Chapter 369

With a roar, Yan Qingyang felt that his feet were empty. He brushed and fell down.

In the middle of the flight, she twisted herself to fly up. Suddenly, she had a pause. She thought of something and let her body fall down.

With a puff, she fell to the ground.

Then, Yan Qingyang only felt a cold wind coming, with a fierce and murderous air.

Yan Qingyang was so surprised that he quickly rolled on the spot and stood up.

It's dark here. Fortunately, she is a monk and has some night vision ability. In the hazy, she saw a dark figure with something in her hand.

With a flash of white light, the murderous spirit came again.

Yan Qingyang quickly offered a lightsaber to resist. The lightsaber blocked the white light and made a harsh sound. Yan Qingyang's body was shocked and his heart was full of Qi and blood.

Hiss! This man has great strength. The weapons on the opposite side are really heavy!

This is Yan Qingyang's first idea. She quickly stepped back.

However, all of a sudden, a group of fire came, with a burning breath, it turned out to be a fireball.

Yan Qingyang flashed away again. In the light of the fire, she had a vague look at the man.

The man opposite is tall, at least two of them are tall. His body and face are black, but his action is very clumsy. At the same time, Yan Qingyang also sweeps his expressionless face.

A strange feeling rose in her heart, and she immediately waved her hand and sacrificed a night pearl.

The halo of the night pearl is dyed, making the nearby light as bright as day.

Suddenly, the murderous spirit came again. The man's weapon was a long knife. At this time, he took a piece of white light and cut straight at Yan Qingyang.

Yan Qingyang did not dare to fight with his lightsaber. He turned and dodged again.

By this time, she had seen the man clearly.

It's not a person, to be exact, it's not a real person. It should be a dummy. I don't know what material it is made of!

Seeing that she was not a real person, Yan Qingyang was a little relieved. She waved her lightsaber and cut off the man's neck. This time, it was just an experiment. She only used three points of strength.

The puppet was clumsy and didn't get out of the way. The lightsaber was cut on his neck.

A piece of sparkle, that is a black red sparkle, including the lightsaber swing away.

Yan Qingyang wriggled down and looked at the man with a frown. He should be an iron man, and the material was very good. His lightsaber couldn't hurt him, and there wasn't even a sword mark on his neck.

The iron man raised his arm, and suddenly another fireball came.

Yan Qingyang quickly dodged, and with a wave of his sleeve, he hit the fireball to one side. The fireball hit the stone wall next to him with a bang.

Suddenly, another two fireballs came, and Yan Qingyang had to continue to dodge.

In the interval, she looked around again.

It was a narrow secret Road, surrounded by black stone walls.

When he dodged, Yan Qingyang inadvertently took a few steps to the depth of the secret road.

Clang clang clang clang, heavy footsteps came.

Yan Qingyang had just dodged two fireballs when she suddenly felt cold behind her head. She quickly turned her head and saw an iron man come forward with a long knife in her hand.

It turns out that there is a concave place on the stone wall every ten steps. There is an iron man standing in the concave place. When someone passes by, the iron man jumps out to attack.

At this time, the two iron men attacked back and forth, and Yan Qingyang complained endlessly.

The iron man's tall body almost blocked the secret Road, and Yan Qingyang couldn't rush through. The fight had no effect on them. At most, it was just a bunch of sparks.

It may be that they have been attacked. The attack of the two iron men is faster and more intense.

When one of the long knives scratched the ground, a fire burst out on the ground, blocking Yan Qingyang's retreat. Brush it, and the two long knives cut their heads, killing him.

The secret road is very narrow. Yan Qingyang can't open it at all. She frowns, looks up at the top of the iron man's head, jumps up, steps on the arm of the iron man in the back, then kicks out, flies over the top of the iron man in front, and falls in front of the two iron men.

Two iron men rushed after him. Yan Qingyang ran forward in a hurry. After a dozen steps, another iron man rushed out and stopped him.

After only a few moves, an iron man came after him again. Yan Qingyang used the same technique again, and used the same method to cross the iron man in front and rush to the front.

After more than ten steps, another iron man appeared. So many times, Yan Qingyang was so tired that he was out of breath. Fortunately, if she was far away, the iron man would not chase her. Otherwise, she would be followed by a group of iron men.

Even so, she couldn't bear it.

There was a fork in the road ahead, one left and one right. Yan Qingyang rushed to the right in a panic.

Then, he came across an iron man, who was the same drama as him.

Yan Qingyang is suffering. She can't support her any more. After more than an hour, Yan Qingyang's aura is not continued. Once, it is a little slow and a fireball burns her right arm. Hiss! She frowned in pain, ignoring the injury on her arm, and leaped over the iron man's arm behind her. Drop by drop of blood fell down, she had no time to control, only in the gap to feel out a pill, into the mouth. While running, Yan Qingyang was worried. This was not good at all. She couldn't support it for half an hour. At that time, she would either be burned by the fireball or be cut to death by the iron man's long knife. Is there really no way? Gradually, Yan Qingyang's legs were like lead, and she couldn't run any more. She had turned into a secret road for a long time, and there was no fork. Instead, iron men came out one by one, like endless. At this time, she was dizzy. With her last strength, she stepped on the iron man's arm behind and jumped over. Yan Qingyang felt a pain in his right leg and knew that he was injured. Next time, she may not be able to jump up, Yan Qingyang thought sadly. However, she still struggled to run forward. Eh, there is no iron man, and the iron man behind is no longer chasing. Yan Qingyang sprinted a few steps. He couldn't support it any more. He fell to the ground and gasped. Her hair was glued to her forehead, wet. When she fell down, her right leg touched the ground, and a sharp pain came. Yan Qingyang could not help frowning again. She sat down on the floor, leaning back against the wall, her head back, her eyes closed, her hands on her chest, her heart thumping. What a narrow escape! After a while, she managed to hold her breath and open her eyes. She was taken aback at the sight. In front of her, less than half a foot away, a pair of eyes are staring at her in shock.