Yi Heng, with a flash of body shape, instantly moves to Huang Gouzi's side. With his right hand holding his shoulder gently, the two men move several feet downward, and the three weapons that attack him at the same time are instantly defeated.
The three men were surprised.
"Puff, puff...".
The little prince's body just moved. His left hand punched five people in white. The five men had joined forces to attack one, and they were about to succeed. When he looked up, his eyes were confused and his body stopped immediately.
Yi Heng's eyes brightened, and he saw that the strong wind from the little prince's left hand was not a stream, but rather like a gossip.
From the left fist burst out a circle of patterns, white and black, like a Bagua, separated from the left fist, slowly grow larger.
Maybe it's the lack of internal power. The eight trigrams are only five feet in size, but they trap the five people vaguely.
When the five people's bodies stopped, the right hand suddenly threw it, and the ring blade flew out.
Several screams were heard, and the high-speed rotating ring revolved around the five people and returned to his right hand.
Just at this time back on the ring, a few drops of blood slide down.
If you go down there, you will fall.
Yi Heng is a little surprised, but he is more curious about the people who spread this internal skill.
It is obvious that the martial arts of Xiao Wang Ye have gone beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts, and have hidden the flavor and power of Taoism.
No wonder he doesn't care about the top players together. If he has this ability, he doesn't need to care.
But this eventually saved the grassland man. The grassland man, who thought he was going to die, reacted and was about to thank him when he heard two roars from above.
Looking up, I saw two figures rushed down from above and killed the prince.
Yi Heng's right hand is gently around again, and Huang and he move on the snow wall again, as if the steep snow wall is flat.
The three men in white who pursued them were shocked by this scene. For a moment, they didn't know whether to chase them or not.
At this time, a roar came from above: "all of you, kill him together!"
When the three men in white heard this, they were relieved.
But it seems to think of the power of the little prince just now, and his pupil suddenly shrinks.
Although afraid, but also dare not listen to orders.
Take a deep breath, insert the left hand into the ice, slide hard, and shoot away at the little prince.
Yi Heng's eyes brightened and looked up, and the two people above finally appeared.
One man is white and bright with white hair and deep eyes.
But at this time, his face was shocked. He held a whip in his right hand and hit him.
"Xiqi Jiang Ziya? To whip? " He let out a little cry in his heart.
But when he saw another person, he was even more surprised.
I saw the man holding up his eyebrow staff, his face was angry, and his yellow short hair stood up. What was most frightening was that he had two wings more than ten feet in size behind him.
"Lei Zhenzi? The adopted son of Xiqi Jichang has already gone down the mountain. I'm afraid that it will be within a few years to raise troops to attack the merchants. " Yi Heng sighs.
Lei Zhenzi's wings suddenly one fan, the whole person rushes down like an arrow, raises the eyebrow stick to the head of the little prince, with thunder and lightning power, smashes down suddenly.
The little prince just killed five people with one move. He seemed to feel tired. At this time, his left hand was clinging to the mountain wall and panted slightly.
But at this time, seeing the two men rushing down, they did not dare to be careless. With a low roar, they pushed the mountain wall with their left hand, and their bodies flew four or five feet away from the wall.
On the wall of the snow mountain, the people and weapons who rushed towards him from all directions obviously did not expect him to have such a move, so all the attacks failed one after another.
But the head of the white bearded old man's eyes twinkled, staring away from the mountain wall hanging in the air.
People are also staring at him, obviously do not know why he would use such a move.
Four or five feet away from the wall of the snow mountain, you can't fly, but you have to fall down. Even if your internal skill is higher and thousands of feet away, how can you live?
"Keep an eye on him and keep him away from the wall." The old man with white beard put his left hand into the ice and twisted his body. He was facing the little prince, and the whip on his right hand was ready to move.
Lei Zhenzi's back wings slightly open, slowly build up momentum.
All of them answered with a loud voice, and they also clenched the blade on their right hand.
After leaving the mountain wall, the little prince continued to glide in the air. Below was the bottomless snow abyss.
When the strength is exhausted, it is the moment of falling.
Yi Heng with the Yellow paparazzi turned his head and looked at the little prince flying towards the distance. He did not believe that ordinary martial arts could fly.
"Little, little prince..." Huang Gouzi is shaking.
The old man with white beard had a look of hope in his eyes, but then he was startled. He only heard the little prince hanging in the air, but he didn't panic. He roared:
"everyone, go up and occupy the ice cave above!"
I saw his left hand to the top of a sudden, the whole body will not fall, but rise, like a rope to borrow the force of the general, even flew upward.They are four or five feet apart. Naturally, they can't see the clue clearly in the boundless snow. But Yi Heng smiles slightly, grabs the yellow dog and pulls out the hard ice with his left hand.
Do not wait for Huang paparazzi exclamation, left hand suddenly pull, take him to climb toward the top and go.
If people can't see clearly, he can see clearly.
It's not that the little prince can fly, but he shoots a transparent silk thread from his left cuff, and shoots it up in an instant and penetrates into the ice.
With the help of this silk thread, with his internal force, the whole body was naturally taken up and flew upward.
"Tao is..." The crowd exclaimed, bewildered.
The white bearded old man's eyes coagulated and said in a deep voice: "chase!"
With a wave of the right hand, the whip suddenly came out and hit the back of the grassland man who was trying to climb up.
"Ah
A scream, the grassland man was shocked, spit blood, hands unable to climb, fell back.
The old man with white beard let go of the mountain wall with both hands, and climbed up quickly with his feet on the snow. The grassland man fell down from above and was kicked by him.
The shrill scream came from below, making everyone more nervous.
"Puff, puff..."
The grassland master has exhausted his internal power, but he can only stay attached to the mountain wall. How can he resist the attack of others?
Therefore, under the leadership of the old man with white beard, more than ten people in white clothes climbed up and killed the remaining grassland experts.
The screams continued on and on.
Xiaowangye's face remained unchanged. Standing at the edge of the ice cave, he looked at the grassland people who had been dying miserably and the man in white who were climbing up.
Yi Heng and Huang paparazzi stand behind him, looking at the ice cave.
It's only ten feet away from the top of the peak. This ice cave is obviously dug by Xiqi master. Everyone has the same idea and wants to hide in the solid ice and snow.
But I don't know why, they will be the first step by Xiqi people.
In the end, there was only three of them left in the 21.
"If there are no other accidents, this attack will surely fail, and I can only save my life at most!"
The white fog on the little prince is getting thicker and thicker, but there is a faint black fog in the white, which looks very strange.
Yi Heng knows that the accident he wants to talk about is to ask himself whether it is the accident.
He was silent.
"Master, master..." Huang paparazzi tried to pull him, but he was easily avoided.
"Then run for your own lives."
The little prince sighed, and the black and white fog on his body suddenly soared, and his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and the whole person suddenly rose into the air.
Yi Heng calmly watched him rush out of the ice cave, soared upward, and whispered, "come back!"
"Master, come back, come back?" Huang paparazzi felt very safe beside him, so when he heard his words, he immediately asked.
"Bang!"
With a bang, a figure suddenly falls down from the top of the mountain wall cave. Huang Gouzi looks at it intently. Who is the little prince?
He did not know, so he looked at the little prince with a trace of panic on his face, and then turned his head to see Yi Heng, whose face was still calm.
"Tao again?" The little prince raised his right hand and looked at the round blade on his right hand. There was a huge gap in his right hand, which made him heartache.
He clenched his right hand and looked up.
"You want to run? If you can't deal with it, what kind of Demon Lord will you attack? "
A childish voice came, and the pupils of the yellow dog gradually enlarged.
From the top of the hole are two rotating wheels. The fast rotating wheels seem to rub against the air and emit a trace of fire.
Then came a pair of bare feet. From the perspective of the white small feet, the owner of the feet was absolutely as good as the voice, just a child.
After two breaths, the owners of both feet appeared in front of him.
As expected, it was just a child.
But this child, however, is stepping on two wheels with sparks, floating in the air, slowly falling down, blocking in front of the hole.
He was wrapped in several flying ribbons, wearing a collar around his neck, holding a red tassel in his hands, a small face with anger, and his eyes constantly scanning back and forth among the three of them.
The little prince may feel the power of a blow just now, but he dare not act rashly at this time.
"Whoosh" sound, strong wind rushed, wings a fan, Lei Zhenzi rushed from below, appeared next to the child, eyebrow stick raised, as if to start.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." The old man with white beard appeared first, and more than ten people in white also climbed up to the cave entrance.
Forced by the momentum of the crowd, the little prince slowly stepped back four or five steps.
Huang paparazzi is just behind him. Seeing him back at this time, he takes a step to the left to make way for a body position.
When the little prince retreated between them, he did not retreat any more. He just stood side by side with Yi Heng.Huang paparazzi breathes so much that he can't help but insert a little prince between him and Yi Heng. But at this time, he feels that his sense of security has disappeared.
He clenched his hands, and his mouth was full of words.
The old man with white beard had shining eyes and did not speak. He wrapped up his white robe and waved the whip with his right hand. More than a dozen people ran their internal forces and waved their weapons to kill them.
The child standing on the wheel and Lei Zhenzi arrived first, and rushed in front of the crowd. With one shot and one stick, they all hit the little prince.
Yi Heng forehead long hair flying, a huge strong wind.
But he stood still, but he heard the two fists of the little king beside him burst out and roared: "holy palace boxing!"
"Bang ran" a sound, that force suddenly came, and the two gossip that Xiao Wang Ye played suddenly collided.
Yi Heng only feels a chest shock, a strong force will lift the body to the back.
"Boom" three people hit the rear wall of the ice cave, huge force will instantly hit a hole in the wall, head out of the hole.
Soft wind, warm sun, this is the three people's first reaction.
Yi Heng shakes the ice chips on his head and looks up. When he sees clearly the scene in front of him, he is shocked.