Chapter Twenty-Eight: Volley

A waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain, with a rumbling roar, and smashed heavily on the smooth rocks at the foot of the mountain, splashing thousands of tiny pearls, which spread out finely and fell into the deep pool under the rocks, and the small flowers bloomed above the water, reflecting the rising sun, shimmering with colorful brilliance.

The seven guards spread out in a semicircle, behind them was Princess Zhaohua, on one side, Guo Jiuling was sitting on a stone by the water, still coughing, and the blood stains fell on the water in front of him, bright red but immediately dispersed by the flowing stream water, and disappeared.

Deng Pu stood in front of them with his hands behind his back, blocking the only way for them to break through, in fact, he didn't think that in front of him, the opponent still had any hope of breaking through. The opponent can only call himself his opponent Guo Jiuling, but unfortunately, in the previous pursuit, Guo Jiuling took Li Zhi's punch and was seriously injured.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, our Daqin has no ill will towards you, I just want to invite you to live in Yongdu for a year, after a year, the princess is willing to leave and stay, and listen to it, why let so many loyal guards die in vain for you one by one?" Deng Pu said with a smile. "Along the way, there have been a lot of people who have fallen, Your Royal Highness Princess, there is no need to do any more useless struggles, right? Don't expect Zuo Lixing Zuo Dashuai to save you, he fought hard with Li Dashuai, and now I'm afraid that he has already gone to find a beautiful place to dig a grave for himself and lie in. ”

"Don't think!" Princess Zhaohua looked at him coldly and said.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm really sorry!" Deng Pu smiled coldly and took a step forward. The seven guards retreated in unison, in front of a big master like Deng Pu, even if they didn't want their lives, it would be difficult to inflict substantial damage on them.

Guo Jiuling stood up from the stone he was sitting on, coughed and walked forward, with each step, his face became redder, his figure seemed to be a little taller, and the bones on his body crackled.

Deng Pu's face changed slightly: "Guo Jiuling, you don't want to die?" You are only injured now, as long as you recuperate properly, even if you have no hope of stepping into the threshold of the Grandmaster in the future, there is still no problem in maintaining your skill as a ninth-level master, if you dare to do this, you can indeed recover to your usual level in a short time, but after the fact, you will never be able to recover again. Is it worth it? ”

Guo Jiuling's body had already stood up straight, and he no longer coughed, but his face was so red that it made people a little frightened. "Of course it's worth it."

The corners of Deng Pu's mouth twitched slightly, "Even so, can you defeat me?" When you were in your heyday, we were only half a catty and eight taels, how long can you last now? ”

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!" Guo Jiuling looked at the other party, "If I can exchange my life with you, then Her Royal Highness the Princess's hope of breaking through will be greatly increased, even if Zuo Shuai can't do it, I don't think it's good to believe Li Zhi, I'm afraid he won't have the ability to chase us again, right?" ”

Deng Pu laughed, "Ridiculous." Since you want to die, then I will do as you wish. ”

Princess Zhaohua's eyes were full of sorrow, after this battle, even if Guo Jiuling could not die, he would become a waste, took out a pill from his arms, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth, "Let's fight to the death, if we can't pass this level, we will all die here!" ”

On the top of the mountain, Qin Fenglu crouched beside the water, looking at the battle below the mountain with wide eyes, Deng Fu and Guo Jiuling were still confronting, but Princess Zhaohua led the guards to fight with the Qin people behind Deng Pu first.

The guards of the Chu army swept past Deng Pu's side, but Deng Pu ignored it, at this time, his whole body and mind were placed on Guo Jiuling's body, and the seriously injured Guo Jiuling performed an evil kung fu, burning his life potential to restore himself to his heyday for a short time, but the side effects of this thing are also amazing, there is a chance to use it once in a lifetime, and it will be finished if it is used, and it is not much different from a waste person if he does not die.

The melee between the two groups of people was far away from this waterhole in an instant, and the people brought by Deng Pu were higher, while the Chu people were holding a life for a life, and they all planned to lose both, and for a while, they did not fall behind.

Qin Feng stared at Deng Pu and Guo Jiuling without blinking, he knew very well that the final decider of this battle was between the confrontation between these two, if Guo Jiuling succeeded, then Princess Zhaohua still had a chance to live, if Deng Pu won, everyone was afraid that they would all die, oh, by the way, Princess Zhaohua would not die. Because the Qin people wanted to capture her alive.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the battle situation on Princess Zhaohua's side, in the death camp, he had seen this princess's kung fu, although he was injured, but now it seems that the impact is not great. Now the Chu people actually have the upper hand.

It seems that the medicine blade she ate before is very strange, but it is similar to the kung fu performed by Guo Jiuling, but I don't know if there are any sequelae. Won't you end up like Guo Jiuling, all your martial arts will be lost, right?

Just a little distracted, but a splash of water suddenly hit the front door, his heart was surprised, when he turned his gaze, his heart was a gasp, the waterfall hanging in the air actually rolled back, and the water that flew back poured his whole body into a drench. One after another, stones levitated from the ground, slowly spinning, and Guo Jiuling's face was so red that it seemed to drip blood.

Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, the decisive battle of the ninth-level master is not something that can be seen all the time. He reached out and gripped the hilt of the iron knife tightly.

Guo Jiuling snorted, and waved his hands forward, although there was nothing in his hands, but he seemed to be holding ten thousand catties of things, and with the wave of his two hands, those large and small stones flying in the air roared towards Deng Pu.

Deng Pu let out a sharp roar, his body spun steeply in place, and with each rotation of him, the leaves on the surrounding trees left the branches one after another, and flew with a sharp whistling sound, gathering together in the air, turning into a huge fist.

The loud sound continued to sound, the stones were smashed one after another, and the fists composed of leaves were constantly shrinking, and in the continuous impact of each other, Guo Jiuling and Deng Pu were also approaching each other step by step.

Both of them walked with extreme difficulty, taking one step out and only taking a step forward in the middle of the day. It seems to be weighing a thousand catties on the ground, but on the wet and damp land, there is not even a shallow footprint.

Walking slowly, but there will be a time to meet, when all the stones turned into powder, all the leaves dissipated in the air, the two finally came together, Guo Jiuling seemed to have met an old friend, his arms were spread, as if he wanted to hug Deng Pu, and Deng Pu's two fists met it tightly, without the slightest sound, but the pool around them retreated steeply to the other side, hitting the cliff wall hard.

Deng Pu's face flashed slightly, Guo Jiuling snorted and took a step back. The eye sockets burst out, and the blood flowed out in wisps.

Further, all the clothes on Guo Jiuling's body turned into flying flocculents and disappeared with the wind.

Qin Feng took a deep breath and stood up sharply, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, Guo Jiuling couldn't stop it, as soon as Guo Jiuling lost, it was all over.

Even if it was nine deaths, he would have to take a risk. Raising the iron knife high with both hands, the internal force of the whole body surged, and all the swords were concentrated on the double knife, and the familiar, five-inner burning feeling appeared again.

I can't care about that.

Qin Feng jumped down from the top of the cliff, and the iron knife in his hand slashed towards Deng Pu with a huge whistling sound.

Deng Pu had the upper hand, and he was smug in his heart, when Guo Jiuling was in his heyday, his skills were not under him, but it was a pity that he was seriously injured in the front, and he vigorously used this method to stimulate the potential of the whole body, after all, the foundation was insufficient. But he was startled by the whistling sound from the top of the cliff, and when he looked up, he saw a large knife that seemed to be burning falling from the sky.

With a roar, he raised his hand and clenched his fist into the air.

Gao Yuan, who was volleying down in the air, felt that his knife seemed to be slashed on a piece of iron felt, and the huge anti-shock force made him feel that the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and his body was no longer controllable, and he flew out sideways, first hitting the cliff, and then falling heavily into the pool, causing a splash to the sky.

Deng Pu struck Qin Feng away, he was also very bad, and now he and Guo Jiuling were just a thin line apart, at this moment, he was able to fly Qin Feng with all his strength, but the internal force attached to the knife that fell from the sky was extremely strange, like a very thin worm, breaking through his true qi barrier, writhing and trying to drill into his body, but Guo Jiuling's counterattack on the opposite side came as scheduled at this time.

The next moment, Deng Pu was also like Qin Feng, flying backwards backwards, spitting out blood as he flew.