Li Yujiao's figure stood up, holding a person in one hand, jumped into the vast snow, widened her eyes, and came to the previous position of Li Muchan and the monk Xinjue. The place was already covered with snow, forming a small knoll, and the two of them were long gone. Li Yujiao raised her voice and shouted: "Senior Brother Zhan Ran! Senior Brother Zhan Ran!" The rumbling snow was still rolling, and her voice penetrated the rumbling sound, clearly resounding in the heavens and the earth, but there was no echo, there was only a rumbling sound around, and the avalanche was still continuing. Li Yujiao was a little panicked, and hurriedly called again. "Little fear, get out of the way!" a middle-aged woman shouted. Li Yujiao jumped forward, and the heavy snow that pressed over passed against the soles of her feet, almost pressing her down by a millimeter, scaring the two middle-aged women into a cold sweat. Such a big snow, the momentum is imposing, and the other snowflakes are fluttering, but when they come together, they are extremely heavy, and there is no life when they are pressed down. No matter how deep a person's internal strength is, in the face of such a natural disaster, he is as small as an ant, and he can only resign himself to fate, and he is powerless to resist. "Miss, Miss, let's go!" begged a middle-aged woman. The two of them together are not Li Yujiao's opponents, and they can't control her at all, so they can only beg. Li Yujiao shook her head, swept her eyes wide, and called one after another, but there was only her call all over the mountain, but there was no response. At the top of the mountain, more than a dozen young men and women opened their eyes, all of them pale and depressed, as if they had a serious illness. They didn't expect that they could see an unwarranted disaster when they watched the excitement, first they were injured by the whistling sound, and then they encountered an avalanche, which was really a natural disaster and a man-made disaster. Seeing the momentum of the avalanche, they didn't have the courage to go down, although they had a body of martial arts, they still trembled, and in front of Tianwei, they were insignificant. Listening to Li Yujiao's call one by one, everyone discussed. "Senior Brother Zhan Ran, could it be Zhan Ran, a double sword monk of the Canghai Sword Sect?" a young man asked. Yang Zhiyuan's face was pale, and he nodded: "It shouldn't be wrong, it is not a nameless person who can make such a whistling sound, it may be the Twin Sword Monk Zhanran." "Who's that other one?" someone asked. "I heard Master Zhan Ran say just now, it seems to be Master Xinjue?" a young girl said in a low voice, and when she saw everyone looking over, she hurriedly lowered her head and blushed. A young man touched his nose, groaned, and patted his head: "I remember, it is indeed the master of Xinjue, is it the Xinjue monk of Landa Temple?" "Zhan Ran, Xinjue, obedient, what about the characters who can't leave, no wonder the Buddha horn just now was so weird, I almost fainted!" A chubby young man shook his head and sighed. Another sword-eyed young man exclaimed: "It's really a no-void man under the fame, Zhan Ran and Xinjue are the top masters, and if you don't accept it!" "Yes, there is no vain under the fame!" Yang Zhiyuan nodded with emotion. ..................Hehe, it's a pity, the two of them are powerful, but they can't die!" A young man with a thin face sneered and shook his head: "No matter how strong they are, they can't save their lives...... this is the jealous talent, hehe......" Everyone looked at him coldly, squinted at him, and shook his head silently. Seeing this, the thin-faced young man sneered: "Don't look at me like that, don't you guys be unhappy in your hearts, these two mountains have fallen, we don't have to be pressed by them, it's much more comfortable...... It's still the air on the top of the mountain!", and everyone heard it and shook their heads. Yang Zhiyuan shook his head: "Brother Zhuge , it's a little wrong to think like this, if you want to stand on the top of the mountain, you still have to rely on your true ability, be jealous and jealous, and don't do it for a gentleman!" "Hehe, why does Brother Yang pretend to be a gentleman?" The thin-faced young man shook his head, disapproving. Yang Zhiyuan smiled: "Brother Zhuge is too tired to live like this, Master Zhan Ran and Master Xinjue are gone, as well as Brother Nie, Brother Murong, and even more powerful is Fairy Leng Lian, you still hope that they will all suffer accidents, is this possible?...... According to Brother Zhudi's state of mind, he can only stay in the ...... for the rest of his life Bottom!" The thin-faced young man sneered and shook his head: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, forget it, don't say it!" Yang Zhiyuan smiled, looked down, listened to the call of "Senior Brother Zhan Ran" one by one, was a little soft-hearted, looked around and said, "Everyone, let's go down and help find it." "Okay, help find it. All of them agreed. Even the slender and long-faced young man took action, and everyone swept down with light skills, and at this time the avalanche had stopped, and the whole mountain changed its appearance. The snow had reached halfway up the mountain, and it looked as if the mountain had been cut in half, and everything around it had changed its appearance and appearance. Li Yujiao flew on the snow, like a touch of light smoke floating, and when everyone saw this, they glanced at the thin-faced young man and shook their heads. ,

Looking at Li Yujiao's light skills, it is obvious that she is also a top master, and it is almost impossible to defeat her. Seeing them coming down, Li Yujiao flew over and said loudly: "Thank you for your help, let's line up flat, push down like a fishing net, and don't let go of any place!" Her eyes flashed, like a cold star, and her gaze was like substance, shooting straight to the bottom of their hearts, and they felt a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't resist it. Li Yujiao's heart is now agitated, her momentum is vigorous, and the cold aura around her body is extremely cold, to put it mildly, but if they have an outlet to oppose it, they will definitely suffer her anger. All of them were smart, and they sensed the fury in Li Yujiao's heart, and barely suppressed it, once they were angry with her, it would be troublesome. "Okay, Miss Li just orders!" Yang Zhiyuan nodded and smiled........................ Li Yujiao took a deep breath, nodded, barely squeezed out a smile, turned around and waved her hand: "Start here and go down." Yang Zhiyuan nodded, turned around and said: "Let's go, with Miss Li going down, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, everyone be careful!" "Okay!" Everyone nodded one after another, and found the bottom of the steps, saving people is important, don't worry too much. Li Yujiao walked in front, and everyone followed, lined up, like a tripping rope and went down, feeling carefully and listening attentively. After walking more than 20 meters, they stopped, and they all had light skills, and it was simply difficult to walk on this hard or soft snow. Even so, twenty meters down, they feel struggling. Li Yujiao turned her head and glanced at everyone, her eyes were like electricity. Everyone was busy cheering up, and then went down, but there was no hope in their hearts, it was all for a while, even if the qi veins were long, they were suffocated to death. Li Yujiao was anxious in her heart, and she kept calling loudly. There was a muffled "bang...... But it was a cloud of snowflakes bursting at the foot of the mountain. Li Yujiao screamed: "Senior Brother Zhanran!" She drifted like a light smoke, and in an instant she reached the foot of the mountain, and pounced on the snowflakes, and the snowflakes fell, revealing Li Muchan in a jade-colored monk's robe. Li Yujiao took Li Muchan's arm and looked up and down: "Senior Brother Zhanran...... You...... It doesn't matter to you, right?" Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter. Li Yujiao breathed a long sigh of relief, it seemed that Li Muchan really didn't matter, his face was ruddy, his eyes were shining, and he didn't look like he was injured at all. Li Muchan turned his head and saw the people lined up in a long snake over there. "...... this?" he looked at Li Yujiao. Li Yujiao smiled and said, "They help me find you, senior brother!" Li Muchan titheed from afar and said in a long voice: "Thank you!" He was hundreds of feet away from everyone, and his voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and they returned the salute one after another, not daring to hold it up, and they were able to escape from the avalanche, this skill is really appalling. Li Muchan turned his head to look around, frowned, and said, "What about Master Xinjue?" Li Yujiao shook his head: "I don't know, he may be dead, he is pressed under the snow, he is not as capable as your senior brother!" Li Muchan frowned and groaned. The two fought, and had the idea of pity for each other, if he died like this, he felt that it was a pity, shook his head, and decided to save each other. He sat cross-legged on the snow, his hands touching the ground, his eyes motionless. ........................ After a while, he jumped up and landed directly more than ten zhang away, his palms turned into sixteen palm shadows, and he pressed down violently and imprinted on the snow. "Pooh!" is like the sound of a pebble falling into a deep well. Suddenly, there were snowflakes, like ** fried fish, the water surface exploded, and in the snow, Li Muchan jumped down, and came out again in an instant. When he came out, he was holding a person in his hand, covered in snow, and in a yellow monk's robe, which was the monk Xinjue. Li Muchan put the monk on the ground, pulled his stiff legs, and made him sit cross-legged, and then he sat cross-legged behind him, with his palms against his vest, motionless. In the blink of an eye, the monk felt a trace of white gas, and the snow that wrapped him slowly melted, forming a puddle of water on the ground, constantly melting the snow. After a while, Li Muchan and him both sank half a foot. Li Yujiao shook her head, this senior brother Zhan Ran is really compassionate, he actually spent so much effort to save his opponent, the guy from the Landa Temple, one one is missing! Yang Zhiyuan They have already come over, and when they see such a strange situation, they stare at it without moving. The face of the monk gradually became ruddy, his breathing slowly recovered, the white air on his head was steaming, and the yellow monk's robe slowly bulged, like a big ball. The white air above Li Muchan's head was steaming, the heat around his body was rolling, and the snow under his body melted even more, and he sank half a foot after a while. ,

The two of them sank to their waists before they stopped descending. The white gas above Li Muchan's head formed a white cloud, condensed but not dispersed, like an umbrella shrouded the Baihui acupoint above his head, and after slowly closing his palm, the white clouds converged and drilled into the Baihui acupoint. When everyone saw this strange scene, they were all surprised, and they didn't know what kind of mental method this was, it was very strange. Li Muchan got up slowly and said with a smile: "Master Xinjue, what's wrong?" Monk Xinjue opened his eyes and sighed: "Alas...... "The Buddha didn't accept the little monk and came back............ Thank you Master Zhan Ran!" Li Muchan shook his head: "If it were you, it would be the same, no need to thank you." The monk looked at him and smiled, nodded, and said: "In this case, the competition ends here, and another day will be compared, and he will say goodbye!" He turned around and floated away, his yellow clothes fluttering, his feet did not touch the ground like the wind, and in a blink of an eye, he went to the top of the mountain and disappeared in front of everyone. Li Yujiao pouted: "Hmph, what a stinky monk!" Seeing Li Muchan looking over, she hurriedly smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, I'm not scolding you!" Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "The stinky monk is the stinky monk, let's go back." He titheed to everyone and floated away, his jade-colored monk's robe fluttering. (To be continued)