Chapter 484 Failure
Can a fourth-level person defeat a sixth-level person?
If it was a one-on-one duel, Zhao Yushu would be defeated as long as he used the second sword. No matter what tricks the opponent used, the difference in cultivation was there, and Old Zhao had never been one to fight a protracted battle.
But now the other party has four strong guards who are buying time for her, so she has the confidence to do anything. And a strong fourth-level heaven, especially a fourth-level heaven with strange means, may not be impossible to kill a sixth-level heaven if she is given enough time.
Zhao Yushu used the Thunder Step to increase the distance again.
This assault destroyed the combat power of one of the opponents, but he almost got trapped as well.
Miao Yin Hai's ability seems to take effect over time, and the longer you delay, the more disadvantageous it will be to you.
Or should we retreat first?
Zhao Yushu took a step back, feeling his legs were somewhat out of control.
What kind of technique is this?
"He wants to leave, you better keep him safe."
With an eagle's cry, the Iron Eagle soared into the sky, its eyes fixed on Zhao Yushu.
Zhao Yushu moved his legs. He could walk, as a mere Iron Eagle could not keep an eye on him. But if he could not see through the details of Miaoyin Sea today, he would be in trouble in the future.
The other party is obviously heading for Yizhou, and it is probably one of the main forces of Tubo. Now the initiative is still in our hands. If we continue like this, we can only slip away in a daze, which will be even more troublesome when we arrive in Yizhou.
Poison?
Zhao Yushu moved his nose and felt it was slightly cool. The air in the mountains was humid, and the early spring snow had not yet melted. The fragrance of soil and grass was everywhere.
The night wind blew silently, and the few people were caught in a brief confrontation.
This confrontation did Zhao Yushu no good at all. The numbness in his legs became worse, and his body felt like it was entangled by silk threads. Every movement consumed more energy.
If this continues, the other party won't even need to do anything. In a few moments, I'll just fall straight down here and be at the mercy of others.
Everything is at your disposal?
Zhao Yushu took out Minghong.
Then try to see if this works for you.
White fog appeared in the darkness without warning and enveloped everyone in an instant.
No matter what you manipulate, you must use your spiritual sense to perceive it. What can you do when I block your spiritual sense?
Miao Yinhai frowned, and she lost the trace of Zhao Yushu in her perception: "Use the wind!"
The bow-wielding monk nodded and raised his hands. A gust of wind blew up from his side, causing sparks to fly everywhere, but the thick fog did not dissipate at all.
Miaoyinhai quickly looked around: "Gather in front of the fire."
Zhao Yushu had to admit that this woman was really smart. It only took her a very short time to find the flaw in the thick fog.
Likewise, I was not wrong in my guess. Ever since the thick fog rose, the feeling of being restrained on me did not disappear, but it did not get stronger either.
I have never felt any fluctuations in spiritual power, and the other party did not use spiritual power directly on me.
What is her medium?
With a whoosh, a rocket whizzed past not far away, and the thick fog was blasted out by the flames.
The opponent doesn't know where you are, but will continue to use fire to consume you until you are exposed.
Another rocket flew by, and Zhao Yushu moved his paralyzed legs and changed his position.
Wait, why are my legs numb instead of feeling restricted?
Zhao Yushu looked at his legs. If he wanted to restrict his movements, wouldn't restraint be much better than paralysis?
What made her give up this act?
Or what was it that prevented her from binding my legs?
Zhao Yushu's mind raced, and suddenly he stretched out a finger from each hand and pointed at himself.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly moved violently, and the thick fog in the mountains began to swirl.
The two fingers slowly spread apart, as if something was being peeled off the body.
Heaven and earth don’t agree.
Circles of almost transparent silk threads expanded outward from the body.
Spider silk.
Zhao Yushu let out a whimper, and lightning spread from his legs upwards, burning all the spider silk.
The feeling of restraint on my body disappeared.
The lightning exposed his position, and the flaming arrow shot towards him without hesitation.
The numbness in his legs was still there. Zhao Yushu dodged the arrow with a treadmill and disappeared into the darkness.
Even though the heaven and earth were at odds, he was unable to pull the thing out of his leg, which meant that the numbness was not caused by external factors. What he was best at was footwork. If his legs were disabled, he might not be able to get away with it in Miaoyinhai's hands.
It is better to retreat first.
The thick fog gradually disappeared. After circling for a while and finding nothing, the Iron Eagle fell back into the mountains.
Miaoyinhai flicked her fingers, and a few herbs covered the wound of the monk holding the iron chain, and the groaning immediately subsided.
"Can you tell where this person came from? Is he related to my Fu Lang?"
"Although this person's swordsmanship is fast, it has no rules. It seems that he has no master to guide him. He has learned the method of killing with one strike from life-and-death struggles."
Let the longbow man speak first.
"Oh? He has no famous teacher, but he can climb to the sixth level. This person is rare. Continue."
"This person's footwork is peculiar, and his speed is rare in the world. The thunder that accompanies his running reminds me of a sect in the Central Plains."
The man who used the short spear subconsciously tightened the thunder spear in his hand and spoke carefully.
"Who?"
"Longhu Mountain."
Miao Yinhai shook his head: "Impossible, Longhu Mountain would never accept a person from the Western Regions as a disciple. Maybe he just occasionally realized a little bit of thunder magic."
"That fog is very strange."
The green-armored monk also spoke.
"That's right. Being able to block perception is a very rare method. It's impossible for this person to be an unknown person."
Miao Yinhai sat by the fire with one hand on his chin: "The most important thing is how he found the spider silk on his body. This is what I care about most."
For Miao Yinhai, having strong killing ability is nothing. Among the four cultivators under his command, two of them have extremely strong killing power.
Being able to run is nothing. It is useless to just run. You can't kill people by running alone.
But it would be troublesome if my martial arts could be seen through. As a witch of the Tibetan Bon religion, my skills are all about being silent and invisible. If my martial arts skills are seen through, my frontal combat capability will not even be comparable to that of a second-level martial artist.
"If this man is not eliminated, it will be detrimental to my plan. Inform everyone to seal off Jianmen Pass and never let him escape to Yizhou."
Zhao Yushu returned to Jianmen Pass, away from Miaoyin Sea. The numbness in his legs did not get worse, but it did not get better either.
"Brother! Who hurt you?"
Fu Yun was shocked to see Zhao Yushu staggering. This was a legendary warrior who could cut down people of higher levels as easily as drinking water. Who could make him fail in such a small Jianmen Pass?
Zhao Yushu glanced at Fu Yun unhappily and said, "Jiang Baijiacuo, do you know him?"
Fu Yun's face flushed with excitement: "Brother, have you seen her?"
"We met and had a great chat. She even warmly invited me to join her team."
"what?"
Fu Yun heard something wrong.
"Comrade Xiao Fu, if you were not Brother Wu's younger brother, I would have directly destroyed your Snow Mountain Qi Sea. You are not fit to be a cultivator."
Fu Yun's face suddenly turned pale.