Chapter 273: An enemy

The sturdy box is beyond the imagination of Ye Hao and Qiu Mo. The two studied half a mile and did not study what kind of material it was. They did not find a way to open it. Therefore, Ye Hao had to put it first. Be prepared to think about it later.
"It's snowing?" Ye Hao slowly looked up and looked at the gray sky. The white snow fell and touched his forehead. The feeling of coolness came to life.
Qiu Mo likes snow very much. She stayed in Fa Lanzong for many years. She rarely saw the snowy days since she was a child. When she opened her arms and reached for the snow, she suddenly changed her face and turned to look at the nearby ice peak. Eight figures, all wearing snow-white robes, rushing toward the side like this, the sword in their hands has been squirted, and the front edge transmits the chill.
"enemy!"
Qiu Mo instantly pulled out the sword, her expression was a little dignified, through the speed of eight people can be judged, the two in front, even if weaker than her, I am afraid it is not much weak.
Ye Hao’s attention was also drawn to the past. Looking at the menacing and murderous eight people, his eyes were covered with cold light and ready to be killed at any time.
Will you report it?
Still want to get rid of the behind-the-scenes ambassador, and hate yourself for breaking his good deeds?
Ye Hao clearly saw that the eight people were white and white, with blue eyes, clearly known as the Xue people, and also the Xue master.
"Who are you?" Qiu Mo did not understand, and he and Ye Haoming saved the four Princesses of the Xuezu, which is considered to be the benefactor of the Xue people. Why are there still strong murderous suffocates from the Xue people?
"People who want your life."
Accompanied by a haze, the two Xue masters headed by them did not hesitate, and attacked the autumn ink that first greeted them.
Ye Hao’s foot stepped on the ice, and did not go backwards. At the moment when the other six people rushed, his glimpse of the gods swept through the book of life and death, and figured out the names of these people, even by the depth of the name. Their approximate strength, two congenital nine heavy, four congenital eight.
Ye Hao felt the pressure, but did not produce half-fear, his mental power was highly concentrated, the moment he stopped retreating, the long sword swayed, the sword shadow was heavy, and the former Xuezu master named Ice God rushed to the forefront. Under the long knife, a sharp blow was dispelled by the sword.
"puff……"
The sword and shadow merged into one, sweeping through the arm of the ice, although only tearing a shallow flesh, it has proved that Ye Hao is better than him.
Ye Hao’s movements are like flowing clouds, staggering the figure of the ice, and watching another Xue master who rushed to the back. Ye Hao vacated and displayed a tactical
Hongfeng frenzy
. Ye Hao’s momentum climbed. The sword is fierce and fierce, and oppresses the other side with a hegemonic momentum.
"Damn, not the base period... How can it be so strong?"
Although the other party was shocked but not panic, the curse was cursed, and the long sword was swept up. The figure was dodging toward one side. He and Bingyue were congenital and nine times. They had experienced countless times of life and death, and the battle experience was extremely rich. When I avoided the moment, I realized that the ice shoal rushed toward Ye Hao as if I had bones. I suddenly slammed the ice on my toes and tried to hit the ice on both sides.
Retreat, Ye Hao's feet fell on the ice for a moment, the waist twisted, and the body was hard to move away.
Singles fight alone, Ye Hao is not afraid of any of them, but the two together, but brought him no small pressure, the most cautious, is the four innocent eight realms that the four will see Master, double fists are difficult to play four hands, this is not a joke, unless the speed and strength exceeds a lot of them, it will be passive.
In the distance, another ice peak.
The eye-catching silver-haired old man looked deep and quietly watching the killing in the ice valley. Beside him, he was carrying a pair of swords and a cold-hearted Qin Jian.
"It's a pity!" The silver-haired old man's tone was a little pity. He and his disciple Qin Jian discovered eight murderous Xue masters in two quarters of an hour. They curiously followed, but never wanted to see it. To the scene in front of you.
The silver-haired old man is killed by the autumn ink and the two Xue masters. He can judge the strength of both sides. The autumn ink is obviously stronger. Even if the two Xue masters are temporarily killed, they will be able to take the two forever. Staying here, but Ye Hao is different, although he is highly qualified and strong, but in the face of eight strong enemies besieged, the chances of living are negligible.
"I hope he is alive!" Qin Jian's tone was not half-wave, but the hand holding the scabbard increased the power.
The silver-haired old man flashed a color of approval in his eyes. He understood that his disciple, and realized that Ye Hao was stronger than him, he had a strong idea in his heart, because if he first broke through to the foundation period, he would be able to smash his head.
"The Xue and Fa Lanzong, we are not allowed to shoot."
"Ok!"
Qin Jian was silent, and some regrets nodded.
In the ice valley.
Autumn ink is in a hurry, but she can't get rid of the siege of the two Xue nationality strongmen. She is right in the late stage of building the foundation. However, the two Xue nationality strongmen are also in the mid-term repair. She does not worry about herself, but she is worried. Ye Hao, even if Ye Hao’s strength is much higher than that of the ordinary congenital Jiuzhong realm, there are six people who besieged him!
At this moment, Ye Hao is indeed dangerous, but the more he is at this time, the calmer he is, the opportunity to not trap six people, constantly retreating and fighting, moving the position, whenever there is a congenital eight realm The master is close, and he can counterattack when he is not entangled.
"boom……"
Ye Hao deliberately guided, moving the position at the moment, crystal ice cubes appeared at the foot, according to his calculations in his mind, stop the moment of avoidance, the tip of the toe kicked the ice, blocking the chasing ice, his hands The long sword is like a viper, stinging to the nearest master of the eight-day realm.
"Get away!"
In addition, the master of the congenital Jiuzhong realm is not far from the companion of Ye Hao attack. At this moment, his speed broke to the limit, attempting to attack Ye Hao and let him give up the attack on his companions.
At the moment when he smiled and climbed his face, he immediately gave up the enemy who attacked the front, twisted his waist, and slanted to the master of the congenital Jiuzhong realm. The other party did not expect it, and the face changed dramatically.拼 Killing a face in front.
The two swords were strangled together, and Ye Hao accurately judged the direction of the opponent's sword. At the moment when the opponent's middle door opened, the star shuttle in the palm instantly hit the other's chest.
This blow.
Penetrate each other's body, smash the other's heart, at the moment when the other party's movement is delayed, Ye Hao swings the sword in the other hand, and the figure flashes to the other side. His left hand is like a steel tongs, grabbing the other side from the side. The collar, the moment of swaying, the long knife that came in, is also on the side of Ye Hao.
"puff……"
Under the knife, it is a fierce knife of a congenital eight-level realm master, but this knife did not fall on Ye Hao, but fell on the neck of the innate nine-heavy realm that was worn by Ye Haodong.
"Green 甫..."
Several buzzing angers echoed, and they screamed at Ye Hao.
Ye Xie sneered at the bottom of his heart, escaping from the moment of attack, and quickly retracted the star shuttle. This star shuttle is one of his killers, and he has no means of using the book of life and death.
Being besieged by several people, Ye Hao is also guarding more and less attacks. He has already had several wounds on his body. He is not in a critical position, and the wound is not deep, but another innate eight-handed master is in the calm calculation of Ye Hao. He was killed by him in the fight.
"dead!"
Ye Hao tried to get rid of the entanglement of another innate eight-eight master, sprinting out a dozen meters of time, suddenly stopped, the long sword stabbed, the cold mans and stars burst into a little bit, the other party was shocked, did not expect Ye Hao will suddenly kill a carbine, At the moment of rushing to meet the enemy, the pupil suddenly contracted. He saw a sharp dagger and shot from Ye Hao's other hand, and the speed was extremely fast.
Avoiding, the attention of the Xue master, instantly concentrated on the spurt of the dagger, the body is hard to move the distance of half a fist, the face only scratched by the dagger.
"call……"
This finger pointed for a moment, the Xue master was scared of a cold sweat, the breath has not yet breathed, the complexion is directly stiff, because the long sword in Ye Hao's hand has been pierced from his side neck.
The look of anger in Bingyue's eyes is more intense. He never imagined that the two of them were congenital and the four masters of the innate eight-fold realm besieged Ye Hao. Now, this situation has been formed.
A full six people, now only three people are left!
But Ye Hao only paid a very small price!
"You must kill him."
Bingyue found that Ye Hao had fled toward the distance, and suddenly the speed broke to the limit. He made up his mind, even if he was wounded, he would also entangle Ye Hao, and wait for the other two companions to trap Ye Hao, and then join forces. kill.
In the distance, the mountains.
The silver-haired old man showed an unexpected look. Ye Hao’s explosive power was stronger than he had imagined, and Ye Hao’s choice of fighting style was also very correct. He used a slightly faster speed and a slightly stronger explosive force. , fight.
"See what?" The silver-haired old man turned his head and looked at Qin Jian next to him. He hoped that his apprentice would give himself a more satisfactory answer.
Qin Jian hesitated for a moment, silently shook his head.
The silver-haired old man flashed a disappointing look at the bottom of his eyes. He observed Ye Hao’s fighting style and found a very important problem. That was when Ye Hao was strangled with six Xue masters, without any panic or even calm judgment. The situation, calculating the position and distance with the enemy, step by step to guide the opponent to the design of the killing.
"Do you think Ye Hao can kill the remaining three enemies?"
"he can!"
Qin Jian’s answer to this question is that the six powerful enemies can give the other party such a heavy blow. Today, only half of the enemies remain. As long as he continues to maintain the previous fighting style, he can put the remaining enemies one by one. Kill.