Shifang Wusheng

Page 166

Wan Ling nodded.

"Well, the two meat fields have brought out different species. There are also golden tickets, dried meat, etc., which are convenient to take away, and they are all packed together. Everyone brought some, just to take away. It's just that after this day, the food... ..."

"It's okay, there are a lot of ingredients in Heiwu Mountain, but we need to be careful of ferocious beasts. It will be good to find suitable beasts to make meat fields again." Wei He smiled.

"That's good." Wan Ling nodded.

"Then let's go first. I'm afraid that the Chijing army may arrive at any time." Wei He said.

"Okay." Wan Ling nodded again.

The weird attitudes and conversations between the two revealed faintly that Wan Ling seemed to be headed by Wei He's suggested attitude.

This made Pan Rui and the others on the side feel weird, and their eyes kept turning between Wan Ling and Wei He.

"Master, be careful to lead everyone to follow. If you have any doubts, you can ask."

Wei He took the lead, jumped up, and accelerated away towards the west.

Wan Ling took Wan Qingqing with her, jumped up with Pan Rui and the others, and followed closely behind.

In a blink of an eye, a group of ten or so people disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Wan Ling carried Qingqing on her back and tried to walk as lightly as possible. After taking the healing medicine and taking such a period of recuperation and rest, she recovered a little bit of strength.

At this time, it may not be possible for her to fight against the masters of the same level, but it is not bad just to hurry.

Although Wan Qingqing's injury was horrific, after removing the dressing with the flying knife, the bleeding was stopped, and the powerful self-healing ability of the bone forging martial artist also began to show.

The wound quickly coagulated the bleeding scar by itself, blocking the bleeding port.The blocked blood vessels were gently dredged by Wan Ling.

Such an injury can return to normal as long as it takes a few months of recuperation.

Wan Ling had complicated emotions in her heart. Looking at Wei He's tall and burly back in front of her, she didn't know why, but she felt a faint sense of peace of mind.

It was a feeling she had never felt before.

In the dense forest, the figures of the Wanqing Court passed by quickly, and galloped towards the west.

Soon.

A purple falcon suddenly flew across the air.

With a trace of hatred in the sharp eagle eyes, he stared at the group of people who were galloping below.

The falcon flapped its wings and glided for a while, then turned back and dived.

Passing through a large forest, it soon landed on the arm of a thick man.

The falcon chirped a few times in a low voice, and flapped its wings to cooperate with the movement, as if to convey some message.

After listening carefully, the man turned around and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord, according to the information given by Master You's love eagle, the murderer who killed Master You is heading west towards Heiwu Mountain. He probably intends to enter Heiwu Mountain to avoid our pursuit."

In the rear, Zhou Xingtong and a group of elites from the Jin and Punishment Department of the Chijing Army stood in the dark and listened quietly.

"Can you stop it?" an adjutant asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, their speed depends on the weakest third blood, and they also carry a lot of luggage. We will chase after them with a few elite experts, and we should be able to catch up before entering the Black House Mountain." The man said quickly.

"My lord..." The adjutant wanted to speak, but Zhou Xingtong stopped him by raising his hand.

"You are too slow, I will intercept people first."

He looked up at the crescent moon in the middle of the night.

"It's been a long time since this time has killed people. Poison expert? Hey."

He casually threw the steel whip to his deputy, and took off his armor, helmet, arm guards, and leg guards.

Wearing only a gray suit, he moved his body.

"My lord, isn't it a bit too risky?" The adjutant hesitated.

"It doesn't matter. Do you think I haven't encountered a rebellious army's poison master on the battlefield?" Zhou Xingtong sneered. "Okay, get ready for a quick march. They can't run!"

He is bare-handed, arched, stooped.

Bang! !

Two small craters exploded on the ground, and people turned into sharp arrows and charged into the distant night forest.

Under the hazy light and shadow, the person turned into a phantom in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

His speed at this time was actually much faster than when he singled out Tianyin Jiuzi before.

In the dense forest, the fog gradually filled.

The tall and straight trees loomed in the white mist and turned into pitch black.

The mist seemed to be glowing with light, pure white light, and the trees had turned into some terrible, eerie black shadow.

The leaves with dewdrops on the ground reflected a faint white glow, and at first glance, it seemed to be covered with a carpet of white light spots.

The closer you get to Heiwu Mountain, the more mysterious the scene in the forest becomes.

puff!

Wei He suddenly stopped, and looked back with narrowed eyes.

The dark woods behind him were mixed with white mist, and nothing could be seen.

"What's the matter?" Pan Rui followed closely, and immediately stopped to ask.

She stopped, and all the remaining disciples of Wanqingmen stopped behind.

Finally, Wan Ling, who was carrying Wan Qingqing on her back, also stared, sensing something and turning her head to look back.

"Someone is chasing him, and the speed is not slow." Wan Ling said in a deep voice.

"I'll stay and deal with the pursuers, and you continue to move forward. Remember, don't let go of the medicine pill under your tongue."

Wei He turned around and walked back.

"Let's go together!" Wan Ling said urgently. "I've come here, there are poisonous barriers everywhere, is it possible that the person behind dares to continue?"

Wei He got down on the ground and listened to the ground.

"He didn't stop, his footsteps were heavy, and there was only one person. You go first, and I will catch up after I solve it."

"But..." Wan Ling wanted to say something else.

"No but." Wei He squinted at her.

Wan Ling was silent for a while.

"Okay, you have to be careful! We don't have you to lead the way, it's hard to settle down in Heiwushan."

"Don't worry." Wei He stood up, took out a pair of white silk gloves from his pocket, and put them on lightly.

The somewhat abnormal conversation between the two made Pan Rui and the others look weird, but it was hard to say anything at this time.I can only endure it.

Obviously, something may have happened before that caused the head of the hospital to give priority to Wei He's opinions.

"Let's go!" Wan Ling also made a decisive decision. Those who can cultivate to the limit of bone forging will definitely not be mediocre.

She knew that if she continued to stay, with her seriously injured body, Wan Qingqing in a coma, and a vote of three bloods, it would be Wei He's drag.

So leaving quickly at this time is the right thing to do.

The group of people quickly flipped their clothes, swept into the depths of the dense forest, and disappeared into the mist.

Wei He was left alone, moved his fingers, looked calm, and walked in the opposite direction.

Since there is only one person, there is nothing to hide.

Now that things are up to now, it doesn't really matter whether you hide your cultivation or not.After this time, Wanqingmen will definitely become a wanted criminal.

So no matter what, just pursue the maximum gain.

There is only one reason why Chi Jingjun dared to catch up.

That is, they haven't died enough...

Chapter 166

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Every time Zhou Xingtong stomped heavily on the ground, he would lift his body and fly forward at low altitude.

He was born with supernatural power and copper skin, even if he didn't wear armor, it would be easy for him to travel like this.

Perfectly burst out all the power.

Power, especially high-explosive power, can also be smoothly converted into speed.

Although his speed is not as fast as a martial artist who specializes in leg skills, it's not too far behind.

His super strength gave him a huge advantage in straight-line sprinting.

In fact, armor and armor are just a burden to a master of his level.

The higher the level, the higher the cultivation base, and the lesser the effect of weapons and armor.

Therefore, most of the armor is mostly used for decoration, or for protection of weak soldiers.

And for warriors of his level, wearing armor is more of an identity.

wow.

Stepping on a puddle of water, a large splash of water splashed.Even the silt and rotten leaves inside flew out.

The original puddle instantly turned into a wet pothole.

Zhou Xingtong suddenly slowed down, rushed forward a few steps along the inertia, and then stopped.

"Who!? Get out!"

He stared coldly at the front, where the fog was filled, and there was a faint sound of breathing among the hazy tree shadows.

Pop, pop.

A shadow slowly walked out of the mist.

It was a powerful cheetah with a black body and two black horns on its head.

The cheetah is more than four meters long, the muscles of the whole body rise and fall, and it walks quietly, full of strength and beauty.

"Different horned leopard?"

Zhou Xingtong rushed forward suddenly, scaring the panther to turn around and run, swishing into the dense forest and disappearing.

He suddenly laughed amusedly.

After removing a small episode, continue to accelerate forward.

There was the low chirping of a purple falcon faintly above his head, constantly guiding him in the direction.

The trees on both sides are getting taller, straighter and thicker, and the fog is getting thicker.

Zhou Xingtong took out a light green bead, stuffed it into his mouth, pressed it under his tongue, and continued to move forward.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again.

A figure stood quietly on a tree branch directly in front of him, looking down at him from a height.

The figure was tall and burly, and his height of two meters was not bad among ordinary people.

The man's black hair was spread out over his shoulders, and he was wearing a large black cloak. Standing in the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly.

"Zhou Xingtong?" The man was surprised.

"Are you the little mouse who killed my subordinates before?" Zhou Xingtong licked his lips, his eyes became ferocious.

"Mouse? Huh..." The figure jumped slightly and landed on the ground, revealing a cold and ordinary face.

It was Wei He who had just separated from Wan Ling and the others.

"A fight?" He looked at Zhou Xingtong who was taller than him.

"Hit? Nobody! What are you!"