First, he aimed all the silver needles in his left hand at the madman's stamina and threw it out, Zhang Yang rolled his body in the opposite direction of the madman, and then by inertia, Zhang Yang's left hand that threw out the silver needles to the ground forcefully, forming a reverse thrust, he jumped into the air, and threw all the silver needles in his right hand at the madman who turned his head, and stabbed them densely into the madman's face.

Hit!

Zhang Yang was pleasantly surprised, eight silver needles, at least five of which pierced the heart of the madman.

He didn't expect this attack to cause the madman to be fatally wounded, he just wanted to slow down his pursuit.

As long as he can feel pain, the madman is not invulnerable, and Zhang Yang has a chance to subdue him!

While thinking, Zhang Yang fled until he ran dozens of steps, and the sense of crisis in his heart had not decreased, and even tended to increase.

Zhang Yang felt a little uneasy, he looked back, and took out some silver needles from his bag as a precaution.

Yu Guang saw the figure chasing after him, Zhang Yang hurriedly turned his head to take a closer look, and he was horrified at this look.

"Is this Nima still human?!"

Zhang Yang burst into a foul mouth, only to see that the madman's face and neck were full of silver needles, plus Zhang Yang made up another knife behind him, first on his head silver needles all over, more than twenty!

Most of them are inserted into fatal acupuncture points, and ordinary people will die violently on the spot even if they hit one!

Even if Long Tian takes three or five beats, it won't be much better, and if he doesn't die, he has to shed his skin, and it is common to hurt his muscles and bones.

This is Zhang Yang's trick to cooperate with the nine needles against the sky, but now it has no effect on the madman at all.

The silver needle in his hand was almost used up, and Zhang Yang had no other tricks.

I'm afraid that other moves will not have much effect on the madman, and if I go back to fight now, I will definitely find death.

"Find a way to get rid of this madman first, and then find a way when it's safe. ”

Zhang Yang thought in his heart, he didn't believe that the dozens of stitches just now had no effect on the madman at all, and there was no shortage of numbness, pain, and laughter in the acupuncture points.

Even if they are not fatal, the effect of these dense acupuncture points can greatly delay the opponent's movements.

After running for a while, Zhang Yang felt a little understanding, all the way down, he was in a hurry with his true qi, the terrain in Qinggu was complicated, he was not familiar with the terrain, he could only go straight all the way and did not dare to detour, so after a while, the true qi in his body was about to be exhausted, and he had to rest for a while.

There's a boulder in front of you, and some tall trees nearby, which look like you should be able to hide your shape.

Just go over there, find a place to hide and enter the state of turtle breath, the madman should not be able to find it for a short time, and quietly recover his strength for a while, so that the chance of escape is greater.

While thinking, Zhang Yang did so, ran to the stubborn rock, and he lay down and dived.

When the Turtle Breath Technique is cast, the heartbeat and breathing are suppressed to the lowest again, and after such a crazy run, the Turtle Breath Technique can only suppress the heartbeat and breathing to the normal state.

No, this will definitely be discovered, Zhang Yang said secretly in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at how far the madman was from him, and at a glance, he found that there was no trace of the madman.

What about people?

Seeing the back road where no one was around, Zhang Yang's heart rose with extreme uneasiness.

The unknown is terrifying, and if the opponent can see it, even if he can't fight it, he has a chance to escape.

Zhang Yang was worried in his heart, and cautiously surrounded him, but he didn't find any trace of the madman.

After confirming many times that there was no one in the vicinity, could it be that the madman just left?

There was no figure of the madman for the time being, Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, he lay on the ground exhausted, did not skimp on his right to breathe air, gasped for breath, and eased the violent consumption of the run just now.

This guy is too fierce, isn't it? Even if you chase me like this, as long as it lasts for more than half a day, you don't need a madman to do it, Zhang Yang can be directly exhausted to death, and he will die of exhaustion on the way to escape.

Zhang Yang's vigilance was also relaxed a little, and he planned to continue to carefully look for Xia Yu after recovering his strength, and the madman couldn't face it head-on.

After gasping for a while, Zhang Yang was about to sit up, his abdomen was straining, and he endured the pain Zhang Yang sat up, looked directly in the direction of the front, and Zhang Yang's scalp exploded instantly.

That madman was on the other side and kept looking at him!

Why didn't I feel it at all before!

It was too late to escape, and Zhang Yang saw him walking with ghostly footwork, grabbing his neck with one hand and lifting him into the air.

Uh!

Zhang Yang kicked and punched, struggling, because of the lack of oxygen, his face was pinched by the neck and turned into the color of pig liver, from red to purple little by little, and after holding it for a while, it would soon turn black again.

"Hehe, hehe......" The madman laughed stupidly, he couldn't see, both eyes were blind, and there were silver needles thrown out by Zhang Yang in the sockets of the eyes.

He didn't pull out the needle when it was full of needles, as if he didn't feel it, and they still stuck to it.

The hand that pinched Zhang Yang's neck kept exerting force, and the madman said vague words while laughing in his mouth, "Looking for death, hehe, death, hehe......"

If I don't breathe again, I'll really die!

The thoughts in Zhang Yang's head became less and less, because of the lack of oxygen and severe pain, his consciousness gradually began to blur.

Is it just dead here?

Just dead?

"No, I'm not going to die here!" roared Zhang Yang.

The madman was surprised when he heard Zhang Yang speak, and the strength of pinching Zhang Yang's neck became a lot smaller, he wanted to drag Zhang Yang to his ear and listen to what Zhang Yang said.

Zhang Yang got a moment of breathing, inhaled frantically, and when he reached the madman's ear, he bit the madman's ear and tore it with a big mouth, wanting to tear off the madman's ear in one fell swoop.

The madman screamed when he was bitten by Zhang Yang, and he threw Zhang Yang out violently in pain, touching his ears with both hands.

"Poof!"

Slammed into the boulder, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, soaking the grass below.

Fortunately, it was the back, otherwise it would have cost Zhang Yang's life this time.

Behind is a dead end, a horse and a flat river, you can't run away from a madman, and you can only die if you take the road you just came.

Behind the madman are the mountains and forests, on both sides of the clear valley, and the road above is made up by rugged vines, and there is more hope of running there to live.

Zhang Yang's eyes were red, and he pulled out a dagger from his calf, this was a weapon he took from Long Tian, and it was the only one, he didn't know how to use a knife.

The madman was furious when he saw that Zhang Yang, a nasty rat, dared to take the initiative to rush over, and roared at the sky, he waved two fists and hammered Zhang Yang.

Bang.

Bang.

Zhang Yang snorted twice, felt a huge pain in his back, and several ribs were broken in his chest.

"Ahh

He yelled, plunged a dagger deep into the madman's back, pulled it out with a bloody glow, and rolled down with a flamboyant look.

Wrap yourself in a ball, roll all the way, and run out from under the nose of the madman.