Shen Muzhi was in the corner of the wall, took off the Yuan Army clothes on his body, tied it to his left hand, which was already unable to move, fixed it a little, and then tied the saber hanging on his waist behind him.

When he had done this, he kept an eye out for the sentinels on the watchtowers on either side, and as their eyes wandered away, he quickly climbed over the wall and reached the outside of the wooden wall.

Before he could stand firm, a hot wind hit him, and there was a roaring fire.

When Shen Muzhi came, there were not many braziers outside the wooden wall, and there were at least five or six zhang apart between the two braziers. This distance of five or six zhang is impossible to cover with the light of two braziers alone. There must have been a distance in the middle that was dark, enough to cover Shen Muzhi to pass through it without being easily spotted by the sentinels.

But at this moment, there were more than twice as many braziers outside. The distance between the two braziers is at most a little more than a zhang. The light of the fire overlapped with the light of the fire, illuminating the distance from the wooden wall to the trench as if it were day, and all darkness was kept out.

Although Shen Muzhi is good, the distance from the wooden wall to the trench is not long, for him, it is only a few steps away. But now it was so bright that he could be spotted by the sentry on the watchtower above.

Once discovered, it is bound to be pursued.

Shen Muzhi has a wind talisman on his body, and ordinary martial artists may not be able to catch up with him even if they ride a horse. However, in this military camp, there are not only ordinary martial artists.

The thunder talisman he threw out with a wind thunderball before, although the power was not small, it might not be able to hurt that person in any way.

That person's strength is definitely more than the lower realm, otherwise, he would not be powerless to resist.

This mountain monk has many means, he can have a wind charm, and people may not have similar means. If this man came after him, he was not sure that he would be able to escape.

Moreover, once there were pursuers behind him, he would not be able to join Elder Jin. Elder Jin had already informed him of this.

Shen Muzhi clinged to the wooden wall, looking at the flames in front of him that twisted wildly in the wind, and his heart was solemn.

At this time, the sky was still rumbling. But this rain has never fallen.

If it rains, it's a good thing for him.

But the rain didn't fall, and he couldn't wait here forever.

Right now, there is still chaos in this big camp, but they will not continue to be chaotic, once it stabilizes, someone will come out to look for him.

On the side of the Strange Stone Valley, they should have noticed the sky-high fire here, and maybe some soldiers have already begun to come to the rescue.

If he doesn't leave now, once he is caught between the front and back at that time, even if that 'hard stubble' doesn't mix, it will be difficult for him to escape again!

The reality of the situation did not allow Shen Muzhi to hesitate much, he could only take a risk.

Shen Muzhi paid attention to the sentries on the watchtowers on both sides, gritted his teeth, put his right foot on the wooden wall behind him, kicked hard, and in an instant, his body was like a sharp arrow off the string, heading forward, breaking through the air.

The distance of seven or eight zhang is just around the corner of the eye. As soon as Shen Mu landed, he rolled forward and rolled into the trench in front of him.

There was a soft crack, and half of his body sank into the mud. He leaned against the wall of the trench, did not immediately go forward, listened quietly for a while, and after hearing no movement, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that no one had noticed him just now.

After settling down, Shen Muzhi bent down, almost clinging to the mud, and then dragged his steps and walked forward slowly. As long as he passed through this trench, he would have a much better chance of escaping.

Shen Muzhi was like a black fish, constantly twisting his body forward in the mud.

It took him a while before he finally touched the hard dirt on the other side. The bright firelight had been thrown behind him. Shen Muzhi glanced back, and the big camp was still in chaos in a sky-high fire.

He breathed a sigh of relief, climbed the mud wall with his right hand, and crawled out of the trench. Just as he was about to jump into the big stream next to him, he suddenly heard a rustling sound around him.

More than one, a lot of rustling sounds.

It's like countless insects that have suddenly woken up from the dead grass.

Shen Muzhi's scalp exploded suddenly, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged into his heart. Subconsciously, with his right hand grabbed back, he ripped the saber off his back and grabbed it in his hand.

More than a dozen black shadows, among the dead grass on the other side of the big stream, slowly stood up, like hunters who had been in ambush for a long time, and finally waited for his prey to enter the net. At this moment, it is time to close the net.

A thunderclap suddenly exploded, and thick lightning swept through the dark clouds, and the white light flashed away.

At this time, both the prey and the hunter moved.

The first drop of rain fell, snapped, and smashed on Shen Muzhi's cheek. Immediately after, a stream of blood spilled from the chest of the soldier opposite him and sprinkled on his face.

He licked his lips, fishy sweet and salty.

Heavy rain followed, with the sound of roaring rain, rumbling thunder, and howling wind......

These voices, the sound of swords, and the sound of screams, were all muffled one by one.

The blood was scattered by the heavy rain, and the swaying figures were blown down by the strong wind, but they stood up stubbornly......

On the side of the Strange Stone Valley, there was a sudden sound of gold......

They're going to collect their troops!

The sky-high fire in the camp of the Yuan army in the rear was finally gradually extinguished in the pouring rain.

The braziers outside the wooden walls were also extinguished one by one.

The whole world fell into a cloud of darkness that could not be seen.

Even a martial artist like Shen Muzhi with good skills was still obstructed.

Boom Boom Boom –

Three times in succession, three bucket-sized bolts of lightning fell into the crowd one after another, severed limbs, blood mixed with damp dirt and withered grass, splashing everywhere.

The screams rang out one after another, but they were quickly suppressed by the heavy rain.

A tenacious figure finally broke through the encirclement, staggered to the hillside, and fled.

Behind him, there were three or four figures, chasing after him.

Shen Muzhi couldn't tell whether it was rain or blood on his face, his left hand was fixed in front of him, he couldn't move, and his right hand was holding the knife tightly, but he couldn't help trembling.

Limped up the hill with both legs, running as hard as he could.

Everything in front of him was fading into obscurity.

He glanced back at the pursuers behind him, they were probably not seriously injured, and their feet were very fast, and they were getting closer and closer. After Shen Muzhi turned his head, while he was still conscious, he hurriedly used a wind talisman. With the injection of spiritual power, the runes on the wind talisman lit up one by one, and then, the howling wind around him surged towards him, Shen Muzhi suddenly felt that his whole body was a lot lighter, and one step was a distance of one or two zhang, as if the wind was sweeping the earth, and it was far away in an instant.

With the help of the Wind Talisman, he quickly shook off his pursuers and rushed into the mountains and forests.

It's just that what awaits him is not Elder Jin, but the empty, dark and lonely mountains and forests.

The pursuers did not give up the pursuit because of his sudden increase in speed, and still rushed towards the side of the mountain forest. Shen Mu couldn't find Elder Jin for a while, so in desperation, he had to flee to the depths of the mountains and forests first, so as not to be caught up by the pursuers who caught up.

However, it didn't take long for Shen Muzhi to faint due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion of physical strength.

In the dark forest, he was running fast, but suddenly his body slammed down, and then plunged headlong into the thick deciduous mud on the ground.

There was a muffled bang, which frightened many animals around, and they all fled for a while.

Outside the mountain forest, the remaining few pursuers had already chased to the edge of the mountain forest, looking at the thick darkness inside, which was a little breathless, several people invariably stopped.

"Boss, are you still chasing?" asked the one on the left, turning his head to look at the man in the middle, gasping for breath.

The man in the middle was silent for a while, then shook his head, and then instructed the person on the left: "You go back and report to the Yanshi, and the third child and I will stay here." ”

The man on the left received the order, and without hesitation, turned around and went down the hill.

The remaining two looked at the pitch-black mountain forest that seemed to devour people, and cautiously approached it.