Yang Zhenting's so-called "heroic qi" surged out, swept from the ground, and swept away the thick fog everywhere he went, so that the snow gradually recovered.

Until Qin Yao's figure appeared in front of Yang Zhenting, the mercury-like aura could not continue to move forward. It seems that the strength of Yang Zhenting and Wu Yin, the two medium true descendants, has reached a relatively balanced state, although Wu Yin seems to be on the defensive.

"Your Excellency is so handsome!" Yang Zhenting sneered, he didn't seem to know Wu Yin, "I don't know what the purpose of coming to this East Forest is ......?"

"Kill Qin Yao. The voice of the foggy faint sounded, faint as a ghost, "There should be no conflict with Chief Yang's teaching." ”

Yang Zhenting laughed: "If this is the case, then Your Excellency, please be." ”

After speaking, Yang Zhenting's aura suddenly disappeared, and he withdrew into his body in an instant. Then the fog spread again, like a squeezed sponge regaining its expansion.

Qin Yao was also shrouded again.

In fact, Qin Yao wanted to take the opportunity to escape just now, but Yang Zhenting's terrifying aura was even more powerful, suppressing him so much that he couldn't move calmly. He felt that as long as he moved with all his strength, he could trigger even more powerful suppression and counterattack.

Now that he was shrouded in thick fog again, Qin Yao was anxious in his heart - a fog concealment was enough trouble, and there was another Yang Zhenting. Even if he attacked with all his strength and barely broke this spell of Wu Yin, what could he do? Yang Zhenting was eyeing him outside.

And what is more curious is that Wu Yin actually knows Yang Zhenting's identity, and it seems that he has done his homework a lot.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Yao whispered, but he knew that Wu Yin could hear it, "Can you make sure that Yang Zhenting has a good intention? When you consume most of your mental power because you killed me, can you guarantee that he won't attack you? ”

Wu Yin sneered in a low voice: "I have my own way to settle down, you better think about yourself." ”

After speaking, the fog turned into a light wind again, and the murderous atmosphere was soaring.

Qin Yao hurriedly resisted, and the Longyang Demon Breaking Sword in his hand slashed with all his might, trying to keep the opponent from approaching. This dismal visual distance gives him very limited reaction time, and he can only fend off the opponent's attacks in a physically demanding way.

And Wu Yin is a killer leader with extremely skilled assassination skills, even if Qin Yao's long sword is impenetrable, he still finds flaws in it, and it is extremely threatening to attack again and again.

Finally, the lancet passed through the gap of the Longyang Sword, and while the tricks were old and not yet coherent to come up with new moves, the lancet stabbed Qin Yao in the heart.

It almost stabbed it in the heart, but it was already very sinister. Coupled with the wound on his stomach just now, there are now two important wounds on Qin Yao's body, and he may not be able to support him at any time.

It didn't take long for another sneak attack, but this time Qin Yao suddenly hit a continuous crit, and his mouth kept thinking-

"Boom, boom, boom! boom!"

The five consecutive lowest-level word explosion spells only consumed a total of fifty points of mental power, but five light pills were emitted.

These light pellets have no possibility of injuring the opponent, but they play a role in guiding and interfering - if they explode somewhere, it means that the opponent is somewhere, and once they explode, they also play a role in distracting the opponent to some extent.

Moreover, Qin Yao was stabbed again in his body, and finally recognized the location of the other party—in the direction of the explosion of one of the light pills. Without saying a word, he pounced and grabbed his opponent!

At the same time, the power spell is blessed on his body, so that the other party has no possibility of breaking free.

Finally grabbed his wrist, and even Wu Yin must have been startled. And when the blood began to flow frantically on the wrist, the fog was even more terrifying.

Poof!

The other hand reached out the lancet and stabbed Qin Yao in the stomach twice in a row, so Qin Yao had already been injured four times.

But when the Lancet tried to strike again, the hand of the Fog was bitten by Bai and Hei. Exceeding the power of the true tiger to pounce down, it can still seriously affect the movement of the fog hidden. And the little tiger bit down violently, directly biting through the blood vessels of Wuyin's hand!

Blood was gurgling, and Mist Yin also felt that his own blood qi had been sucked by at least a third, so that his realm had fallen to the point of being an inferior true descendant. Considering that the blood vessels in his other hand were bitten and his combat effectiveness was greatly damaged, now he couldn't even beat an inferior true descendant.

"Get out of here!" Fog Yin erupted in anger and rolled hard.

And at this time, Qin Yao's body was already full of blood qi, after all, he had already devoured a lot from the defender before, so it was impossible to continue to swallow it, which gave Wu Yin a chance to breathe.

At the same time, Wu Yin is not a simple killer, this guy is full of killing weapons all over his body. The knee kicked hard and slammed into Qin Yao's stomach, just enough to break the three wounds on his stomach and spurt blood. Qin Yao then let go of his hands and rolled far away in pain.

Bai and Hei were about to bite Wuyin's neck again with hatred, but they were caught by Wuyin and grabbed it fiercely. But fortunately, Wu Yin's strength was not very large, and the white and black were so heavy, so the little tiger turned his head and bit the mouth of the Wu Yin Tiger, and took advantage of the moment when the other party's hand was loose, and swooped to Qin Yao's side.

In this fog, it couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and it didn't dare to separate too far from Qin Yao, for fear of being separated. Moreover, Qin Yao is so seriously injured now, he also needs it to take care of him.

But at this moment, Bai Jiahe suddenly found that his visibility seemed to have improved a lot. That's right, because the overall realm of the fog hidden blood qi was reduced after being sucked wildly, then the realm advantage over Qin Yao was much smaller, so that the visual range formed by Qin Yao's word-breaking spell suddenly expanded to more than ten meters.

And within five or six meters of the body, the line of sight is basically clearly visible, only a layer of mist. Therefore, in this situation, it is basically impossible for Wu Yin to assassinate Qin Yao through a sneak attack.

And if he wants to attack, he may still have a certain advantage, but what about Bai and Black? Qin Yao is holding on, and if Bai and Black sneak attack from behind, Wu Yin has no chance of winning at all.

At this moment, Wu Yin was deeply aware of his embarrassment and helplessness, and he was sure that Qin Yao was indeed a strange existence that could wrestle with a medium true descendant. Whether he dealt with Shen Songxi or the Lord of Greed before, the final victory could not all be attributed to luck.

Now Fog Hide is starting to retreat a little, because he is a killer, and his specialty is assassination. When it comes to a frontal attack, it means he's positioned wrong.

And he was also shocked by the loss of his blood, and he wasn't sure if he could make it back.

Just when he hesitated, who knew that Qin Yao was also retreating. Although he can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, now he has only one goal - escape!

He couldn't fight anymore because it was very miserable now. If you let go of everything and win dismally, you will have to deal with a terrifying Yang Zhenting outside, and you have no chance of winning.

So while he still had a little bit of mental power, he blessed himself with a five-minute word curse - which had almost exhausted all the mental power in his body, even the last half of the demon core just now.

At the same time, he connected only a trace of telekinesis with the Dragon Yang Demon Breaking Sword, so the sword began to pump the kidney yang in his body, and that sense of emptiness struck again.

But what followed was a powerful increase in the power of the Longyang Sword, and the ability to break the enemy's spells was also greatly enhanced. Coupled with the effect of the word-breaking spell, he rushed and swung it vigorously, and actually broke through the dense fog spell, and his figure rushed into the snowy environment outside!

And because of the effect of the blessing spell, now his figure is like a ghost, which caught Yang Zhenting outside off guard.

Seeing Qin Yao rushing over, he didn't try to suppress it with a holy chant until he saw him, who knew that Qin Yao was dancing wildly with a sword, and a sword slashed at his arm.

The old guy roared and took a step back, a bloody hole had been cut on his arm, so dangerous. If the reaction was a little slower, this arm would have been abolished by Qin Yao. And once the arm is gone, wouldn't the end be a virtue with Shen Songxi? You must know that the holy recitation of the Holy Sect requires the hands to be folded, and if you become a one-armed man, you will not be able to make a handprint.

I'm scared for a while.

And in this mistaken time when he was afraid and worried, Qin Yao had already turned into an afterimage and flew out, disappearing into the vast snowy night like an arrow from the string.

It seems that no one has this speed.

And if he soared for five minutes in a row, according to Qin Yao's current rabbit-like speed, it would be possible to run out for ten miles.

To chase or not to chase? And the fog in front of me seems to have failed, why?

At this time, Yang Zhenting received a phone call. In fact, when he encountered Wuyin just now, he reported the situation here to his superiors, and his superiors also asked him to pay close attention to the results of the battle between Wuyin and Qin Yao and ensure that he would report it at any time.

Of course, the boss also knew the news that the rest of the defenders were all wiped out, and reprimanded Yang Zhenting. It's just that Yang Zhenting needs to do things now, so the reprimand from above is enough.

"What, let Qin Yao escape?" the superiors were slightly surprised on the phone, perhaps they didn't expect that the powerful Wu Yin would also fail, "You continue to search for Qin Yao, and we will continue to send arrest forces...... Hmph, this useless thing, erase him!"

Yang Zhenting sneered and hung up the phone, his hands clenched the wat board again, and the so-called Haoran aura came out majestically, completely dispelling the dense fog that was now gloomy.

Wu Yin, who was injured and had his blood drawn, turned slightly pale, and clearly felt Yang Zhenting's malice.

"What does Mr. Yang mean?"

Yang Zhenting: "Isn't it the natural duty of my Holy Sect Guardian to kill a killer like you?"

Mist's pupils contracted suddenly: "Your Excellency is not joking. ”

Yang Zhenting: "Does Lao Tzu seem to be a joker? Go die!"

……

The combination of Yang Zhenting and Wuyin's fire gave Qin Yao more time to escape. It's just that the injury is too bad, and the bleeding doesn't stop. Moreover, the side effects of the kidney yang being drained appeared again, and the body gradually began to be unable to support it.

Finally, in the midst of running at high speed, he plunged headlong into the snow.