Feng Wuwu suddenly said with some solemnity, "Oh no, let's go to the front and have a look!" The old man seemed to feel that Yao Changtai, that strange and disgusting breath, was over there, maybe he was eyeing the refugees who were building the rent. ’

Ren Xiaochen also felt that something seemed to be happening in front of him at this time, the fire was surging, the screams sounded, and the screams were unconscious, but his consciousness was unfolded, but he saw that the red-eyed resentful corpse Yao Changtai was in a hurry to walk through the crowd, one in one hand, straight into the panicked townspeople, and the mountain people fell to the ground one by one, and the blood on his chest was gushing outward, and the red-eyed resentful corpse of Yao Changtai was full of blood, a pair of bright red hands on top of one hand, grasping the heart that was still stirring, a bloody mouth, a bite, and hot blood splashed everywhere in the heart, which made the pale face of the red-eyed resentful corpse soaked in blood, and the sharp teeth were exposed, like a demon.

Ren Xiaochen gasped in his heart, because what surprised him even more was that Yao Changtai at this time could see his realm at all, and it was like judging two people.

Feng Wuwu's face changed greatly, and he asked Ren Xiaochen, "It's the Yao Changtai that Ren Xiaoyou said, where is this still a person, it's clearly a flying corpse!"

Ren Xiaochen didn't know what a flying corpse was, but after hearing this, he knew that it was definitely not a good and idle corpse, so he didn't have time to ask more, the Qinglu sword, the sword in his hand, flew on the scabbard, waved the sword and pointed at Yao Changtai in the crowd, and galloped away.

Feng Wuwu also did not hesitate, a small pocket flipped down, and a big bow with the same body of blue light was pulled out of the small pocket, held in Feng Wuwu's hand, explored the storage bag with one hand, and took out a cyan rune between his fingers, pulled the bowstring, pulled the bow, and pulled the bow body, and Zhang Fulu instantly turned into a blue light arrow feather.

Feng Wuwu is eyes suddenly closed, and the bow was aimed at the chaotic crowd surging in front of him, and the red-eyed resentful corpse Yao Changtai was shot out with an arrow.

Ren Xiaochen is artificially the same sword, the Qinglu sword is out of his hand, and a shocking flood falls from the sky and pierces the red eyes of the resentful corpse of the heavenly spirit cover,

The red-eyed resentful corpse held the heart in his hand and was extremely hideous, and suddenly looked up at the heron sword that fell from the sky, giggling in his mouth, and spit out, a bone stick of Bai Sensen was held in his hand, and the white gas was constantly surrounding, which was extremely weird.

The red-eyed resentful corpse Yao Changtai suddenly spoke, and said in a deep voice, "Well, it's good, it's you, it's you, I know you, cut off one of my arms in the valley, that poor old man has now become one with me, I really want to thank you, but I also remember the hatred of your sword clearly, it's just a day and a night, I didn't expect it to be calculated so soon today? hahahaha." ’

Bai Sensen's bone stick swung upwards and smashed into the stabbing heron sword, blocking the fierce blow that fell from the sky.

The bone stick of Bai Sensen in the hands of the red-eyed resentful corpse was also shattered inch by inch in an instant, turning into white slag and scattered all over the ground. Seeing this, the corpse of the resentful spirit was red-eyed, and his mouth was blowing hard at Ren Xiaochen, who also fell from the sky, and a thick black gas rushed to let Xiaochen go, smelling fishy and smelling.

Ren Xiaochen didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly grabbed the heron sword, and when he held the hilt of the heron sword, the mana under his feet was suddenly urged, and his feet stepped on the scabbard and flew into the sky.

The black qi behind him was only hit by a sudden surge of human heads, turning into black gas heads, and chasing straight up.

Ren Xiaochen was taken aback when he heard the words of the red-eyed resentful corpse, and asked loudly, "Yao Changtai, you are now in front of me, how can you take away the corpse of the resentful corpse, I really think that you can act recklessly." After speaking, Ren Xiaochen stepped on the scabbard and stayed in mid-air, his fingers changed again and again, and the Qinglu sword also roared, the sword was swallowed, and Qingmang won a big victory, and his fingers pointed at the center of his eyebrows, with a solemn and serious expression.

Then, Ren Xiaochen shouted 'go' in his mouth.

The green heron sword is to go to the dragon again, and it is generally going back and forth in the night sky and circling up, plunging into the heads made of black gas, it is a burst of strangulation, and the blue light is passing back and forth, and the heads of the black gas are crushed by a blow, and they turn into black gas and begin to fall apart.

The red-eyed resentful corpse was furious, and hurriedly opened its mouth, and the black qi that began to disperse began to roll back like a tide, giving up the entanglement with Ren Xiaochen.

At this moment, a cyan beam of arrow feathers hit the chest of the resentful corpse, and the red-eyed resentful corpse was collecting the black qi that had collapsed, and it was too late to dodge, let alone make any effective defense, and it was able to clench its fist with one hand and punch it fiercely, colliding with the blue light arrow feather.

At the moment of collision, the blue light exploded, and the red-eyed resentful corpse roared, and its arm was blown off in half.

At this time, the black qi that was scattered everywhere had been sucked up, and the red-eyed resentful corpse stared in the direction where the arrow feather was shot, and said to himself, "It's the old thing that the dead old man remembers, the jealous old thing in the Tianfu Gate!"

The sound of the sword resounded above the head of the red-eyed corpse of the wraith, and in the distance another cyan storm came from far and near.

The dead corpse of the resentful spirit knows that it is, the extremely sharp flying sword fell from the sky, knowing that he is not the opponent of the two, and he also understands in his heart, both of them are not easy to mess with, they are entangled, they will definitely die, I am afraid that they can't leave if they want to retreat, the dead corpse of the resentful spirit can't do anything when they see it, it is a sharp retreat, and the release of the black small flying boat is flying away, it is a synthesis of one breath, and the speed of avoiding the danger of a sword is so fast that Ren Xiaochen can't see it.

The green heron sword stabbed into the air with a sword, and above the night sky of Ren Xiaochen, he could see it clearly in his divine sense, and he also knew that he was sure that the dead body of the resentful spirit had the intention of retreating, and he was afraid that he was going to take the road and escape.

Ren Xiaochen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Yao Changtai is running there" pointed at the Qinglu sword, and stabbed up like a shadow chasing the dead body of the resentful spirit, and Ren Xiaochen also caught up.

Feng Wuwu's blue light arrow feather was also shot by an arrow this time, a stone house that had just been built was blown to pieces by an arrow, and at this time, Feng Wuwu had already arrived, and he saw the red-eyed resentful corpse galloping away, and Ren Xiaochen's figure was also close behind.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu hurriedly transmitted the sound to Ren Xiaochen and said, "Ren Xiaoyou, don't chase it, don't chase it, the mountain god town is important." Then it was also a Fu Lu slapped on his body, and he flew into the air, chased after him, and hurriedly followed.

Ren Xiaochen chased after the corpse of the resentful spirit, and several consecutive swords were stabbed out, but they were narrowly avoided by the corpse of the resentful spirit, and the corpse of the resentful spirit did not forget to release some small bone spurs backwards to attack the riot Ren Xiaochen.

Ren Xiaochen gritted his teeth, and did not listen to Feng Wuwu's advice, but continued to pursue all the way, and Feng Wuwu had no choice but to follow all the way.

Day and night, all the way to the south, one escape and two chases, according to more than half a month, at this time the three of them had already left the territory of the Jin Kingdom, away from the Bolian Mountains into the territory of the Yan Kingdom.

The three of this person were also exhausted, and there were a few more big holes in the body of the dead corpse of the resentful spirit, and the dead corpse of the resentful spirit was scolding in his mouth, and the sound of the sword roaring behind him sounded again, and the dead corpse of the resentful spirit understood, I am afraid that the cyan arrow feather will also follow, and it has always been like this along the way, either the flying sword stabbed first or the blue light arrow feather flew off. Either it is the cyan light arrow feather flying, and then the flying sword is flying and stabbing in, and there is no new trick, fear and no freshness, but it is so simple, and the simple trick from the beginning to the present is to make the resentful corpse is bitter, there is no way, the two behind them are like dog skin plasters are sticking to the dead, and they have been stabbed by Ren Xiaochen's heron sword several times.

The resentful corpse knows that it doesn't matter if the sword is there, as long as it is not shot by the blue light arrow feather, then it will not worry about itself, so if you take a few more sword rays, you don't want to be hit by some arrow feathers.

But this time it was different, the sword stabbed straight into his head, and the cyan arrow feather was also difficult to dodge this time, and the resentful corpse knew that if he couldn't dodge this time, his life would definitely be lost.

Ren Xiaochen's face was pale, his eyes were slightly protruding, and his fingers pointed at the red-eyed corpse of the resentful spirit galloping in front of him again and again.

Feng Wuwu's face was only slightly pale, but he looked slightly better than Ren Xiaochen, holding the bow in his hand, taking the talisman, turning into a blue light arrow feather and shooting an arrow, directly taking the heart of the red-eyed resentful corpse.

Seeing this, the resentful corpse god also felt that he was powerless to dodge, and his hideous face shattered his corpse teeth, and with a loud roar, his body became shorter, and his skin began to dry down.

The cultivation that has not been able to be seen by Ren Xiaochen and Feng Wuwu is also revealed in an instant. Ren Xiaochen was shocked, 'In the middle of building the foundation, how is it possible?. ’

The old eyes of the wind and worry-free also suddenly lit up, and he said angrily, "The old man understands, at this time, the secret technique, the flying corpse is to escape." Ren Xiaoyou, hurry, hurry, stop him. ’

As soon as Feng Wuwu finished speaking, the roar of the red-eyed resentful spirit corpse above the black boat in front of him stopped abruptly, and the head glanced back at the two of them slightly, a head that had dried up, and the wrinkled face was only a skeleton with skin and bones, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was instantly lost.

Ren Xiaochen can see clearly, the cultivation of the red-eyed resentful corpse has fallen into the period of gathering qi, but it can still control the black small flying boat at a gallop, but the speed is not slow but fast, and the distance is opened in an instant, the speed is extremely fast, and now the flight speed of the resentful corpse is no longer comparable to the speed of Ren Xiaochen and Feng Wuwu.

It's like the chase of a tortoise and a rabbit, but it's a pity that Ren Xiaochen and Feng Wuwu are just those two slow tortoises.