The addition of the dragon soul made Wen Yiming no longer distracted, he threw off his steps and ran, constantly throwing spears at Zhou Gang as he struggled to catch up.

He knew that Zhou Gang's escape route was Huangchong Ridge, and the headquarters of the Holy Altar was very likely to be in the Western Regions, not to mention anything else, with the state of him and the dragon soul, even if Long Xiuzhu was killed, they would be wiped out.

The appearance of the dragon soul gave birth to a deterrent effect, several waves of people were killed on the spot in a row, and no one dared to come forward, and the dragon soul entered the wood spirit shuttle again and did not help, they wanted to maintain this state of balance, although they knew that Wen Yiming could fall at any time, but they believed that it must be the instructor who had the last laugh.

There are also masters of the Youyue Dynasty and Pear Blossom Valley in the crowd, forcibly pressing their minds that are about to move, they are not afraid of the dragon soul whose combat strength has not recovered, in order to be foolproof, they have already sent out the news, just waiting for Wen Yiming to chase into the territory of the Youyue Dynasty, and Wan Tianyin is personally arranging thousands of troops and horses, with Wen Yiming's state, it is enough to consume him to death.

Wen Yiming's spears were thrown out one after another, Zhou Gang insisted on it, he heard someone transmitting that he should quickly enter the territory of the Youyue Dynasty according to the best route, which is called the Two Coffin Mountain, and there is an army of iron hooves and countless masters in ambush in the cliff valley shaped like two coffins.

For Zhou Gang, this news was like a long drought, he was so excited that he was about to cry, and with the hope of survival, Zhou Gang suddenly changed from a dead dog to a rhinoceros, and rushed forward desperately.

In Zhou Gang's torment, the sun is rising in the east.

Near noon, he finally saw the two coffin mountains in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh excitedly, at that moment he seemed to give birth to infinite strength, and he actually began to speed up, and rushed into the valley in a short time.

"What about people?" As soon as Zhou Gangfang rushed into the valley, he yelled, how could he have the demeanor of a martial artist, like a deceived child who began to sprinkle.

His speed dropped in an instant, and the sky hidden in the depths of the valley secretly scolded Zhou Gang for being an idiot, not knowing how to lure the enemy deeper.

"Old dog!"

Wen Yiming slowed down in Zhou Gang's loss, and attacked with a gun.

Zhou Gang panted like an ox, and resolutely sacrificed two heavy swords to turn around and pounce, rather than being consumed to death, it was better to fight to the death, and die with Wen Yiming.

"Ho ah——!"

Zhou Gang hissed and roared as hard as he could, and the two heavy swords slashed horizontally and vertically, almost like the backbite of a mad dog, which really forced Wen Yiming into a hurry, and picked out more than ten shots in a row, relying on the defense of the Xuanwu Inner Armor to take a heavy slash again and start to attack.

At the end of the pursuit, the two of them attacked each other on the spot like ordinary people, and the madness was eye-catching, and the two sides relied on forging and cultivating to kill each other purely with physical strength, without the slightest idea of defensive defense, and deduced to everyone what it means to be desperate.

The sound of the dragon spear and the two heavy swords colliding was endless, and sometimes there was the sound of the spear head entering the flesh and the heavy sword cutting, and the blood splashed on each other's faces, all of which were hideous and terrifying.

Zhou Gang's blood was mostly caused by the dragon spear assassination, while Wen Yiming was mostly slashed by the heavy sword on his body, and the impact was sprayed through the shock of the Xuanwu inner armor.

Hand-to-hand combat, hand-to-hand combat, this is the lowest end of the battle, but it is also the most dangerous battle, and life and death can be separated in an instant.

There was a rumbling sound from the depths of the valley, and two teams of iron cavalry were killed at the mouth of the valley, sealing the valley mouth of the two coffin mountains at the same time, Qi Tianyin led several generals to rise into the air, and Zhenyuan said loudly: "The Youyue Dynasty united with the Pear Blossom Valley to kill Wen Yiming, eliminate harm for the south, and kill ——! ”

The martial arts cultivators quickly retreated, watching from a distance, all shaking their heads and sighing, knowing that Wen Yiming was going to die this time.

The dragon soul was in a hurry, the wood spirit shuttle landed extremely quickly, they and Wen Yiming's state at the moment could not fight at all, although these armies were all low-level martial arts cultivators, and some were even in the martial arts stage, and even in the refining period, but everyone understood the truth of ants biting elephants to death, especially in the sky, there were nearly ten military generals, and the two brothers Qi Tianyin and Fei Tianming were even military generals at the ninth level, and they had to escape.

Wen Yiming's concentration was within twenty meters, and when he heard the sound of iron hooves roaring in the valley, he already understood the danger he was in.

And at this moment, Zhou Gang had dozens of holes up and down his body, and the attack of swaying steps was already fluttering, Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and forcibly extracted the only true yuan to burst out of the attack, and the heavy sword of Zhou Gang's right hand with only three fingers was instantly picked up by the dragon spear, followed by the pop of the gun into the flesh.

"Uhh——!h

Wen Yiming roared wildly, and the dragon spear slammed desperately, ignoring the shouts of the dragon soul descending the wood spirit shuttle.

The Iron Hoof army in the valley had already been killed, and the members of the Dragon Soul obviously found that Wen Yiming was not in the right state, his eyes were full of blood, and Zhou Gang had been poked into a blur of flesh and blood, and he still kept his dragon spear and made a pop sound.

And Wen Yiming knew that he was in danger too late, and the last bit of true yuan was exhausted, which finally made the amplification mixture unable to provide a sustained effect, and the effect of the dragon and tiger's anger ban disappeared at the moment when Zhou Gang was killed, and it also caused the side effects of the amplification mixture to occur early.

I wonder if the pony has gone into a dormant state because it has absorbed too many negative emotions and ended absorbing negative emotions early.

"Big brother, Zhou Gang is dead, let's go..."Yiqing rushed forward with tears, and before he got close, he was roared by Wen Yiming, and the dragon spear swept back.

Wen Yiming seemed to have regained a trace of clarity in the blood spurted out by Yiqing, and the next second the blood red fluttered in his mind, and he turned his head and continued to poke the corpse that had become meat sauce on the ground, so that the approaching army did not know why, and the sky yin in the sky was laughing, and the death ordered the army to besiege and kill Wen Yiming.

Ling Qingping shouted in the hazy eyes of tears: "Qiu Wan, hurry! The teacher has lost his mind. ”

Before the words fell, the fifth autumn girl, who had not recovered much, landed on the ground to sacrifice the guqin, and at the same time, she quickly plucked the strings with the sword gall and the heart of the qin with the Qingxin song.

"Hey..."

Wen Yiming turned around abruptly, his eyes were blood-red on his incomparably hideous face, and his eyebrows jumped violently, as if they were about to crack.

The quiet sound of Qingxin Qu drifted away, not only did it not calm it down, but it made Wen Yiming furious, as if he had been provoked, his feet exploded, and he rushed towards the fifth autumn girl who was cross-kneeling and caressing the qin.

At this moment, Wen Yiming's white hair danced wildly, and the endless killing aura was condensed in the center of his eyebrows, and the strength of the fall skyrocketed wildly in an instant.

"Holy!" The pupils of the Eight Tartars shrank sharply, and he blatantly launched a thunder attack, and with a pop, he fixed it in the field, and he was not in a good state before he could withdraw, and was slashed by Wen Yiming's palm.

"Stun him!" Lao Wu spoke out at the same time as a confinement restrained him, the voice fell, a spear roared, was blocked by Zhong Xiaoshan volley with a heavy shield, and then bravely charged Wen Yiming out, the war hammer just raised up, Wen Yiming jumped wildly in several awakening holes, and suddenly sobered up He laughed wildly, and stopped his waist and shot away the dwarf in front of him.

Wen Yiming's momentum and strength have been soaring, and the killing intent and anger exuded from his body are frantically gathering towards the center of his eyebrows, and the aura of killing even makes everyone in the Dragon Soul tremble.

The members of the Dragon Soul knew that they couldn't kill the crazy instructor in front of them at this moment, and collectively pulled their backs against the depression of the stone wall of the valley, watching Wen Yiming rush with a gun, murderous.

Eight Tartars and Zhong Xiaoshan put their shields in front of them, their minds were blank, and in a desperate situation, the instructor turned against the water, this is doing something!

————Second Update!

(End of chapter)