The road became more and more bumpy here, and more and more forks in the road.

Ye Chu tried to find the mark left by Yang Dunxiu at the fork in the road, but found nothing. Thinking that Yang Dunxiu must have thought that he would definitely die, Ye Chu felt some inexplicable sadness spreading in his heart.

What is happening to An Zhi now? Will he come back to find him? What danger will he encounter alone? Ye Chuzuo thought so, his steps gradually accelerated, and he turned another corner.

"Ahh

Ye Chu saw the situation in front of him and cried out in surprise.

I saw a thin figure rolling on the ground, with a painful moan of "whine" coming out of his mouth, pus and blood were bleeding from countless wounds on his body, and there were foreign objects under the skin that bulged and moved rapidly, looking terrifying.

Anzhi?!

Ye Chu immediately ran to him and squatted down, grabbed his shoulders with trembling hands, and looked at the face in front of him deadly.

Three or four foreign objects were crawling under the skin on their faces, blood and dust all over their faces.

"It's not him. Ye Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

The thin Liu and his entourage grabbed Ye Chu's arm tightly with both hands, stared at Ye Chu with wide eyes, staring at him deadly, and kept screaming "woo" in his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Ye Chu understood what he meant, stood up and pulled out the long sword.

"Kill me! Please, kill me!" Ye Chu read this.

His hands trembled again, and his sword was raised.

"He's going to let me kill him, I'm here to help him......" Ye Chu kept muttering in his heart, and the long sword slashed straight down.

Before the long sword could be stained with human blood, Liu Yixing, who was rolling in pain, suddenly remained motionless, staring at the front with his eyes fixed, not blinding.

Ye Chu bent down to help him close his eyes, took out the fire from his arms, lit it, and threw it on him.

The clothes began to burn, and one after another bone-eating insects ran out and were stabbed to death by Ye Chu one by one.

The crackling sound gradually sounded, Ye Chu stopped looking and turned to leave.

Liu and his entourage died, although they were almost strangers, but seeing a big living person being tortured to death by a few insects, Ye Chu's heart was still a little uncomfortable.

It took Ye Chu a while to get out of his emotions and begin to analyze the information he knew.

"Liu Yi is walking on the other side of the road, how can he get here? Isn't it the same destination on different paths? So, what is the point of setting up three roads? Could it be that as long as the Seven Stars Flowing Fire is broken, the three roads will merge into one?"

"I just heard the sound of swords on the other side of the cave wall, the worst estimate is that there are already other forces coming to grab the sword, if this is the case, what about the remaining two?"

"Why did the bone-eating swarm retreat?"

"The most important thing is to find someone else first. ”

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, and the pace couldn't help but speed up.

Ye Chu thought about Wang Anzhi, but where was Anzhi?

Not far from the cave.

Wang Anzhi lifted his long sword upside down, and the blood slid down the sharp blade, dripping gently.

There is the blood of the opponent in front of him, and there is also his own.

Yang Dunxiu's heroic face was only a miserable white, but he was particularly sickly handsome, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said, "I didn't expect the Wang family to have a lot of sins!"

At the age of twenty-eight, he seemed to have suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and his breath was a little disordered when he spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he began to cough incessantly, and mouthfuls of blood came out with his breath.

Wang Anzhi clenched the long sword in his hand again, as if there was a trace of blood red hidden in his eyes in the blue deep sea.

It was like a sea of blood tumbling.

"The lives of seventy-nine members of the Wang family are all dead at your hands!

Wang Anzhi lost his previous indifference, just shouted angrily, and his delicate face was flushed.

"Kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Wang Anzhi raised his sword and rushed over again, and the long sword went straight out.

It looked like an ordinary sword, without any disappearance and coercion, it was just stabbed out like this, but it forced Yang Dunxiu, who was several levels higher than him, to take eleven steps back to avoid its edge temporarily.

Outside the door to practice martial arts, except for Yu Yu, no one can stop his sword, and all of them are solved cleanly. But there is a difference, when Wang Anzhi fought against the hostile, he never had killing intent.

Now he is full of murderous intent.

This sword is sharp.

Yang Dunxiu came out in a row with three winds, reducing the edge again and again, and after retreating eleven steps in a row, he was able to stabilize his body and slash horizontally with a sword.

The sound of "clang" sounded and it was the chanting of long swords and long swords.

Wang Anzhi's tiger's mouth cracked again, and a hole exploded in the upper arm of his right hand, just a sword threat, it was so powerful!

The difference between the realms is like a moat.

"Do you really think you'll be able to win if I suffer internal injuries?" Yang Dunxiu sneered.

"No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, you're just a twelve-year-old kid, and your concentration is better than the abyss?

Yang Dunxiu raised his sword again, but his chest suddenly became stuffy, and a mouthful of thick black blood spurted out, obviously because the internal organs were not lightly injured.

Seeing this, Wang Anzhi stabbed with a long sword again, and Yang Dunxiu dodged while coughing, but he seemed to have extra strength.

Wang Anzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he retreated six feet in succession, and a blood mark on his chest cracked from his left shoulder to his right waist, which was able to escape from the killing realm.

Yang Dun's slender sword slashed on the ground, the sword intent spread everywhere, and the ground under the sword was like a spider web cracking, spreading nearly five zhang, and countless rocks and soil fell in the cave.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and Yang Dunxiu spurted out a mouthful of thick and blackened blood. It turned out that he had encountered a strong enemy in front of him, and his internal organs had been hit extremely seriously, and before he had time to recuperate, Wang Anzhi suddenly broke out again, and now he forcibly used the true yuan, and the five internal organs were already tumbling, the qi and blood were surging, and the internal injuries were serious.

Wang Anzhi raised his sword and rushed over again, obviously not giving the opponent a chance to adjust his breath, and completely ignoring the injuries on his body.

Yang Dun's slender sword was very powerful, and even the countless rocks that fell above the cave were turned into dust by the sword intent, Wang Anzhi flashed around, trying to avoid fighting with his opponent, but how could Yang Dunxiu make him satisfied?

The stimulating influence of a great teacher, like life-giving spring breezes and rain.

Yang Dun cultivated the first style of the rain sword technique, and the sword intent was like countless wind and rain on Wang Anzhi's thin body.

Countless blood flowers bloomed, and Wang Anzhi was covered in blood, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

Yang Dunxiu only felt the blood in his chest surge, and forcibly held it back, but his hand was half a beat slower.

Seeing this, Wang Anzhi turned sideways to dodge a sword attack.

Yang Dunxiu couldn't put away his sword, but he lowered his body and took half a step forward, and then punched out.

"Bang".

Wang Anzhi flew upside down and hit the rock wall heavily, and countless rocks and dust fell.

"The Wang family is going to die. Yang Dunxiu smiled slightly, his pale lips were full of blood.

Wang Anzhi was paralyzed in front of the rock wall, his delicate little face was full of dust, and his big bright eyes were open, looking extremely cute.

It was the sea of blood that kept flowing.

"The Sword Soul Bead is here with you?"

"No wonder I searched all over the Wang family and couldn't find it. ”

"Hand it over and spare you from dying. ”

Yang Dunxiu slowly approached step by step.

Wang Anzhi was silent as always, just quietly looking at the enemy in front of him.

"Don't worry, I don't know the whereabouts of the Sword Soul Bead yet, how can I be willing to kill you?"

Yang Dunxiu kicked his weak right arm on the ground to his side and stepped on it.

"Let's cut off one of your hands first. ”