However, this knife did not cause any harm to Su Haihari, and Su Haihari actually used the power of this knife to float backwards, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant. If the little harrier wants to escape, I'm afraid that no one in the world can stop him, the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, Su Haihari's occupation is this "fast" word, his eyes are fast, his hands are faster. Just when the knife struck, Su Haihari's finger tiger crossed forward, and at the same time, the force under his feet kicked back, when the relative speed of the two was zero, this knife lost any power and turned into Su Haihari's springboard.

"There will be a date later." Su Haihari's voice came with the evening breeze, and except for a few footprints, it seemed that nothing had happened.

"And what's the matter with your injuries?" Feng poured a glass of water for Su Haihari on the marching bed and asked with concern. This is the second day since the Su Hai Harrier was rescued, and two days ago, three days after the search and rescue team went out, they found the Su Hai Harrier in an unconscious not far from the camp. When Jing Mu Qian woke up Su Haihari, the little harrier couldn't wait to report to Dai Junchou what had happened these days.

"These injuries, I originally thought that these injuries could give us some clues, because I don't know who hurt me." Su Haihari replied honestly. There were a total of 17 deep and shallow scars on his chest and back, some of which had crusted over and some were still oozing blood. The hideous scar was weird, because even the experienced Jing Lao couldn't see what kind of weapons were hurting Su Haihari.

Su Haihari was ready to return to Dai Junchou's camp with the information of the harvest, because he had already seen the fireworks signal of Dai Junchou summoning the coalition army, but unfortunately many things were unpredictable to him, such as now, there were still people following him behind his back, and it was obvious that this was not the unashamed sword envoy Xiaoshuang just now, this person was calmer and more silent. His aura has no characteristic, and it can even be said that it is imperceptible because of its ordinariness. But as a master of lurking in the line, Su Haihari has his own experience in anti-tracking, and can follow himself in the heavy rain for three hours without showing a trace, this guy is not arrogant or impatient, and still sticks behind his back honestly, I really accept your patience!

Of course, Su Haihari couldn't return to the camp with a tail, he had to solve this problem. Since you love tracking, then let's compare! He deliberately ran in the opposite direction of the camp, and sure enough, the guy who was following him "faithfully" changed direction with him.

Su Haihari ran for a long time, it was really a full half a day, until dawn the next day, he stopped running, hiding in an independent tree, this place was deliberately chosen by him after running for half a night, there was an empty space around, there was an independent tree in between, I see how you escape! When it comes to disguise, I'm an expert!

The guy who wanted to track him didn't even think about hiding his whereabouts, and the black shadow rushed towards him without hesitation, like a gust of wind, from hell.

He's not there to stalk me at all! He's coming...... Hunt me down! Until this moment, Su Haihari didn't do it, could it be that he was also a person from the Door of the Dead? I haven't heard of such a master in the Afterlife. Of course, Su Haihari didn't dare to be careless, there were too many strange things he had encountered in the past few days, the puppet technique of the Yin and Yang envoy in the last battle, the hypnotic method of the soul control envoy, the mysterious sword envoy yesterday, and today's ordinary to extraordinary killer, Su Haihari felt more and more that this expedition did not seem to be so simple.

Strike first! Since the enemy is coming at you, let's test his depth with the knife in your hand! With both hands in his sleeves, the night sky was already in his hands, and the Su Sea Harrier at this moment was not as chic as when he was against Xiaoshuang. In the face of the Divine Sword Envoy Xiaoshuang, they compared their aura, and they competed for high and low. At that time, Su Haihari was a butterfly wearing flowers, but now he is a sharp arrow off the string, with only one goal, that is, the heart of the enemy!

With the force of kicking the trunk of the tree, Su Haihari's straight body flew towards the enemy. He could already see the enemy's black night suit, black mask, black ...... Wait, what's in his hand?

By the time Su Haihari understood that what the enemy was holding was not a black ribbon but a murderous weapon, there was already a deep wound in his chest, although the wound was not deep, it seemed to have been burned by fire, and the skin and flesh on the edge were curled. The pain was secondary, and the strange weapon and strange wound made Su Haihari panic.

"Who are you?" Su Haihari was calm and calm, and the enemy was not in a hurry to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but put on the defensive, as if Su Haihari would attack at any time.

The man in black didn't speak, nor did he see any movement, so he was in such a stalemate with Su Haihari.

"What about you, are you dumb?" Su Haihari seemed to be angry, "Or do you not know how to speak in the first place?" With a mask, is it ugly and can't see people? "It's not that the little harrier is mean, he deliberately lures the enemy to move first, as long as he moves, he has a chance, because the place where this guy stopped is too coincidental.

Su Haihari learned a lot from Feng about judging the situation, and the judgment of the situation here is not a confrontation between politicians and deceitful people, but a judgment on the battlefield. Every battlefield has its uniqueness, and when an inconspicuous piece of land, a handful of floating soil, a tree, an inch of sunshine, a ray of drizzle, and a gust of wind can become a weapon to kill. And as an absolute master, I need to be clear about how these things can be used by me, and how to avoid being limited by these things that are already stored on the battlefield.

It took Su Haihari a year to understand Feng's scribbled notes, that notebook looked a little old, it should have been something from Feng's time when he was a student, but Su Haihari didn't know why Feng was able to summarize the problems that even many martial arts masters couldn't explain at that time.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the place where the man in black stood was really one of the best positions on this battlefield. The independent tree where Su Haihari was hiding just now, and the point where the man in black is standing now is precisely the fixed eye of the entire battlefield, the rules are as solid as a rock, and every grass and tree on the battlefield is his shield, all helping him resist Su Haiharrier's aggressive murderous aura.