After seeing dozens of sixth-order innate realm masters, with hundreds of disciples whose realms were obviously not low, surrounded and killed, followed by countless airplanes, artillery, and armed soldiers, Fang Wuxian had a feeling that he wanted to kill himself.

He was cautious along the way, and the route he took was chosen after several deliberations, and every time he walked to a place, he would be prepared in advance to escape, retreat, and even counterattack and ambush. It is to prevent Han Dexin from jumping over the wall in a hurry and dispatch large-scale modern troops to surround and kill them.

But it is precisely because he has too many arrangements that in order not to arouse Han Dexin's suspicions, he must carefully mobilize the army, and there will not be too many people at each ambush point. If it is enough to fight and ambush ordinary soldiers, but in the face of so many cultivators, it is difficult to say.

Zhang Moyan ran into the gourd mouth with him on his back, the original girl's plan was to pass through the gourd mouth and escape in the helicopter that had been prepared a long time ago. But Fang Wuxian didn't know what kind of madness he had for a moment, and he actually recalled the feeling of using blood-colored arrows to seize people's energy (divine sense) a few days ago.

That feels...... Wonderful!

This kind of thought didn't actually dominate Fang Wuxie's thoughts, but it only made him hesitate slightly. But the pursuers behind them were all cultivators, and the momentary hesitation made them lose the best opportunity to leave the battlefield.

Although Fang Wuxian cherishes his life, he strives to be safe. But when there is no escape, you can also let go of the burden of thought and give full play to your strength.

The valley is called Hulukou, in fact, the locals call the entrance Hulukou, which means that there is a Qiankun in the valley after entering the valley. It doesn't look too big from the outside, but it looks like a gourd in the belly, which can accommodate thousands of soldiers and horses. In ancient times, it was a den often occupied by mountain bandits and horse thieves, and in modern times, it is far away from the town, and it is also a scenic spot.

The exit is called Yuguankou, both sides are towering cliffs, leaving only four meters wide, more than 20 meters long narrow passage, whether it is defense or catching turtles in the urn, it is a good place for a man to pass and not to open.

Fang Wuxie's original plan was to make dumplings for the pursuing soldiers at Hulukou, but he didn't expect that Han Dexin made a desperate bet and got hundreds of high-level cultivators to help him, and when he hesitated a little, he lost the best time to escape.

For today's plan, I can only stick to the fish and stick to the end according to the original plan of making dumplings.

After all, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and there is still a trace of possibility of living if they fight.

When most of the cultivators who were besieging and killing chased into the valley, the bombs that had been laid in ambush for a long time burst into action, blowing up the entrance, and the soldiers who had been ambushed around the valley threw down the bullets with a target, as well as various weapons such as grenades, flashbangs, and smoke bombs.

The first round of strategic strikes threw the pursuing cultivators into a hurry, and the cultivators with a slightly lower cultivation level couldn't resist at all, and more than a hundred or so people fell at once. But cultivators are cultivators after all, and even if they are attacked by modern weapons, many people avoid the key points in a hurry, hiding behind the rocks and making a breath.

After the panic, it was a shocking counterattack. Fang Wuxian also saw how powerful a group of sixth-order cultivators were when they got together.

The sword is full of swords, the sword qi is all over the sky, and the thrown grenade has not yet fallen on the top of everyone's heads, and it is thrown back with the outside of the gangqi, and there is no chance to get close at all, if it is too far away and the explosion can't hurt people, the grenade will become a chicken rib for a while.

The dense bullets were quite rhythmic, but unfortunately they couldn't break through the defense line of high-level cultivators. These cultivators showed all kinds of weapons, the high slope at an angle of sixty degrees was like flat ground in their eyes, and the peaks on both sides were no more than three hundred meters high, and in a few breaths of time, the cultivators grabbed it, and for a while, the blood flowed like a river, and the heads of people rolled down the slope.

Zhang Moyan, who was fighting side by side with Fang Wuxie, gritted his teeth and his eyes were red. Fang Wuxian could only take the time to tell her: "It is natural to die in battle. If you don't want to be killed, you must harden your heart, and the so-called mercy is not the reason for being in charge of the army. ”

As the battle on both sides of the valley ended, the pressure on Yuguankou increased, and it was probably only a matter of time before it was breached.

Fang Wuxian asked Zhang Moyan to go to the nearest ambush point to mobilize rescue troops, which was twenty kilometers away from here, and once he came and went, maybe the battle here would be over, so that Zhang Moyan would not be set up here.

He was in charge of the game, with strong winds, ice bombs, thunder and lightning, and fire, and an endless stream of attack methods that made people crazy, and successfully stopped a group of cultivators in Yuguankou, allowing Zhang Moyan to withdraw from the battle group and escape.

But no matter how many innocent methods there are, there are many enemies who can't stand up. He can take care of the ground, but he can't care about the top.

Seeing that Zhang Moyan's throat was cut off, he had no choice but to take out the stone bow and shoot blood-colored arrows.

Originally, he didn't want to use a stone bow and arrow.

After recalling in his mind the joy of snatching human energy with blood-colored arrows, he decided that he would never use this object again until it was a matter of life or death. Because he was afraid of that "feeling of joy", although he called this technique "seizing energy", in fact, this kind of seizure was no different from Xiaoyaozi refining a cultivator into a Dao fruit, and reason told him: The blood-colored arrow seizing energy to increase the power of divine consciousness was actually devouring the cultivator's soul.

Cannibalism, although it makes his body feel happy, but if this goes on for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that one day he will not fall in love with the feeling of cannibalism, perhaps the legendary big demon king was originally a poor person like him.

He was restraining himself, not wanting to become a man-eating demon king.

But the cruelty of reality always catches people off guard.

Fang Wuxian tried to restrain himself from using the most cruel means, but the enemy would not stop because of his restraint. Seeing that Zhang Moyan's throat was cut off, he was powerless to turn around to rescue, so he had no choice but to take out the stone bow and shoot a powerful blood arrow.

Zhang Moyan's guardian rushed forward, and then was cut into bloody mud. Fang Wuxie's divine sense sensed that Zhang Moyan still had a trace of vitality, he could no longer retain the means, he continuously stretched his bow and shot the three Innate Realm cultivators outside the valley, and then regardless of the extreme consumption of his own blood and qi, the bow was like a full moon, shooting towards the dozen or so sixth-order cultivators in the valley.

The blood-colored arrows shot by the stone bow were extremely fast, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they could not even catch traces, and sixth-order cultivators could only barely see its shadow. Moreover, every time a blood arrow is fired, there will be an invisible force field that imprisons all objects in front of it.

On that day, Xiaoyaozi relied on his cultivation far beyond the peak of the sixth order, but he still had to pay the price of several true qi before he could barely escape under the blood arrow. Today, these sixth-order cultivators who came to besiege and kill Fang Wuxie, although killing the soldiers of low-level cultivation was like chopping melons and vegetables, their skills were far inferior to Xiaoyaozi. They were powerless to fight back under the confinement of the Blood Arrow Force Field, just like scumbags who didn't know anything in class, and were named by Fang Wuxian one by one.

Some of the disciples saw that the Venerable Elder did not dodge under the shooting of the blood arrow, and rushed forward to rescue the Venerable Elder at the risk of death. Then, all those who broke into the blood light turned into nothingness without a sound.

Every time the arrow was fired, Fang Wuxie's flesh and blood power that he had accumulated with great difficulty in the past few days would consume a few points, which made him sway like catkins in the wind, and it looked like he was almost about to fall down and get up again. But the return of each arrow brought back pure "energy", which slightly increased the power of his divine consciousness and made him feel happy.

His body swayed weakly, but the corners of his mouth had a contemptuous and cold smile, and every arrow shot would reap the life of at least one Sixth-Order Innate Realm cultivator.

The four-meter-wide narrow passage at the mouth of the fish pass became an impassable fortress. The besiegers became prey, and they no longer had the courage to fight under the magic arrow.

Several sixth-order masters led people to flee quickly towards both sides of the canyon, and six of them happened to catch up with a helicopter, thinking that they could escape the shadow of death by flying into the sky, but they were blown up by an arrow, and there was no ash left.

This arrow completely broke everyone's desire to flee, and they jumped down the mountain and fled with their legs, not daring to stop for a moment.

Fang Wuxie's consciousness was blurred, and only an indescribable feeling of pleasure remained. Wherever his divine sense could reach, there were no more innate realm masters who threatened him, only a group of people who were lucky enough to survive the fierce battle.

These people must be delicious!

Fang Wuxian closed his eyes, and the divine consciousness that had absorbed a lot of pure energy became stronger, and it had already exceeded the range of thirty meters, and even had a tendency to break through a hundred meters.

Three blood-colored arrows shot out from the center of the eyebrows, as if they were self-conscious, and they flew through the valley, harvesting the lives of all the survivors, whether they were enemies or themselves, and then returned to the center of Fang Wuxi's eyebrows.

Manipulating and shooting arrows was already consuming the power of Fang Wuxie's flesh and blood essence. At the same time that the power of his divine consciousness skyrocketed, there was another force in the sea of consciousness, slowly withdrawing his flesh essence, and when the valley was silent, his body essence returned to before liberation again, his eyes were completely black, and he fell to the ground with his head up.

This time, there was no 100,000 faith power from Shen Ziyan, but under the operation of his sister Ye Liuyun, and under the lure of the magical "gene enhancement" drug, Fang Wuxie's followers also reached more than 30,000. The power of these people's faith was not enough to resurrect Fang Wuxian with full blood in an instant, but they could hang his life and slowly repair his physical body.

When Fang Wuxie's body recovered a little and woke up again, it was no longer in Yuguankou, but in a fairly clean cave. A huge snow leopard with mottled fur was looking at him with bared teeth, and the meaning in his eyes was clear, that is, he was wondering where to start.

Fang Wuxian recognized this snow leopard as Xiaoyaozi's mount, but he didn't know why it had become like this, and when it hung behind him and swept himself here.

The snow leopard kitten actually hesitated for a long time and didn't take a bite. It smelled a "delicious" smell on Fang Wuxie's body, but it sensed it clearly, this person's flesh didn't even have blood, and it was definitely as hard to chew as waste wood in his mouth.

Fang Wuxie's divine sense probed into the jade decision, and all the means in it were consumed at the mouth of the fish. Although the essence of the flesh body recovered slightly, it was not enough to condense into a blood arrow. As for the Soul Technique, he really didn't know how to cast a spell on a leopard.

The only way he has left is the pull technique that is not very high in attack power.

But this snow leopard's cultivation has reached the peak of the fifth-order Gang Qi realm, how can he use the pulling technique to kill it with one blow?

Just when Fang Wuxian was in trouble, a voice started from afar, and it didn't even take a breath before he stepped forward: "Hey, such a big cat, it must taste good!" ”

[Author's digression]: @洪大教主, I accidentally added you