Wang Yumeng had already paid attention, and the corner of his eye found that Jiang Qianhe had moved his hand, slammed his body to the side, and from the momentum of the rapid running, he used the force of twisting his body to turn to the right, and hooked his right palm.

"Poof!" hooked Jiang Qianhe's elbow bone, and there was a muffled sound of "poof". The left palm then slashed Jiang Qianhe's vest.

The heavy blow force unexpectedly hit Jiang Qianhe with a scream of "hey", rushing straight out of two feet, almost falling down.

Wang Yumeng also felt numbness in his hands, and the anti-shock force shook him to the ground, Jiang Qianhe's qigong was very terrifying, and it was difficult for Jiang Qianhe to be injured with the strength of ordinary fists! Rushing up, he took out the fluttering sword and stabbed it.

Jiang Qianhe was actually able to turn around to avoid an angry roar, and his left palm stepped out and attacked Wang Yumeng's right arm, and his reaction was very fast.

Wang Yumeng hurriedly changed his moves, spun a stone to the back side and stepped out.

Seeing that the old man used the internal strength stone to be a foot in front of him, Wang Yumeng was in a hurry, and attached his spiritual power to a stone and finally got close, and spun and shot at the old man's left eye.

"Bang!" Although the old man hurriedly dodged, he still hit Jiang Qianhe's left ear firmly.

"Hey......" Jiang Qianhe screamed wildly, floating eight feet away, and then retreating five or six steps in a row, his feet were in chaos, staggering and rubbing the place where he was hit.

Wang Yumeng ran wildly, as if he was off the string, for the first time since he had cultivated the secret weapon to practice this secret weapon and used his own hand, he couldn't help others, he couldn't help but be frightened, and saw that the people behind him were about to catch up. If you don't leave, it's too late, so you run away with all your might.

After running for half a mile, there was no one behind him, and he still did not dare to stop, for fear of being chased by them.

The mountains ahead are exhausted, and the plains are in sight. Half a mile away, three figures were approaching at a slightly faster pace than ordinary people.

He still didn't dare to slow down his pace, only minus fifty percent of his strength, at first glance, it was almost the same as the speed of ordinary people running, and there was dust behind him.

Thirty or twenty feet apart, the three people in front of them stopped and watched in amazement.

There were pursuers behind him, and there were people in front of him, and they walked to the right without thinking.

He was weak and evaded, but instead aroused the suspicion of the three people in front of him, and shouted "Chase!" The three of them immediately intercepted from the side without asking the reason.

His spiritual power was not exhausted, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he let go of his feet and hurried forward.

Not far from the west, a man shouted in a voice like a owl: "Stand up!

Wang Yumeng's heart was a little hairy, and he ran into a forest under the post and fled to the depths of the woods.

Others were unfamiliar and anxious to flee for their lives, regardless of the south, east, west, and northwest, and fled to the deep forest and grass, and I don't know how long they fled, and they found that no one was chasing them.

Drilling into an ancient pine forest, he unwrapped his package as a pillow, lay down under the roots of the tree, rested for a while, and then said, after running away for a long time, the spiritual power was too depleted, and he was sweating all over, and he couldn't stand it if he didn't rest!

After a long time, he had recovered from his fatigue, and he thought: "Damn, this Jianghu personnel skills are really amazing"

The more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he looked at the clouds in the sky through the gaps in the leaves, and fell into a state of contemplation.

He thought of the scene of practicing martial arts in Liuyun Temple three years ago, and thought of his mother's nagging when he was with his parents and didn't want to go to bed early.

Everything was yesterday, and yesterday was unforgettable.

He gradually became firm: "I will definitely take revenge." ”

Suddenly, he leapt to his feet and looked alertly to the east.

More than ten zhang away, in the gap in the woods, Jiang Qianhe, Liu Yong and others were rushing from the east.

"I'd better be patient. He muttered to himself, flashing behind the tree.

Jiang Qianhe had already discovered him, but pretended not to know, slowed down his figure, walked towards his hidden place casually, and asked Liu Yong, who was walking behind on the left, "Liu Yong, do you think that the kid we met is really the kid who practiced the Divine Dragon Technique?"

Liu Yong replied: "The eight achievements are him, the intelligence in the gang, about 1.75 meters tall, tied hair, white and thin, good at using hidden weapons, and our gang is looking for a master who is good at painting portraits to listen to the rumors and describe the portrait is also a little similar." ”

Wang Yumeng didn't know that he had been discovered by Jiang Qianhe, so he hid behind a tree and said, "Gang? No wonder they found me so quickly, this is an organized and targeted search! I don't know which gang they are?"

The ancient forest in this area covers the sky, the day is dark, there is no road, people walk in it, their feet on the fallen leaves, it is impossible to be silent, so he knows that Jiang Qianhe is walking towards his hiding place.

"Oh no, I can't run away!" he thought.

Jiang Qianhe had already discovered him, but he pretended not to know, slowed down his figure, and walked towards his hidden place casually, knowing that it was not easy to catch up with Wang Yumeng, so he wanted to bully Fang Xing, and when he arrived in Zhangnei, he stopped and said coldly: "Boy, don't you get out yet?"

Liu Yong and the others suddenly realized that Jiang Qianhe had discovered someone, so they interrupted with words, and they all came out left and right, jumping more than once.

Wang Yumeng quickly retreated, with nothing to hide.

Jiang Qianhe, with a low voice, stretched out his right hand with a cane in his left hand, his fingers like a bird's claw stretched, and he grabbed his chest like lightning.

Wang Yumeng flashed to the side and avoided behind a tree.

Jiang Qianhe caught a miss, chased around the tree, and suddenly cut out a cane, but the person bypassed from the other side, a strange scream, a claw stretched out when the chest was grabbed, five wisps of cold inner finger wind came out with the fingers, far away three feet away, the strange howling wind was piercing.

Wang Yumeng didn't expect Jiang Qianhe to suddenly make a poisonous move, turned around and dodged a little slower, and with a "snort", the outside of his right shoulder was grazed by a wisp of biting claw wind, two feet away, and his clothes were cracked, and blood overflowed.

He involuntarily shivered, then flashed behind another tree in a rage.

"Don't run away. Jiang Qianhe screamed, and once again he was forced to stretch out his cane and pound it, wanting to drive Wang Yumeng out of the back of the tree.

Wang Yumeng couldn't bear it, he expected that Jiang Qianhe's staff was a false move, no longer dodged, stretched out his hand to copy, buckled the tail of the stick, and his spiritual power was released, and he pressed it with all his strength, which was extremely fast.

Jiang Qianhe's staff was indeed not strong. The bluff wanted to force Wang Yumeng to the other side of the tree, but Wang Yumeng unexpectedly grabbed the tail of his cane, and used the trunk as a lever to push him to the left, and his feet were unstable in his eagerness.

Wang Yumeng was like a mad tiger and took out a fluttering sword and stabbed violently, and bypassed Jiang Qianhe's neck with a "swish", Jiang Qianhe turned his head to dodge.

With a wave of Wang Yumeng's right hand, a big pebble flew out, hitting Jiang Qianhe's back of the heart with a "bang", and Jiang Qianhe's eyes turned black.

Then, he used his sword like lightning to stab four swords in a row on both flanks under Jiang Qianhe's chest.

Jiang Qianhe's heart was struck, and he couldn't protect himself in time for a while, and a series of heavy blows came, and the four swords ended, and he collapsed and collapsed.

"Boy...... You ......," he gasped, screaming.

Wang Yumeng took this opportunity, regardless of the east, west, north and south, and ran away.

Liu Yong and the others stood stunned, at a loss, Jiang Qianhe was knocked down, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to stop them.

Jiang Qianhe, the famous first deacon of the Five Poisons Gang in Ningzhou, was injured like this, thinking about it was enough to make them creepy!

"Bastard, won't you chase me? He won't be able to escape far from my ghost claws. Jiang Qianhe rubbed his wound and screamed.

"Yes, chase!" Liu Yong panicked and then retreated, leading everyone to chase.

Wang Yumeng ran in the jungle, running for two or three miles, feeling that his right shoulder was gradually numb, cold to the bone, cold to the bones, cold to the internal organs, his mind was gradually dizzy, and his feet were gradually unstable.

"No! The old man's claws are poisonous. He muttered to himself.

ran out of half a mile again, and suddenly the heavens and the earth turned, top-heavy, and fell on his back with a "bang", and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, he was woken up by the bone-chilling cold, the sun was dim, the shadow of the sun could not see through the branches and leaves, it was already dusk.

It was cold, it was cold to the bone, he couldn't support it a little, his teeth were ringing, and his hands and feet were like ice. He forced his aura to operate and tried to expel poison and heal his wounds, but found that he was powerless and his aura could not be condensed.

The right half of his body gradually became numb, and he lost sensation in his right shoulder.

"It's over! I didn't expect that I, Wang Yumeng, would have to bury my bones in the barren mountains and mountains. He sighed to himself.

Just as he was about to struggle to get up, suddenly, Liu Yong's voice faintly came from the east: "Search me to the east, that kid was scratched by Deacon Jiang's ghost claws, and even if his cultivation has reached the point of perfection, it is inevitable that he will die of vicious attacks, and it will be difficult to escape within ten miles." Quick search, he must be found before he can attack his heart. ”

Wang Yumeng was taken aback and quickly fell down.

After a while, he was once again unconscious and fell into a state of dizziness.