Zixia's internal force consumed only the purest two layers remained, and she was covered with bruises and coughing up blood, which can be said to be the most serious injury Lin Yi has been since he crossed the world of rivers and lakes. If it weren't for the belief that he would never give up and persisted, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to stand on his feet at this time.

Looking ahead, the direction of Kaifeng City has been blocked by the Purple Shirt Dragon King, and he can't break through at all and flee to Kaifeng City.

As for the top masters of Shaolin, they are even more down at the moment, standing by and watching, if they want to save themselves, it is simply impossible!

And the top masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect are thousands of miles away from here, and there is no possibility of appearing here and saving themselves.

There was no rescue, and he was facing the big devil of Mingjiao, the purple-shirted Dragon King.

At this moment, Lin Yi is facing the most dangerous desperate moment since the crossing. No one can be relied on, the only one who can rely on is yourself!

Only I can save myself.

I thought about it in my heart, the more desperate the moment, the more calm Lin Yi became. The head turned wildly, and one by one methods appeared, but they were cut off by him one by one. There is no way, even if the three major sword intents are fused, the sword will not have a fatal effect on the purple-shirted dragon king.

On the contrary, once this stunt breaks out, the purple-shirted dragon king will not die, and it will be himself who will die. Because this sword burst out, the only two layers of Zixia internal power that he had left would be consumed.

Once the internal force is exhausted, the result is not to be imagined, and death is inevitable.

Cutting off the idea of hitting the purple-shirted dragon king with a sword, Lin Yi's current plan is only one way

Fighting the Purple Shirt Dragon King, he was clearly defeated. The gap is too big, there is no power to resist, and if it drags on like this, there is only one death.

Then, the only way left for yourself is to escape!

As soon as he made up his mind, a palm wind whirred. The purple dazzling palm slapped at himself. A faint smile appeared on the corner of the purple-shirted dragon king's mouth, once he purple-shirted dragon king took matters into his own hands, no one would have a chance of surviving.

The situation today. This deadly sword immortal has no hope of survival!

can only be slowly slapped to death by himself, die of despair, and relieve himself fiercely.

Thinking of the fact that this life-killing sword immortal had caused so much trouble to himself, the qi in the purple-shirted dragon king's heart was difficult to dissipate. Only by killing this deadly sword immortal can you truly dissipate your anger!

It seems that he saw the scene of the fatal sword immortal dying tragically under his own hands. The smile on the corner of the purple-shirted dragon king's mouth became even stronger, and the murderous aura in his eyes was even more terrifying.

Purple palms hit.

Lin Yi had no way to hesitate, turned around and ran. The second layer of Zixia internal force erupted, and the surging internal force surged out from the dantian, pouring into his limbs and hundreds of remains.

Ling Bo starts with a microstep, the stunt is activated, and the speed is seven times faster.

The whole person was like a rocket, shooting outward, jumping hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye. The purple-shirted dragon king's palm naturally fell short, and he saw that Lin Yi turned around and ran. And instead of running towards Kaifeng City, he fled south.

The purple-shirted dragon king was shocked, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth hung with contempt, this deadly sword immortal obviously had no way to escape, like a rat on a mess, running away when he saw a place.

Running to the south, where can he run? And who can save him?

"Run, let you run, this king wants to see." Where can you run! The purple-shirted Dragon King sneered, and his tone was full of killing intent: "The person who is included in the must-kill list by my purple-shirted Dragon King, no matter how far you run to the ends of the earth, you will definitely die!" ”

"Surely we will die!"

Muttered to himself. As soon as the purple-shirted dragon king took a step, he stepped dozens of meters away, with his hands behind his back, and with a leisurely face, he followed Lin Yi and chased after him.

The two chased and fled. Disappeared in the blink of an eye

Three days later, in Kaifeng City, in a teahouse box.

"It's been three days, and there hasn't been any news from Senior Brother Lin Yi, I don't know if Senior Brother Lin Yi is dead or alive, has he escaped from the pursuit of the Purple Shirt Dragon King?"

Ling Fox Feng shook his head with a gloomy expression and sighed. The figure is extremely embarrassed, without any handsomeness and chic, like a flower child, with a cloak and a blank eye.

The same is true of the other four great disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect. They waited for news in this teahouse for three days, without closing their eyes or eating anything, anxiously waiting for the news to come.

But nothing came.

"I hope that Senior Brother can turn evil into good fortune and successfully escape the pursuit of the purple-shirted Dragon King!" Chu Yaoyin clasped his hands together, kept sitting, and prayed frantically.

"Yaoyin, you can take a bite of food. Senior Brother Lin Yi's Ji Ren has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune and escape with his life. Don't let Senior Brother Lin Yi come back and find that you have broken your body without eating! Ye Dong on the side, holding the rice bowl, comforted.

"Don't eat, I can't eat without news from Senior Brother!" Chu Yao's eyes were gloomy, and he shook his head listlessly, revealing a weakness in his voice, and he was already haggard. In the previous battle, he was chased by the three top masters and fled frantically, and he was already emaciated. After another three days of suffering, he was already haggard and exhausted.

Ye Dong, who was watching it, was extremely distressed, but he couldn't, sighed, and sat aside in a quiet daze. I don't know what I'm thinking, and I sigh from time to time.

"Senior Sister Yaoyin, you can eat first." Ling Hufeng said suddenly, Chu Yaoyan raised his head, glanced at Ling Hufeng, and was about to open his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Ling Hufeng: "Not only do you have to eat, but we all have to eat!" ”

"Let's wait for seven days, if there is no news after seven days, I will immediately rush back to Huashan and report the matter to the five leaders. There are five of us, and none of us can fall. The teachers of the Wuyue Sword Sect need us to revitalize the Wuyue Sword Sect, and the junior brothers and sisters also need us to protect them. More importantly, we must uphold Senior Brother Lin Yi's wish to revitalize the Wuyue Sword Sect! ”

"After we finish these things, we will go all out to attack the top realm, and the five of us will definitely kill the bright top, find the purple-shirted dragon king, and avenge Senior Brother Lin Yi!"

Ling Fox Feng said word by word, his expression was extremely hideous, his eyes were full of coldness, and in the end, he was even more murderous.

"I'm still looking for trouble with those bald donkeys in Shaolin!" Chu Yaoyin stood up violently and shouted.

"Yes, we must not let go of Shaolin crossing the river and demolishing the bridge this time, and the revenge of the stone will be lost!" Ling Fox Feng nodded heavily, drew his sword out of the sheath, the sword was like lightning, and a sword split the chair next to him in half, the fracture was smooth, bright and transparent, like a mirror.

Put the sword back in its sheath.

"Eat!" Ling Fox Feng ordered heavily

Five days later, on the path next to a small town in the south, a horse-drawn carriage ran slowly, and the driver looked at the carriage behind him from time to time. Although the curtain was separated and he couldn't see the people inside, he kept thinking that a young man with a pale face and no blood that day took out a lot of silver and threw it in his bad voice, and asked him to catch the car in an extremely weak tone, just go wherever he wanted, just don't stay.

Seeing the young man's anxious tone and nervous look, Ma Fu secretly wondered who this young man was?

Although he was dressed in rough clothes, he held a sword in his hand. behaves, but it is the style of a young man in the rivers and lakes.

It's not as simple as an ordinary teenager.

In Mafu's mind, the story of what Jianghu people were hunted down and fled for their lives. The young man sitting in the carriage suddenly coughed and coughed up blood.

Looking at the blood in his palm, the young man showed a wry smile on his face, as well as a trace of helplessness.

The young man was Lin Yi, who was chased and killed by the purple-shirted Dragon King outside Kaifeng City seven days ago.

This escape, that is, seven days, escaped thousands of miles away, but he still did not get rid of the purple-shirted dragon king's pursuit. In the past seven days, no matter how fast he ran, he left the purple-shirted dragon king behind his ass far away, but once he put down his speed, the purple-shirted dragon king appeared behind him like a ghost.

He tried makeup, but it didn't work. The Purple-Shirted Dragon King still followed him to the death, not giving him any chance to escape.

After seven consecutive days and seven nights of escaping, Lin Yi was already emaciated. The injuries on his body did not have a little time to recover, so he could only temporarily suppress them and restore his internal strength with all his might. Because he only had a little time to recover his internal strength, the Purple-Shirted Dragon King would soon be able to find him again.

fled thousands of miles away, and even Lin Yi himself didn't know where he had come, only roughly knew that this was near a small town in the south.

The carriage moved slowly, seemingly indistinguishable from the usual carriage. The only difference is that there is a famous Immortal Lin Shaoxia sitting in the carriage, who is seizing all the time to recover his internal strength.

Passing by a roadside herbal tea shed in front, passers-by are resting in this shed, including some Jianghu people.

In the herbal tea shed, a middle-aged man wearing a purple shirt with a cold expression attracted special attention. Even though it was hot and sweaty outside, if you stayed around this purple-shirted man, you would find that the air around you was suddenly cold and full of chill.

People passing by all knew that this purple-shirted man was not easy to mess with, and they stayed away from him. The purple-shirted man was expressionless, ignoring this, quietly drinking his tea, motionless.

Only when the carriage came slowly did the purple-shirted man stand up violently, put his hands behind his back, and shouted coldly to the carriage: "Killing Sword Immortal, I think you should be captured, this king has already said that it is useless for you to escape to the ends of the earth!" ”

"Deadly Sword Immortal?!"

The people in the tea shed were shocked when they heard this, and they took a breath of cold air, and they couldn't believe that on the ordinary carriage, it was the first day of the world that caused a sensation, the chief disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and Lin Shaoxia, who was known as the Deadly Sword Immortal?

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that seven days ago, Lin Shaoxia was chased and killed by the purple-shirted dragon king outside Kaifeng City, and his life and death are unknown. Since Lin Shaoxia is here, then the top master of the Demon Sect who chased and killed Lin Shaoxia, the purple-shirted Dragon King, should also be here

Suddenly, everyone's hearts were shocked, and their eyes were full of horror, and they all looked at the purple-shirted man.

"Purple-shirted Dragon King, as a top master, you are chasing Lin for thousands of miles, seven days and seven nights, why do you work so hard?"

A sigh came, and a young man came out of the carriage, holding a long sword, and shouted coldly. (To be continued.) )