Xie Lingyuan hid on the roof of a private house in Xingpingfang, looking at the scene of shouting and killing in the distance.

He was very lucky, when the army entered the workshop, he happened to go out to contact some things, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately hid nearby, until he saw the army surrounding the stronghold of the sect, and then he was sure that the other party was actually coming towards his side.

Xie Lingyuan didn't know why the imperial army would find the sect, but he could see from the other party's series of unobtrusive arrangements that most of the people in the stronghold were not spared, and after witnessing the tragic situation of the sect elder being defeated and killed from afar, Xie Lingyuan finally gave up his unrealistic illusions, and he knew that he only had one way to escape.

After killing the two soldiers who were under martial law on the way, Xie Lingyuan sneaked to the edge of Xingpingfang, as one of the few big cities in the world, Jiangting's city planning is quite magnificent, around the inner side of the Xingpingfang wall is a street up to 16 meters wide, the street is unobstructed and unobstructed, and it has been occupied by soldiers at this moment.

He went around in a small circle in secret, and finally found a weak point in the soldier's defense, Xie Lingyuan knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, so he held two two-handed hooks and dived out.

"What people!"

The soldiers on guard nearby immediately discovered Xie Lingyuan's traces, and the two soldiers closest to him rushed forward, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, Xie Lingyuan decided to fight quickly, and the double hook set aside the opponent's knife, and flew up and kicked on the shield of a soldier, the soldier was kicked by him and staggered back seven or eight steps away, taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Lingyuan performed a lore, and the double hook Ruotuo spiral turned to drive the body, and the soldier who stayed in place felt that the head of a flower in front of him was already soaring into the sky.

Xie Lingyuan sneered, more than a dozen soldiers saw that they were about to surround him, he unexpectedly did not choose to break through in the direction of the fang wall, but rushed out horizontally, this move greatly surprised the soldiers, and he finally rushed out of the flank with fewer people.

Xie Lingyuan touched the ground on tiptoe, didn't dare to stop for a moment, folded a semicircle and rushed towards the wall. The lone soldiers who blocked the way along the way were all chopped away by his double hooks, and they were unstoppable. However, Xie Lingyuan, who had a thick shield and strong armor and a huge consumption of true qi, failed to kill another person. He secretly cursed in his heart, it was really a prick, and he had already kicked on the wall of the workshop, and he was about to rise into the air.

There was a whooshing sound of breaking through the air, and seven or eight spears broke through the air, actually sealing Xie Lingyuan's way into the air, he could only slash his double hooks against the wall to stop the ascent, and twisted his waist to dodge a spear that almost pierced him.

Xie Lingyuan kicked his legs on the wall, pulled out the double hook with a momentum, moved up a few feet again, hooked a spear nailed to the wall and turned over with force, and stepped on the spear with both feet, and the whole person crossed the three-zhang high wall.

Separated by a wall, the soldiers' shouts immediately weakened a lot, and Xie Lingyuan didn't have time to feel joy in his heart after landing on the ground. An old man walked out of the corner of the wall not far away.

Xie Lingyuan's pupils shrank, and the other party was carrying a roll of iron whip in his hand, he secretly knew that something was wrong in his heart, and at the same time, there were footsteps coming from the left and right.

Xie Lingyuan immediately made a decision and rushed towards the nearest wall to him, ignoring the slow words of the whip-wielding old man: "Nantian Dart Bureau, Guanshan!" ”

Kick, borrow, climb over the wall, all in one go.

When Xie Lingyuan was about to fall from the wall, two things suddenly appeared in front of him.

A golden hook, a silver judge's pen.

Xie Lingyuan's cold hair stood on end, his double hooks crossed his chest against the two weapons, his two feet stood diagonally on the wall, and the double hooks drew arcs towards the other party, like a storm. Unbeknownst to him, the opponent's skills and moves were not inferior to him, a golden hook slashed towards his arms with cold light, and the judge pen in the other hand went straight to Xie Lingyuan's throat.

Xie Lingyuan knew that he was currently in a disadvantageous position due to the instability of the diagonal wall, and the situation must be changed. His hand retracted upwards to avoid the opponent's golden hook, and the judge's pen that was caught in his throat with both hooks jumped back to the wall with all his strength, and was about to flee in the other direction.

"Alas!" A sigh came slowly, and the sharp iron whip broke through the air attack. Xie Lingyuan, who was busy running for his life, finally remembered who Guan Shan of the Nantian Dart Bureau was.

He is Guan Shan!

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

Xie Lingyuan was a second-generation disciple of the Yuan Demon Sect, and there were not many sects in the world that could be looked at by him. There may be many second-rate masters on the rivers and lakes, but how many sects can be comparable to or slightly inferior to the Yuan Demon Sect? It's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree, and a second-rate master with a background and a second-rate master without a background are completely different things.

However, none of the people who can rank among the first-class realms are existences that Xie Lingyuan dares to despise.

Even if Guan Shan was far from being the opponent of any of the elders of the Yuan Demon Sect in a one-on-one situation, he was one of the top 100 figures on the weapon list!

Xie Lingyuan continuously changed his position, and the iron whip danced in the sky like a flexible giant python, chasing after him, unpredictable. Xie Lingyuan's breath of true qi was finally exhausted, the old force had just passed, and the new force had not yet been born, and he was still wrapped around his ankles by an iron whip.

"Want to go?"

The sharp pain came, and Xie Lingyuan lost his balance and fell to the ground.

When he was about to touch the ground, he finally took a breath, and the tips of his double hooks were a little on the ground, and he rushed in the direction where Guan Shan was standing.

In the face of an ultra-long-distance weapon like the iron whip, and in the face of a first-class master like Guan Shan, I am afraid that I will die faster if I turn around and want to escape.

The iron whip whizzed in the air, and then swept from right to left, Xie Lingyuan threw the hook of his left hand hard and hit the iron whip, and threw the hook at Guan Shan's wrist with the other hand, intending to let go of the iron whip or withdraw his arm.

The iron whip castrated in the air for a moment, and Xie Lingyuan leaned over and rushed diagonally past the whip shadow that swept from the right, thinking that he finally had a chance to escape.

Over there, Guan Shan did not dodge or dodge in the face of the incoming flying hook, only listening to his shout, a barely visible rising white gas came out of his whole body, and the right hand holding the whip trembled imperceptibly, and the powerful shear force made the head of the whip shrink inward to complete a small fold, and his magic skill just blocked the cutting of the hook blade.

Guan Shan's waist twisted, his hand slammed, and the swept iron whip changed direction and pressed down, ploughing across the ground and bringing up countless gravels, and the completely reversed direction and pulled towards the back of Xie Lingyuan, who was fleeing.

The speed of this whip was unparalleled, Xie Lingyuan could never have imagined that Guan Shan's iron whip's attack would come so quickly, the iron whip tore the clothes on his back, like a boning scimitar that brought up a large piece of skin and flesh, almost deep into the bones!

Xie Lingyuan's true qi was completely dispersed under this blow, and the pain was so intense that he almost fainted, his whole person flew out sideways, and Guan Shan's whip followed him like a shadow, and he circled his figure twice and retracted it.

The second-generation disciple of the dignified Yuan Demon Sect was completely taken down without any struggle.