A quarter of an hour later.

Jiang Yan's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on the broken plaque at his feet, and he was silent.

The second time, they walked back again.

"Hall Master, do we want to go?" someone asked in a whisper.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yan spit out a word fiercely.

If you don't go, who knows how far that weird statue is from them.

There is no way to escape from here, and there is only one ending waiting for them.

That's death!

Boom!

In the southeast, there was a roar again, and there were strong people fighting with the weird again.

"It's the third time. ”

Jiang Yan silently counted in his heart, this was the third time that a strong man had fought against a strange man.

He walked up to Yu Qi and leaned over, "Yu Qi, you're okay." ”

"It's fine!"

Yu Qi's face turned pale, and an ugly smile appeared on his face, "Hall Master, let's finish this time, are we going to finish?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and pulled out a wry smile, "What appears this time should be a weird entry, in front of this kind of existence, we are just blood food."

Life and death are fateful, whether you can survive this time depends on the speed of weird cannibalism or the speed of Guihua City's big people killing monsters, which is faster!"

This feeling is very helpless, helpless, life and death are out of your own hands.

The smile on Yu Qi's face gradually faded, and his voice also deepened, "Hall Master, I don't want to die!"

Especially when he died in the hands of the weird, he couldn't leave his body.

"Hmm!" Jiang Yan bowed slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Me too." ”

He slowly stood up and spoke again, "Brothers, let's go again!"

As long as they can get out of Stillwater Street, they can get farther away from the weird.

Correspondingly, they will be safer.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, in the middle of the procession, one man raised his knife and cut off his head cleanly.

The corpse melted and seeped into the depths of the earth.

Jiang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, "Don't listen carefully to the voice in the fog, once your mind is charged, there is basically no help!" he reminded again.

Then, he left directly with the team.

......

After half an hour, the line stopped.

Jiang Yan squinted and stared at the dense mist in front of him.

Above Stillwater Street, the fog is thick, and this is especially true here.

This time, Jiang Yan and the others were not fast, and they were more careful to probe around.

It's useless to go fast, and if you can't find anything unusual, you may walk back to the original point again.

You might as well probe carefully.

This time, with more care, they really found something unusual.

The dense fog in front of Jiang Yan is very strange!

At this time, they have come to the end of Jingshui Street, continue to walk, logically speaking, they should be able to leave here and go to other streets.

But the strange thing is that after Jiang Yan and the others pass through this mist, they will return to the other end of Jingshui Street.

"That's right, this is it. ”

Jiang Yan slowly drew his sword and slowly raised it.

A clashing sound of gold and iron erupted.

Jiang Yan slashed out with a sword, and a huge sword qi three zhang long suddenly generated, slashing towards the dense fog!

Burst!

The sword qi slashed vertically, directly splitting the mist in half, leaving a two-foot-wide passage.

At the other end of the passage, the fog was hazy and the vision was blurred, but faintly, it could still be seen that a tall osmanthus tree was standing.

"Hall Master, this is Yulan Street, I often come here!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

In fact, without being reminded by this person, Jiang Yan also recognized this osmanthus tree.

After all, he often passes by here, too.

Well?

Suddenly, Jiang Yan's brows furrowed, and he found that at this moment, the passage he had split with his sword qi was slowly closing and narrowing.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yan snorted, and immediately arranged for his disciples to walk quickly through the passage.

After walking past twenty-five people, Jiang Yan once again slashed his sword and widened the passage......

Finally, just when Jiang Yan's internal qi was about to run out, the Dahe Gang and his party all left Jingshui Street.

Zizi!

Endless chaotic sounds poured all over the world, and everyone was like a fish in the water and a bird in the wind, bearing its attack in all directions.

Click!

Jiang Yan was the last to pass through the fog passage and set foot on Yulan Street.

The scene here is not much different from Jingshui Street.

Only one point, it's a little farther away from the direction of the fog gushing.

Probably, it will be safer.

"Let's go! Jiang Yan opened his hand and swiped through the mist, and the mist was viscous, almost liquid.

"The fog is thicker, which means that the weirdness is also more powerful. ”

"How many people did it eat during this time?"

Bang bang!

Jiang Yan's heart was pounding, and he raised his right hand and gently pressed down on his left chest.

After a while, the feeling of shortness of breath dissipated slightly.

To be honest, when encountering this kind of entry-level weirdness, he has no bottom of his psychology, in the final analysis, he is just an ordinary traverser, although he has hanging.

But he doesn't have weird values and exercises, and he can't level up quickly if he wants to.

"Now, I can only try to stay away from the weird, and I hope the weird can eat in advance and slow down for a while. ”

"In addition, if you don't die this time, then find a chance to brush up on the weird value! If the weird value is enough, if you don't have the exercise, I'll deduce the performance, I can't wait any longer!"

Jiang Yan made up his mind.

He has a martial arts modifier, and if he is given a peaceful environment, Jiang Yan can naturally develop in a low-key manner and slowly become stronger.

But in this world, in such a situation, it is too difficult to develop in a low-key and stable manner......

Sudden danger, too many.

Knock knock!

A strange voice came from in front of Jiang Yan, interrupting Jiang Yan's thoughts.

The sound was approaching, and Jiang Yan paid careful attention to it before he could see what was approaching.

More than a dozen people stood upside down, touched the ground with their heads, and jumped!

"What the hell?"

"It's time to harvest the grain...... We are full grains of big millet......"

Knort... Jiang Yan swept with a sword, directly deforming the dozen or so people and hitting them into the depths of the mist.

"Collect a hammer ......" Jiang Yan slowly retracted his sword, and now he couldn't help but shoot when he heard the word Guzi.

Call!

A black shadow burst out, carrying a violent wind sound, and pounced on Jiang Yan.

"Coming back?"

The fog was vast, and Jiang Yan couldn't see clearly what this black shadow was.

The long sword in his hand slanted upward, and the tip of the sword was uncertain.

While!

Jiang Yan took a step back and raised his eyes to look at the black shadow, "Hey, it's you?"

The person in front of him was one of the three body refining martial artists of the Lishui Gang before.

Jiang Yan still has some memories, this person seems to be called Mu Rong, and his face is soft.

"Hey, why are you?" The feminine man was also surprised, he was just chasing a monster, but he met Jiang Yan.

It's really strange, but it doesn't matter, he laughed in a low voice, with some ill intentions, and asked, "You don't have enough internal energy, right?"

To be able to come to Shuilan Street, you must split the fog on the street.

The Dahe Gang is Jiang Yan alone as a body refining martial artist, and with his strength, he can bring so many people to Shuilan Street, and it is not difficult to guess that there is a lack of internal qi.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Jiang Yan's face turned cold.

"I guess you're exhausted!" the feminine man stared at Jiang Yan's eyes.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Jiang Yan repeated again.

"You...?" The feminine man didn't expect Jiang Yan's attitude to be so blunt.

Rumble!

Jiang Yan raised his sword upward.

Then, with his legs arched, he burst the air and leaned hard.

The feminine man didn't expect Jiang Yan to make a sudden move, and he was caught off guard, and he was directly smashed by Jiang Yan's sternum.

In an uproar, in the broken sternum, Jiang Yan split five palms in a row, directly shaking the feminine man's chest into flesh.

A tattered corpse flew high and landed on the ground.

Jiang Yan took a few steps back and took the falling long sword with his open hand.

"It's really a waste, I guessed that my internal qi was about to run out, and I didn't dare to do it!"

"Rubbish!"

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