With a head of dust, Fang Wen came out of a forest a few miles to the west of the film and television base.

At dusk, the western sky was like blood, and the sparse and bright woods were illuminated, and even Feng Yuan's pale face was plated with a layer of golden red. Mr. Feng Da, who was walking in front of Fang Wen, was asking about what happened to Feng Yuan. When he knew that the people from Longmen had accurately found the film and television base, Mr. Fengda's face became very ugly for a while.

"Good, good, good!" Mr. Fengda sneered again and again: "In the past few years, there have been more and more leaks of our wind doors. It's good, it's good. "To say that Mr. Feng Da is not annoyed, this is false. This film and television base is a stronghold that he managed so easily, and this time it was uprooted, and several outer disciples who had just developed were involved, and it seemed that he couldn't keep it.

Fang Wen tugged at Mr. Fengda's sleeve and muttered in a low voice, "Master, whether it's good or bad, let's go first." It's not a great place to chat. ”

With a cold snort, Mr. Feng Da patted the metal box on his waist, and felt a lot more comfortable. Being able to get the Xuanyin Heavenly Bell is stronger than anything else. Spit out a mouthful of sullen breath in his heart, Mr. Feng Da said in a deep voice: "Everyone separate, a group of three or five, and leave here as soon as possible." Feng Yuan, you, the second, and the third lead a team of people respectively. Fourth, you follow me. ”

After changing out of their tattered and dirty clothes, everyone took out their cameras and other outfits, and turned into ordinary tourists. Mr. Fengda, Mr. Yueda, Hua Jiu and the others hurriedly said a few words, and everyone was about to disperse and leave, when there was a sudden strange sound in the sky. Several black-black helicopters swooped down on the treetops, ominous red light flashing in the huge crystal dome on the nose.

"Senior brother, get out of the way!" Feng Yuan pushed Fang Wen's body and pushed him more than a dozen steps away. Several thick red rays of light slid silently, knocking several large trees to pieces.

Fang Wen almost fell a dog and ate, Feng Yuan's strength was not small. It was easy for him to control his body, and his body spun in the air and floated to the ground. He scolded in a low voice: "Fang Dashao, is it difficult for me to avoid it myself?" Ouch, here we go again! Dozens of red rays of light rained down, and Fang Wen hurriedly dodged aside.

Outside the woods, a large number of fierce men in black tunics suddenly appeared, and the shrill whistle of police cars could be heard further away.

Mr. Fengda's face turned pale, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Go separately, Fang Wen, keep up." He waved at Fang Wen, and then hurried towards the east.

Fang Wen was about to keep up with Mr. Fengda, but his heart suddenly went numb, and his whole body was like the rapid rushing true qi of the Yangtze River, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood. It was this stoppage that Mr. Feng Da had already disappeared in the woods, and Mr. Yue Da and they had long since disappeared from their shadows, and he was left alone at the entrance of the tunnel. Fang Wen screamed: "Fuck, you guys are too unrighteous~~~ Damn, four little girls, you guys are running really fast?" While shouting and scolding, Fang Wen walked away.

He walked about twenty seconds later than Mr. Feng Da and them, and it was these twenty seconds that a large number of Dragon Gate disciples had already rushed into the woods, and everyone saw Fang Wen at a glance. A few white-bearded old men pointed at Fang Wen and shouted, "Catch this kid!" The Dragon Gate disciples who rushed into the woods instantly regarded Fang Wen as their number one target, and at the same time rushed towards him.

", can you catch up with me?" Fang Wen laughed arrogantly. Before the words fell, Fang Wen felt that the sky was fiercely dark, and a rope net several square meters in size was thrown out of a helicopter, covering him just below.

With a scream, Fang Wen's body technique unfolded, clinging to the ground like a fish flying briskly, grazing the edge of the rope net and escaping. The rope net was obviously thrown by the master, not only did it come extremely fast and almost cover Fang Wen, but the net was even more powerful with extremely strong force, the net grazed his body, and a strong wind swept Fang Wen's face with a faint pain.

A short scream sounded in the woods in the distance, and it seemed that the scattered disciples of the Moon Gate and the people of the Dragon Gate met, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides. Fang Wen didn't dare to slack off, his arms shook vigorously, and a wave of cyan qi poured out from his arms, pushing him to rush in the opposite direction of those miserable screams. He connected his feet to the trunk of the tree, like a nimble bird gliding through the woods, and soon disappeared into the woods.

While galloping like a flight, Fang Wen smirked proudly: "Want to catch Fang Da Shao me?" Are you dreaming? Hahahaha! While laughing wildly, Fang Wen also calculated in his heart that the people of the wind gate would definitely be able to escape, unless the luck was hit by a large laser, there would be no loss. Mr. Yueda, Hua Jiu and other elders were powerful, and if they were bent on escaping, it was impossible for anyone to block them.

The unlucky ones are the ordinary disciples of the Moon Gate, as well as the Snow Gate girls who accompanied them.

"The four of you may be able to escape with Fang Da Shao and me, but since you are not righteous enough to run away first, it is no wonder that our Da Shao did not save you." Fang Wen sighed helplessly, and scolded in a low voice: "One day husband and wife, one hundred days, I also let you suck up more than ten percent of your strength." What a granny reality! What a grandma's heartlessness! ”

However, Fang Wen also felt strange, why did his heart suddenly go numb? Gone mad? Without this statement, his wind spirit body is the most suitable physique for cultivating the Wind Sutra, and it is impossible to go mad. If it weren't for this pause, Fang Wen would have followed Mr. Fengda away.

Three thick red rays of light suddenly grazed Fang Wen's body. Three pitch-black holes appeared in the dirt ground in front of Fang Wen. Fang Wen screamed in fright, hurriedly sped up again, and at the same time kept walking around the trees in an S-shaped line as he ran, constantly changing the direction of running, and no longer dared to go straight forward.

Two helicopters chased behind, and a very familiar voice was amplified by a loudspeaker and passed into Fang Wen's ears: "Four less wind gates, you surrender!" Otherwise, I will show no mercy. ”

A few hundred meters ahead is the end of the woods, and beyond that is a wilderness. As long as he was in the wilderness, Fang Wen could directly raise to his maximum speed and leave freely. So, he didn't pay any attention to the sound in the tweeter, and the frequency of his feet jogging increased a little faster. Hundreds of meters, for Fang Wen now, is just a breath of time to run.

Inside the helicopter, Lu Fang shook his head coldly and scolded in a low voice: "I don't know if I live or die." The speed of the damper, hum, can it be compared to a high-speed missile? Fire! ”

A helicopter suddenly made a sharp stop in the air and hovered in the air. I saw a flash of fire, and two extremely thick missiles shot out, chasing after Fang Wen accurately.

China's latest high-speed sea-skimming anti-ship missile has a maximum speed of 11 times the staggering speed of sound. Using such a missile against Fang Wen is really worthy of him. Fang Wen used his strength to eat, but he could only reach three times the speed of sound in a short period of time, and this kind of missile was Fang Wen's nemesis.

Fang Wen heard a strange noise in the air, he couldn't help but glance back, and screamed in fright: "No~~~ I didn't do anything hurtful!" Missiles~~~Help~~~ Even if you steal the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment at most, and you will fucking shoot people with missiles! ”

His body turned sharply, and Fang Wen was like a drunken flea, rapidly changing his position in the woods. The speed of such a big guy as an anti-ship missile is terrifyingly fast, but Fang Wen didn't believe that this kind of big guy could make such a dexterous change like him. The wind roared in his body, and Fang Wen brought up a hazy afterimage, almost teleporting out of the woods.

The two anti-ship missiles firmly grasped Fang Wen's figure, constantly changing their flight attitude drastically, and always biting Fang Wen's figure. The lilac glass cover of the homing head at the head of the missile was so hideous and terrifying in the eyes of Fang Wen at this time.

Fang Wen never dreamed that the big guy he used to fight the warship would be able to track a person so accurately. The accuracy of this homing head is too high, right?

At that moment, Fang Wen howled miserably: "Lao Tzu hates his grandmother's high technology!" ”

In just a few seconds, the two missiles chased behind Fang Wen, Fang Wen let out a long howl of resignation, and threw the soft sword on his waist towards the missiles that were shooting behind him.

The long sword pierced through the air and accurately pierced the homing head of the missile in front of it, reaching the depths of the missile body. The missile exploded, detonating another missile just outside of Mish.

At the moment when the missile exploded, Fang Wen rushed forward dozens of meters, his body shrunk into a small ball of flesh, his hands and legs firmly protected his head, and he rolled forward against the ground.

The impact qi wave was dozens of meters away, still throwing Fang Wen high, Fang Wen only felt a violent tremor all over his body, a scorching wave of qi enveloped him, and his skin seemed to melt. A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and Fang Wen instantly accelerated to his maximum speed with the wave of air generated by the missile explosion, and rushed forward with blood spraying all the way.

"!" Lu Fang angrily left a deep fist mark on the floor of the cabin. He frowned, "That would allow him to escape." Alas, you said that I had already stuffed thousands of marbles into that missile, and this kid was not a sieve? Alas, alas, I don't know if anyone else has caught any valuable live mouths. ”

Soon, Lu Fang got the answer from the walkie-talkie: 37 Tianmen disciples were killed, and 23 people who were injured and captured but committed suicide by taking poison were left alive. The ones killed were all low-level disciples of the Moon Gate and the Snow Gate, and none of the real core characters were caught.

"!" Lu Fang went crazy again. He yelled, "No one else can catch up." Fengmen Sishao, this guy was hit by two missiles at close range, and the injury was definitely not light, so concentrate all the people to arrest him! Damn, I've been planted in his hands for the rest of my life! This breath must come out! ”

A large number of Longmen disciples and peripheral forces gave up the pursuit of Mr. Feng Da and the others, and concentrated all their forces to lay a net in the direction of Fang Wen's escape.

Rwan's guess was completely correct. Fang Wen was hit by the missile explosion at close range, and his internal organs were already injured. But Fang Wen's real trouble was a piece of shrapnel the size of a small saw blade. The shrapnel, which was more than a centimeter wide and more than a dozen centimeters long, penetrated his body from behind his left rib and severed two of his ribs. Fang Wen didn't notice his injuries when he ran for his life with a sigh of relief, and when he ran out of more than twenty miles, he suddenly felt chills all over his body, and he found that he had been severely injured.

"Oh my God!" Fang Wen covered this penetrating injury, only felt that his hands and feet were soft and numb, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

He was wounded in Chicago that day and was much worse than he was today. But that time he was injured and fell into a coma, and by the time he woke up, his injuries had healed. He didn't really give himself the experience to deal with his wounds.

The terrible wound under his left rib and the constant gushing of plasma, Fang Wen almost cried.

This, what is going to be done? Himself, will he die?

Fang Wen trembled all over, and his mind went blank.

After a long time, he reluctantly remembered the self-treatment method that Mr. Xue Da had told him. He didn't have the courage to pull the shrapnel out of his body, but directly tore his clothes into strips of cloth, and used the secret medicine of the snow gate in the dark of his belt to apply a thick layer to the wound, and tied the wound firmly.

After a movement, Fang Wen's eyes turned black in pain, and he almost fainted. He struggled to get up, only to feel that the endless true power that was rolling like the waves of the ocean on weekdays no longer knew where it had gone, and he felt empty in his body, cold, hungry, scared, and did not know how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Rao is that he has great strength, Rao is that he has gone through several years of special training, but in his bones, he is still the Fang Dashao of Beijing City, and he has not really become a martial artist.

With heavy steps, Fang Wen walked towards a small village in front of him. He didn't think about what would happen to his own blood in the village.

Mistakenly left the shrapnel in the body, although Xuemen's wound medicine was very effective, and the blood from the wound had been stopped, but when walking, the shrapnel kept sliding in the wound, constantly tearing the skin and flesh of the wound, making Fang Wen's every step so difficult. The wound throbbed and ached, and Fang Wen's eyes turned black for a while. He literally sobbed and cried.

What to do? He alone could not cope with such a thing.

If it falls into the hands of the dragon gate. Just with the little good things he did in Europe, he took people to pick the dragon gate with so many strongholds, and didn't he be at the mercy of 10,000 different appearances?

"Master, what should I do?"

Fang Wen desperately recalled the training he received in the special training camp in the primeval forest of the Amazon. What should I do when I am injured and being chased and killed?

What did that instructor say? How is it said? How is it said?

It was blank, Fang Wen's mind was blank.

When he was in the training camp, Fang Wen only cared about fantasizing about his wonderful life in the future, where did he listen to the words of those instructors?

"Perhaps, surrender is a good idea." Fang Wen persuaded himself: "Surrender, Longmen can't kill me as soon as we meet." As long as I am alive, Master will always find a way to save me. ”

"Surrender. If you surrender, you will receive the best medical care and care. ”

"Do you want to surrender? Now that he is like this, it is impossible to escape the tracking of the dragon gate. ”

"This time, against themselves, they used high-speed missiles. What about next time? Will all the atomic bombs be dropped? ”

"Behind the dragon gate, there is the state apparatus. How could our young and junior be able to hide from them? There's no shame in getting caught. Surrender, right? ”

Fang Wen almost convinced himself. But he vaguely felt that surrender might not be a good idea.

The elegant face of Mr. Feng Da flashed in front of him.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Feng Da is really good at Fang Wen. Fang Wen felt the warmth of a father who had never been in him.

In particular, Mr. Feng Da handed over half of the Wind Resisting Department to Fang Wen this time.

Mr. Feng Da values Fang Wen very much. If he surrenders, will it make Mr. Feng Da sad?

Even when everyone scattered and fled just now, Mr. Feng Da wanted Fang Wen to follow him. Feng Yuan, Wind Fox, Wind Monkey, Fang Wen's three senior brothers, none of them have this kind of treatment. Mr. Feng Da favors Fang Wen, does Fang Wen want to repay him with a disgraceful surrender?

"Woo, I don't want to surrender. But I'm afraid of death! Fang Wen sobbed, walked to the side of the road in front of the village with difficulty, and leaned against a big tree weakly.

If he hadn't been injured, Fang Wen would have the confidence to deal with everything. But the terrible wound on his left rib made Fang Wen instantly change from a high-flying superman to a soft egg.

Trembling and sobbing, Fang Wen couldn't make a decision for a long time.

A very elegant sandalwood fragrance wafted faintly. Fang Wen sniffled, and suddenly felt refreshed. This is a very fine smell of sandalwood. No, it should be the best sandalwood, timeless and elegant, straight into the heart and spleen, pure heart and mind, it is a rare good sandalwood.

How could there be such good sandalwood near such a dilapidated village?

Fang Wen looked around in surprise.

A young man as majestic as a lion and tiger was striding down the road. He stared at Fang Wen deadly, holding a pitch-black demon-slaying pestle in his right hand, waving it gently.

It was a 10,000-year-old ebony heart carved into a demon-slaying pestle, with a thick grip and a long meter, and between the waves of the young man, the demon-slaying pestle faintly emitted bursts of thunder.

Fang Wen gasped.

The young man shouted loudly from a distance: "Four young people in the wind gate? Senior brother is right, you are really injured. ”

"It's you who surrender and follow me. Or shall I break your limbs and carry you back? ”

The laughter of the young man was like thunder, and the ground trembled. He laughed and said, "I think it's better to break your limbs." Fengmen is the best in the world, even if you are injured, I Long Shao don't want to capsize in the gutter. ”

"Long Shao, my first debut walking the rivers and lakes, I can't let people fall into jokes, right?"

Fang Wen's tears flowed down in large numbers, he looked at the young man blankly, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Boss Long, you, your grandmother is not dead?" Are you a monk? I'm Fang Wen~~~"

Long Shao, who was striding towards Fang Wen, stiffened and almost fell to the ground. His fingers trembled, and the demon pestle that was constantly waving flew out of his hand, not knowing that it flew to the grass hole.

"Isn't it? Are you a square monkey? Is Fang Monkey so handsome? Long Shao scratched his head in distress, looked up to the sky and sighed: "God, are you playing with me?" ”

Fang Wen's heart was relieved, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he fainted on the ground.

Amitabha, saved.

The eldest brother of the Iron Triangle, Long Shao, is actually a disciple of Longmen, and his grandmother was saved.