"This old boy is so ruthless!" Song Zhe coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the deep wound on his chest, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Just when the iceberg fell just now, Dugu Fang created an illusion of being stoned to death by the iceberg at the cost of serious injuries. If Song Zhe hadn't realized that something was wrong at the last moment, it was very likely that he would be lying on the ground at this time.

Dugu's sword qi was really strong, and the three-meter-thick ice in front of Song Zhe was pierced by his sword, and in the end, Dugu's power was only seven layers because of serious injuries, which was barely blocked by Song Zhe.

The injuries were severe, but not fatal.

According to the current practice, you can recover by finding a place to meditate quietly for a few days.

The big war here is very moving, many people are watching, now is a rare free time, Song Zhe can't stay here, after a long time, when people realize that something is wrong, there will always be fools who are carried away by power. This seriously injured body can't be carried by a group of people in one go.

Song Zhe quickly left the city, and as soon as he went out, he plunged into the dense forest, and it was already even more difficult for those who wanted to take advantage of him to find him.

He walked through the dense forest, blood dripping from his body, staining the weeds on the road red.

Song Zhe frowned, it can't go on like this, you have to stop the bleeding first.

He remembered that there was a cliff nearby, and there was a small lake under the cliff, so it was better to clean the blood from his body and then bandage it.

Jiuyang Divine Skill kept running, and the injuries in his body were basically stable, and Song Zhe immediately used his ability to freeze the wounds, temporarily relieving the bleeding.

Freezing does not last, and it will seriously affect the rest of the trip after a long time.

"Whoa!"

This was the sound of a waterfall, and Song Zhe knew he had come to the right place.

When he came to the edge of the cliff, Song Zhe looked down, and because of the water vapor below, it was a thick cloud, and he didn't know the depth at all. However, this was not the time to hesitate, and he followed a vine that grew from the cliff and borrowed his strength to go down.

In fact, this cliff is not as deep as imagined, about thirty meters away, the length of the vines has reached the end, there is still a distance of three or four meters left, and the surrounding water vapor is very rich, Song Zhe simply made a few ice ladders and walked down along the way.

The cold spring water hit his body, and Song Zhe felt a burst of comfort.

Dugu's sword qi kept colliding with Jiuyang Divine Skill in his body, making Song Zhe's internal organs as uncomfortable as burning, and the spring water at this time made him feel a lot better.

The blood quickly flowed into the distance with the water, and Song Zhe carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Because of the impact of the waterfall on the mountain, a small cave with a small area has been formed on the rock wall, which is a good hiding place.

Song Zhe discovered this place because of his proximity to the entrance of the cave and his keen perception, and other people, if they were just standing outside the waterfall, would not know that there was a cave here.

Not long after the battle in Wushuang City subsided, the masters of all walks of life who had just left ran back one after another, peeking into the center of the battle in the dark. As a result, there was nothing but a pile of ruins and a few stalls of blood.

The big man who used the horse chopping knife rolled his eyes around, looked at the situation in front of him, and made a decision in his heart.

"City Lord, are you okay, City Lord!" He rushed to the center of the battlefield with a saber.

Others also appeared at this time, pretending to be.

The scene was not lively for a while, and all kinds of loyal remarks came and went.

"Brother Wu Yun, the city lord has unfortunately ruined the poisonous hands of the thieves, we must not stand idly by, as the protector of the Peerless City, we should do our duty. The murderer of the castle lord must be punished! ”

"What Brother Lin said makes sense, although the murderer killed the city lord, he was also seriously injured, he will definitely not run far, and along the bloodstains, the murderer will definitely be found."

Several people discussed together for a while, and decided to send their own people out of the city to find Song Zhe, who can find Song Zhe and come back with Song Zhe's head, who will be the next city lord of Wushuang City.

As a result, the entire Wushuang City instantly became lively.

Song Zhe hid in the cave behind the waterfall and meditated cross-legged, and what he got from Dugu Fang was not only the Peerless Sword, but also a book of martial arts secrets.

This cheatbook has no name, just a dozen patterns, each corresponding to a cultivation posture.

Song Zhe tried to simulate it in his mind, and found that this was a book of Zhigang Zhiyang exercises, which were very similar to Jiuyang Divine Skills, but they were much more powerful than Jiuyang Divine Skills.

There is a row of words at the back of the book, which is presumably written by a lonely party.

"Although this exercise is just to the yang, although it has no name, its realm and depth already belong to the category of peerless divine skills. It's a pity that the cultivation of this skill requires the practice of the most rigid and yang as the foundation. ”

The word ends here, it is obvious that when Dugu Fang obtained this exercise, he had already cultivated other exercises, and it was not the kind of supreme and yang.

Song Zhe was indeed secretly happy in his heart, his Jiuyang Divine Skill was the Extreme Strength and Yang, but because of the limitations of his own vision, he had now reached the current realm, but he lacked a lot in actual combat ability.

He carefully put the exercises in place and began to heal wholeheartedly.

The waterfall falls and laps against the rocks, and the impact stirs up countless splashes in the lake. All kinds of voices were mixed together, which well concealed the subtle movements caused by Song Zhe's cultivation and recuperation.

I don't know how many people passed by this cliff, but no one suspected that the person they were looking for was behind the waterfall.

"My lord, that person is the trace that was lost here, according to speculation, he was either rescued out of thin air, or temporarily stopped the bloodstains, and then fled."

"Rubbish!" Zou Lianhua shouted angrily.

"Why don't you look for it! To live to see people, to die to see corpses. This deep mountain and old forest, I don't believe that he can run away after being so seriously injured? ”

Indeed, there are many fierce beasts here, and the smell of blood tends to attract all kinds of fierce beasts to it, and eventually inevitably kill the beasts.

In this way, it was another half a day, and someone received a clue.

Some hunters saw blood in the stream below the mountain!

As soon as this news came out, those people were like flies that smelled fish, and they swarmed and pounced.

As a result, they searched around along the river for two days, but they didn't see Mao!

At this time, Song Zhe had basically recovered from his injuries.

Anyway, this place is hidden enough, and Song Zhe simply began to try to transfer to the nameless exercises here.

Through the battle with Dugu, Song Zhe realized that even if he was only weaker than Xiongba now, if he continued, Xiongba's strength would become stronger and stronger, and without the support of advanced exercises, it would be difficult for him to compete with Xiongba.

If he can't even beat the current hegemon, then he is even less of an opponent than the seven martial artists in the Dragon Slaying War.