Her eyes lifted slightly, and she stared.

Without further words, Feng Chenglin read her eyes.

"Be careful yourself!"

Taking two steps back, Feng Chenglin finally turned around and ran away.

Xue Zhi'an was unwilling to arrest him again, but he couldn't stand Ling Luoyu's madness.

The Chaos Primal Spirit doubled its strength in an instant, making him feel an invisible pressure.

"Zhipeng, Wanquan!"

The other two realized, and the gold element was once again infused with the silver net, outflanking the soul blade.

The corners of Ling Luoyu's lips faded into a thin smile at that moment, and he suddenly gave up his soul blade and turned to sweep away.

"Don't let her run!"

Xue Zhi'an carried the soul blade with the strength of one person.

"You two go after it!"

Zhipeng and Wan Quan responded, both broke through the roof, and flew towards Ling Luoyu.

Xue Zhi'an also wrapped the soul blade with a silver net at that moment, put it in the Qiankun bag, and then chased after the three people.

The four people, like ghosts, flew in the direction of Muyun Mountain.

In a short time, he had already caught up with the peak of Muyun Mountain.

Because of the killing during the day, Muyun Mountain at this time has become a dead mountain.

In addition to the smell of blood, there was also a faint smell of gunpowder that did not dissipate.

Ling Luoyu rushed straight to the top, but at the highest point, he suddenly stopped his steps.

In front of her, there was an abyss shrouded in white mist.

There was the sound of hunting in clothes behind him, and Xue Zhian and the others had already caught up.

"Ling Luoyu, where do you want to run this time?"

Ling Luoyu turned around slowly, his black eyes burning, and he looked at the three people fixedly.

"Who said I was going to run away?"

Xue Zhi'an understood something: "You brought us here on purpose?" ”

"Or else...... What do you think?! ”

Ling Luoyu raised his head abruptly, and the corners of his lips were tilted upward, fading out of a touch of evil spirit.

"Do you think I can't defeat the army, that's why I fled?"

Zhipeng and Wan Quan immediately glanced at each other.

Obviously, that's what they all think!

The fight was already evident just now, and they had the upper hand.

Xue Zhi'an sneered: "Ling Luoyu, I know you are sharp-tongued, but you can't win by talking big!" You even lost your weapon, what qualifications do you have to say that you are not fleeing?! ”

"Speaking of weapons, I suddenly remembered!"

An evil smile unleashed on Ling Luoyu's lips.

"Thank you for bringing it to me......"

Hao's wrist flipped over, and the soul blade broke out of Xue Zhi'an's Qiankun bag with a "whoosh".

At the moment of breaking, she didn't forget to cut him in the thigh again.

"Hmm!"

Although Xue Zhi'an was on guard and avoided it in time, he could carry the soul blade of the Chaos Yuan Spirit, which was not a divine weapon that he could avoid if he wanted to be vigilant.

With a muffled snort, the soul blade brought up a blood mark and flew back into Ling Luoyu's hand.

"Xue Zhi'an!"

Zhipeng and Wanquan hurriedly guarded left and right, very cautious and cautious.

"Are you alright?!"

"It's fine!"

Compared with the wound on his leg, Xue Zhian felt that the face injury was more serious.

He had already been plotted by Ling Luoyu twice in a row!

Although the injuries were not serious every time, they made him very unhappy.

"Ling Luoyu, it seems that you are the same as the legend, very difficult to deal with!"

"Legendary? Whose legend? Where did the legend come from?!! ”

Ling Luoyu's playful eyes flashed on the three of them, and the evil man pursed his lips.

"If I'm not mistaken, the three are half-demons!! And I don't seem to have any grudge conflicts with you half-demons, right?! But the three of them didn't say a word, and they just came at me?! As the saying goes, if you die, you have to die, should you explain to me what all this is all about?! ”