"It's strange, just now I could still see groups of Emei disciples from time to time, why can't I see any of them now."

The eagle-eyed old seven walked through the deep forest, and he couldn't help but feel strange when he hadn't seen the figure of the Emei disciple for a long time, and he continued to move forward while paying attention.

I have been walking for half a pillar of incense, but I still haven't seen a single Emei disciple.

This strange scene made Hawkeye Lao Qi more vigilant.

He hadn't forgotten that there was still a man hunted down in the woods.

The person who is hunted down can also become the person who is hunted down.

There is no absolute boundary between the two, just like the hunter and the prey, as long as the pursued prey is not dead, it is possible to bite the hunter back at any time.

What's more, Li Yang's prey was not injured at all, but his internal strength was almost exhausted.

"I hope his internal strength hasn't recovered yet, otherwise it will be tricky." As soon as the eagle-eyed old seven remembered that when Li Yang fought against Dugu Yihe, he finally sent out that powerful Holy Spirit sword qi, and his heart was a little worried.

The more this is the case, the more he wants to try to catch Li Yang as quickly as possible, and the longer the time drags on, the more likely it is that Li Yang's internal strength will recover.

He really didn't want to fight Li Yang in his heyday after his internal strength recovered.

He is self-aware, once Li Yang's internal strength recovers, it will not be Li Yang who will pursue him, but Li Yang will pursue him.

"It's ...... The smell of blood! ”

"Maybe it's Li Yang's."

Thinking of this, Hawkeye Lao Qi's spirit was shocked, and he immediately sped up his speed and searched in the direction where the smell came from.

When I got to the place, I was shocked.

When the dawn broke, it should have faded away and returned to the depths of the bright jungle, revealing a darker and more terrifying scene:

Dead bodies all over the ground!

Lying down, or lying down, or front, or back piled up on the ground in front of him, roughly glanced, it was estimated that there were thirty or forty bodies, and the blood that flowed out soaked and dyed red in this large area under the body, and finally after the precipitation dried up, this area turned into a dirty and bloody dark red, just looking at it made people reluctant to take a step forward, and the thick smell of corpses and blood was mixed together, choking on the mouth and nose.

"No wonder I haven't seen a single Emei disciple after walking for a long time, the Emei disciples who dared to search this area have all died here."

And what shocked Hawkeye Lao Qi the most was that these thirty or forty corpses were all facing forward and died, as if they were a group of soldiers who died on the way to the charge, none of them had their heads backwards, and even the swords they fell to the ground were pointed forward, pointing directly at Li Yang in front.

Looking at this scene, Hawkeye Lao Qi couldn't help but sketch a picture in his mind, thirty or forty Emei disciples, who were not afraid of death and bravely charged forward, but they fell one after another.

He couldn't help but be in awe.

"What a bunch of good boys, it's a pity."

Hawk-eyed Lao Qi sighed, not only regretting the sacrifice of these good sons, but also envious of Emei's good life, why didn't he have such a good sons under his hands.

Shaking his head, no longer caring about the affairs of the dead, the eagle-eyed old seven took a step, stepped into the dirty and bloody ground in front of him, and walked towards Li Yang in front.

This Li Yang is now lying in front of a tree in front of him, unable to move his hands or feet, dying, and he has not been able to push away even a corpse pressed on his legs, which shows how weak he is.

From this, it can also be seen how fierce the attack of the thirty or forty Emei disciples was, so that Li Yang, a top master, was tired of this miserable scene.

"It also saved me a lot of trouble." The eagle-eyed old seven crossed over the corpses and came to Li Yang, there was no friendship left and right, he didn't bother to say anything, and stretched out his hand to seal Li Yang's acupoint, so as not to give Li Yang a chance to fight back in the process of taking it away for a while.

He was always very careful.

But I was not careful enough.

The fingers stretched out, and just hit the big hole in Li Yang's chest, Li Yang's five fingers on the Feihong sword suddenly tightened, and he held the hilt of the sword.

Wave.

"Poof." Two fingers snapped off at the sound.

"Ahh I'll fuck you mommy! The sudden sharp pain of the severed finger made the eagle-eyed old seven scream in pain.

Seeing that Li Yang's sword blade was not stopping, after cutting off his two fingers, he came straight towards his head, it was really a good move, and he wanted to kill it all, leaving no room for it.

At the moment of his life, more than ten years of experience in the rivers and lakes saved Hawkeye Lao Qiyi's life, driving him to make the simplest but most effective response in an instant.

That is

…… Escape!

Don't make an image at all, lie on the spot, and at the same time, with an intact left hand, casually grabbed a dead corpse on the ground, and threw it towards Li Yang, while he took the opportunity to roll around several donkeys in a row, and escaped from Li Yang's sword.

Li Yang flew up with one leg and kicked the dead body to the side, and when he turned around and was about to draw his sword again, he saw that the eagle-eyed old seven had already rolled out more than two feet away.

It's so fast!

Li Yang sighed secretly, but he didn't pursue again, and watched the eagle-eyed old seven retreat again, retreating from a safe enough distance and place.

It's not that Our Lady of Li Yang has a heart attack, but the advantage of setting up an ambush and sneak attack has gone, with the skills and reactions shown by Eagle Eye Lao Qi, attacking by himself again, in addition to making Eagle Eye Lao Qi more embarrassed for a short time, it is difficult to win a substantial victory, but it will waste his own internal strength.

A master like Hawkeye Lao Qi, once he recognizes that he won't fight you, he will blindly run for his life, and he will use any trick regardless of his identity, just like the donkey rolling just now, you really can't do anything about him.

The eagle-eyed old seven got up from the ground, his movements were very slow, and he was very slow to stop the bleeding from the severed fingers, and during the whole process, a pair of eyes stared at Li Yang, but whenever Li Yang had any abnormal movements, he would immediately take corresponding measures, what kind of donkey rolling, dog eating, and even more so, he didn't care about humiliating identity, those were all false, and it was true that he could save his life.

At the same time, he also took the initiative to speak to distract Li Yang's energy.

"It turns out that Your Excellency's internal strength has been restored, but you still have to pretend to be dying, should I call you despicable and shameless, or should I praise you for being smart and resourceful?"

Li Yang didn't speak, lowered his head, and stabbed the tip of the Feihong Sword in his hand to the ground, and when he raised it again, there was already an extra thing on the tip of the sword.

Two severed fingers.

One up and down, like a string of sugar gourds, inserted into the tip of the sword.

Li Yang was just playing with his severed finger in front of the eagle-eyed old seven, his face full of banter and provocation.

The body is skinned, and the parents who are affected by it, any bloody and backbone man in the rivers and lakes can't bear this kind of provocation and teasing.

Hawk-eyed Lao Qi held back.

The flesh on his cheeks trembled wildly, and the broken fingers felt more painful than before, but Rao was still standing in place, gritting his teeth, and he had no intention of making a move.

The pain of breaking his finger made Hawkeye Lao Qi unable to raise the slightest sense of war in his heart.

Seeing this, Li Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and secretly said that this eagle-eyed old seventh didn't seem to be a rough man as said in the film.

He has only met twice with Hawkeye Seven, once at Jiangnan Hua Ruling's birthday banquet, and once at yesterday's duel with Dugu Yihe, and he has not spoken once, and he has no friendship at all, so most of his understanding of Hawkeye Seventh comes from the plot memory of the traverser, but now this memory seems to be wrong.