Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

The people of the dense forest understand a truth, as long as Zhang Yi's horse is shot to death, it will be difficult for him to escape from this dense forest.

It's a pity that Zhang Yi rode snow.

As the arrow approached, the flying snow suddenly flashed red with its hooves, and its speed was twice as fast.

Blizzard has the blood of a monster and is able to use vitality. Under the infusion of vitality, it was as fast as a red light, and it disappeared here in an instant.

The huge arrowhead, grazing the tail of the flying snow, shot into a towering tree not far away, pierced through the trunk for half a meter, and then exploded a huge round hole.

Zhang Yi continued to move forward, and Feixue's breathing gradually became shorter.

After a long run, and the use of the vitality just now, it has begun to get tired.

Suddenly, Feixue's feet were empty, and he fell into a deep pit more than ten meters deep and more than five meters wide.

Pitfall!

"Zhang Yi, suffer death!"

A roar appeared from above Zhang Yi's head. Then, a basin of black liquid poured down from the top of the head.

The liquid was so corrosive that it corroded the soil in the pit into potholes. Zhang Yi's vitality was also sneered at by the corrosive effects of these liquids.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yi carried the snow on his shoulder, took a quick step, and rushed up along the wall of the earthen pit.

Outside the trap, several warriors saw this scene, their faces were full of horror, and they turned around and ran away in fright.

Zhang Yi didn't chase after him, he rode on the flying snow and turned around and left.

Time!

He didn't dare to waste a little time.

It didn't take long for huge fishing nets to fall from the sky.

"Get out!"

Zhang Yi roared angrily, and his vitality shook, shaking these fishing nets away, and the speed of moving forward was not slow at all.

On the tree, many people looked at his distant figure and did not dare to chase after him.

Along the way, countless warriors in the dense forest chased and intercepted, but they couldn't stop Zhang Yi. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yi was already approaching the exit of the dense forest.

At the front of the road, a team of men in red appeared.

On the bodies of these people, there were fluctuations in the vitality of the fire attribute, and these fluctuations were connected, as if a fire was burning in the flat ground.

Zhang Yi's eyes trembled, these people turned out to be fire attribute qi refining martial artists!

"Seventh Prince Zhang Yi, the Ministry of Fire has been waiting for a long time!"

A man standing in front of him stretched out his right arm and aimed it at Zhang Yi. Everyone else put their hands on the man's back.

More than a dozen people seem to be connected into a whole. The vitality of all people is concentrated in one person.

The man in front of him shouted loudly:

"Fire Department: Fist like a dragon!"

A thick pillar of fire impacted, and from this person's fist, it was extremely fast, rushing towards Zhang Yi.

The pillar of fire was so powerful that the trees along the way withered and burned, and the ground was plowed into a deep pit by the fist wind.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Zhang Yi quickly jumped down from the snow, and the vitality of the 108 acupoints surged, and the fist was like a shattered mountain and a broken star, meeting this pillar of fire.

Thundered!

The flames were shining, and the raging torrent of vitality uprooted the surrounding trees.

Zhang Yi had just landed, and he had already performed an instantaneous step and rushed to the front of the fire department.

His right leg, like a whip and a dragon, was aimed at the head of the man directly in front of the fire department.

The six styles of the military department - whip legs!

Seeing this, the man's face was angry, and he shouted:

"Fire Department: Body like a wall!"

Behind the man, everyone pressed their hands on his shoulders, and their vitality was frantically infused.

With the blessing of these vitality, the man's aura was extremely tyrannical, and he raised his arms high to block Zhang Yi's legs.

As he moved, a wall of flames rose from the ground, defending his entire body.

Zhang Yi's whip leg hit the wall of flames.

This leg, there is no sound.

After the blow, Zhang Yi stopped attacking, rushed towards Feixue and turned around and ran.

"Zhang Yi, your attack is nothing more than that, do you think you can run away? Look at my move, the fire department ......"

The man laughed loudly, and suddenly felt that something was not right, why didn't the teammates behind him give him vitality?

The man turned his head, his face full of horror.

All the people behind him lost their heads, became headless corpses, and fell to the ground.

"What's going on, could it be Zhang Yi's leg just now?"

The man sat on the ground, frightened and speechless.

Beyond the interception of the fire department, Zhang Yi rushed out of the dense forest. In front of him is an endless grassland.

Looking into the distance, Zhang Yi suddenly stopped. His face became extremely ugly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yi turned over and dismounted. He turned his head and looked at the snow.

At this moment, the horse was soaked in sweat, as if it had been washed in blood. On its body, there were some traces of scorched flames, as well as scars all over the place.

In addition, after running for a long time, Feixue was extremely tired, and his hooves were constantly trembling, and it seemed that he could not even stand on his feet.

In the face of Zhang Yi's actions, Feixue panted vigorously and looked at him with puzzled eyes, as if asking: Why don't you leave?

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and said, "Feixue, I know you can understand my words. There's something I'm going to tell you. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and pointed ahead.

"Ahead, there's a place called the Prairie of Despair. Passing through this steppe, you left the border of the Huowu Dynasty. When the time comes, we will be safe. ”

"But, as you can see, the Huowu Dynasty has placed a legion on the steppe in order to stop me. If I'm not mistaken, it should be their most powerful fire army. ”

"That is, it is extremely dangerous to move on. Most likely, we will all die. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yi said to Feixue in an extremely solemn tone:

"Along the way, you have helped me until now, and I have reached the limit. I'm grateful. Now, I'll set you free. Friend, you go. ”

Blizzard froze.

It didn't expect that at this moment, Zhang Yi would let it go and face the enemy in front of him alone.

Ahead, is a legion.

Without its high-speed movement, Zhang Yi would probably be dead or alive.

Even with its help, it may not be able to take Zhang Yi to escape safely.

Seeing that Feixue was a little stunned, Zhang Yi patted it on the back, then turned around and walked towards the legion in front with a firm step.

Passing through this legion, it is the Deception Sect.

There, it was my opportunity to become stronger, and it was my way home.

Death to those who stand in my way!

"Wait a minute!" Blizzard suddenly roared.

Zhang Yi turned his head and saw Feixue walking in front of him and bowing down.

"I'll take you away!" Blizzard said.

"You're not afraid of death?" Zhang Yi's face was full of surprise.

Feixue's eyes flashed with an indescribable look.

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of dying without honor."

"Nalan Zhan thinks I'm noble, and I'm afraid that I'll die, so he only lets me be responsible for delivering letters. However, I am not a messenger horse! ”

"I am a war horse, and the war horse has only one destination, and that is to die on the battlefield. Instead of dying in the horse pen! ”

"Zhang Yi, I'm not your friend, I'm your comrade-in-arms!"

Zhang Yi saw that Feixue's limbs were no longer trembling, and the fatigue on his body seemed to be swept away. It stared at itself with a pleading gaze.

Zhang Yi nodded and jumped on the horse.

"Comrade-in-arms, let's rush!"