The next battle was extremely tragic, the enemy was killed more than a dozen, Chen Ping suffered a lot of injuries in the leg, his face turned pale because of blood loss, and Wang Yan was stabbed in the left abdomen with a sword, barely bandaged and still insisting. Han Yixuan was also injured, and his back was slashed twice, both of which were not deep, but the blood also flowed all over his back.

"You two take a break, and I'll take care of the rest." Han Yixuan saw that the two of them were indeed injured, and he was afraid that they would be in danger if they continued to persevere, so he hurriedly stopped them from continuing to fight.

Chen Ping and Wang Yan hesitated for a moment, and silently retreated to the side to bandage their wounds. If the injuries of the two of them are not dealt with, they will not help the master but drag them back later.

Han Yixuan clenched the sword in his hand, staring at a few people with sharp eyes, he was going to use a big move to solve the rest of the people as soon as possible, he was now in a terrible back pain, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

This ultimate especially consumes its own internal strength, and if you can't kill the enemy at once, it's yourself who will die.

Who the hell cultivated these dead soldiers to be so powerful, they simply don't treat themselves as human beings, they are so not afraid of death, not afraid of injury, not afraid of pain, it's really a headache. Han Yixuan originally wanted to leave a useful clue to ask questions. But after a fight, he changed his mind and was ready to escape first.

Suddenly he jumped up with a force under his feet, and swung his sword luck to kill the remaining five people. The speed was too fast, and before those people could react, they were swept by the sword wind, and wherever the sword qi went, blood flowed like a river. After the sword qi, none of the five people could stand up, three of them were killed immediately, and the remaining two were cut in two and were about to die, and the other Han Yixuan gave him a breath and cut off his left leg, unable to escape.

Holding the blood-dripping sword, Han Yixuan pointed at the man with the broken leg, "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man didn't speak, staring at Han Yixuan with hatred, and suddenly smiled at him, "Guess." After saying that, he gritted his teeth, and a wisp of dark blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to death.

"It seems to be a dead man, the poison is hidden in his teeth, and if he is captured, he will kill himself." Chen Ping dragged his injured leg over to support Han Yixuan and said.

"It's crazy." Wang Yan said in the back. He had another layer of clothing wrapped around his stomach to stop another bleed.

"We need to get out of here." Han Yixuan looked at the dead corpse on the ground and frowned even tighter, "Chen Ping, I'll help you get on the horse, Wang Yan, can you do it yourself?" ”

Wang Yan nodded, he was injured in the stomach, and his leg was fine, although he was inevitably bumped when he got on the horse, but there was no way to do it. As the master said, they must leave quickly.

"Master, are your injuries alright?" Chen Ping got on the horse with the help of Han Yixuan, and suddenly thought that his master was also injured, so he hurriedly asked. It was so careless that I forgot to help my master look at the wound just now. When Wang Yan heard his words, he found that his master's back was injured and there was a lot of blood on his clothes.

"It's okay, you can still carry it, let's go quickly." Han Yixuan endured the pain and got on the horse, quickly whipped his horse, and ran into the distance.

"The kid is leaving, he killed so many of my people, he dared to leave, and he would stay behind." After a few steps, a loud voice sounded behind him, and an old man in a brown robe with a gray beard flew up after him.

Han Yixuan felt the fierce momentum of the man chasing after him, and he shouted, "Hurry up." "Urge the white horse under the crotch to speed up.

"Dare to go, eat my palm." The man stepped on Wang Yan's shoulder, and with the help of his strength, he flew faster and higher, and the whole person obviously attacked Han Yixuan.

Han Yixuan saw that the person was getting closer and closer, so he had no choice but to lower his waist and dodge. He used too much internal force when he killed those five people just now, and now he has almost no internal force, and he may die here with this palm.

I am so unwilling, Ruyu's revenge has not been avenged, Ruyu's body doesn't know where it is, in case he dies here, he can't be buried with Ruyu. Han Yixuan gritted his teeth and urged the last strength of his body, rolled down from his horse, and rolled out a long way at once.

"The reaction is good, and I can dodge the old man's chongyun palm." The old man was a little surprised, he landed and took two steps forward, looked Han Yixuan up and down, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "It's a pity that we are enemies, otherwise the old man would like to take you as an apprentice." ”

"Phew." Han Yixuan stood up and took a sip, "Old man, don't pee and look in the mirror, you still want to take this son as an apprentice and make your Spring and Autumn dreams." Han Yixuan was unhappy in his heart, and he didn't care about the crisis in front of him, he would talk about it first.

The old man was annoyed and angry, he hated people talking about his appearance the most, he looked very ordinary, his eyes were small and he had rosacea, he even looked a little ugly, this was his scar, who was in a hurry to lift it.

"The kid is looking for death, and the old man will give you a ride." His eyes widened, and his right hand quickly hit a palm, this palm was even more powerful, and the palm wind made Han Yixuan's clothes flutter constantly, except for the master, he had never seen such a strong internal force. Han Yixuan couldn't dodge this time, he stood there and looked up at the sky, maybe this time he could see Ruyu.

The expected pain did not appear, and someone took the palm for him. only heard a bang, and the old man in front of him was forced to take more than a dozen steps back, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the voice of the person who came carried a chill: "Old man Ouyang, what kind of ability is it to bully juniors." ”

Hearing the voice, Han Yixuan was overjoyed. Wang Yan and Chen Ping were also happy. Master is here.

Han Yixuan didn't care who the enemy in front of him was, he only knew that the master had finally appeared, and the worries he had about the master before were now half gone. He stood there in a daze, wanting to call out to Master, but he was afraid that Master would be distracted, so he had to hide a little farther away and observe the situation here.

"Who are you? It was able to catch my Chongyun palm. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old man asked hatefully.

The person who came was dressed in gray clothes and wore a hat with a veil, and he couldn't see his face clearly. "Those who dodge and don't dare to see people, your Excellency is not a turtle with a shrunken head, right?" The old man continued to speak venomously.

"Don't talk nonsense, dare to hurt my apprentice, you are ready to die." Yan Feiyu felt distressed when he saw Han Yixuan's tragic situation, and the fire in his heart was successfully provoked, his eyes widened angrily, and he put on a posture, looking like he was going to fight hard.

"Rats who hide their heads and tails, I, Ouyang Chun, am afraid that you will not succeed." Ouyang Chun's three words successfully shocked Han Yixuan. No wonder he is so powerful, it turns out that he is Ouyang Chun, one of the three masters of the rivers and lakes. Didn't he retreat, why did he come to kill himself today?

Yan Feiyu and Ouyang Chun had already fought together at this time, and they were both known as masters back then, but they didn't have the opportunity to compete face-to-face. Yan Feiyu is much younger than Ouyang Chun, and by the time Yan Feiyu became famous, Ouyang Chun would have already become famous all over the world. Later, Yan Feiyu was persecuted, Ouyang Chun chose to retire, and the two never intersected.

Yan Feiyu was young and frivolous when he became a martial artist, and he once wanted to challenge a few masters. He once went to the Hanyang Gang to find Zhu Qianchen, and the two fought for three days and three nights without distinguishing the winner, and he became famous with this battle. It also led to death. Later, he was wiped out without waiting for him to compete with Ouyang Chun, so he really didn't know what Ouyang Chun's martial arts were.

Yan Feiyu was secretly surprised while fighting with Ouyang Chun, he was worthy of being one of the three masters of martial arts, compared to Zhu Qianchen twenty years ago, Ouyang Chun's internal strength was more refined and profound, his moves were more tricky and ruthless, and his reaction was more sensitive and fast. If it weren't for the internal strength that was several decades more than him and twenty years of non-stop practice, he might have suffered a loss.

Ouyang Chun couldn't help but admire, this person's good ability was no worse than Zhu Qianchen back then. When did there be such a powerful character on the rivers and lakes, it seems that you have to find a way, otherwise if you continue to fight, your internal strength is not as good as the other party, and in the end, you must be the one who can't hold on.

After about a few hundred moves, Ouyang Chun was punched and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood. His face sank, and suddenly Xu Huang made a move, and according to Yan Feiyu's face, Yan Feiyu stretched out his fist to block, but Ouyang Chun suddenly withdrew his palm, quickly flipped back, and at the same time, with his flipping, a hidden weapon from his sleeve shot towards Yan Feiyu from time to time.

This is his trick, and he won't use it until he has to. After all, dignified martial arts grandmaster-level characters still hide hidden weapons when they fight with people, and their reputation is not very good. can force him to use a secret weapon, this Yan Feiyu's martial arts can be seen to be very powerful.

Seven thin needles flashed with a bewitching blue light, and they shot at the upper, middle and lower levels, and it seemed that there must be poison on the needles. Han Yixuan couldn't do it if he wanted to fly to save him, so he could only watch the flying needle fly towards his master. Unable to use light skills, he could only run over quickly, thinking that in case the master was injured, he would be able to help him quickly.

Yan Feiyu's eyes lit up, and he reacted quickly, the angle of the needle in front of him was too tricky, and he couldn't dodge it from any angle. He simply didn't dodge, and with both hands he threw off the wide sleeve like a water sleeve and spun it rapidly, blocking all seven needles flying in front of him. A few needles also turned around and flew towards Ouyang Chun, and he was frightened and quickly moved back, retreating far away in one breath.

Han Yixuan felt that his heart had finally fallen into his stomach, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud to see that his master could still calmly deal with such a dangerous situation. At the same time, I am also deeply aware that my ability is still too far behind, and I must work hard in the future.