Jumping off the chain bridge that led to the door exhibition and a dark pavilion, Yan Wuyi led everyone to flee straight to the north.

At this moment, the Nine Plagues Warriors were besieging from all directions, and they had to escape from the place where the water division prohibition was shrouded before they could dive into the raging water.

The patrol guard on the water was also ready to go, urging Dao Dao spiritual power to arrange heavy hinges on the river.

There are also iron crossbow guards secretly guarding both sides of the water and aiming at the water surface, seemingly foolproof, all of which are killing and lurking.

"There is an undercurrent in front of the Wing Pavilion eighty zhang to the north, which leads directly to the south gate of Changxia, and you can escape with the help of the undercurrent. ”

Yan Wuyi hugged Yan Wuyu and ran quickly, seeing the three ancient characters hanging high in front of him, and the dark pavilion rising from the ground, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

The map presented by Mr. Yuye clearly indicates that there is an underwater torrent five zhang wide not far from the Wing G Pavilion in front of him, and if he travels in a swift stream, he must be able to escape from the area under the command of the Nine Calamities Emperor in less than half a moment.

As early as when he infiltrated the Hidden Pavilion of the Wild Water, Yan Wuyi had already noticed the strange terrain and hidden environment around the Wild Water, and now that he had escaped here, he finally had a chance to leave.

But at this moment, there are already nine martial artists behind him, and there are also heavy troops on both sides to encircle and suppress, someone must delay time and win a chance for everyone to live, otherwise the hidden void strong will come and no one will be able to escape.

"Kill!"

"The third master has an order, capture the gangsters alive!"

Bursts of shouts resounded under the water, and the sound of swords grinding against each other was even more terrifying.

"Let's go together!"

Murong Xing seemed to have seen through Yan Wuyi's thoughts, and walked quickly in three or two steps, pulling Yan Wuyi to run towards the undercurrent.

The other three people also had different faces, and now the situation was extremely clear, if the five of them resisted the Nine Martial Artists who attacked from both sides, they would inevitably face the trap of being surrounded, and it would be difficult to escape when the time came.

"This master is right, let's go out together, then let's go out together!"

The evil spirit's bright eyes flashed with a strange light, since he recognized the young man as the master, he naturally couldn't bear to suffer from danger, otherwise the heavenly oath would backfire, and I was afraid that he would not live long.

"I agree. The cloud reversal method is treacherous and changeable, and the two joys jumped out of ten zhang away, and the steel knife that I found out of nowhere was clenched in my hand, and my face was full of death.

The six of them walked and walked, all of them were dissuading Yan Wuyi from blocking the Nine Martial Artists alone.

Yan Wuyi smiled helplessly, now except for himself, who can stop the tiger and wolf of the Nine Tribulations Emperor, if he doesn't take action, he will be trapped under the water within forty zhang.

"Second brother, don't. With tears in her arms, Yan Wuyu seemed to sense that something was wrong with her brother, and whispered with unbearable worry.

"Don't worry, girl, the second brother is sure. Yan Wuyi smiled confidently at her, but there was a faint bottom in his heart.

The Killing Dome Stick was extremely terrifying, and he had never tried to control the power of this soldier, and now the situation forced him to risk his life to fight again.

block a way for Wuyu and Murong Xing.

"Murong, I must take my little sister out!" a deep voice came out of his mouth, since he had made a decision, he would never change.

"What nonsense are you talking about, there are nine calamity warriors everywhere under this raging water, how can you alone resist the attack of a hundred people, don't lose your life in vain. ”

Murong Xing's face changed, he never thought that Yan Wuyi really wanted to do such an extremely dangerous move, but how could he endure his brother to block the Nine Martial Artists alone.

"Stop. ”

Yan Wuyi didn't care about his worried face, and directly handed Wuyu, who was holding him tightly in his arms, to Murong Xing, and slowly stopped.

"Waiting for the second brother to come back!"

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Yan Wuyi's mouth, and he glanced at Yan Wuyu deeply, he had broken the agreement after all, and he couldn't stay by her side all the time.

"No easy!"

"Second brother!"

Yan Wuyu cried sadly, and shouted at Yan Wuyi behind him, but was hugged by Murong Xing with a sad face.

"You kid remember to the master, you must come back alive. "Murong Xing couldn't stop the change of events, and he couldn't stop Yan Wuyi from blocking the Nine Martial Artists alone, so he had to be determined to complete the trust of his brother who had handed over his life at any cost.

The tragic image was also seen by the three of Yun Rui, and the evil Mi and Zhao Xian both frowned and were anxious.

After all, the two of them and Yan Wuyi were both damaged, if Yan Wuyi was gone and didn't come back, the two of them would have to be in great trouble, but now they couldn't go back to help him, so they had to flee quickly with worry.

The young warrior Yun reversed his eyes with admiration, and the young man's courage and determination were enough to be amazed and admired, but such kindness must not be desired.

Boy, saved him twice.

"You must get out. ”

Seeing the undercurrent not far from the Wing Mo Pavilion with Murong Xing leading everyone quickly, Yan Wuyi was relieved.

Then the spiritual power of the whole body was suddenly mobilized, and the heart method of the sea of blood meditation was also secretly moving, leading the only few traces of blood in the heart to the blood veins and bones.

And with consciousness to urge the endless whirling dome, ready to rise at any time.

The Tibetan Void Cultivator who was chasing after him led fifty or sixty Nine Calamity Martial Artists to rush over, but he couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw a young man blocking in front of him.

"It's not easy to be in Xiayan, please advise!"

The shocking words reached the ears of the Nine Plagues, and the fence was stunned when he heard this, and then stared at the young man in front of him tightly, and the pace of pursuit was a little slower, and at the same time signaled his subordinates to besiege him.

"The realm of the six veins, young and thin, could it be that this person is really Yan Wuyi?"

Fence was quite suspicious, and secretly compared Yan Wuyi's portrait with the young man in his mind, and then confirmed that it was correct, and then laughed arrogantly: "It doesn't take much effort to get it, you kid dares to take the risk of breaking into my Nine Disasters Emperor's Hidden Pavilion, and you have some courage." ”

"If anyone can hold this person, Lao Tzu will reward him with a thousand silver coins!"

Fence Yu laughed heartily, now that Yan Wuyi appeared in the Hidden Pavilion of the Wild Water, he saved a lot of trouble, and he could directly catch him and ask about the whereabouts of the Demon Pill Spirit Bead and the Soul Clan Boy.

Yan Wuyi's face was solemn and cold, and although the people who were chasing after him were coming, the Nine Tribulation Warriors who were rapidly attacking Murong Xing and a few people on both sides did not stop, and then turned over and retreated ten steps.

I saw Yan Wuyi alone past the vicious warrior on the left, and with all his strength, he smashed a flying pavilion on the side to smithereens, and then condensed on it.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A deafening explosion rang out fiercely as he faced the dozens of warriors on his left, stirring up a thick spiritual mist around him.

"Is this person crazy?"

"It's just looking for death!" The martial artist on one side couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he saw him hit the knife edge.

"A thousand silver coins?" The huge temptation was in front of him, and many martial artists were also lazy in pursuing the front, so they pointed the knife at the thin and thin Yan Wuyi.

The warriors never thought that this person would dare to block alone, and they all avoided the broken pavilion stone and heavy wood, and then the sword life was slashed over.

And when I heard what the third master said, they all came like wolves and tigers, and the qi of the Dao sword surged, rolling and resounding under the raging water.

"If you have the ability, come and catch Yan!" Yan Wuyi said provocatively, fortunately, the martial artist on one side was already hesitant.

But as soon as the words fell, he saw a standing claw fused with Qianjun power to cover him, and he couldn't care about anything else when he was in a hurry, so he had to desperately urge the Gui Vulture Palace Exercises, and the blood swirled sideways to avoid it.

At this time, the frontal martial artist was also attacking, Yan Wuyi secretly made a tricky way, made his footwork to the extreme, avoided the claw momentum and ran forward.

Most of these Nine Tribulation Martial Artists were martial artists in the Heavenly Vein Realm, and pulling out two of them at random could make Yan Wuyi anxious, but now they were facing a situation where hundreds of people were chasing after them, and they had to desperately dodge.

As a last resort, the Killing Dome that rotates in the body must not be used at will, and the power of holding the spiritual weapon is only one of them, and the little sister and Murong Xing who are afraid of being in danger of running wild are the second.

"This kid is running so fast!"

The fence frowned, the heavy iron palm slowly clenched, and then flew up and jumped, and the hidden void suddenly exploded, and it beckoned to arrange the dilemma left and right.

"Boom ......"

The power of spiritual power exploded in his ears, and the warriors who followed him finally blocked his way with majestic spiritual power.

The instructions of a hundred Nine Martial Warriors in the hedge came from three sides.

Yan Wuyi relied on his eyes, ears, and snort to dodge dexterously.

"Poof!"

Seeing that he was about to leap out of the ten zhang, Yan Wuyi was always invincible like a rain of arrows, and was slashed into his shoulders and waist by two or three extremely explosive knife qi, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood violently.

Feeling the turbulent aura surging in his body, Yan Wuyi hurriedly lifted his spiritual power to divert through the veins and bone marrow.

One was strong and the other was weak, and the pace of the gallop had to slow down.