"Boy, you're dead!" Wang Heng's face was distorted and he shouted frantically.

In the distance, several figures were rushing towards this quickly, the magic power on those people flickered, and there was a saber-toothed tiger riding under them, and at first glance they were the inner disciples of the Yin Demon Sect.

Although Wen Ning is not afraid of things, he will not be stupid enough to deal with the entire Yin Demon Sect alone, not to mention that there is Ye Lingyu by his side, who knows how many disciples of the Yin Demon Sect are still in this mountain, and now the disparity in strength is too great, and it is important to save his life at the moment.

He shook his body, ran the small realm of the Heavenly Technique, left behind the remnants of the Dao, killed two more black-clothed magicians, and took Ye Lingyu's jade hand and ran towards the dense forest.

"Hmmm. ”

An earth thorn interception technique rushed out of the ground, blocking the way of the two, and a young man in green clothes riding a saber-toothed tiger saw that the outer disciple was killed, so he naturally would not let the two leave easily.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way....... The soul sword in Wen Ning's hand was red, and it attacked quickly like a blood dragon, the young man in Tsing Yi screamed, and his body flew out upside down, Wen Ning slashed the head of the saber-toothed tiger with another sword, splitting the saber-toothed tiger in half.

In a short period of time, the inner disciples of the Yin Demon Sect in the distance had already arrived back and forth, and a wind magician was the first to arrive, blocking Wen Ning and Ye Lingyu.

"Dare to kill the disciples of our Yin Demon Sect, I really don't know whether to live or die!" The wind magician's face was dark, his body was full of green mangs, and his strength had reached the Nine-Star Fishing King Realm, and the strength of the other few people was not weak, they were all in the Eight-Star Fishing King Realm.

"Little Lord Wen, we are really enemies, and we actually ran to our Beiliang Ground Steps...... Hehe....... A blue-clothed young man behind the wind magician had excitement on his face, and then his face turned cold, and he said, "You killed my sister three years ago, and today I will take your dog's life no matter what." ”

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Huang Yiran from Liang Wangfu, at this moment, when he saw Wen Ning, the enemy was very red-eyed when he saw him, and he couldn't wait to kill this beast immediately.

"Senior Brother Xue, it's this kid who stained my sister's innocence and caused her to commit suicide by hanging herself, so you must not let him go!" Huang still said to the Wind Magician of the Nine-Star Fishing King Realm.

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge Yu Yan's blood feud for her, even if the Great Luo Immortal comes today, it won't save his life. The magician surnamed Xue had a hint of coldness in his eyes, and immediately took out a white bone fan from his body.

Wen Ning's heart suddenly throbbed, since the other party wanted to kill him, he would definitely not be merciful, and it was better to sit back and wait to be killed.

He glanced at the terrain around the barren mountain, and there seemed to be a few sparse shades in the dense forest, and he had the idea of escaping.

Wen Ning struck out quickly with a sword, and at the same time his legs jumped up, drawing a perfect arc in the void, and the advantage of using the Heavenly Technique pulled up Ye Lingyu's hand, and the soul sword stabbed like a mountain and a sea with a chilling sword light.

Over there, Wang Heng had already chased after him quickly, with a look of horror on his face.

"Poof. "A bang.

Everything happened suddenly, without any warning, Wen Ning's body was like a ghost, and it was almost fast.

The magician surnamed Xue wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and he could only avoid the key point in a hurry, the white bone fan shot out a wind magic, and at the same time, his body flew out diagonally on the tip of his toes, and the sword qi slashed in front of his waist, splashing a rain of blood, leaving a long sword mark.

"Ah...... ...... How can you sneak up on my ....... ”

The screams sounded, Wen Ning's body rushed forward quickly, the soul sword shot back several times in a row, his body stepped on the artemisia grass in the dense forest, ran quickly, climbed over a mountain, and ran to another mountain in a few minutes.

"You must not let him run away, chase me, idiot. The wind mage gritted his teeth, quickly sealed the wound with magic to prevent the loss of qi and blood, and then took out a black blood vine and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Can't let this kid run away, see the direction of his escape, and the little girl he is with, Lao Tzu is going to deal with her, dare to be the enemy of the Mobei Yin Demon Sect, there is only one end!"

The group rode the demonic beast and angrily chased in the direction where Wen Ning escaped, Huang still saw Wen Ning holding the beautiful Ye Lingyu in his hand, and a few evil thoughts arose in his heart, "Didn't you harm my sister, when Lao Tzu caught you, he wanted to deal with your woman in front of you, so that you could taste the feeling of the hat pressing on the top, and life was better than death." ”

"Damn, it's too fast, what kind of ghost exercises does this kid practice, the monsters can't catch up with him, and he is pulling a woman, it can't be ......!" The wind magician covered his wound with his hands, his eyes full of shock.

Wen Ning's body technique was indeed too fast, and in just a few minutes, a group of people had already fallen a thousand meters, after all, the Heavenly Technique was also a Xuan-level advanced body technique, although it was only a small Cheng Realm, it was enough to surprise them.

However, he was still overtaken, and there was a steep cliff in front of him, because he was unfamiliar with the geography, and he strayed into a dead end.

The wind magician was like a hungry wolf, and when he came up, he used the strongest magic attack, eager to split Wen Ning's several wind blades into several pieces. Huang Yi and Wang Heng rushed to join the battle one after another, and they made vicious moves, directly taking Wen Ning's key points.

The soul sword in Wen Ning's hand was like blood, the sword aura was pressing, and the blood-colored sword light pierced the void, and the three of them were 'forced' to retreat again and again.

They didn't expect Wen Ning's ancient sword to be so powerful, it was obviously a random fight, but it could block their various magic attacks, especially Wen Ning's hard body, which was hit by several wind blades, and there was no damage, on the contrary, the more fierce the battle.

Huang still felt more and more furious in his heart, seeing that the two senior brothers were still desperate, he had to grit his teeth and insist, took out a few red pills and stuffed them into his mouth, infused them with magic power, and his body immediately returned to its best state, and then kicked the ground hard, and his body flew up and kicked towards Wen Ning.

The next moment, Wen Ning obviously felt that Huang was still magically increased, so he had to let go of Ye Lingyu's hand and plunge into the battle.

Probably afraid that Wen Ning would be hurt again, Ye Lingyu bit her red lips, took out a red flute from her body, and blew out an exorcism.

"Woo....... ”

Requiem implies murder and confuses the mind.

Except for a few magicians with strong magic who could barely support them, the other magicians were like soulless corpses, expressionless and demented in place.

The sound of the flute spread farther and farther, constantly eating away at people's souls, and at the same time, a dark red magic wave appeared all over the flute's body, and a terrifying hissing sound was heard.

Wen Ning was instinctively startled, and immediately turned on the Divine Yuan Chapter to resist, and his consciousness was relieved, otherwise, after seven hours, his soul would be driven out of his body by the Requiem and become an idiot.

"Whoosh. A white light.

After all, the wind magician has profound magic power, and he understands the power of the exorcism better, and emitted a white light from the white bone fan, shaking Ye Lingyu's dark flute down, and took out a crystal white jade from the magic robe, like a talisman of the ground level.

A blood mist erupted from his mouth, and a drop of blood dripped onto the magic weapon, instantly emitting terrifying magical power, shaking the surrounding grass and trees, shaking the ground, and making a roaring sound in the air.

Wen Ning took the Heavenly Technique to the extreme, constantly changing his pace.

He was preoccupied with the magic of the galaxy, and a huge dark red magic overflowed from his body, like a flowing flame rolling all over his body.

Helplessly, two fists are invincible to four hands, no matter how strong the hero is, he can't stand the crowd, and after half an hour, Wen Ning Xinghe's magic power is almost exhausted, and he completely relies on alchemy to resist the mage's alternate attacks.

Ye Lingyu can no longer be calm, Wen Ning's current situation is already completely at a disadvantage, if it weren't for the soul sword in his hand, it is estimated that he would have been killed by the wind magician.

Helplessly, he played the Ye family's family heirloom magic 'Fengming Guard', and his body was like a shock, and Xiang Huang still called angrily.

This time I was forced to reveal the family magic, which is also important to save people, hoping that it will not bring disaster to Yejiabao.

Huang Yi's vicious attack was reduced, and Wen Ning was like a heavy responsibility.

The soul sword in his hand made a few sharp sword rays, killing the two black-clothed magicians, and immediately turned to the wind magicians and Wang Heng.

"Whew!" Wen Ning quickly slashed out three swords.

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and everyone looked at it in surprise.

I saw that the soft armor on Wang Heng's body was torn open by the sword light of the Soul Sword, and a red demonic pattern was revealed.

"Impossible, how can you be a Tryst?"

The wind magician's eyes widened, and the strange pattern was clearly a colorless demon, with a thunder-colored mark in the middle, clearly the most mysterious cultist of the Dark Tryst.

Before he could think about it, a white palm hit the front chest of the wind magician, exuding colorful demon flowers, and Wang Heng's whole person became bloody and brutal, as if he was a demon from hell.

The sharp pain made the wind magician's body tremble continuously, and then a stream of blood arrows spat out of his mouth, and his feet kicked wildly, and finally he immediately lost his breath.

The wind magician was shattered by Wang Heng's heart, and the other few remaining disciples were immediately stunned, especially Huang Yi, who looked at Wang Heng incredulously, and his heart hung in his throat.