Chapter 9: Chasing the Soldiers!
Lin Feng, this time he won't let it go again, and he can't let it go.
But at this time, Leng Jian heard the sound of arrows, and an invisible danger also came towards him, his eyes flashed, and a black arrow shot appeared in his eye, straight to the center of his eyebrows.
Not daring to hesitate, Leng Jian quickly retreated, the long sword was in front of him, and his body also went to the right, dodging the arrow.
But his speed seemed too slow compared to the arrow.
The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and the black arrow was already in the center of the long sword of the cold sword, but fortunately, the long sword was a fine product and was not broken, otherwise the black arrow would directly penetrate the cold sword.
Rao is like this, Leng Jian's whole person was still knocked away, his chest was dull, and a large mouthful of blood spit out.
Falling to the ground, Leng Jian didn't care about being injured, and crawled up with a rolling belt, and rushed towards the depths of the mountain range. This black arrow, Leng Jian is clear, he has fought with the owner of this black arrow, and now Su Shengjian is ranked tenth in the outer gate of the Hundred Flames.
Su Shengjian has a good relationship with Kang Jing.
And the current Su Shengjian is not something he can resist at all.
A few seconds after the cold sword galloped into the depths of the woods, a large group of people appeared in the direction where the black arrow came from, led by a middle-aged man and a young man with a bow and arrow.
"Let that kid run!" the middle-aged man said coldly.
"His strength seems to have increased again, what's the matter? Could it be that the cursed power in his sword soul doesn't devour his realm anymore?" the young man with the bow and arrow on his back also said in a deep voice.
His arrow, even an ordinary half-pulse realm martial artist, would also be severely injured and would not be able to move.
"No matter what, Leng Jian must die, the person who injured my Young Master of the Kang family has never been able to get away with it, and Young Master Jing also ordered, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this time Leng Jian must die. The middle-aged man said.
"Su Xiaoyou, this time, I also ask you to help with all your might. The middle-aged man also said respectfully to the young man.
"Deacon Kang, don't worry, since I am entrusted by Brother Kang Jing to come, I will definitely go all out, in short, in the end, his cold sword will not come out of this Bone Fire Mountain Range. The young man said confidently.
"Thank you!" Kang Zhi thanked him.
Then, he also signaled the warrior soldiers who came with him to chase and kill Leng Jian in several ways.
The young man, as Leng Jian guessed, was the tenth outer disciple of the Hundred Fire Sect - Su Shengjian. He didn't chase Leng Jian first, but walked in front of Lin Feng.
At this time, Lin Feng, who had lost his soul, also came back to his senses, knowing that he was truly saved, and thanked Su Shengjian heavily, "Senior Brother Su, thank you just now, otherwise..."
"It doesn't matter, that cold sword dares to kill people from the same sect, violating the taboo of the sect, and everyone will be punished. "Su Shengjian directly put such a certain 'hat' on Leng Jian again.
"What Senior Brother said is that everyone can be punished for Cold Sword!" Lin Feng nodded.
Lin Feng naturally stood on Su Shengjian's side without hesitation.
"By the way, you should have fought with him just now, what realm is he in now, and what is his strength?" Immediately, Su Shengjian asked.
"Senior brother, that kid is still a ninth-layer body, and he can fight across the border, this green poisonous snake, and I, are all defeated in the hands of that kid. "Lin Feng has some hideous paths.
"Nine layers of flesh, fighting across the border, how is this possible?" Hearing this, Su Shengjian was also shocked again.
He also muttered to himself again in his heart, "Could it be that the cursed sword soul really doesn't eat him back, and he can cultivate again?"
Su Shengjian naturally heard about the bone sword road, and the cold sword actually showed the strength of the eighth layer of the flesh, and it was easy to defeat Kang Chong.
... Leng Jian ran wildly all the way, not daring to stop at all, turning back, no matter what direction it was.
In the midst of the frantic running, Leng Jian was also thinking in his heart, why did the Kang family's pursuers come so quickly? He seemed to have only been here for two days, and along the way, he was very careful.
Moreover, this kind of very remote area close to the Bone Fire Mountain Range, those martial artists may have heard of the cold sword of the Hundred Fire Gate, but they will definitely not recognize it.
And even if the Kang family guessed that he had gone to the Bone Fire Mountain Range to take refuge, but the Bone Fire Mountain Range was so big, would the people of the Kang family just be able to find this place in the Bone Fire Mountain Range?
Thinking about it, Leng Jian only thought of one possibility, he was on the road to this Bone Fire Mountain Range, but he also saw a person-Min Ji'er, the woman he once liked.
"Minjier, are you really going to kill them all?" Leng Jian said angrily in his heart.
He really didn't think that Minjil would do that.
Minjier wanted to draw a line with him, he understood that this was inevitable, in this martial arts world, except for the closest person, no one would favor him, and he was a martial arts waste.
But when Mingil wanted to kill him, he couldn't understand it.
And at this time, I can only understand how ruthless Minjier is in her heart.
"What a woman!" Leng Jian muttered.
At this moment, Leng Jian's killing intent towards Min Jier was really deeper than that of Kang Jing and the Kang family.
Suddenly, Leng Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, and rolled around on the opposite side.
Su Sheng's arrow caused him a lot of injuries, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered. He really couldn't bear this kind of continuous wild running.
"You have to find a place to breathe first!" Leng Jian said in his heart.
He didn't care when the people chasing and killing behind him would come, so Leng Jian hurriedly found a place at the bottom of a hill where fierce beasts might rarely be seen, and sat cross-legged to breathe.
He directly mobilized the power of the Eternal Heavenly Monument.
That eternal power can suppress the backlash of the curse, and it should be okay for him to mild such a wound.
As he expected, as the power of eternity traveled through his body, his shattered internal organs were rapidly recovering, and in just three hours, he was almost recovered.
"Eternal Heavenly Monument, thank you!" Leng Jian thanked the Eternal Heavenly Monument.
At this moment, Leng Jian understood that the only thing he could believe was this Eternal Heavenly Monument in the Sword Soul that he had cursed.
"That kid, you're running so fast. At this time, Leng Jian also heard some sounds again.
He hurriedly picked up the grass where he was hiding and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that it was two young men searching for him together.
"It seems that the people of the Kang family are searching for me separately, they think that I am still in trauma, but I don't know that with the Eternal Heavenly Monument, my resilience is beyond what they can imagine. Leng Jian said in his heart.
With killing intent flashing in his eyes, Leng Jian stood up from the grass, took the long sword, and walked directly towards the two of them.
The people of the Kang family will not let him go, how can he let go of the people of the Kang family.
These two young men are just a nine-layer flesh and a half-vein realm, and the cold sword is not in his eyes at all.
"Leng Jian, it's really effortless for you to be here. The moment they saw Leng Jian, the two young men of the Kang family said excitedly.
also immediately urged the power and went directly towards the cold sword.
The grass seemed to be blowing through a strong wind, and Leng Jian and the two young men exchanged positions after a few seconds. But the moment they stopped touching, the young man with a ninth-layer body fell directly.