In the deep mountain forest, several figures flashed by, Lan Lianhua's feet did not touch the ground, she followed Yang Yuanzi and the others lightly, turned her head and glanced at the direction she came over, "Someone is chasing you, coming so fast." ”

"Senior sister, what should I do then?" Several people kept walking and quickly left into the distance, Li Wanyi said worriedly.

"What to do, if you dare to keep up, you will beat them. Zhao Chennan looked eager to try, from the time he came out of the mountain to the present, he had won several battles, and it was the time when his self-confidence was bursting.

"The Hidden World Sect is not as good as secular forces and bandits, although there is a gap with our sect, but the cultivation of formal disciples will not be lower than that of Rongdan Realm, and this is the territory of other people, and I am afraid that it will be you who will be beaten when there are many people. Lan Lianhua teased.

Zhao Chen was stunned, how could he compete with a sect with a few people, and he was not alone.

It seemed that this plate of cold water was not poured enough, Lan Lianhua followed, "And the people chasing us behind are two Yuan Infant Realms and more than a dozen Rong Dan Realms."

"Senior sister, you already knew there was a sect here, right? Yang Yuanzi complained.

Starting from the morning, Lan Lianhua took a few people around the forest, and a few rookies who didn't know the sinister naturally followed honestly and swayed behind, until they encountered the shrub wall, and then ordered Yang Yuanzi and a few people to split the shrub wall, no wonder Yang Yuanzi complained.

"Isn't this to train and train you, so that you can see the disciples of the sect's forces. Lan Lianhua said with a smile.

Yang Yuanzi rolled his eyes, ran for a moment and paused violently, although everyone was puzzled, they still stopped.

"Why don't you run away, are you ready to be beaten?" The look on Lan Lianhua's face seemed to be smiling, what did this melon baby want to do?

Yang Yuanzi smiled, turned his hand and took out a black semicircular object from the ring, sneered, "Of course it's to beat them." ”。

This thing is arc-shaped, and below it is a circular base, which can be divided into left and right sides, made of metal, and the bite is a circle of sharp and sharp serrations, and the appearance of the interlaced canine teeth is terrifying, called the trap.

Yang Yuanzi was born in Panlong Village, where hunting for a living, and he couldn't be more familiar with this thing.

Longhu Mountain naturally did not prepare these strange things for the disciples who came out to train, which Yang Yuanzi found out in the Hou Wuna ring that died in the border army.

I just had an idea, and these things are just right to be used today, to sing him, hunter.

As he said, Yang Yuanzi put the trap on the ground, supported the interfaces on both sides, and the curved sawtooth on both sides was stuck by the machine bracket of the base, and instantly arranged a simple trap, and then sprinkled some leaves on it, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't pay attention.

Lan Lianhua and the others were stunned, looking at the sharp sawtooth of the underground beast trap, if they stepped on it and were bitten by the sawtooth, several people shuddered, how painful is this?

Yang Yuanzi was interested, threw out dozens of animal traps from the ring, grinned and got busy, and laid out dense traps in a clearing.

Half a salary before standing up to wipe his sweat, this is enough for the sect disciples who chased after him to drink a pot, as if he thought of something, turned his head to look, and said angrily, "What are your expressions?"

Lan Lianhua and the others tilted their heads, opened their mouths wide, and looked at Yang Yuanzi with a dull expression.

"You did this?" asked Lan Lianhua, pointing to the ground and sleepwalking.

"Oh? Not really. Yang Yuanzi looked proud, you all watched, isn't this nonsense.

Lan Lianhua wanted to say something, but then her face changed, and she hurriedly said, "Hurry up, they are chasing after you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and swept away, and several people hurriedly followed.

............

Above the clouds, high in the sky, the wind howled.

The clouds gather and disperse, float and heavily, change with the wind, and are far away and empty.

A figure, dressed in sackcloth, stood on it, like an immortal.

An old man stood with his hands in his hands, his sharp gaze piercing through the clouds, looking at what was happening below, and frowning.

"The junior brother is really unreasonable, teaching Yang Yuanzi so stubbornly." A slightly angry voice, obviously the old man was unhappy.

He also attributed the credit for Yang Yuanzi's bad deeds to Tong Xuanzi, forgetting that Yang Yuanzi was only thirteen years old.

This old man is none other than the Supreme Elder of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the senior brother of Tong Xuanzi, and Tong Lingzi.

The disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect go down the mountain to practice, and the sects are all laissez-faire and never interfere, except for the disciples with special talents, the sect will arrange for the elders to secretly protect them, and they are not allowed to make a move until they are at the point of life and death, and their lives are hanging by a thread.

The identity of Yang Yuanzi's Emperor Star descendant is related to the future rise and fall of the sect, and the Dragon and Tiger Sect naturally does not dare to slack off.

For this reason, a group of elders argued, originally Tongxuanzi was the most suitable person to protect Yang Yuanzi as Yang Yuanzi's guide, but his personality jumped out, and the elders objected one after another, so Tonglingzi Mao recommended himself, and the elders had nothing to say, and followed him, so there was this scene.

......

Two figures flashed out and appeared in the place where Yang Yuanzi and the others left.

"Senior brother, they stayed here for a while just now. The young man with a wooden expression said.

"Maybe I'm resting," said the young man who was called a senior brother didn't care.

As he spoke, more than a dozen disciples came in connection and stepped into the open space where Yang Yuanzi had laid a trap.

"Click, click, click. There was a sound of a mechanism, and it was very clear in the long silence of the dense forest.

"Whew!! my legs. A cry of pain.

"Ah!!" screams echoed through the forest.

"Fuck who put the trap. During this period, there was some angry scolding, and almost all the disciples of the Rong Dan Realm who chased after him in the blink of an eye were injured.

The gentle young man's face changed, his sleeves waved, and the wind on the ground was blowing, and the leaves were flying, revealing dozens of traps.

His face sank suddenly, these people were too ruthless, and he said to a few disciples who were not injured, "You stay and take care of the injured junior disciples."

After speaking, he swept in the direction where Yang Yuanzi and the others left, and the young man of Mu Ne also followed.

After being hurt in front of his own sect, so many people were still allowed to leave, if he didn't seek justice, then he, an inner disciple, would be in vain.

Without the drag of other disciples, the speed of the two suddenly skyrocketed, and they caught up with Yang Yuanzi and the others in a moment with a strong wind.

"Friends in front, the person who comes is a guest, why rush to leave?" Before he got close, the senior brother in front laughed angrily, condensed the violent true qi in his hand, and slapped Yang Yuanzi who was left behind.

Yang Yuanzi looked back suddenly, the wind was blowing, and he didn't have time to draw his sword, and his hand was running to meet the palm of the real qi.

The wind dispersed at the "bang" hand, and the two figures stood proudly, Yang Yuanzi took a few steps back, his arm trembled slightly, and fell downwind.

Lan Lianhua's figure flashed, stopped in front, and said without looking back, "Senior brother, I'm not injured." ”

"It's okay, this person is so strong." Yang Yuanzi shook his numb hand, and just slapped the person who made the shot, as if he was slapping on gold and iron, and his whole arm was almost unconscious.