Lu Shaoyi didn't care, and a sly evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged martial artist who had been staring at Lu Shaoyi, when he saw the evil smile on Lu Shaoyi's mouth, his heart was stunned, and a bad premonition crept into his heart.

"It's not good, Lang'er is dangerous!" the middle-aged martial artist roared, and his figure rushed out.

But Lu Shaoyi didn't give him a chance, and a sword groan of a sharp sword out of its sheath spread out from Lu Shaoyi's hand, and Lu Shaoyi's figure flashed in a very short moment.

Next breath!

"Poof!"

The crisp sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh suddenly sounded, and when Lu Shaoyi's figure condensed into the retina of the middle-aged martial artist, the Thorn Spring Sword in Lu Shaoyi's hand had already penetrated the young man's body and pierced his heart accurately.

This is still a sword that Lu Shaoyi did not integrate into the meaning of rhythm, but it is powerful enough to assassinate the martial artist of the Seventh Heaven.

Looking down at the long sword inserted into his body, the young man's pupils shrank, and a thought of death flashed through his mind, the hideous color on his face had not yet receded, and deep fear had emerged in his eyes.

"You ......"

The young man was about to open his mouth, but before he could say anything, a mouthful of blood was swallowed out of his mouth, and finally he fell to the ground weakly.

All this came too fast, and at such a close distance, Lu Shaoyi didn't need to use the [Flashing Footwork] at all, and assassinated the young man under the Thorn Spring Sword.

Seeing the young man die under his eyes, the middle-aged warrior's heart was slightly suffocated, and then a wave of anger erupted from the bottom of his heart almost uncontrollably.

"Lang'er!"

The middle-aged martial artist let out a roar with all his might, his eyes fell on Lu Shaoyi's body, the murderous intent in his eyes was rich to the point of substance, and his face was as cold as ice.

"Give me my life!"

The middle-aged martial artist flashed with unparalleled anger, and rushed out towards Lu Shaoyi with murderous aura.

Looking at this posture, not crushing Lu Shaoyi's bones and scattering ashes is not enough to appease the pain of losing a child in his heart.

At the same time, the black-robed man and the one-armed man also reacted, and a cold killing intent appeared on their bodies, killing Lu Shaoyi.

Lu Shaoyi sneered in his heart, all this was in his plan.

"I don't have much confidence in dealing with the martial artists of the Nine Layers of the Day After Tomorrow, so I can start with you. Lu Shaoyi made a decision in his heart.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound exploded from under Lu Shaoyi's feet, and the sudden sound made the three middle-aged martial artists who killed them startled.

In the next breath, Lu Shaoyi's figure mysteriously disappeared from their field of vision, leaving only a shallow pit several meters in size, as if it had been blown open by a small cannonball, and the earth flew up.

"Gone?" a strange thought flashed through the trio.

Immediately afterward, a gray shadow quietly crossed the corner of the black-robed man's eyes at an extremely fast speed, and it was difficult for him to see what it was with his eyesight.

"Third child, get out of the way!"

After the one-armed man on the opposite side recognized Lu Shaoyi's figure, he shouted loudly, but it was useless.

Lu Shaoyi's figure flashed behind the black-robed man with the instantaneous speed that burst out through the [Flashing Footwork], and he stabbed out with a backhand sword without hesitation.

Before the black-robed man could react, he felt a cold intent against his neck.

Then the Thorn Spring Sword in Lu Shaoyi's hand was inserted into the throat of the black-robed man, and more than half of the sword body sank into his neck, bleeding like a stream.

"How could it be...... So...... Hurry!"

The black-robed man's voice trembled, with a thick look of unwillingness in his eyes, and he turned his head with difficulty, but saw Lu Shaoyi's cold eyes, and the breath of life was rapidly decreasing.

"The third child!"

"The third child!"

The one-armed man and the middle-aged warrior roared at the same time, their voices thundering, filled with anger and horror.

"In the current situation, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and it is not suitable to fight. Lu Shaoyi made a rational decision.

While the middle-aged warrior and the one-armed man were still immersed in grief, Lu Shaoyi hurriedly slipped away, jumped to the top of the woods in a few steps, and rushed in the direction where the Qin family was.

How could a middle-aged warrior and a one-armed man let him escape easily?

"Kill my son, kill my brother!Boy, I have to slaughter you all over the house!" The middle-aged warrior was furious, and the depths of his eyes were filled with a burst of rage that surged invisibly, as if he was about to burst out.

I saw the middle-aged warrior striding forward, slamming the soles of his feet on the ground, and his body suddenly rose into the air, leaving two deep footprints. With just one jump, he jumped to the top of a tree more than 20 meters high.

"Look where you are still fleeing!" The middle-aged warrior gritted his teeth, cut through the railway, and chased after Lu Shaoyi at a gallop.

The one-armed man on the ground also reacted from his grief, his footwork was stretched, and his speed was not weaker than Lu Shaoyi's.

After using the [Flashing Footwork], Lu Shaoyi's legs were only a little numb, but it had little impact on his speed, and he ran all the way.

This place is less than ten miles away from the Qin family, Lu Shaoyi is confident that he can escape to the gate of the Qin family, once he returns to the Qin family, there are three congenital-level elders and Qin Heng, who is also a congenital master, and ten middle-aged martial artists are not enough to die.

"It's obviously just an acquired five-fold cultivation, why did he escape so quickly?" The middle-aged martial artist was puzzled, although the distance between him and Lu Shaoyi was narrowing, don't forget that the Qin family was not far away.

However, as an acquired nine-fold master, the middle-aged martial artist naturally has his means.

"Do you think you can escape?" the middle-aged martial artist roared, his voice filled with strong hatred and deep resentment towards Lu Shaoyi.

Immediately afterward, the spiritual power of the middle-aged martial artist's whole body surged, erupting from his body. A spiritual power that was so dense that it almost reached a liquid state enveloped his whole body.

With one palm, the spiritual power of his body quickly converged towards the palm of the middle-aged martial artist.

Immediately, an incredible scene occurred, a condensed sword was ten meters long, and suddenly took shape rapidly in the hands of the middle-aged martial artist.

The sword is angular and angular, emitting a dazzling green glow of spiritual power, and it can be seen that the middle-aged warrior's control of spiritual power has reached an unbelievable level.

Spiritual power transforms, this is the means of cultivation to break through to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow.

"What?"

Seeing the green mang coming from behind him, Lu Shaoyi turned his head slightly, but was startled by the condensed sword in the hand of the middle-aged martial artist, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

"I see how you can escape!" The middle-aged warrior's face turned ruthless, and the sword in his hand swung violently, slashing out at the woods in front of him.

That's not all, when the knife was taken off, it actually rose against the wind, expanded rapidly, and turned into a size of tens of meters between breaths, whistling and sweeping over.

The purpose of the middle-aged warrior's knife was not to cut Lu Shaoyi under the knife, but to cut off the trees around Lu Shaoyi, so that Lu Shaoyi was powerless.

In this way, Lu Shaoyi could only flee to the ground, the woods were overgrown with weeds, and Lu Shaoyi's speed must have been greatly reduced.