The wind rises, and the dense and boundless grassland is full of murderous atmosphere.

Su Heng and the people in Tsing Yi were far away, the breath on the two of them kept rolling, almost coming out of the body, and the true qi in Su Heng's body was surging in the meridians, three hundred miles in one breath.

"Kill!"

Su Heng's mouth thundered, and the long sword let out a low groan, like a dragon python roaring.

The man in Tsing Yi was also murderous, he tapped the grass, and the whole person shot straight out, and the double swords in his hands transformed into infinite sword moves. The sword is already known for its subtle moves, and the double sword is even more sophisticated, one person is better than two people joining forces, plus the heart is connected, it is even more wonderful.

Su Heng was just getting started in swordsmanship, and if he wanted to be his own faction, it would take a lot of time to do it, and he was suppressed by Tsing Yi for a while. The sword moves of the people in Tsing Yi are interlocking, and once they fall into the downwind, they are constantly involved, and it is extremely difficult to break free.

On the other side, Wujiang had been suppressed by those two people extremely miserable, a little scarlet sprinkled on the white robe, and even the bare head was torn open with a bloody hole.

"Are you really deceiving me Mt. Rotha?" Wujiang's eyes were shining with gold, but soon a trace of demonic red appeared, he suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, and the ground under his feet was immediately bulldozed by a force, and a two-zhang square circle of "swastika" character was imprinted on the ground, and Wujiang was sitting in the center of the "swastika".

Wujiang closed his eyes, but he no longer cared about the two people besieging him, and began to chant for the first time in his mouth.

As soon as Wen Wenfu read it, an invisible force swirled around him, and the attack of the two people was bounced back before it could get close to the boundary, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

But Wujiang didn't seem to be satisfied, he opened his eyes, pinched the seal with his left hand, and made an extremely strange sound, and one of his bodies was immediately knocked back.

"What's going on?" the other was dumbfounded, and the offensive he was about to launch stopped. Without the slightest fluctuation of true qi, a first-class master was blown away, which was inevitably too weird.

Wujiang looked at this person, changed a new seal in his left hand, and slowly recited the scriptures in his mouth.

The man was just about to dodge, but he was horrified to find that his body did not obey, and one hand was raised, and under his frightened eyes, he slowly choked his neck.

Wujiang's eyes turned red, and at this moment he seemed to be about to transform into Shura, and the word "swastika" on the ground seemed to be awakened, emitting a faint red light.

"Wujiang, wake up!" At this moment, Su Heng's voice suddenly sounded in Wujiang's ears, like a thunderclap, waking Wujiang from his disorientation.

Su Heng saw that Wujiang seemed to be about to go mad, and he was immediately anxious, he didn't care about his safety, swept with a shot, and at the same time roared out with his true qi, which woke up Wujiang from the edge of going mad, but it was this shout that made the man in Tsing Yi find a flaw and stabbed Su Heng in the chest with a sword.

"Poof!" At this critical juncture, Su Heng's body moved sideways by half an inch, and at the same time, he endured the severe pain, and the long sword in his hand directly took off his hand and stabbed forward.

The people in Tsing Yi were temporarily forced to retreat, but they also left a hideous wound on Su Heng's body.

The blood instantly stained the white clothes red, and large swaths of blood spread along the wound to the feet.

"If you only have that strength, I'm afraid you'll have to die in this grassland today. The man in Tsing Yi flicked the long sword, blood beads flew, and the long sword became bright again, without a trace of blood.

Su Heng coughed up blood, but there was no fear in his eyes, death had been with him since he remembered, so what was there to fear?

The man in Tsing Yi did not stop, and rushed over again, he did not give Su Heng any respite, and wanted to eradicate this threat earlier.

But unexpectedly, a smile quietly appeared on the corner of Su Heng's mouth, and the heart of Tsing Yi suddenly jumped, sensing that a trace of danger was coming, and his figure actually reversed direction halfway.

"Is this really the case?" Su Heng's face instantly turned cold, and dozens of black shadows shot out from his sleeves, converging into a rain of arrows and pouring towards the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi's face turned abrupt, he didn't expect Su Heng to have such a sharp weapon hidden on his body, and he quickly retreated at the moment.

Su Heng took advantage of this opportunity and quickly retreated, rushing into the dense grass with Wujiang.

"Damn!" The man in Tsing Yi stood in place, his face pale, and just as he changed direction halfway, he realized that these were Su Heng's tricks.

That smile was just to trick him into changing direction, and then when his old force was just going to the new force, he used a round of crossbow arrows to shoot him back.

It seems very simple, but this is a mental contest between the two, and if you are not careful, it is a moment of life and death. If the people in Tsing Yi were not deceived, then it was very likely that Su Heng would be taken down from the front, but if the people in Tsing Yi were deceived, then Su Heng would have a chance to escape, all of which were choices made by Su Heng in a very short time, so that he was even more intelligent.

"Master, do you want to chase after you?" a person appeared behind the man in Tsing Yi and said respectfully.

"No, these people can't escape. The man in Tsing Yi seemed to remember something, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Such an interesting game, I think the nearby Dikui Venerable Throne should like it very much." ”

"It's reasonable, how can this Beiji thief not be able to live into Jushou. Zhang Cang's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, "You set this ghost thunder on fire." As he spoke, Zhang Cang took out a strangely shaped object from his arms.

"Master, do you really want to use the Youlang Thunder now? This is something that can save your life at a critical moment. "The subordinates were terrified, Youlang Thunder had no power, and it only had one effect, which was to send a signal to Youlang Terrace.

And any person in Youlangtai, even if it is the one hundred and eight ghostly birds, will rush to him when he sees it, and promise this person to do what he can, which is equivalent to the power to help in Youlangtai once, such a talisman-like existence was actually used by Zhang Cang to hunt down Su Heng, no wonder his servants would be excited.

"Don't make a fuss, how many people are the thorn in the side of the Beiji thief?As long as I bring his corpse back to Jushou this time, the entire Jushou City will owe me a favor, how can it be replaced by a ghostly thunder?" Zhang Cang sneered, "It's also time for our Zhang family to meet this Yang family, one of the two ghost birds." He thought about it thoroughly, and immediately took the fire fold from the hand of his servant, lit the fuse, and threw the thunder high into the sky.

"Boom!"

The thunder soared into the sky, and after a few breaths, a thunderclap suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, and then a large cluster of dark red firelight bloomed in mid-air, like ink smudging, and soon covered half of the sky, it was the shape of a spear, the dark red spear was like a mountain range across the sky, and the oppressive atmosphere was full of the whole world.

"Master, what is this!?" asked Wujiang.

Su Heng turned his head, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately turned his head and left, he didn't know why he still wanted to ask.

"Don't ask, run quickly, run as far as you can, don't look back!" Su Heng's tone was very eager, this scene was too terrifying, and the hidden things behind it were even more earth-shattering, he had to escape, otherwise this vast grassland would be the burial place for him and Wujiang.

The true qi in the two of them was running desperately, and Su Heng felt that his meridians were about to be ignited, and it hurt hotly, but he didn't dare to relax, because as soon as that person came, they would not have the slightest chance to escape from that person's hands.

After a while, Chu Zhuang's breath also appeared, "Hurry up!"

Chu Zhuang's clothes were stained with blood at this time, and he had obviously experienced a vicious battle, but he also didn't dare to relax, and even released his true qi and took Su Heng and Wujiang to hurry together.

The dark red spear in the sky slowly disappeared, but the sense of oppression it brought was still strong, Zhang Cang stood under the spear, his mind could not return to calm for a long time, Rao is he is well-informed, and he can't break free from this oppression.

"It is rumored that Youlangtai has been a spear in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor since its inception, in charge of killing, and now it seems to be true. Zhang Cang muttered, and five people slowly gathered around him.

The wind seems to have suddenly become colder, although it is early spring, but the slaughter in the wind makes people feel as if they have returned to the middle of winter in the lunar month, which makes people shiver.

"What are you looking for?"

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