The terrain around the village is only the one near the mountain peak that is more complicated, and it is also the only place where he can break the net, Su Li also knows that there are destined to be many strong people who are destined to sleep today, waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

Mr. Big has restrained many powerful cultivators, but it is undeniable that there are also many cultivators who are chasing it, Su Li doesn't know who Mr. Big met, but he met Zhou Wangqing, the Zhou family may not be a native family in Jiangnan, but it is not weaker than those gate valves, after all, Zhou Zhili is the general of the three Futu Army in Daqin now, with heavy troops, and his statement represents the attitude of a large number of people.

Zhang San and Zhou Wangqing behind him have not arrived until now, which makes him both worried and a little relieved, he has no room for resistance in the face of the Grandmaster above the Seven Realms, so he must avoid those powerful cultivators.

Su Li's actions and the chasing cavalry behind him woke up the light cavalry in the surrounding villages, and the two teams galloped to the front of the barren forest, but unfortunately the speed of the war horse still couldn't catch up with Su Li's footsteps, and when they arrived, they had already been thrown away by Su Li, and they couldn't even hear the sound of Su Li walking through the forest.

However, when this group of cavalry dismounted in front of this barren forest, they did not pursue, but immediately dispersed ten paces and one person, and stationed in a calm place, and the order they received was not to fight to the death, but to wait.

Jumping over an artificially dug diversion ditch, Su Li penetrated into the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, a myriad of familiar sounds rang in his ears, a slight hum of countless taut bowstrings as they loosened.

Su Li, whose breathing was already extremely hot, instantly made a slight explosion in the bones of his body, and his whole body stuck to a pine tree that was thicker than his body at the fastest speed.

In the mountains and forests above, dense black feathered arrows roared and fell, and countless branches and leaves were cut by the sharp arrow tips, flying all over the forest.

"Duh!" "Duh!"

The dull sound of countless arrows embedded in the wood rang out.

Su Li tightened his body and calmly stuck to the pine tree, and the terrible sound of the wind and the breathtaking sound of these arrows flying into the wood had no effect on him.

"Long Wind!"

There was another rain of arrows, without the slightest pause, but the two waves of arrow rain had different powers, the previous one should have been the arrow feathers issued by ordinary soldiers, and the army that broke out with the word Changfeng at this moment was definitely a rare cultivation corps in Great Qin.

In Jiangnan, only the dark floating map in the floating slaughter army is the cultivation army, Su Li's eyes became extremely gloomy, looking at this posture, Zhou Zhili should have used the dark floating figure in his hand.

Suddenly, he felt a tingling pain in his back that made his scalp tingle.

He took a deep breath and moved a foot away from the pine tree against his back, then turned his head slowly.

A shallow wound appeared on his back, and the blood stained his back into several spots the size of copper coins.

The tip of an arrow pierced through with some cracked wooden piercings, shining with a cold light.

Just as Su Li turned his head to look, another arrow tip came out of it, as if the pine tree had turned into a thin door panel.

Among the many archers in the mountains and forests above, there were many cultivators, and some of them might only be cultivating in the second realm and one realm, but the few small commanders in the lead were all strong cultivators at the peak of the three realms.

Su Li frowned, pulled out a small wooden thorn that pierced into the skin behind his back, and still waited motionlessly.

The rain of arrows stopped slightly, and the sound of swift footsteps sounded in the mountains and forests to his left, and many dark shadows swayed faintly, and the light peculiar to metal shone brightly.

He turned his head to look at the mountains and forests on the right, and the mountains and forests on the right were very quiet, and there was no movement.

Su Li moved suddenly, his feet on the ground, his body lowered, and rushed out like a cheetah, not rushing to the mountain forest on the right, but to the left, and instantly jumped into the group of shaking black shadows.

These black shadows are all iron-blooded Great Qin soldiers wearing black armor and holding black knives or black spears!

These Great Qin soldiers didn't know what Su Li's identity was, and the order they received was to intercept this fugitive, and from the strength and agility that Su Li showed in the forest, they could also see that Su Li was a cultivator of the Three Realms, but these soldiers who were as cold as iron still did not hesitate to meet him.

In just a breath, two black long knives and three black spears slashed and stabbed towards Su Li.

Su Li waved his sword indifferently, pulled out the cold snow at an extremely fast speed, and then released his true yuan power.

He didn't have a choice, and these people wouldn't give him a choice, all he had to do at the moment was to get out of this area, and only by really entering Sanqing Mountain could he get rid of these people.

His men rushed out of the two knives and three black spears without stopping, and behind him there were blood lights flying, swords and spears falling, and some people snorting and falling.

Su Li's sword was fast, faster than their swords and guns, Su Li didn't kill anyone, he knew that if he really killed someone at this time, maybe what was waiting for him was a more high-intensity pursuit.

In the years of war in Great Qin, under the folk style of being proud of bravery, the Great Qin soldiers who came in the constant fighting and grinding have become stronger and stronger, so strong that all the soldiers and cultivators of the enemy country can only use the treacherous terrain of the border to curb the advance of the Great Qin soldiers, although these are just ordinary soldiers, but the strong bloody aura is enough to affect some cultivators, and the hundred-person squad may not be enough to kill powerful cultivators, but in the face of cultivators under the four realms, the cost of life is enough to grind the enemy to death.

In the Spring and Autumn War, the sharpened charge into battle, with strangulation and disregard for blood, will never disappear, although the world has been peaceful for ten years, but the military drills in the empire have never stopped, and some of the high-death drills are to maintain such imperial blood.

Therefore, knowing that Su Li was a cultivator of the Three Realms, no one retreated, only more black-armored soldiers rushed out of the forest and rushed towards Su Li, like a black tide, spreading in the forest.

There were some beads of sweat on Su Li's forehead, but he was still as calm as water, just running without stopping, quickly taking out his sword, and one after another sword qi knocked those ordinary soldiers out.

At this moment, these iron-blooded Great Qin black-armored soldiers pouring out of the mountains and forests, although they give people a sense of endlessness, he knows very well that the Great Qin army that can be mobilized now is absolutely limited, and if he wants to open a big net that he cannot escape, the number of troops responsible for blocking this mountain and forest will be even more limited, and it is absolutely impossible to be endless, so what he fights with these soldiers is perseverance.

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