Blue clouds, yellow leaves, boundless autumn colors, who is urging?

The heart is like an arrow, the feet are like the wind, all the way without stopping, thinking about tears every step.

Secretly away from home for a few months, Xie listened to the wind and returned to his heart like an arrow. In the autumn breeze under the boundless fallen leaves, a man and a beast are running on the mountain road covered with yellow leaves.

At this time, on the periphery of the Yuntai Mountain Range, a group of five people were looking around, probing their brains. The five men were two old and three young, and the leader was an elder in his fifties, with a pair of mouse-like eyes, small but glittering with fierce light. The other old man was bald, with a hooked nose and high bulging cheekbones. The two of them are the elders of the Qin family, the rat-eyed is the fourth elder Qin Simei, and the bald old man is the fifth elder Qin Siliang. Xie Tingfeng killed Qin Jianren, how could he swallow this breath?

The fourth elder of the rat eye, Qin Simei, instructed his subordinates: "Give Lao Tzu a bright spot, don't let that kid escape from the Yuntai Mountain Range." ”

"Yes, Fourth Elder. The three young men said in unison.

"Qin Buregret, if you see that kid again, can you still know him?" asked the bald old man, looking at Qin Buregret.

"Don't worry, Fifth Elder. I can recognize that kid even if he turned to ashes. ”

"Alright then, everyone cheer up and catch that kid as soon as possible. If you can't catch the murderer of the eldest young master, no one will be able to explain to the head of the family when you go back. Fifth Elder Qin Siliang admonished.

Xie Tingfeng ran all the way, out of the inner perimeter, and came to the periphery. If there is no accident, you can get out of the Yuntai Mountain Range in one hour. Home is not far away, relatives can be seen, and he is secretly happy in his heart.

Moving on, at the entrance of the mountain range, Xie Tingfeng slowed down. He noticed that there were five people in front of him, looking around, carefully observing the passers-by. One of them was Qin Buregret, who he let go, and he was shocked in his heart, and he wanted to retreat. But it was too late, Qin Simei's resentful gaze had already locked on him.

"It's him! It's him who killed Senior Young Master Qin!" Qin Buregret pointed at Xie Tingfeng, and suddenly shouted loudly. With her shout, the four of them quickly outflanked Xie Tingfeng.

Xie Tingfeng instantly understood that the fact that he had killed Qin Jianren was revealed, all because he was soft-hearted for a while and let Qin not regret it, so he brought him so much trouble.

"I have long said that do not trust others, and when necessary, if you want to keep secrets, you must be ruthless, because only the dead do not speak. Xie Tingfeng regretted it even more when he heard Meng Yuxuan's words.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and run, one Martial Sect Realm, four Martial Master Realm, it's not something you can deal with. Meng Yuxuan urged loudly.

Xie Tingfeng didn't dare to slack off, unfolded the wind away from the sky footwork, turned around and quickly fled in the direction of the inner perimeter of the Yuntai Mountain Range.

"Boy, do you want to run away after killing someone, chase me!" Qin Simei shouted.

With an angry shout, the two elders led the three Qin family disciples to chase Xie Tingfeng in a trapezoidal shape.

Dense bushes with thorns.

Xie listened to the wind as far away as the wind, and he relied on his light body to jump and move on the thorny bushes. He did not dare to choose a flat mountain road, but chose a thorny place to escape. Gradually, only the two elders of the Qin family were left in hot pursuit, and the three juniors were no longer visible.

Xie Tingfeng was like a gust of wind blowing through the forest, his familiarity with the terrain allowed him to take advantage of it, and his ground-level body technique made him feel like he had wings. Therefore, although Qin Simei is a martial artist, she can't catch up with her for a while.

But Xie Tingfeng, who was a martial artist, did not dare to relax at all, because the aura of death that haunted his heart not only did not dissipate with the passage of time, but became more intense.

Because, the strength of the four elders Qin Simei, who was faintly visible behind him, made him quite jealous, and a deep fear arose in his heart.

He didn't dare to slack off at all, and continued to run towards the bushes with a solemn expression, turning left and right, running high and low, and his speed seemed to be faintly faster.

At the speed of life and death for an hour, Xie Tingfeng was already sweating. Although the Wind Leaving Heaven Body Method is advanced, the consumption of true qi is also huge. He was secretly anxious, when he was always exhausted like this, the true qi of the Martial Master Realm and the Martial Sect Realm were simply incomparable.

Tired!

It's really tiring!

The feeling of weakness coming from all over his body made Xie Tingfeng want to stop and rest for a while.

But the sense of danger behind him was approaching step by step, and the aura of death became thicker and thicker.

Tired, more and more tired! The true qi in the dantian is getting thinner and thinner.

Stopping means destruction, running and the hope of life.

Xie Tingfeng ran away, holding a spirit stone in one hand, running the Mixed Yuan Gong, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy and replenishing the consumption.

The two spirit stones quickly turned into powder, and he took out two more and continued to absorb them......

The true qi slowly became full, and the ground-level footwork allowed his speed to exceed his cultivation. The distance was widened again, and the fifth elder Qin Siliang gradually turned into a black spot, and only the fourth elder Qin Simei was still in hot pursuit.

In front of him is a huge forest, dense with trees, Xie Tingfeng is like a bird flying into the forest, disappearing into it, disappearing in an instant.

The fourth elder Qin Simei then arrived, relying on the cultivation of the Martial Sect, without thinking, he also entered the woods, and chased forward while searching.

"Brother Feng, hurry! Hurry up and quietly go around the back, in the direction you came and went. Meng Yuxuan reminded.

Xie Tingfeng, who was running fast, suddenly drifted to the side like the wind, turned around gorgeously, avoided Qin Simei, and galloped in the direction he came.

Running wildly all the way, Xie Tingfeng gradually approached the fifth elder Qin Siliang, who was running forward.

"Brother Feng, give me your body and let me control it!" Meng Yuxuan shouted loudly in Xie Tingfeng's mind.

Without thinking, he hurriedly relaxed his body and handed his body over to Meng Yuxuan's control.

Meng Yuxuan grasped Xie Tingfeng's body, summoned the top-grade spirit sword wind shadow, and hid behind the big tree.

Qin Siliang, who was more than a dozen feet away, snorted and panted, rushing towards him.

He couldn't imagine that Xie Tingfeng would dare to change direction and run backwards, so he didn't know that death was only one step away from him.

When the two sides met, a seemingly dim sword shadow from behind the big tree quietly appeared, and the light shone brightly in an instant.

"A sword wind rises and the stars are cold!"

A bald head flew up in an instant.

The head flying in the air only saw a headless body running forward a dozen steps, blood on its neck like fireworks, and then fell to the ground.

"How so? The headless body is mine? I'm just dead?"

An eight-rank martial artist cultivator who cultivated as an elder died like this.

Xie Tingfeng regained control of his body, pulled off the ring on Qin Siliang's hand, and then quickly left.

The Yuntai Mountains in autumn are depressed, the autumn wind is swaying, and the leaves are falling.

Xie Tingfeng is like a lonely hungry wolf, galloping among the fallen leaves, with a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes!

Is it an escape?

Or go for your life?

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The fourth elder, Qin Simei, searched in the woods and ran at the same time, still not seeing the prey.

Wrong!

That kid isn't going back, is he?

It's not good, Qin doesn't regret that those juniors are in danger!

In an instant, as if he understood something, he turned around and chased in the opposite direction.

Qin Simei ran back about twenty miles to find the body of the fifth elder Qin Siliang, and he beat his chest and feet, grief-stricken.

"How is this possible, it must be a sneak attack. What a cunning boy, I'm going to kill you alive if I catch you!"

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Qin sat on the ground tiredly, and the two children of the Qin family stood beside her, one left and one right.

They looked at the depths of the valley with pale faces and cold eyes.

"Qin Fugui, did you say that the two elders chased that kid?" Qin asked without regret.

"I must have caught it, what is the strength of the two elders? Maybe that kid has already been dismantled by this moment. Qin Fugui said busily.

"Little junior sister, don't worry about it, there are two elders here, that kid is hard to fly!" said a disciple of the Qin family named Qin Ankang.

"Well, that's good! It's a pity that I can't catch up, otherwise I will definitely break him into pieces!" Qin said with no regret.

"Miss Qin, who are you going to break into pieces?"

Xie Tingfeng held the wind shadow in his hand, flashed out from behind a big tree like a ghost, and walked forward with a smile.

"You...... Why aren't you dead yet?What about the two elders?" Qin Buregret hurriedly got up.

"That bald elder felt that the Yuntai Mountain Range had good feng shui, and it had already merged with the mountain. Another elder may still be looking at the scenery. Xie Tingfeng said mockingly.

Hearing that the five elders had died, the three Qin family disciples cracked their teeth and showed their swords to surround them.

Xie Tingfeng unfolded his body, people were like the wind, the wind was like people, and he ran towards Qin Fugui.

Qin Fugui, the fourth grade of the martial artist, stabbed at the face with a move of the Qin family's signature sword-style "Sword Slashing Liuyun".

"Poof!"

A sword pierced Xie Tingfeng.

"Die so easily?" Qin Fugui was overjoyed.

Before he could react, Xie Tingfeng's figure was already close to him like a charm, and his move was as fast as lightning.

It turned out that what was pierced was only the afterimage of Xie Tingfeng! Qin Fugui felt a chill in his head, and watched his body split in half from top to bottom, blood gushing out, and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Between the lightning and the fire, Qin Ankang slashed down obliquely with a move of "rain and clouds".

Xie Tingfeng was very familiar with the swordsmanship of the Qin family, and with a sword to block, Qin Ankang's sword was vulnerable in front of the high-grade spirit weapon, and he broke off in response.

"God is scorched!"

While Qin Ankang was in a daze, Xie Tingfeng slammed his chest with a move of the Sun Fist.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and Qin Ankang flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof!"

Qin Ankang, the second rank of the martial artist, had a scorched chest, and blood burst out with the broken internal organs, and he died after a few convulsions.

The two disciples of the Qin family in the martial arts realm were instantly killed by Xie Tingfeng.

Qin Buregret hurriedly threw down the sword, his knees weakened, and he knelt in the dust.

"Rao...... Spare me, I'll never ...... next time Don't dare anymore. "Qin does not regret that the flower face is bleak, and Chu Chu is pitiful.

Xie Tingfeng looked at this beautiful face, as if he was looking at a beautiful snake, he would never pity the fragrance and cherish the jade again, kicked her to the ground with one foot, and then stepped on her chest and crushed it.

"I already gave you a chance last time, there is only one chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, go to hell to accompany your five elders. ”

"Kid, stop! let her go, I'll let you die a good death!" The fourth elder, Qin Simei, suddenly appeared, shouting and hurrying over.

"Yo, what are you, you tell me to stop?"

Xie Tingfeng slashed it away with a sword in his hand, and Qin Buregret, who had a flowery appearance, suddenly died.

"Ah, you little brute!"

Qin Simei looked at the three Qin family disciples who fell to the ground, grief-stricken, and her heart and gall were broken, this is a disciple who took the Qin family to cultivate.

"Hahaha!" Xie Tingfeng ran wildly in the sound of hearty laughter.