Ye Wushuang was so happy that no one paid attention to him, he walked a short distance out of the courtyard gate and turned towards the mountain, his feet became faster and faster, and when he entered the woods, he took off his shirt and changed into combat clothes, and prepared the flying sword, grenade, pistol and Hegett, and then spread his blood wings and flew quickly against the mountain col with a shake of his shoulder, but unfortunately the short knife had been scrapped when he killed the zombies, and he forgot to ask for a new one when he returned to the base this time, but now the equipment on his body will also be there. He had already left a tracking mark on the Fire Flame Pill, and he was not afraid of losing it, so he kept flying up the mountain with his head bored, striving to occupy the commanding heights as soon as possible.

He has no deep hatred with Uncle Rongcheng, and the task system does not give tasks related to Uncle Rongcheng, but he has an obsession in his heart that he must kill him, otherwise he will be in a bad mood and his cultivation will stagnate, this is an inexplicable feeling, he must kill him today, or he will not eat or sleep It will be sweet, and there seems to be something on his body that he particularly wants to get, this mysterious feeling in the dark urges him to speed up again and again.

Turning over the top of the mountain, and then walking forward for more than ten meters, he put Hegett on a protruding rock and turned it into sniper mode, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw Uncle Rongcheng who was floating and moving forward at the foot of the mountain, and he was less than a kilometer away from the road north of the mountain. Other people's cultivation is three small levels higher than his own, and his spiritual sense should also be higher, and he can dodge the sniper rifle, let alone the person at the peak of his qi training, Ye Wushuang didn't dare to aim the gun at him directly, but calculated the speed of his progress and the landing point under his feet, and aimed the gun in front of him. Gradually, his breathing became slower and slower, his mind calmed down, and the other party's right foot widened in his eyes, one step, two steps, three steps, and his index finger slowly pressed the trigger.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", Uncle Rongcheng looked back at the top of the mountain vigilantly, and his footsteps paused, but unfortunately the distance of seven or eight hundred meters was too close, and the speed of Hegett's bullet was too fast, although he subconsciously paused, but Ye Wushuang aimed at the landing point of his right foot, it was difficult for people to retract when their footsteps were about to land, and they saw a blood flower burst on the ground from a distance, although Uncle Rongcheng avoided the crisis of scrapping the whole foot, but the forefoot of his right foot had disappeared! He let out a strange cry and flew diagonally into the woods with his left foot.

Ye Wushuang was very satisfied with Hegett's power, quickly put the gun into his backpack, and flew down the mountain with his wings spread.

The tenth layer of Qi cultivation is not cultivated in vain, and the operation of True Qi can seal the general wound, and there must be a talisman and wound medicine on the body, there is no problem in stopping the bleeding, but it is wishful thinking to want to move forward as elegantly as just now, Uncle Rongcheng had to limp and rush, and the speed is really not slow! He didn't know who was plotting against him, but thinking about it, he also knew that it was that group of loose cultivators, although they were all things that were not in the climate, but now that he was injured, it was really not suitable to go to war, so he could still hide. It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, and a black shadow hurriedly chased after it with a whistling sound, but it was Ye Wushuang who collected the blood wings and swooped down!

Uncle Rongcheng never expected that someone in that group of loose cultivators would dare to hunt down and kill him, and the highest cultivation was only five or six layers, and he was not a little worse than himself, hateful! This person broke his right foot, if he aimed at the arm, even if he scrapped an arm, it would be better, at least he could not run, but now he can't run fast if he wants to, this is to kill them all! Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, he returned his hand and sacrificed a small red round shield, the fingers in his hand did not stop, and the sword in his right hand turned to point at the small shield.

The glow on the small shield flows, and at first glance it is a good thing, a low-level magic weapon! Ye Wushuang has never seen a real magic weapon in his life, even at the exchange meeting, and now he is used by a person who practices the tenth layer of qi, and he doesn't have to think about it and knows that he can't break the defense, and he definitely can't do it, he straightened his waist and rushed to two steps and shook his hand to shoot out four small flying swords, two by two, and one by one, flying from the left and right.

At this time, Uncle Tai's Rongcheng finger had also been issued, and the sound of the small shield "buzzing" turned sharply, and a semicircular pale red shield was instantly formed, protecting his upper body like a big umbrella! This is the power of the magic weapon, if you don't break this energy shield, you can't hurt the body of the small shield at all, let alone hurt people, and the general monk will immediately stimulate its characteristics when he sacrifices the magic weapon, and few people directly use the magic weapon itself to fight with people.

Ye Wushuang knew that something was wrong, and with a press of the sword fingers in both hands, the direction of the four flying swords changed and shot under the shield. Uncle Rongcheng just recognized him, he was so angry that he didn't even have time to speak, his body squatted down, and the shield formed by the small shield fell down to protect his whole body, and at the same time, his hands flicked out one sword qi after another, shooting down four flying swords!

When the shield landed, Ye Wushuang had lost his sense of the flying sword, this was the result of not having been sacrificed, and these four handleless daggers were nothing, they were not magic weapons at all, they could not be sacrificed, and they would become bluffing things against real masters.

Uncle Rongcheng was so angry that he scolded: "What dare you sneak attack me?

Ye Wushuang nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, it's really ridiculous for you to squat in this turtle shell and talk to people, and I don't know what you're busy with." As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, I pee standing up." ”

This is really too damaging, ordinary people will not joke so much, not to mention the great master of the tenth layer of Qi training, how can he stand it if he is called Uncle Rongcheng, just now it was just because of the urgency of the situation, seeing that Ye Wushuang made four flying swords at the same time startled him, and only then did he use the trick of "absolute defense" in surprise, who knew that he was bluffing, now it is okay, the magic weapon is called a turtle shell, and he is also said to be not a man, it is really unbearable! He stood up suddenly, pointed his finger and accepted the small shield, his eyes were already red: "You are looking for death!" The fourth layer of Qi cultivation dares to speak out, and I will pinch you to death without using magic weapons!"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth curled, this person is really naïve, he has been abolished, and his right foot is still strong, how can there be so much nonsense in the life and death of a real ruthless person? He floated back on his toes a little, and teased at the same time: "Yes, I want to see how you pinch me to death, although I am not good at fighting, but I am very good at running, and I have participated in international marathons, why don't we race?"

Uncle Rongcheng's left foot touched the ground, and he snorted out three feet away, but when his right foot landed, he felt a heart-piercing pain, so he had to curl up his right leg and chase it up with his left foot, the speed was also very fast, and he scolded in his mouth: "Despicable thing, you actually attacked with a gun, you are not worthy of being a monk!"

Ye Wushuang's consciousness was wide open, and while observing the road behind him, he quickly jumped backwards, leading Uncle Rongcheng to a deserted and uninhabited place, and at the same time teased in his mouth: "You are not despicable, is it interesting to bully people who are half lower than your cultivation? It's cool to grab people's things, right? I'll make you happy." After all, his speed of traveling backwards is not as good as that of the lame Uncle Rongcheng, the cultivation of the two is too poor, seeing that the distance between the two is less than five zhang, Uncle Rongcheng jumped up and raised his hand to shoot an earthy yellow flying sword, this is another magic weapon!

It's really so rich! The current magic weapon is not worth anything, and it is rare to even see it at all, but there is more than one person on him, this person really has to die more than a person! Ye Wushuang sighed and was not idle, he raised his hand and took out the cannibal flower high-power pistol on his waist and began to shoot at the flying sword!

The material of the flying sword is completely different from the bullet, and three bullets were cut one after another, but the bullet of the man-eating flower was a bomb, and the fourth exploded as soon as it touched the flying sword, and then the fifth, which blew the flying sword obliquely, and the sixth hit the front of the flying sword, and the seventh exploded so that the flying sword flew past the ears of Uncle Rongcheng, no matter how he pinched his fingers, it was useless, and he was so angry that he smoked: "You are despicable!

"You stupid! You have a magic weapon, I don't have it, I practice qi four layers to beat you to practice qi ten layers, what do you use without a gun, bite your teeth?"

Although Uncle Rongcheng was dedicated to penance and had a simple mind, he was not a fool after all, and he also knew that Ye Wushuang was deliberately angry with him, so he kept silent at the moment, pinched the magic trick with both hands and pointed to the ground, and a dark green thorny vine with the thickness of a small arm broke through the ground and shook his head and pounced on Ye Wushuang, and then with a shake of his left hand, a three-zhang long flame whip rolled towards the back of his head!