Chapter Eighty-Three: Containment (Fifth Update)

Among the two people who came from the front. One is a thin old man with sharp-beaked monkey gills, while the other is a middle-aged man with an ordinary figure and an ordinary face.

This middle-aged man is none other than Huyan Aobo, the deputy master of Huangquan Gate, although the cave man on the top of the mountain didn't know why he appeared here, but at this time, he was naturally overjoyed.

"Brother Huyan, stop that kid. He shouted.

Huyan Aobo in front of him was slightly stunned, he saw the streamer in mid-air, so he rushed over to see what was going on, but he didn't expect that the other party had already greeted him first.

However, he was not an ordinary person, and immediately found He Yiming who was speeding towards him.

A trace of lust flashed in his eyes, and a light also rose from Huyan Aobo's body, wrapped around him and flew into the air, rushing straight towards He Yiming.

As for the old man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks beside him, he looked at them in surprise, he couldn't figure out why these two Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Great Venerables would join forces to deal with a Venerable without regard for face, if this matter was spread, it would ensure that their reputation would be greatly damaged.

looked at the murderous Huyan Aobo in front of him. He Yiming's heart secretly complained.

If there is only one master of this level, he can still find a way to fight it, and he has the certainty of escaping, but if the two of them join forces, then even if he has confidence in himself, he can only retreat.

An abrupt turn in his body, when the two had not yet closed, he changed direction and fled again.

This time, he used all the power of milking, and the Wind and Rain Soaring Technique, the Swimming Fish Body Technique, and the Electricity Chasing Body Technique were exerted to the extreme by him at this moment, and the whole person was like lightning, suddenly rushing out more than ten feet away.

The two people flying in the air were all in their hearts, He Yiming's speed was still above their expectations, and with this kind of fast body, I am afraid that it is not much slower than them flying in the sky.

The two of them glanced at each other in mid-air, and at the same time followed closely, and the old man on the ground shook his head with a wry smile after a few breaths, and gently stomped on the ground with his feet. The ground beneath his feet cracked, and a huge golden retriever, almost the size of a tiger, jumped out.

The old man's figure shook and he was already sitting on the back of the mouse, and then with a slight pat, the light on the human and beast was bright, and the mouse actually rose into the air. Flying forward at a speed that was not inferior to the two in front of him.

He Yiming naturally knew the strength of the chasing soldiers behind him, but he was not afraid.

Pulling in the broken chest placket, he immediately took out the tracker hanging from his neck.

Ever since he entered the realm of life and death, he could no longer keep in touch with one hundred and eight. The place seemed to be a separate space, and the effect of the tracker was infinitely close to zero.

However, at this time, he had already left the realm of life and death, so naturally he no longer had any worries about this.

"Brother Bai, are you there?" Although He Yiming was running as soon as possible, his tone was still extremely flat.

Because he had absolute certainty in his heart, with the speed of one hundred and eight and white horse thunder and lightning, he could definitely get here in a very short time, as long as the two of them arrived. With the magical ability of one hundred and eight and the power of one's own people and horses, even if he can't kill the other party and lose his armor, there is absolutely no problem with self-preservation.

The tracker made a slight hoarse sound, and then He Yiming's excited voice rang out: "I'm here." ”

He Yiming was overjoyed in his heart and said, "Brother Bai, I am in danger, come and help me." ”

There was no immediate sound from Hundred and Eight, but He Yiming did not panic, because he knew that One Hundred and Eight was calculating the direction between himself and him in a very unique way.

This is an ability that only one hundred and eight possesses. It is impossible for even a god operator to do this.

After a few breaths, Baiping's voice sounded again: "With the speed at which you are running at the moment, the thunder and lightning of the white horse and I will arrive in an hour." ”

"Wonderful......" He Yiming's voice stopped abruptly, and immediately became extremely angry: "An hour, Brother Bai, what are you kidding......

"An hour is already the most conservative estimate, and if you are faster, it will take longer to catch up with you. One hundred and eight said very calmly.

He Yiming's nose was almost crooked, and he said, "You are three hundred miles away from the forest, does it take an hour to get here?"

"We are not three hundred miles away from the forest. ”

A very bad premonition rose from He Yiming's heart: "Where are you?"

"We are in Hejiazhuang. ”

He Yiming stumbled, even if there were two big pursuers behind him, he almost fell.

This one hundred and eight actually returned to Hejiazhuang with a white horse thunderbolt.

When he thought of the long route from Hejiazhuang here, his heart was full of bitterness.

It seems that what one hundred and eight said is right, even if he can fly, even if it is at the speed of thunder and lightning on a white horse, but if he wants to catch up with himself, he is afraid that an hour may not be enough.

"Come on. He Yiming said in a tone that was almost moaning: "I hope that when you arrive, Lao Tzu will still be alive." ”

The murderous aura behind him suddenly climbed violently, and a black forked sword ghostly appeared in the back of his heart.

However, He Yiming seemed to have expected it, he put down the tracker in his hand, and the Five Elements Ring came to the vest dexterously, and the constantly rotating outer wheel knocked the forked sword away.

He Yiming's eyes flashed, and he muttered: "An hour ......"

As if he had suddenly gained infinite courage, He Yiming suddenly stopped, and the five-element light curtain in his hand rose into the sky, turning into colorful light, enveloping the two people in the sky.

When this piece of colorful light appeared, the last old man who was flying on a big mouse suddenly changed his face and exclaimed, "Five Elements Ring?

Huyan Aobo's cold voice came: "Not bad. It's this stinky boy who doesn't know whether to live or die, Brother Zhao, please help me kill this son. ”

There was not much hatred between him and He Yiming, and he also knew deeply what kind of power was behind He Yiming. So he didn't really want to put He Yiming to death with his own hands at the beginning, and being able to kill people with a knife was undoubtedly the best choice.

However, the white-haired old man only said a word to him, and he completely changed his mind.

"Huyan Sect Master, Fang Sheng is dead, died at the hands of He Yiming. ”

His words immediately aroused Huyan Aobo's murderous intent, and it was also the murderous intent.

The one who flew on the big rat was the great sage of the rat clan in the totem clan. He rolled his eyes and whispered, "Okay." ”

Three people, a mouse, reached an agreement at this moment.

Facing the multicolored curtain of light that rolled up from the ground, they sneered and stretched out their hands at the same time.

The three cold rays of light were like a yacht breaking through the sea, splashing with the brilliance of a white flower, and they actually broke through the five elements light curtain and stabbed towards He Yiming.

He Yiming was startled on the spot, although his five-element light curtain was powerful. If he wanted to resist the attack of a Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Venerable, he should be barely able to do it, but in the face of the combined efforts of the three masters, his colorful light curtain suddenly became a complete joke.

Seeing that the three rays of light were pierced almost at the same time, He Yiming's mind suddenly turned blank, and he raised his head, his eyes were dazed.

Then, the brilliant multicolored light suddenly dissipated completely.

He Yiming held the five-element ring and moved gently around him.

Strange things happened, he didn't seem to move very quickly, but every move was quite in place.

His movements were not complicated, and Huyan Aobo and the others could see it clearly.

But. No matter how the three of them used the divine weapon to attack in the air, the final result could only be hit on the Five Elements Ring, and they could not inflict any substantial blow on He Yiming at all.

The white-haired old man's eyes sparkled fiercely, and with a flick of his fingers, the lightsaber turned in mid-air and stabbed towards He Yiming's seemingly defenseless vest. Only this time, the old man's heart was no longer half sure.

Sure enough, there was another crisp sound, and He Yiming's Five Elements Ring came to the vest just right, and the time was so clever that he didn't even have time to change the route of the flying sword.

Looking at He Yiming, who was like a wall, the three top masters all had the same thought in their hearts, how did this guy do it?

Suddenly, the old man's eyebrows raised, and he said, "The magic of divine arithmetic ......"

As soon as he said this, the faces of Huyan Aobo and Zhao Yulin suddenly changed greatly.

In this world, the only person who is known as the number one in the world of divine arithmetic is that person.

And whether it is the Huangquanmen or the totem clan, they are absolutely unwilling to provoke that famous old guy. Once they thought of the old Taoist priest with a smile on his face all year round, they couldn't help but feel a little chill in their hearts.

It's just that, looking at He Yiming, who is becoming more and more proficient in the use of divine arithmetic below, the hearts of the three of them flashed with fierce murderous intent at the same time.

After glancing at each other, they made a choice at the same time.

The three of them waved at the same time, circling He Yiming in mid-air, and the three weapons that were looking for an opportunity to attack actually left at the same time, and they flew high in the air and hovered.

He Yiming let out a long sigh of relief, his vest was already soaked with cold sweat.

At this point, he had an instinctive sense of fear.

I unknowingly fought with the three of them, and it seemed that I was dealing with it quite well.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, he had a nerve just now, it was definitely a nerve......

If he were asked to do it again, then he would definitely not choose to resist.

Just as he was about to turn around and flee, he suddenly felt a huge pressure appear above his head.

There was no need to observe at all, He Yiming's face had already become extremely ugly, his body trembled, and he just got under the ground. Disappeared in an instant.