Chapter Twenty-Nine: Downplaying Life and Death

Fang Ze rolled his body full of scars, and staggered to his feet, his muscles were still trembling, his wounds were still painful, and although he looked gloomy, the smile on his face was clearly visible.

After he saw that the wisp of soul thought that Wang Yi had conjured up disappeared, he understood that this duel was over ahead of schedule, and there were still sixteen of the twenty-four people left, and each of them was in the first realm of cultivation, and although some of them were seriously injured at this moment, their faces were full of sadistic intent when they looked at Wang Yi.

"Don't let him run!" the cold words of the young man at the head pushed Wang Yi to the brink of death.

The remaining twelve fierce dogs sniffed on the ground for a moment, and after a few shouts of "oh oh" to the west, the sixteen people rushed towards the direction of Wang Yi's escape.

"You are waiting for us here!" said the young man who was the leader said to Fang Ze with an indifferent expression, and then rushed forward as well.

"It's Senior Brother!" Fang Ze's mind had already appeared with the scene of Wang Yi being dismantled, and his heart was full of joy, and at the same time, he also sighed secretly for his escape from death.

Wang Yi, who was fleeing towards the front at a high speed, took a few more pills on the way, and at this time, he didn't know that his senior brother's soul thought had been dispersed, let alone that several enemies were chasing him behind him.

The speed at which Wang Yi, who was seriously injured, fled was simply not worth mentioning in the eyes of those people, and he caught up in less than a moment.

"Wow??? Oh, "The sound of the fierce dog barking was faintly heard just now, but now it is getting louder and louder.

Wang Yi secretly screamed badly, his scalp was numb, at this time he had guessed that the senior brother had been defeated, his heart was like falling into an abyss, anxious, very anxious, but he couldn't see a trace of panic, this feeling of hanging by a thread was a feeling that Wang Yi had never experienced, but now he is enjoying this sense of excitement.

"Do you think you can run away?" The young man at the head stepped on his spiritual power, looking at Wang Yi who was limping in the air, and slowly spoke.

At this time, Wang Yi did not answer him, let alone look back at the few people chasing him again, but continued to flee forward, with a firm gaze and an indifferent expression.

"Hmph"

The young man in the lead snorted coldly in the air, the nails of his hands suddenly became longer, his hands merged, and they spun desperately in the air, forming a whirlwind, swooping towards Wang Yi, and there were bursts of cold light flashing in this wind, which was much less powerful than before, and it was obvious that the young man led by him was trying to capture Wang Yi alive.

Wang Yi, who was fleeing, heard the sound of "snorting" behind him, and only glanced back from time to time, he saw a whirlwind coming towards him, not only that, but also several people were chasing him, as well as the hideous-looking fierce dog.

At this moment, his expression changed drastically, he didn't care about how serious his injuries were, and quickly recited the mantra and fled to the ground.

Wang Yi was blown away by the wind like a wisp of smoke, and disappeared out of thin air in place, and the twelve people stopped where Wang Yi was before, looking around for Wang Yi's figure, and their faces were surprised.

"Boom"

The downward trend of the tornado could not be stopped, and it slammed into the earth, and there was a deep hole in the ground that had been hit by the whirlwind.

At this time, the young man at the head also showed a look of surprise, and the two-headed dog beside him lowered his head and looked for Wang Yi's breath on the ground.

"Whoa," the two-headed dog barked a few times in the northwest direction.

"Chase, don't let him escape!" shouted the young man at the head.

??? The people behind him are getting closer and closer to him, how can Wang Yi in the soil not know that he is also running out of oil at this moment, but he is still persistent.

"This wound can't withstand the vigorous exercise, and now it's starting to bleed heavily again, and the time below this is almost my limit, what should I do?" At this moment, Wang Yi's face was pale, his body was cold, and his limbs were weak, but there was still no trace of fear in his eyes.

"Boom"

Wang Yi broke through the ground, no longer had the momentum to fly into the sky, but staggered to the ground, he was already weak, covered with injuries, and exhausted to the extreme.

Wang Yi stood up with great difficulty, he watched the group of people surround him, his expression was indifferent and there was no trace of begging for mercy, he just looked at this group of people quietly, remembering their faces one by one.

"You're running pretty fast, now you're running!" a newcomer scolded Wang Yi.

"Boy, what kind of sect are you?" the young man at the head interrupted the man's words and said coldly.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Wang Yi said indifferently, without a trace of fear.

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die, that wisp of soul thought has been defeated by me, and it is easy to kill you now, tell me what I want, maybe I will spare your life!" The young man at the head sneered.

This kind of language trick Wang Yi couldn't know that after learning what he wanted, the other party still couldn't escape death.

At this time, he sneered in his heart, and then smiled on his mouth, laughing from the heart, his eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of waves.

"Hahahaha???" The laughter grew louder and louder, and the group of people looked puzzled.

"What are you laughing at? You're dying. A disciple shouted.

Wang Yi laughed at the world is really the law of the jungle, laughed at fate and let him experience a sense of dying, laughed at himself for being so small, he now hopes to live a peaceful and stable life, but he has been trapped in a deceitful fight, this is not what he wants, but he can't change it, he can only laugh, he can only laugh, he can only use laughter to release his heart.

This laughter is desolate, this laughter is unwilling, this laughter is unyielding.

"I'll only ask once, is that wisp of soul thought created by a magic weapon, or is it caused by man-made?" The young man at the head had already seen that it was unlikely that Wang Yi would ask anything, and he had lost his patience.

Hearing this, Wang Yi laughed even more.

"If I don't die today, I will definitely repay this blood debt a hundredfold! If I don't die today, you will definitely become the soul of my sword! What are you still hesitating about? Do it!"

Wang Yi still looked indifferent, he had seen through this, there was nothing to be afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that he couldn't face death calmly, but he showed a sense of fear and fear, if so, he would not be able to experience the feeling of death, but die in fear.

Can life do what you want to do, and death will end everything? In fact, death is another experience of life, and it is also another continuation of life.

The young man at the head frowned slightly, picked up the sword in the hand of a person beside him, and stabbed the sword into Wang Yi's body without the slightest hesitation.

"If that's the case, then you're really going to die. The young man at the head said gloomily.

Wang Yi still smiled at the sword, blood overflowed and soaked the blood-red clothes again, he didn't care about it, now he was no longer fighting against fear, nor was he fighting against pain, but he looked down on this qiē and was experiencing the coming of death.

"You kid is really different from ordinary people, they all look down on life and death, fortunately, the other party is just a junior in the early stage of agility, it seems that he is really going to forcibly integrate into your body, the old man is estimated to fall asleep after helping you, you also experience how the old man fights, remember to go to the snake forest in the post field, where the old man can wake up, remember!" the demon snake said slowly.