Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to the changes in his spiritual power, and quickly pulled out the long sword from the corpse and fled in another direction.

He had to flee, and the remaining person was also the seventh level of the Lingtai, his spiritual power was already insufficient, and he couldn't defeat it. Moreover, it won't take long for the other two disciples to chase after them, and it will be difficult to go one-on-one, and one-on-three will definitely die. However, he has already achieved his goal by killing one person, and there is no need to fight, and it is best to escape as soon as possible.

As soon as Zhou Yang retreated, there was a sound of hurried footsteps not far away, but the pursuers behind him also arrived.

The surviving disciple was a little sluggish at this time, but the situation of two against one was seriously injured in an instant, and that kid actually took the opportunity to kill the seriously injured during the battle, which was too unexpected, and his head couldn't turn for a while.

It wasn't until the reinforcements arrived that he woke up like a dream, and when he saw the corpse of his companion, he couldn't help but be stunned, roared violently, and chased in the direction where Zhou Yang had fled.

The two of them were also shocked, and under the absolute advantage, they let that kid kill one person suddenly, and they were even more awe-inspiring in addition to anger, and they had to reassess the kid's strength.

"If you want to catch it alive, we will all have to be unlucky!"

"That's right, kill him, and avenge the head of the pipe and Zhang Qing!" said the other angrily.

"Let's chase quickly, Wang Ling's state is not right, I'm afraid he will be poisoned by that person!"

The two of them stopped talking nonsense, put away the broad knife, each took out the black feather bow, and chased in the direction of Zhou Yang's escape.

The disciple named Wang Ling was indeed in the wrong state, his eyes were red at this time, and the spiritual power around his body was agitating, in this case, the speed of lifting was much faster than usual. This is a typical overdraft of the body, and it is a lifeless consumption of spiritual power. After a long time, if he does not get any more, he will surely go mad and die in a rage.

If he catches up with him now, Zhou Yang's fate will be miserable.

Zhou Yang naturally didn't know anything about this, and fled with his own life.

About an hour later, he found himself running out of the woods, with an endless wasteland in front of him. He didn't have time to think about it, so he plunged into the weeds and continued to run.

The wasteland was not a forest after all, the field of vision was relatively wide, and his escape route was easy to spot.

After he rushed into the wasteland for dozens of breaths, Wang Ling also jumped into the weeds. At this time, his state was even more crazy, and the aura was shot out without a fatality, and all the weeds in front of him were cut off, and the north wind blew and flew upside down.

If he was awake at this time, he should bend his bow and shoot Zhou Yang.

It's a pity that at the beginning, the Lingfeng captain ordered to be caught alive, and they didn't shoot arrows randomly, only one wanted to kill Zhou Yang, but was devoured by the demon beast. And now he doesn't want to catch him alive, but Wang Ling is crazy, and Zhou Yang really shouldn't die.

However, it is not easy to get rid of the enemy in a state of madness, he is tireless, just chasing Zhou Yang with his life, and whoever has his turn will vomit blood in depression.

Zhou Yang also ran desperately at first, but it didn't take long for him to feel that something was wrong with the latter. The man's breath was disordered, his spiritual power was violent, and he seemed to have symptoms of going mad. However, he was even more worried in his heart, because in this state, that person's strength would increase dramatically, and he could only flee for his life, and he would never fight hard.

How could Wang Ling's speed be too fast, the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and the distance between them and the two disciples behind them was getting farther and farther.

Later, the two also came out of the dense forest, and Zhou Yang and Wang Ling had disappeared. Fortunately, the traces after Wang Ling's aura were not obvious, so the two chased after them.

Zhou Yang was anxious in his heart, if he was caught up at this time, it would naturally be a bloody battle, and he would definitely lose. The point is that there are two people in the back, and when they arrive, they will definitely die.

In a hurry, he poured the remaining spiritual power into his legs, and the wind suddenly whirred under his feet, and the step he took increased from two or three zhang before to five or six zhang, and the speed immediately increased a little.

Originally, the distance between him and Wang Ling had been reduced to 200 zhang, but after dozens of breaths, the two were nearly 400 zhang apart. At this time, Zhou Yang noticed his steps, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "This is forced to be in a hurry, and he actually broke through the shackles in a desperate situation! It seems that it is not enough to just blindly practice penance, you must go through actual combat training again and again to have great gains, the more dangerous it is, the more it can stimulate your potential!"

At this time, he had a first-hand experience of the inheritance of the Tu and He families, but now is not the time to understand, he has to escape as soon as possible. He increased the infusion of spiritual power again and rushed forward at full speed.

After that, although Wang Ling was already crazy, out of the instinct of a cultivator, he was also fighting his fate to turn his whole body spiritual power to catch up, and his speed was naturally not slow.

The small beasts along the way scattered in fright, and some middle-level demon beasts stared at the two people in front and behind them angrily, with the intention of rushing forward to tear them apart. However, the speed of the two was too fast, and they swept past before they could pounce. The monsters were all a little surprised: Is it so difficult that the world has changed, how can these humans with low cultivation run faster than us!

The wilderness is vast, and you can only rely on the sunlight to discern the direction. Because of the haste of escaping, Zhou Yang didn't pay attention at all, and at this time he realized that he did not run in the direction of Anping City, but the opposite. That is, he is getting farther and farther away from Anping City.

After realizing this, Zhou Yang hurriedly adjusted his bearing, turned sharply and headed straight to the southwest.

"It would be nice to have a green wolf!" At this time, he missed his fourth-level green wolf, and he didn't know where he had gone. That's a lot of money, and it's a shame to throw it away.

After running wildly for more than an hour, Zhou Yang's spiritual power gradually ran out and had to be replenished, but the person behind him was only five or six hundred zhang away from him, and once he stopped to recover with the pill, he would inevitably be caught up. However, if you don't replenish it, your spiritual power will soon be exhausted and you will lose your combat power, so it's better to recover some spiritual power and fight with him to the death.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Yang decisively took out two Huang Ling Pills and swallowed them, and then used his strength to digest the medicinal power in a piece of wild grass.

After more than ten breaths, Wang Ling really appeared within Zhou Yang's perception range, which was already less than two hundred zhang, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations made him secretly frightened. This person is too terrifying, originally he only had the seventh-fold cultivation of the Lingtai, but at this time, he felt far beyond the eighth-ninth level of the Lingtai, and even the gap with the peak of the Lingtai was not very big.

Playing against them in this state is a win-no-brainer.

The situation was worse than expected, and it was impossible to fight at all. If it doesn't work, you have to be flexible, Zhou Yang canceled the plan to fight the male and female, and his spiritual power has recovered a little, so let's run in the dark passage, I can't fight with a madman. When his madness passes, this person will be abolished, and it will not be too late to do it again.

Zhou Yang kicked his feet and rushed forward, more than five zhang in one step, several ups and downs in a row, and the distance between him and Wang Ling increased a lot. After another while, he felt that the spiritual power of the person behind him showed no signs of exhaustion, and was still raging.

"What kind of evil sect exercises has this person cultivated, and his spiritual power has not been exhausted after chasing for so long, he is really a freak!" Zhou Yang scolded secretly.

can be scolded and scolded, other people's spiritual power is more abundant than their own, and they can't run if they don't run.

"If you can keep some distance, you still have a chance to recover, but he can't be replenished, if you go on like this, see how long you bastard can last!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and began to compare durability with Wang Ling.

This idea is right, he has time to recover, but Wang Ling only knows how to chase wildly, and he has no consciousness of recovery at all, and sooner or later his spiritual power will be exhausted.

Except for the person behind him, he was most worried about the other two, they were both sober, and their realms were much higher than him.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, Zhou Yang felt that the spiritual power of the person behind him was no longer violent, but more disordered, and the fluctuations of spiritual power began to weaken.

"Hehe, no matter how abundant your spiritual power is, there is a limit, see if I can't kill you!"

Holding on for another hour, Zhou Yang used the gap to replenish his spiritual power, while Wang Ling's breath became weaker and weaker. With the distraction of one another, the situation began to reverse.

After half an hour, the man's speed gradually slowed down, but his breath weakened sharply, it seemed that his spiritual power had been exhausted, and there was no need for him to run wildly.

After about half a pillar of incense, Wang Ling stopped, and sat on the ground weakly, his face was pale and frightening, and his limbs began to twitch.

Zhou Yang also paused, panted and looked back, and sneered: "You, you are running, why don't you run?"

The man's convulsions were even more severe, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes began to drift. This is a manifestation of severe overdraft, qi and blood going on a fork in the road, and serious damage to the meridians.

Seeing him like this, the hatred in Zhou Yang's heart weakened a lot. This person can't live without doing it himself.

"Alas, why bother! You and I have no grievances, but if you have to put me to death, you will suffer from it in the end, it is really not worth it, it is not worth it!" Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed.

He was not pretentious, but merciful, he was not a murderer. If people don't offend me, I don't offend people is his life creed, and there is still a half-sentence that if someone offends me, I will pay it back a hundred times, but at this time, people are dying, and there is no need to make up for it, so let it fend for itself.

Mercy is mercy, and those who have picked up for nothing are not taken advantage of, and they are not done by people in the cultivation world.

Zhou Yang slowly approached, ready to wait for the man to die, and then search his storage bag.

However, when the two were less than twenty zhang apart, Wang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, the essence of light burst out, his face was hideous, he patted the storage bag, and there was an extra square magic weapon in his hand, and he didn't know where the spiritual power came from, the magic weapon suddenly burst into green light, and the dazzling light shot out in a fan-shaped burst, and the lightning shrouded Zhou Yang.

But Wang Ling suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky.

The situation happened too suddenly, and the distance chosen by Wang Ling was also very appropriate, far away was not accurate enough, and it was easy to be detected by spiritual power fluctuations when it was close, and the distance of twenty zhang was just right.

Zhou Yang never expected that a dying person would send such a terrifying blow, the green light was too fast to dodge, and there was a faint stench, it was actually highly poisonous!