Du Shaoqing didn't want to do much, and on the way back, he still took the mountain road often taken by monks, and it was only more than 100 miles out of Liuxiafang City, and the drizzle was falling continuously.

In the sky, clouds gathered.

He had done another meal, and a white-clothed figure suddenly flashed from the forest.

Du Shaoqing looked slightly stunned: "Senior sister? ”

Jiang Baiyi grabbed him, and made Feiyun Qiansi magic clothes block the raindrops around the two of them, and galloped forward: "Hurry up!" ”

Du Shaoqing's eyes were slightly sluggish, and he asked quietly: "Is there really anything that can't open your eyes?" ”

"Hmm!"

Jiang Baiyi grabbed him tightly with his left hand, and with a light tap under his feet, his figure floated out seventy or eighty zhang away.

Du Shaoqing fell half a step behind her, and without asking any more questions, he turned his head to look at the forest on the left and right, and the shadows of the trees on both sides flew back, making it difficult to discern the situation.

The rain is getting heavier.

The rain rattled all around.

The two of them hurried through a cup of tea.

There was a voice behind him who said angrily: "Sure enough, there is a helper!" This kid must have harmed the seventeenth brother......"

Du Shaoqing was shocked and looked back.

Two hundred paces away, there were two figures, one black and one purple, chasing after him.

Raindrops, splashes.

Du Shaoqing was slightly nervous, and called softly: "Senior sister? ”

"It's okay!"

Jiang Baiyi didn't look back, pulled him tightly, and flew forward.

Du Shaoqing's figure was suddenly crooked, and the probe quietly reminded: "Enter the forest, be careful of the ambush ahead!" ”

Jiang Baiyi nodded, and with a little foot, he rushed into the dense forest on the side of the road.

The two walked through the forest for a long time.

Jiang Baiyi's figure stopped suddenly, and he pulled out the cold moon cold light sword with his hand: "Ahead!" ”

Du Shaoqing pulled her body unsteadily, and suddenly staggered, hurriedly holding on to the old tree on one side, and raised her eyes.

His heart suddenly went cold

Thirty or forty steps ahead, two black and purple figures flew out, slowly approaching with swords.

The black-clothed monk looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes were happy, and he smiled: "Sixth brother, this girl has some skills, take us around in circles......"

The purple-clothed friar opened his mouth to interrupt, "Mouthy! Quick ......"

Jiang Baiyi's face was expressionless, and the cold moon cold light sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

A cold light roared away.

Rain curtain, chaos.

The black-clothed monk didn't expect her to be so decisive, and when he saw the cold light slash to the top of his head, he was so frightened that he turned sideways and avoided three steps in a row.

Jiang Baiyi immediately made a decision, kicked his feet, and pulled Du Shaoqing to rush out in an instant.

Behind him, the purple-clothed monk said angrily: "Fool, chase quickly! “

Heavy rain, sudden downpour.

The twigs and young leaves in the forest are shaking non-stop.

The sound of "crackling" all around, making a big fuss.

Jiang Baiyi galloped all the way, and he didn't transport the Feiyun Thousand Silk Magic Clothes to block the rain, and his hair was wet.

Du Shaoqing's clothes were soaked, and he smelled the breath in front of him, and asked quietly, "What are the cultivation of the two?" ”

Jiang Baiyi's feet continued to tap, and he said lightly: "All of them are in the ninth layer of the Qi cultivation period, and one person has reached perfection!" ”

Du Shaoqing looked back.

The two male cultivators chased after them through the forest, only one hundred and eighty steps away, and the ninth-level consummation cultivator of Qi cultivation was just about to arrive!

He thought quickly, and said carefully: "Go separately, the younger brother may be able to lead one person away......"

Jiang Baiyi walked forward by himself, and said coldly: "Nonsense! Don't distract me. ”

Du Shaoqing only felt a tightness in his hands, and quietly persuaded: "Senior sister is too cumbersome to take me, and when you run out of real energy, we will both be finished." ”

Jiang Baiyi was silent, and then turned around and said, "Three breaths!" ”

Du Shaoqing tightened the soft water in his hand, and chuckled: "Senior sister, don't worry, it's just three breaths, don't worry!" ”

Jiang Baiyi slowed down slightly, and when the two male cultivators chased after him to about fifty steps away, she suddenly turned around and swung out the Cold Moon Cold Light Sword, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "I'll break off, go quickly!" ”

A cold light swept backwards.

Du Shaoqing did not hesitate, fled quickly, and slipped out of the thirties, and a loud "jump" broke out behind him.

The dense rain curtain in the forest dispersed with the chaos.

Du Shaoqing flew under his feet and went straight to the ravine.

The purple friar shouted, "I'll take this shrew!" Thirteenth brother, don't let that kid go......"

"The man in black is chasing after him?"

Du Shaoqing's face tightened slightly, his soul was fifty zhang square, probing the movement around his body, and in an instant, he felt that there was a sharp sword qi, and he rushed straight from behind him forty zhang Xu.

He was shocked in his heart, and used the microstar cloud body method to flicker to the left.

Sword energy, sweep the sky!

The thorns and grass in front of him blew up an old deep ditch, and debris was thrown away.

The black-clothed male cultivator didn't expect that his body was a little strange, and laughed angrily: "Good boy! ”

Du Shaoqing didn't dare to drill the ravine anymore, and fled straight to the hillside, rejoicing in his heart, "Fortunately, it's not a third-order spirit sword, otherwise how can you avoid it!" ”

He only jumped out fifty or sixty zhang, and felt a sharp sword qi slashing straight from behind him, and it came in an instant.

Du Shaoqing's eyelids jumped, and he flashed behind an old tree with a step, and the sword qi passed by, but fortunately he avoided the danger.

The seven or eight old trees in front of them couldn't stand the destruction of the sword qi and fell to the ground with a "click".

The black-clothed male cultivator was a little embarrassed when he saw him slippery, and the two swords fell short, and said angrily: "The kid is looking for death!" ”

Du Shaoqing turned a deaf ear, and it was important to flee for his own life, so he picked the old tree to hide.

At this time, there was a sudden loud sound in the distance, and after a while, the movement disappeared.

"The sixth brother uses the flying sword, and it is easy to take down that girl!" The black-clothed male cultivator looked back at one or two, and said with a smile: "Boy, quickly tell me the whereabouts of my seventeenth brother's spirit sword, and I can spare your life." ”

Du Shaoqing heard the sound for nearly twenty feet, kicked sharply under his feet, and shouted: "The spirit sword is at my senior sister's, go find her!" ”

The black-clothed male cultivator was furious when he heard this: "If you are not honest, you are looking for a dead end!" ”

With a swing of the magic sword, another sword light slashed forward.

Du Shaoqing's heart was frightened, his body was fluttering and flashing, but he still felt that the life-urging sword qi was chasing after him, and he couldn't dodge.

"Go!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the distance.

A chilly aura flew from the forest.

The rain curtains around could not withstand the invasion of the cold cold, and the raindrops condensed into ice particles and fell to the ground.

Du Shaoqing was overjoyed and said:

"Senior sister!"

The black-clothed male cultivator was startled, and the magic sword was protected in front of him, busy dodging and dodging.

A silver ray pierced through the chest.

This man was covered in a layer of turbid ice and scale, and he stood in the forest, like an ice sculpture.

The silver rays flew out for more than ten zhang, castrated, and then turned back to the dense forest.

After a while, a white-clothed figure stepped on the branch.

Du Shaoqing immediately smiled: "Senior sister came in time!" ”

Jiang Baiyi nodded, holding the Cold Moon Cold Light Sword in his hand, and was speechless.

Du Shaoqing endured the residual cold, stepped forward and touched it carefully, and took the magic sword in the hand of the black-clothed male cultivator.

A sword, cut off.

The ice sculpture was full of cracks, and then shattered into a vast amount of fine debris, mixed with the muddy water.

Jiang Baiyi's face was blank, he pulled him up and flew away.

There was a half-time scene.

Four monks braved the rain to find him.

After checking the traces everywhere, the four of them looked at each other, shocked and panicked.

A blue-clothed monk looked around the dense forest and said in a humble heart: "Retreat!" The two sons have suffered an accident, I will return as soon as possible, so that I can report to the elders of the family to know about ......"