This damn assassin!

Thinking about this, the fire in Fang Lechi's heart is even greater. While he was angry that the assassin was really cunning, not only was he easy to look at, but he still didn't recognize him even though he had fought and photographed him, and he was worried about Song Shan.

I was in the post station before, and I said that I would do bad things with good intentions when I said that the guards of the post guards were bad.

The previous vigilance did not bring out this assassin, so Song Shan's already careless temperament would inevitably lower his guard against the assassin.

At this time, although Song Shan sent a signal for help, it was difficult to say whether he had been injured by the assassin. How long could he hold the Assassin back when he was wounded?

Fang Lechi didn't know, he only knew that the assassin was probably hiding a little deeper than he thought. He didn't dare to delay, didn't care about the horse that fell to the ground, and ran away.

Young Pavilion Master, hold on!

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Wang Su glanced at the blue fireworks blooming in the sky, although he was a little eager, but it was not for Fang Le Chi.

I had already told the man earlier, so I just took Fang Le Chi in the direction of the main entrance of the post station.

And Fang Cai blocked himself at the front gate, Song Shan ran out of the back door, he didn't dare to run diagonally, in the process of pursuit, especially when the distance between the two was so close, Song Shan's diagonal escape was tantamount to sending him to death. Therefore, he could only flee straight, but in this way, it was exactly the opposite direction that Fang Lechi chased out, and Fang Lechi's horse was drugged and fascinated, and he was not a good at light skills, whether it was Wang Su or Song Shan, light skills were stronger than him.

By the time Fang Lechi caught up with the two, Song Shan was afraid that the bones would already be cold.

So Wang Su is not worried about Fang Lechi, he is worried about Song Shan's real backhand.

Six Steps......

Wang Su was getting closer and closer, like the king of Hades knocking on the door, approaching step by step, frightening Song Shan's heart.

His so-called planning before, but he never considered that he himself had never had such a close contact with death, the experience between life and death, not to mention Wang Su and Fang Lechi, he couldn't even compare to the three guards. Right now, it was a miracle that he was able to exert his magic magic to seventy percent, and even Wang Su was slightly surprised by his speed.

No way......

I can't just let him chase him, he's faster than me, I've got to figure out some way, I can't just die here.

Song Shan is not exactly an embroidered pillow, he is in a desperate situation, his brain is quite calm, and he knows that he can't sit still, and the longer he drags it out, the more unfavorable he will be unless he can drag it to his back.

He thought that it was important to save his life, so he laughed twice and said, "You don't know yet, do you? You are an outcast, an outcast thrown by the embroidery division. ”

Wang Su listened to it and didn't hear it, his left ear went in and his right ear went out.

Song Shan continued: "The Embroidery Division threw you out just so that our Tianwu Pavilion could find an excuse and cooperate with them to eradicate the Hengshan Qixuan Sword Sect, you were used as a gun!" ”

Wang Su's heart jumped, but he immediately felt a little funny, he almost believed this Song Shan's nonsense.

Song Shan continued to persuade: "This hero, all the mistakes are the fault of the embroidery department, they asked you to kill me." Now that you know the truth, it's better to let me live, which is also a way for yourself to live. ”

In fact, Song Shan's words still played a certain role. People's energy is always limited, and Wang Su finally heard what Song Shan said, and it was inevitable that he would split his mind to think. This kind of thinking is subconscious and unavoidable, so there will be a slight omission.

Song Shan also saw Wang Su's distraction for a moment, saw the opportunity, lowered his body and grabbed a handful of sand, and raised it backwards.

The dust was coming, Wang Su was not good at reaching out to block it, if he blocked his body and was unstable, the speed would inevitably slow down, and he would open up the distance for Song Shan, so he held his breath and closed his eyes to chase forward.

Song Shan's move was to win Wang Su's two-second time to close his eyes, he leaned down, gave full play to the subtlety of the magic machine, and used his left hand as the fulcrum, and the whole person ran close to the ground and changed direction. After Wang Su opened his eyes, he first found that he was about to hit a tree, but Song Shan turned a corner and ran to the right.

In order not to crash into the tree, he had to fly up in the air, kick his right leg on the trunk of the tree, and then fly to the left.

It looks like it is indeed elegant and chic, and the walk is like flying, but in fact, this kind of unprepared turning by force under the rapid speed made Wang Su's pursuit stunned, and the speed was three points slower.

Eight Steps......

Wang Su's gaze was even colder, but Song Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, both of them knew that such a little trick could work a little miraculously once and not a second time.

Song Shan also learned to be obedient, knowing that even though he had a thousand magic methods, he was far from Wang Su in terms of internal strength, and his speed was obviously inferior to the other party, but he was running away, and he took the initiative to control it in his own hands, so he used his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, no longer simply competing with Wang Su for speed, but using the flexibility of the thousand magic machines himself, constantly running around various stones and trees in the forest.

But it also worked, after Wang Su chased close to a distance of five steps, because he had to avoid obstacles from time to time, the gap between the two was always between five and six steps, Song Shan couldn't pull away, Wang Su couldn't shorten it, and the situation suddenly stalemate.

Wang Su knew that it was not a way to go on like this, if he kept delaying Song Shan, when Song Shan's real follower came, it would not be him but himself who died here today.

Wang Su couldn't think of any safe way for the time being, so he had to fight.

Even though the Thousand Laws of Divine Wisdom are flexible, he is like a fish in water and very dexterous in this wooded and rocky environment, but when he changes direction, his speed will always be a little slower, which is inevitable.

It's like driving a horse-drawn carriage, if you don't slow down when cornering, people will be thrown out because of inertia.

Song Shan's old trick was repeated, and he made a turn in front of an obstacle, and his speed suddenly slowed down a little, and the distance between the two became five steps again.

What's more, when changing direction, Song Shan can't look back, at this time, Zhang Wang's center of gravity is likely to be unstable and fall to the ground, if so, then everything will be over.

Wang Su squinted his eyes slightly, saw the right time, kicked his legs suddenly, the whole person was like a hungry tiger pounced on food, the abacus was out of the sheath, like a long rainbow through the sun, a green snake out of the hole, a little cold stabbed Song Shan's back.

It's up to the sword.

If he is stabbed, he will be killed on the spot.

If he doesn't win, then he can't afford to delay, so he can only leave him with a dog for the time being, and take it again in the future.

When the abacus was unsheathed, Wang Su had already thought about what to do next in his heart.