Yang Ning, who unfolded his body, was galloping, chasing the three people in front of him at a speed of breath and breath. In the six breaths, he had already chased to a distance of about ten zhang behind Wu Xianguang.

During the run, Wu Xianguang, who was at the end, looked back in horror, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Yang Ning had already chased not far behind him, and Zhu Hu and the two of them, running in front of him and running for their lives, had already abandoned him. In a panic, his legs weakened, and he stumbled, and suddenly the dog ate and fell to the ground.

"Ahh Swordsman! Uncle! I was wrong, please let me go. My family has money, as long as you can let me live, I will dedicate all the gold and silver treasures in the family to you! Please don't kill me! ”

Wu Xianguang, who fell to the ground, rolled twice, hit a big bag on his forehead, and his cheeks were also bruised with several blood marks, just stabilized his body, and was about to get up, as soon as he looked up, he saw Yang Ning's face full of anger, and immediately kicked his hands and feet, desperately moving behind him, begging Yang Ning to spare his life, leaving a trace of foul smell on the stone slab.

"Humph! If you are a traitor who betrays the country for glory and kills people and sets fires, what kind of face do you still have to live in this world, you should go to the underworld to report as soon as possible. Killing you today can be regarded as a small justice for the innocent people who were killed by your arson. ”

Looking at the crying face in front of him full of horror, fear, and distortion, Yang Ning's face was full of disgust and shame. After cursing hatefully, his fingers flicked lightly, and a little spark flew up from his fingertips and landed on Wu Xianguang's body, and in an instant, Wu Xianguang was like a piece of red-hot charcoal thrown into a bucket of hot oil, and a raging fire erupted on his body.

In the humanoid flames, Wu Xianguang stretched out his hands and kept scratching in the air, as if he wanted to grasp something, his mouth opened wide, trying to talk about something.

If someone who is familiar with Wu Xianguang's mind sees his expression at this moment, they will understand what he wants to express now: I am not a subject of the Zhennan Dynasty, and I can't talk about betraying the country to seek glory at all! Moreover, arson is only for me to act on orders, and it is not me who really set the fire, I am just a person who leads the way, why do I have to bear all these crimes alone, it's not fair!

What Wu Xianguang thought before he died, Yang Ning didn't know, and he didn't want to know, after popping up a little spark, a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the remaining two people who were more than ten feet away from him and ran away, his feet stomped on the ground, and his body chased after him with a sound of wind.

Although Zhu Hu and the others are not monks, they have been practicing martial arts all year round, and have a profound martial arts background and survival experience, not only running away quickly, but also using the surrounding environment from time to time to evade Yang Ning's pursuit.

Yang Ning also took the boss's effort to catch up with them about five zhang away. By this time, the sky was already bright, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, that friend in the back, we don't seem to have any deep hatred, do we? Do you need to chase us so closely? I've already lost a lot of my brothers to you, so we'll leave it at that, okay? My master is also a monk with advanced cultivation, so I don't need to make a grudge for this, right? ”

While running, Zhu Hu wanted to use words to move Yang Ning to give up chasing them. and also moved out of his master.

"Hmph. We have no hatred, but you deserve to die because of how many innocent lives you have killed because you set fire to the county! ”

Yang Ning snorted coldly, thinking of the innocent lives they killed and killed, anger came.

"Uh. They're not your friends or relatives, so you don't need to avenge them, do you? The mountains do not turn around, and the people leave a line, and they will see each other in the future. As long as you don't pursue it this time, if you have any requirements in the future, you squeak, as long as I can help, I will do my best to help. ”

As long as he can get out and persuade Yang Ning not to chase them anymore, Zhu Hu will dare to say anything.

These bandits who turn their faces and don't recognize people, have no credibility to speak of, what they say, what they promise, you dare to believe. Then, your life will not be far from death.

Yang Ning didn't reply again, he smiled coldly in his heart, the aura in his body was running, and the 'Freezing Technique' was ready to be sent out at any time, his feet were strengthened, and the speed was faster to chase after the two thieves.

"Bastard! You're trying so hard to force me to work hard! ”

Zhu Hu, who turned his head to check the situation every few breaths, found that Yang Ning, who was more than ten feet behind, was chasing closer and closer, and under the horror, his ugly appearance looked even more hideous, and he let out a hissing low roar.

"Hehe, do you have the qualifications to work hard?"

Yang Ning smiled contemptuously and coldly, he used to deal with the two ruffians in Xijiemen, and he didn't want to reveal his identity as a monk, so he didn't use spells, and he didn't think about taking people's names at that time. And now this gang of bandits, each of them has blood on their hands, and they are extremely vicious, and they have killed many innocent lives; Moreover, after setting fire to Nantu County, he had to deliberately find a forging place to kill himself, Yang Ning's heart was full of anger, and he didn't feel disgusted or uncomfortable at all about killing this gang of bandits, and he didn't have any sense of psychological burden.

With a secret roar in his heart, his feet strengthened again, and he chased forward faster. Ten breaths later, Yang Ning had already chased the two of them to a distance of nearly five zhang.

"Ahh I'm fighting with you! ”

With years of experience in fighting, he keenly felt the extreme danger coming from behind him, as if if he didn't have any countermeasures, he would definitely die in the next moment. Zhu Hu's eyes were cracking, his hair stood on end, he took out a yellowed note from his arms, roared, bit hard, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the yellow paper.

"Earth Dragon!"

Blood sprayed on the yellow paper, seeping into the yellow paper in an instant, without a single drop coming out. After absorbing the blood, the yellow paper emitted a thick circle of yellow light, and under Zhu Hu's roar, it was thrown towards Yang Ning, who was chasing after him.

Zhu Hu, who threw out the yellow paper, turned pale for a while, and his rushing steps became a little vain, and his speed was much slower. The mouthful of blood that spurted out just now seemed to take away a lot of his spirit.

After the yellow paper flew out, the thick yellow light gradually lengthened and became larger in the air. Between breathing, a whole body is yellow, with a ruler-long horn on the top of the head, the body is like a snake, covered with pieces of nails-sized scale armor, up to three zhang, as thick as a bucket, just like the classic records, the rare monster: Jiaolong lying on the ground, the yellow paper disappeared at the moment when the dragon was formed.

This dragon exuded aura fluctuations unique to the mortal level, and Yang Ning, who lacked cultivation knowledge, was taken aback by the sudden change in front of him.

In fact, Yang Ning is not to blame, knowledge fatigue is his hard injury, there are many county guards, and there are not many of the most basic knowledge classics in the cultivation world, which causes Yang Ning's knowledge to be very weak.

In the cultivation realm of the Lost Star Heaven Domain, there are four types of monks who are more special, and they are all monks willing to befriend. They are alchemists, forgers, array mages, and talisman masters. None of these four types of people are more noble than the other, and each has different specialties, but almost all monks need to use them.

When your cultivation reaches a certain level bottleneck, and a clever alchemist refines a corresponding pill for you, you have a great chance to break through easily; If a forger forges a magic weapon suitable for your use, your combat power can be greatly improved; Formations, both attacking, defending, and trapping, large and small, whether it is a dynasty town, a sect treasure pavilion, or a cave mansion for personal cultivation, it can be used. The talisman, which is the same as the formation, can be regarded as a microcosm of the formation, which is made by the rune master with special demon animal skins and blood.

What Zhu Hu threw out was an offensive talisman, but the monk used aura to activate it, while the mortal needed to pay a lot of his own essence blood to forcibly induce it. Now was not the time for Yang Ning to be surprised, because at this time, the earthy yellow dragon had already launched an attack on Yang Ning with its bloody mouth open.

The Jiaolong exuded a strong earth aura fluctuation equivalent to the fifth level of mortal grade, and opened its fangs to devour Yang Ning. Yang Ning's rushing footsteps paused instantly, and with a wave of his palm forward, the 'Ice Sealing Technique' that had already been gaining momentum was released, and a white cold current surrounded the dragon.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhu Hu and the others escaped a few feet away.

The deep cold white airflow wrapped half of the dragon's body in the blink of an eye, and the momentum of the forward rush came to a halt suddenly, and in the huge head, Sen Sen's white teeth glowed with cold light, which was clearly visible.