Wuji hid in the dense canopy of a towering tree, staring nervously at the sky in the distance, hating itchy.

Is Lin Ziyue crazy, seeking death is not this kind of search, where can't you go, but you have to face Yin Jiao face to face?

If you don't die, you won't die.

At that moment, Mowgli had the urge to turn around and leave. He was miserable by this girl, and he didn't want to wade into this troubled water again.

Originally, they had a clear advantage. Young, smart, two against one, as long as you are patient, it won't be long before they can defeat Yin Jiao, and when the time comes, there will be kindness and revenge, and they can do whatever they want.

But Lin Ziyue didn't listen to what she said, she rushed to Taolinsai alone, and now she didn't know whether she was alive or dead and confronted Yin Jiao. What is the difference between this and seeking death? With Yin Jiao's realm, she can be killed with one palm, and her flying head to ward off evil spirits will also be grilled into meat skewers by Chongming Bird.

Then I will be left alone, and sooner or later it will be the meat in Yin Jiao's mouth.

It's your business to be crazy, and I don't want to go crazy with you.

Mowgli jumped off the tree, turned around and prepared to leave. After taking two steps, he stopped again, hesitated for a while, and scolded: "No, this girl has eaten so much of my Guiyuan Dan, if I am slapped to death by Yin Jiao, I will not lose to death." ”

After speaking, he stomped his feet viciously, jumped up, turned into a giant eagle, flapped his wings fiercely, soared up, and flew into the sky for more than a thousand zhang in one breath, until Tao Lin became a chessboard in his eyes, Yin Jiao and Lin Ziyue became a chess piece in his eyes, he turned his head, turned into a human form, faced the earth, raised his hands to the giant que, and roared down.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the earth grew rapidly in his eyes, and the wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and tore his scalp in pain. The wide giant was rubbed red by the air, and even the hilt of the sword became hot, and the palm of the palm could be faintly smelled hot.

He turned himself into a giant sword, which fell from the sky and rushed towards Yin Jiao.

The Juque Sword is his blade.

Yin Jiao raised his palm, the wind and thunder accumulated in his palm, and occasionally there was a slight cheering sound, but he didn't hit Lin Ziyue.

Although this is a good opportunity to kill Lin Ziyue.

Lin Ziyue was ten steps in front of him, and although he held the bow in his hand, he didn't pull it away. She didn't even look at him. Tilting his head, he looked at Mowgli, who was roaring like a meteorite in the sky.

As long as he waved his palm and struck out the palm that had condensed his life's strength, Lin Ziyue would die. In Nanshan, he once struck Lin Ziyue with one palm, and Lin Ziyue was injured by the aftermath of his palm alone. At this moment, with a palm strike, Lin Ziyue had no reason to survive.

It was the opportunity he had been waiting for, at least the one he had been waiting for for a few days. Lin Ziyue shot Bai Run with an arrow, and he killed Lin Ziyue. Since then, Bai Fengbing owes him a favor, and he has eliminated a very threatening opponent, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

But he didn't. Between the electric and flint, he made a difficult choice.

He swung his palm and slammed it into the sky, striking Mowgli who fell from the sky.

Mowgli turned into a giant eagle. From the moment he flew into the sky, Yin Jiao saw it. Far from being nervous, he was very excited. There is even some ease. He is not afraid of Mowgli appearing, he is only afraid that Mowgli is hiding in a place he doesn't know. Now, Wuji was a thousand steps away from him, and before Mowgli arrived, he had enough time to kill Lin Ziyue before he went to kill Mowgli.

However, when he raised his palm and prepared to attack, he found that Wuji did not come to save Lin Ziyue, but flew into the sky, which couldn't help but be a little strange. When he found that Wuji had turned into a giant sword and roared down, he understood, but it was too late.

This is a method of fighting in which both sides will lose and die.

He still had enough time to kill Lin Ziyue, but he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to avoid Mowgli's blow in time. If Mowgli really had a sword, he would have a good chance of escaping. However, he knew that Wuji had at least five swords on his body, and if these five swords fell from the sky at the same time, his chances of escaping would be greatly reduced.

Mowgli can die, but he can't.

If he died, then all the years of planning for him would have cheapened the others, and not only that, but also eliminated the two most threatening opponents for them. As soon as Wuji and Lin Ziyue died, the Jiuyi tribe could no longer find anyone who could confront Yingziwei and Bai Fengbing. After annexing the Jiuyi tribe, the strength of Bai Fengbing, who was self-assured, was by no means controllable by the Yin family.

In this short moment, Yin Jiao thought a lot, although he felt that it was a pity, he could only make one choice: give up the opportunity to get rid of Lin Ziyue, and save his life first. Not only could he not die, but he could not be injured, otherwise, as long as Lin Ziyue and Wuji were alive alone, he would not be able to leave the Purple Moon Forest.

It's not a good chance, but he can't take any chances. He couldn't afford to take that risk.

Therefore, Yin Jiao struck out a palm to Wuji, a palm that condensed all his strength.

In an instant, the heavy palm shadow rolled towards Wuji, like a tornado rising from the ground, and like a giant dragon suddenly appeared from the void, and the powerful shock wave centered on Yin Jiao quickly spread around.

Lin Ziyue was looking up, caught off guard, and was affected by the palm wind, sighed, and fell off the saddle of the flying sky to ward off evil spirits. Flying to ward off evil spirits couldn't stabilize his body, so he flew out crookedly, and when he saw Lin Ziyue fall into the saddle, he hurriedly adjusted his direction and chased after Lin Ziyue.

At the same time, Yin Jiao bent over, kicked back, jumped up like a projectile, and flew into the distance.

Chongming Bird felt the rapidly increasing pressure and the incomparable murderous aura above his head, and was about to flapp his wings to escape, but was kicked by Yin Jiao, screamed sadly, and flapped his wings in a panic, but he still couldn't control his body and planted it obliquely.

For a moment, the originally quiet sky was chaotic, and various sounds were mixed.

It was only at this moment that the sound of the wind stirred up by the palm wind suddenly exploded, like a giant dragon roaring, shaking everyone's heart.

Inside and outside the peach forest, countless people raised their heads and saw that a hole suddenly appeared in the clear blue sky in the early morning, and the fire that fell from the sky was in the middle of the hole, and it was quickly engulfed by the hole. Before they could understand what was going on, an explosion sounded overhead, and countless people felt that their ears were roaring, and some people were even shocked to the point that their mouth and nose were bleeding, and their headaches were splitting, and they couldn't help but change color in shock.

They had just seen Lin Ziyue stir up chaos in the Qin army camp with one person and one bow, and shoot the Qin army general who was closely protected with one arrow, and they thought that they had seen the most powerful power in heaven and earth. But seeing Yin Jiao's palm, they realized what their true power was.

A storm appeared in front of them without warning, and the air within a radius of dozens of zhang seemed to be evacuated, condensed into a string, and struck Wuji. The air rattled and there was a piercing whistling. Even the grass and trees on the ground were affected, and they almost rose from the ground.

Wuji saw the palm that Yin Jiao threw out, but he couldn't avoid it, so he could only face it hard.

However, when he saw the transparent cyclone with a radius of several feet, he felt fortunate again.

Yin Jiao was obviously worried that he would use a large-area attack method similar to cluster bombs, so he included all the spaces within a radius of a few zhang into his attack range, even if he had other weapons around him, they would also be deflected by Yin Jiao's palm wind and lose most of their lethality.

In his eagerness, Yin Jiao could still think about so much, and he could only say that he was an extremely cautious, even almost timid person.

However, in this way, the palm power he endured was greatly reduced, accounting for only a fraction of Yin Jiao's total palm power.

Even so, he still felt great pressure, as if he had been hit on the head, with a muffled sound of "buzz", his eyes went dark, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the stars twinkled.

"Whew-" He let go of his hand, and the giant sword, which was rubbed red by the air, did not know where it flew, and he was also blown by the hurricane like a floating duckweed, and bounced up and fell into the forest in the distance.

Yin Jiao's palm not only counteracted the speed of Wuji falling from the sky, but also threw him out. The huge impact from the sharp turn caused his body to be hit hard, and even with the divine bone protector, he was still injured a lot, and his consciousness became blurred.

Yin Jiao saw it from a distance, forcibly suppressed the churning sea of qi, pursed his lips and howled.

The Chongming bird flew over, caught Yin Jiao, and chased in the direction where Wuji fell.

Lin Ziyue fell from the sky on her back and saw the scene just now clearly. She stared at the direction where Mowgli fell, and shouted in a miserable voice: "Brother-"

The flying evil arrived to ward off evil spirits, opened his bloody mouth, bit the corner of her clothes, shook his head, threw her on his back, and turned to chase after Chongming Bird.

Heavy birds and flying to ward off evil spirits one after the other, flying at full speed. The speed of flying to ward off evil spirits is obviously not as good as that of Chongming Bird, and it is pulled farther and farther away.

Like a stone, Wuji smashed into the dense woods, breaking countless branches, and finally landed on a tree, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood, unconscious.

Yin Jiao rushed to the front and jumped off the back of the heavy bird.

When Lin Ziyue saw it, she was anxious, and without thinking, she pulled away the Jiu Haoluo in her hand.

"Crunch-" Jiu Hao let out a tooth-sore sound, and was pulled to three-quarters full.

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Lin Ziyue's mouth. She bit her lip stubbornly, stared at Yin Jiao's back, and released the bowstring.

With a string sound and a sigh, Lin Ziyue spurted out a mouthful of blood, and weakly lay on the back of the flying evil spirit, his eyes were dark, and he fainted. Jiu Haoluo slipped out of her hand. Seeing the evil spirit, he hurriedly turned around, swooped down, bit Jiu Haoluo, carried Lin Ziyue, and flew towards the peach forest.

Yin Jiao, who had just jumped off the back of the Chongming Bird, suddenly felt that his vest was cold, as if he had been shot by a sharp arrow, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of shock, his legs were weak, his body was crooked, and he almost hit the tree.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed the branch, turned around and looked, didn't see Lin Ziyue's shadow, and hurriedly took a strong breath, went to Wuji's side, lifted Wuji with one hand, and raised it high with the other-

(To be continued......)