The night sinks like water.

Two horses galloped across the vast plain, one cyan and the other black, and on the cyan horse sat a young man in black, and on the black horse carried a golden spear.

Behind the two horses, there was a group of people, also riding horses.

The leader of the group was an old man in a gray robe, with obvious wrinkles on his face, and a pair of eyes like the eyes of a poisonous snake, cold and ruthless.

This gray-robed old man is not someone else, it is the great master Liang Shan of Yanzhou!

The man in black riding a cyan horse is not Wang Cheng, who else can there be?

The black clothes on Wang Cheng's body were torn, with a hole on the left and a hole on the right, stained with blood.

The blood was not left during the day, but from a short time ago.

After separating from Zhu Pengfei and others, before he walked out of ten miles, he bumped into a group of warriors led by Liang Shan.

Said it was a collision, or more precisely, he was tracked by this guy.

In fact, Liang Shan and the others have never given up the pursuit of him, since he and Zhu Pengfei and others went out of the city, he has been targeted by the soul chasing beast raised by Liang Shan.

Because it wasn't the first time he had been targeted by a soul chaser, he knew that feeling very well.

That's why he broke away from the army later!

He had to leave, and if he didn't, the whereabouts of the entire team would be in the hands of the enemy, and they would soon collide with Li Yuanqing's 30,000 horses.

At that time, he may not be the only one who died, but the entire team of nearly 2,000 people!

He didn't have a choice!

"Boy, you can't run away! If you stop quickly, the old man can spare your life! ”

Liang Shan's voice came from behind him, and it was the fifth time that Wang Cheng had heard similar words.

As on the previous four occasions, he still walked away without looking back, and surrendering was worse for him than killing him.

"Second uncle, don't talk nonsense with him, give that kid a few more arrows, and kill him!"

"Yes! Second Uncle Liang, that little miscellaneous piece is useless to talk nonsense with him! ”

It was Liu Zheng and Tuoba Liang who spoke, and they naturally chased after them.

Not only that, there are dozens of people around them, all of them have strong physiques and bulging temples, and they are clearly masters with good internal strength.

"Stubborn!"

Liang Shanya gritted, and then completely gave up the idea of persuading Wang Cheng to surrender, and ordered everyone to release arrows without leaving their hands behind.

The power of the arrows shot by dozens of first-class masters is naturally far from being comparable to that of ordinary horse archers, and after the feather arrows are shot, they are as fast as meteors, spanning dozens of meters in an instant.

Wang Cheng casually picked up the tiger-headed Zhan golden gun on the back of the black horse, quickly turned around, and shook out a spear flower casually.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The tiger head Zhan golden spear knocked more than a dozen feather arrows away, but the speed of his spear was still not faster than the speed of the feather arrows, and his upper body was frequently shot by arrows.

Wang Cheng let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and his body shook violently, as if he was about to be planted off the horse.

The nameless armor underneath his clothes blocked the feathered arrows, but it couldn't completely neutralize the powerful impact of the feathered arrows.

Seeing that Wang Cheng's body was unstable, Liu Zheng clapped his hands and shouted "good", and immediately ordered several subordinates to hurry up and make another move.

Several subordinates quickly drove their horses to jump out one step ahead of the others, and bent their bows to aim at Wang Cheng on horseback.

However, before they could let go of their bowstrings, two of them suddenly let out a loud cry and fell from their horses, and there was no movement after they landed.

"Flying sword! It's a flying sword! How did Lao Tzu forget this stubble! Liu Zheng was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

This is already the eighth and ninth subordinates who died under the opponent's flying sword, the previous few were because they didn't know that the other party had a flying sword in their hands, and the latter two died completely under his impulse.

"So, this kid can't be killed as casually as you think, he's still a cultivator, if we get too close, we may not be able to dodge his flying sword!" Liang Shan said in a deep voice.

The three of them originally brought twenty martial artists each, and the three families combined to a full sixty, but nearly half of them had been killed by Wang Cheng along the way.

Although there was a reason why Liang Shan wanted to persuade Wang Cheng to surrender but did not do his best, it was undeniable that Wang Cheng's flying sword made them unable to guard against it.

"What then? If we continue to chase like this, that little miscellaneous piece has not been killed, but our people have died first! Tuoba Liang said.

Liang Shan couldn't think of any good way for a while, he had used everything he could think of before, but that kid was really too difficult to kill.

A piece of high-grade armor almost made him invincible, and with his powerful mental cultivation, he could always avoid a fatal blow in a critical moment.

"No hurry! There is an old man's soul chasing beast following him in the sky, and he can't run away. ”

After snorting coldly, Liang Shan continued: "After running for so long, the horse under him can't last long." ”

In fact, as he said, after galloping non-stop for several hours, Qinglei's sweaty BMW couldn't bear it.

Wang Cheng reached out and stroked Qinglei, soothing it and slowing it down.

But Qinglei seems to know that once he slows down, his master will be worried about his life.

Instead of slowing down, it ran as hard as it could, constantly emitting a "whoosh" gasp from its mouth, like a bellows.

Wang Cheng looked distressed for a while, he was really not a qualified master, Qinglei didn't follow him for even half a month, and as a result, he fled three times, and they were all terrible kinds.

As if sensing his master's emotions, Qinglei snorted, indicating that he was okay.

"Good green thunder!"

Wang Cheng was also infected by Qinglei's unyielding belief and patted the horse's back.

Suddenly, he shook his head again and said, "It's a pity! There's nothing you want to eat here, or I'll give you a full meal. ”

Qing Lei snorted again, as if in response to him.

Wang Cheng sighed secretly, it was really a psychic BMW, but he didn't even have anything to eat for the horse now.

"Huh?"

He suddenly thought of something, took out a small milky white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and then poured out a pill.

The pill is about the size of a longan, dark brown, and exudes a faint smell of blood, which is the Baodan Qi and Blood Pill.

"You should be able to eat it, right?"

He looked at the Qi and Blood Pill in his hand, and thought to himself that Qing Lei's explosive power was no worse than that of ordinary Qi and Blood Realm warriors, and the Qi and Blood Pill that the warrior could digest, it should be able to withstand the medicinal power of the Qi and Blood Pill.

So, he stuffed the Qi and Blood Pill into Qing Lei's mouth and carefully observed its changes.

After a while, Qinglei suddenly became agitated, running wildly on all fours, running wildly.

Wang Cheng was thrown off the horse several times, and he quickly grabbed the reins to calm Qinglei's emotions.

"Good green thunder! What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Wang Cheng was in a hurry, it was okay for him to treat people, but he didn't know anything about treating horses!

Qinglei did not become calm because of Wang Cheng's appeasement, but became more and more irritable.

The four hooves were like ploughs, and the ground was trampled to the point where they passed.

But this scene fell in the eyes of Liang Shan and the others, but it was a different scene, they obviously felt that the horse under Wang Cheng had drunk some magic medicine, and the speed suddenly accelerated.

"Second Uncle Liang, what's going on? How did that horse suddenly become so fast? Liu Zhengdao.

"Leave it alone!"

Liang Shan didn't understand it, so he hurriedly asked his subordinates to release the arrows, and then let the horse run like this, if he could really take Wang Cheng out of a desperate situation.

So dozens of masters bent their bows and shot arrows again, and they shot continuously.

"Woohoo!"

There is no pattern, the feather arrows are shot out in such a haphazard manner, and the only thing that is the same is "fast"!

Wang Cheng sensed that dozens or hundreds of feather arrows were shot towards the back of the heart, and he didn't care about appeasing Qinglei at the moment, so he turned around and waved his gun to resist.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The spear continued to shoot at the feathered arrows that came at him, but as before, many of them still hit his chest armor.

He had done everything he could, but this time there were too many feathered arrows, and it was too messy, and several of them hit the horse's legs and buttocks.

Qinglei was in pain, completely crazy, and his speed increased by more than three times.

After Wang Cheng was hit by those feather arrows, his body was already unstable, and suddenly a huge force came from his crotch, throwing him out fiercely.

With no weight on his back, Qinglei was really a wild horse that had escaped, galloping away, jumping to a hundred meters away in an instant.

Wang Cheng quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, and finally landed smoothly to the ground.

He looked at the direction in which Qinglei was running and shouted, "Qinglei! ”

However, as if he hadn't heard, Qing Lei disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Haha! Good! ”

Liang Shan and the others saw that Wang Cheng had no mount, and their faces bent out of an arc.

"What are you waiting for? Kill him for Lao Tzu! ”

"Shoot the arrows! Hurry up and release the arrows! Don't let him run! ”

……

Everyone aimed at Wang Cheng again, bending their bows and shooting arrows.

This time, Wang Cheng didn't run away again, and without Qinglei, he couldn't run.

Seeing the dense feathered arrows coming, he did not dodge or dodge, and brandished a spear to meet it.

The next moment, the spear in his hand danced like a fan, airtight.

I could only hear the sound of "ding ding ding" and the impact of gold and iron, and many feather arrows were knocked away.

Wang Cheng rushed out from a burst of feather arrows, his figure flashed, and he was already more than ten meters away.

Two steps later, he was already thirty meters away, while Liang Shan and the others were less than thirty meters away from him.

After the third step fell, he was only about ten meters away from Liang Shan and the others, and he had also completed the accumulation.

"Bang!!"

The dirt under his feet exploded instantly, and he lifted his feet off the ground, grabbed the barrel of the gun tightly with both hands and stabbed out.

Under the combination of great force and extreme speed, a gust of wind immediately formed around the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun, and the entire Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun looked like it had been magnified several times at once.

At this moment, he and the spear became one!

At this moment, he used the flying rainbow to run through the sun again!

"Be careful! This is the best marksmanship! ”

Liang Shan saw the origin of this shot at a glance, and hurriedly reminded everyone: "Hide!" ”

Everyone doesn't want to think about it, they can fly to the sky, they can run to both sides.

It was too late, it was too fast, and the tiger-headed golden spear stabbed into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!!"

People flew, horses flipped over, and a queue of dozens of people was broken down at once.

Wang Cheng appeared dozens of meters away, and there were no more people standing behind him.

"What a trick of peerless marksmanship!"