Seeing Qin Aotian driving away, the other party was willing to let go easily, and soon used light skills to chase after him.

When the war horse galloped with Qin Aotian for dozens of miles, a mountain stream more than ten zhang deep in front blocked the way. Under the mountain stream, there is rushing water, under the shade of layers of trees, the depth can not see the bottom, and the distance between this side and the opposite bank is also nearly 100 meters, the war horse galloped here, stopped.

The voice of the pursuers behind him could already be faintly heard, Qin Aotian looked at the dead end, his brows tightened, and he thought to himself.

The war horse could not be quiet in the extremely difficult situation, and walked with impatient steps, making circles in place and neighing in bursts.

Looking back, in a few minutes, there were already a lot of pursuers behind him, Qin Aotian saw them, his brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes dimmed, he made up his mind, raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed the war horse ...... fiercely again.

The war horse immediately understood what his master meant, and his hooves flew into the air, roaring hoarsely with all his might, and running towards the other side.

And Qin Aotian used the horse's body, and when the war horse just flew up, he kicked the horse's body with both feet, flew back to the edge of the cliff, hugged the big tree, and hid under the cliff.

Because of his serious injury, Qin Aotian fought desperately for the rest of his life, and finally caught the hope of survival, but this was only the beginning.

He clung to the trunk of the tree and fell into a coma due to the extreme weakness of his body.

The people who caught up behind stood on the cliff, watching Qin Aotian's war horse fall, and they all let out a long breath, knowing that Qin Aotian had no life anymore.

No one would have thought that Qin Aotian was on the cliff at their feet, climbing the big tree and hiding.

At the same time, in the Juxian Hall on the top of the mountain, when the young man dressed in white heard the report of his subordinates, the corners of his lips showed a sneer of disdain, and the evil Danfeng raised his eyes, looked into the distance, played with the hair on his sideburns, licked his lips, and said jokingly: "Someone dares to run to the realm of my Yin-Yang Sect to spread wildness, this is a way in heaven that he doesn't go, and there is no door in hell for him to pass in!" It just so happens that this sect leader hasn't opened meat for a long time, so let's practice my hands! ”

The man in white showed a bloodthirsty smile, flew out in an instant, and came to the edge of the cliff.

At this time, after confirming the news that Qin Aotian was dead, the group was about to go down the mountain, but unexpectedly, a white shadow flashed in front of them, and before they could see what was happening, someone had already gone to the king of Hades to report.

The people of the Yin Yang Sect who followed the man in white chased after him all geared up to help, only to hear the man in white yell: "Stand back for me!" Today the Honkyo is going to play by himself! ”

Look, a man who seems to be light and breezy looks like a demon when he kills, he doesn't blink his eyes, and he still takes pleasure in killing!

The sect leader gave the order, and the others didn't dare to move, just stood on the sidelines and gave the sect a subjective battle.

In the crowd, the white clothes flew up and down, and his moves were unreasonable, often causing the other party to exclaim, and he died before he had time to dodge.

And the white clothes were also stained with a lot of blood, but that didn't affect the demon's smile at all.

Qin Aotian, who was hiding in a coma under the cliff, was awakened by the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and frowned and opened his eyes.

Trying to move, Qin Aotian gritted his teeth and climbed up through the trunk of the tree, but because he was seriously injured and his physical strength was exhausted, he climbed very slowly.