Xie Lu Xie everyone cares, last night Lao Di continued to take drugs, and today he finally got a lot better, not so dizzy.

These murderous traces of battle everywhere, could they be left by Yan Duwu intentionally?

Can she do something so meaningful?

Does she have such a mind?

I don't even know the answer.

The only thing that comforted him was that there was no trace of Lu'er's coming, which meant that only Yan Duwu was hunted down, and Lu'er was still safe for the time being.

After thinking about it, I put my heart down, and the opposite side is like this, and the entrance and landing points are divided into ninety-nine, and there is no need to talk about how low the probability is.

The people who considered the Mingxin Sect did not know that Lu Daoyan Solo Dance and Xingtian Sect were in the same group, and the probability of this was even lower. As a result, with such a low probability, Yan Duwu could still meet a strong enemy......

Tan Weiran estimates that whether she caused it herself or not, first of all, she must have had bad luck.

"Well, it is said that there are only ninety-nine of the Shenzhao powerhouses who have entered the cave mansion. Tan Weiran's thoughts were fast, and he couldn't help but smile: "Because it is unprofitable, but risky, in the past, these ninety-nine divine photos were rarely all quoted." ”

If you think about it carefully, just like this, she can be touched by Yan Duwu, and it can only be said that her luck is extraordinarily bad.

After carefully checking the side again, he found that there were no missing clues, Tan Weiran twisted the crack swept away by the sword qi, felt a glitch-like feeling on his fingers, and nodded secretly: "There are still some remnants of the sword qi, it seems to be the sword spirit." ”

Some are sword spirits, some are fist spirits, and there are still traces of no strength left. Based on the experience of talking about the future, generally speaking, the true intent of the trick will not be left for long. However, it takes two or three days for the spirit to slowly dissipate on its own.

According to this speculation, the traces of the battle left by Yan Duwu and the enemy here are obviously what happened in the past three days.

"It is estimated that it was two days ago!" Tan Weiran's eyes flashed, and he took out the map and looked at it for a while: "This place is Seventy-Seven, I looked at it just now." There are four portals that connect four roads. Four roads, not too many too complicated, too late to check. ”

In any case, Yan Duwu was hunted down all the way, and from any way, he would definitely leave more or less traces.

Now, the only hope is to find these traces.

Where there is a way to come, there is a way to go.

Find your way. If you can find the route of Yan Duwu's escape, there is hope!

Tan Weiran passed through the four portals one after another, without going too deep, only searching and crossing three portals in a row, that is, three building complexes, and found scattered traces.

On the wall of a portal, there was a sword mark that went deep into the crack of the wall. The sword marks were obviously made in a hurry, so. Even though the time was short, there was very little residual energy on it.

Follow the route all the way on. There are more and more bits and pieces of battle traces.

It's here, that's right, that's where Yan Duwu went.

Tan Weiran returned to Gui Seventy-Seven, first leaving a message for Lu'er, and then tracking him down. While secretly worried, he complained again: "Can't she learn to be smarter? If she is a senior sister or a fourth senior brother, it is estimated that she will be more beautiful." ”

Well, in fact, Yan Duwu is a smart young man. If you can cultivate to the middle stage of the Spirit Tour at a young age, it can't be by instinct.

Clever. This girl has it, but she is focusing on martial arts and talking about the competition. It's not necessarily mindless, it's just that it doesn't give people the feeling that they don't like to use their brains very much.

If it were Tang Xinyun and Zhou Dapeng, they would definitely escape while trying to hide as much as possible to leave enough clues. Or simply stall and wait for him to arrive.

"Actually, what if it was me?"

Sudden thoughts flashed, Tan Weiran smiled dumbly, if he was Yan Duwu, he would probably rely on the only advantage of his body to take the enemy around in circles. Then, go back to the place where you made an appointment.

Quickly passing through one portal after another, it is like walking in a huge "labyrinth". If you don't have a complete map, it's not uncommon to go around and go back to where you came from for most of the day, and it's not uncommon to get lost.

When the thought flashed, Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint spiritual light flowing in his thoughts, which was related to the safety of Yan Duwu, but this spiritual light flashed away and failed to catch it.

What is it?

............

Wisps of fire lit up the shadows in the corners of the wall, like a Shadow Clan coming to life.

If Xu Ming, Pan Youmin and others who experienced the attack of the Shadow Clan, they would definitely have a heart-pounding association with these beating shadows, and they would have the taste of being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of the well rope.

However, the temporary team composed of a group of people such as Yan Xingkong was not so "lucky". If you hadn't met ShadowClan, you wouldn't have this strange association.

The burning bonfire not only warms the temperature, but also cooks steaming delicious food for everyone. Of course, it may not be so tasty, but it must be the most suitable spiritual food for monks.

Looking at the eyes of Huo Xiaojia and the others, Yan Xingkong felt like an adult who told myths and stories to children, so he had no choice but to continue telling stories. Everyone immediately cheered, and the stories told by Yan Xingkong were not only novel, but also always generously shared their experience and insights in walking the world.

Yan Xingkong smiled freely and said: "This time, I will tell you about Xiao Buzhoushan's martial arts, I have seen and heard it with my own eyes, and I guarantee the truth." ”

"That year, Xiao Buzhou Mountain performed martial arts ......"

“...... The fame of the wind blowing snow and others was spreading, and one night, a mysterious person suddenly appeared to display his sword...... Hey, hey, what kind of expression do you have, that was almost nine or ten years ago. ”

At first, everyone disagreed, and then after thinking about it, they couldn't help but admit it. According to the age requirements of the participants of the martial arts conference, there are really few people who can condense their spirit under the age of 30.

Yan Xingkong is talking about the first time that "Xu Weiran" defeated and even killed the strong man of Shenzhao at the martial arts conference. Everyone was in an uproar, everyone is the leader of the younger generation, so no one knows better than them how difficult it is, and almost all of them questioned: "No, it's impossible!"

When everyone is yelling and screaming. A cold young man's expression changed abruptly, and he grew up and shouted: "What person!"

Yan Xingkong and the others in this temporary team were almost a little late, and they immediately sensed an aura that was rushing in. Just when they were puzzled, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they noticed that several powerful auras appeared behind them, following closely behind.

"Be careful, everyone. It's a strong one, at least in the late stage of Lingyou. The crowd shouted one after another, each drawing his weapon or concentrating on his composure.

Yan Xingkong's knife holder was on the side, and at first glance, his lazy backhand was pressed on the handle of the knife, his eyes were condensed, staring at the few breaths that were coming in the blink of an eye!

A blue shadow dragged a faint shadow, flying as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the blue shadow shuttled. The miraculous skill changed direction and turned at extreme speed, almost brushing the wall next to Yan Xingkong and the others.

The blue shadow rushed through at great speed, only because the speed was too fast, and it actually brought out bursts of air roar.

A dull shout came out from the several people who were chasing after him: "Go!" and threw a man on the spot to catch up with him with great speed.

"It's her! Yan ...... Yan Solo Dance!" When the blue shadow flew by, Yan Xingkong captured its delicate and moving face, and was immediately surprised. In the blink of an eye, all the memories and energy in Xiaobuzhou Mountain were churning in his thoughts. Important: He remembered the time before entering the cave mansion, when he visited and talked about it. I saw Yan Solo Dance.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Xingkong drew his sword out of the sheath without hesitation!

The sword is like fire and water, and it is slashed out like a volcanic eruption, deducing the hot magma splash, bringing a dark hellish scene.

A sudden stab. caught the two people chasing after him off guard, and they were intercepted on the spot. Even if they chased wildly, they were still slow, and one of them turned to him with a gloomy gaze, raised his hand and let out an angry voice: "You are looking for death!"

Yan Xingkong horizontal knife parry. With a muffled snort, he was blown away, like a New Year's painting pasted on the wall, and a wisp of blood leached out of the corner of his mouth: "In the middle of Shenzhao, it's really powerful!"

It's not that Yan Xingkong doesn't want to chase, it's that he can't catch up at all.

"That person just now, why did he help me?" Yan Duwu had long forgotten who Yan Xingkong was, but he just looked a little kind. It's not that she has a bad memory, it's that she never remembers irrelevant people.

Disappearing in front of the portal, He Ren glared at Yan Xingkong furiously, and scolded in his heart. If he can scold the dead, Yan Xingkong is afraid that it will be redundant to be scolded to death by him eight times.

Seeing Yan dancing in front of him, new hatred and old hatred rushed to his heart together, from He Renmad and the thirteenth uncle and others, all hated it.

It's just a little bit there!

The speed of Yan Duwu's change of direction is too terrifying, and once Sa Huan runs wildly, it is beyond reach. Especially in the complex and changeable environment of Baili Cave Mansion, the advantage of body style can be said to have come to the most suitable environment to play.

It's like dry wood meets fire.

It is as strong as He Feilong and Lin Yuan, who have lived for hundreds of years, and they can't help but feel numb when they look at it. They may not have never seen the excellent body style of fast straight line and fast direction, but the body and environment are so seamlessly matched that it is really only seen in their lives.

With the cultivation of the middle stage of the Spirit Tour, he was able to leave behind the powerhouses in the middle and even late stages of Shenzhao in the past few days of chasing battles. That is obviously not only the reason for the outstanding body method, but also the environmental cooperation, which brings the body method to the peak.

The shocking speed shocked He Feilong and Lin Yuan, and also brought a kind of greed.

If you can get this kind of body, wouldn't it ......

Even if they were shocked, He Feilong and the other three did not give up at all, in addition to greed, they also had self-confidence. Even though this chase battle was performed for several days, they still firmly believed that Yan Duwu would never be able to keep racing at a high speed.

Cultivation is Yan Solo's biggest weakness.

Sooner or later, she will slow down.

Chase, chase, chase!

The wind blew in Yan Duwu's ears. When intense, when the speed is faster, it even makes a popping sound, like the strange sound of the wind beating on the ears.

He Feilong's judgment was right, chasing the battle for days, the pressure and exhaustion were like waves impacting Ling Yan's body and mind solo, almost pushing her to the brink of collapse again and again.

When Yan Duwu passed through one portal after another, dragging her exhausted body on the brink of the most danger, she finally arrived at a portal full of sunshine and hope!

When she rushed into the portal faster than the whirlwind, her vision changed, and what fell into her eyes was the ruins!

All the sunshine and hope burst like a bubble.

This place is the Seventy-Seven!(To be continued......)