Finally rushed out of the cave, the snowy sunlight almost shook Qi Lang's eyes, it turned out that it had come to the morning of the next day.

Qi Lang turned around sharply and pulled out all the three remaining arrows in the quiver. The opponent was already very close, and Qi Lang had to let them taste some hardship, otherwise it would be even more difficult to escape in this jungle area.

The four Badges jumped out with a shout, their bodies blackened with smoke and burnt. With nowhere to dodge in the narrow cavern, they all suffered some minor injuries from Qi Lang's Holy Blood Bow. But at this moment, these hard-working guys finally have a chance to see the light of day again, and they can't wait to show up.

But Qi Lang won't give them a chance to gain a foothold, so the last three arrows are shot!

Whoa!

It was the three arrows that Qi Lang shot with all his might, flying faster than lightning, and the three red rays of light had already burned the banana leaves next to him to black.

Screams rang out.

The two Badges were nailed together, and they were going to go to hell without abandoning, and beside them, the porcupine's head was shot through the eye, and the whole head was already burned, and the monkey-headed Baggi, who was a little older, saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly turned and ran back, but unexpectedly collided with several backward brothers, and fell inside, and did not dare to show his face for a long time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qi Lang dragged Ou Wu down the hill, and the two of them rolled down like two round stones—this was also part of Qi Lang's plan, he knew that Baji had long legs and big steps, and the low bushes could hardly bother their movement, and at the same time, they had a keen sense of smell, even if the lush trees could play a certain concealing role, the smell of blood on Ou Wu's body would still leave clues.

The only escape route was the creek below the hillside.

The creek was formed by the underground water of the cave, and in addition to the fact that the rushing water would likely send them both to some unknown tributary of the Selva River, the water washed away the smell of Owu, making it difficult for Debagi to continue tracking with his sense of smell. Of course, this method is also a bit risky, especially since Ao Wu is seriously injured, and if he falls a few times and is immersed in the stream, he may end up with tuberculosis - in that case, he may not be so angry when he scolds again.

Qi Lang's plan succeeded. The two of them fell into the water smoothly, were washed by the stream, and drifted downstream. This is a good way to save time and effort, and the few tracking Bugies were quickly thrown away.

Qi Lang's water quality is not good, and he was hit by a raised boulder a few times in the rapids, making him dizzy, and accidentally drank several sips of water. At this critical moment, Qi Lang suddenly realized that a big hand grabbed his arm and was pulling it to the side. Qi Lang was shocked, and took out a punch with his left hand to defend himself, and pulled out the Xiang Jin short sword from his waist with a swipe in his right hand.

"Bastard!" a foul swear sounded in his ears. This scolding was really too familiar, and Qi Lang retracted the short sword at the first time.

The stout mermaid princess had already come to her senses, and she didn't know how he broke free from the rope, and she was now holding her stomach and glaring angrily at Qi Lang. He was already stabbed in the stomach, and he had just been punched by Qi Lang, no wonder he was so angry.

Qi Lang was really annoyed, he was busy for so long a day, exhausted all his strength, experienced the risk of nine deaths, and in the end, he only exchanged such a curse, he should really be sold to the circus by those bages!

But no matter what, Owu didn't die, and Qi Lang had a better chance of successfully completing the task. "Hmm...... You're awake...... It's great. When Qi Lang expressed his kindness to Ouwu, he accidentally poured another stomach of water.

Thankfully, O'U didn't look like a jerk, more swear didn't follow, and his excellent water skills didn't seem to be affected even though he was seriously injured. He grabbed Qi Lang by the collar and threw him to the shore at once, and he jerked over in the stream and got out with a thud.

The blood on Owu's body had been washed away by the stream, but more blood was bubbling out. He had been stabbed with about seven or eight swords in the chest and abdomen, and although he had rough skin and thick flesh, those injuries still made him a little unbearable. Owu shook twice, and finally landed on the grass, and judging by the tremors of his muscles, he may have been engaged in a hard-fought battle with his injuries.

Qi Lang stood by the stream and spat a few mouthfuls of water, carefully examined the surrounding situation, and then walked to Aowu's side, and asked with some sorrow, "Can you still hold on, Sergeant Owu......?"

But Owu didn't have time to pay attention to him at this time, and he gritted his teeth and yelled as he struggled on the ground, "Bastard! bastard!!" as if a few scolding voices would lessen his injuries. But this time, Qi Lang didn't mind, because he heard it, and it should be Gu Yi who was scolding them.

"Now is not the time to lose your temper, Sergeant Owu, can you still go?" Qi Lang took Owu's arm and insisted on his question. Of course, at this time, Qi Lang didn't want to hear a negative answer, and if he continued to flee with this stupid bear on his back, Qi Lang wasn't sure how long he could hold out.

At this moment, a haughty and cold voice came: "It's really a pity, but you can't go anymore." ”

It's Gouie, he's already catching up!

Qi Lang was really careless, and the panic caused by falling into the water made him forget to stay alert, and he didn't expect to be negligent for a minute or two, and then gave the successor of the Otto Empire a chance to get closer.

Cirio followed behind Gouy, his arms folded around his chest, silently standing there. That tiger face looked really majestic, and the aura emanating from his body also made the air around him full of oppression!

Owu glared at his round eyes, like a rabid bulldog, and was about to pounce on him, biting down on the necks of Guy and the tiger-headed Baggi. Owu's reaction was quite normal, the sword wounds he was covered in were due to Baigui, and he had a bitter hatred for Baji. It's a pity that his saw didn't know where he had lost it, and the injuries were so severe that he couldn't stand up straight.

Gu Yi untied the sword of honor behind him, stuck it at Cirio's feet, and in turn pulled out his long sword from his waist, and slowly walked over to Qi Lang: "You haven't forgotten, we have agreed on a duel? ”

Qi Lang had seen the glittering blue sword, he had fought two moves with Gu Yi in Senta City, and Gu Yi had used that sword to hold his throat at that time. But the current situation is different, Qi Lang has been promoted to become a high-level warrior, and he has equaled his opponent in terms of level, and Qi Lang will not have any fear at all in this battle.

However, behind Gu Yi, there is a powerful tiger head Baji waiting. Sirio may give the two of them a chance to face off fairly, and if Qi Lang can get past the level of Gu Yi as he wishes, Sirio may still be an insurmountable mountain for him. But at the moment, Qi Lang had no way to retreat, so he could only draw out his Xiang Jin short sword, striving to find a chance to get out in a desperate fight.

"Proud Gouie, there's something I've always wanted to tell you. Qi Lang pointed the short sword in his hand at the ground diagonally, his chest straightened, and said in a calm and firm tone, "Even if I trample you under my feet, I will not feel a trace of glory - my glory will come from your kingdom, that's all! I promise you, I will bring down your Otto Empire, and I will make my name a nightmare for you scoundrels!"

Gu Yi's face turned a little white with anger, and although he still had a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth, at this moment, he was also a little secretly frightened - Qi Lang's performance in the cave was quite amazing. Gu Yi never dreamed that most of the Baji of a small detachment would die under the hands of this eastern face, he thought that Baji had accidentally exposed his whereabouts, and was followed by a certain master of the Mingyu Kingdom, and he was secretly killing, but he didn't expect that everything was the masterpiece of Qi Lang alone.

Gu Yi was now beginning to doubt Qi Lang's abilities. In his impression, Qi Lang was just a middle-level warrior, an ordinary warrior with average combat ability. But when one after another Baji's corpses appeared in front of him, and when one strange escape after another became a reality, Gouy's confidence began to waver unconsciously. He began to believe that Qi Lang must not be the middle-level warrior he met at that time, maybe he had been promoted to the martial artist level, and he was a super soldier who was more talented than him.

Despite this, Gouy's pride did not allow him to admit the strength of his opponent, and he knew his strengths—the Eastern swordsmanship he had learned from Frost, combined with the strength inherent in Westerners, had made him the best fighter of his class. In addition to this, he also possesses a level 7 Celestial Seal Sword, which is superior to his opponent in terms of length, which means that he will be more likely to inflict damage on his opponent with equal opportunities.

"You just told a nice joke. Guy tore off his cloak and threw it in the stream casually, a haughty sneer back on his round face, "I hope your swordsmanship is up to a tenth of what you brag about, so that this contest between us won't end too soon, and I won't get too bored because of it." ”

"You'll see. Qi Lang moved his arm, "I hope you have already said goodbye to your mother before you set out, because I am worried that you will not have the opportunity to hold her shoulder again." ”