Now that the mountains and rivers are truly exhausted, there is no other way but to escape. However, unlike before, this time, the four of them did not run away together as before, but scattered in four directions.

This was agreed upon by the crowd beforehand.

If you really can't escape in the end, then separate and everyone chooses a direction. In this way, you can greatly get rid of Yang Ji's tracking, and whoever can escape depends on everyone's luck.

A bundle of chopsticks tied together can be as hard as iron, and when they are scattered, no one can resist Yang Ji.

But now there is no choice, and if they don't, all four of them will surely die.

Woohoo!

Infinite finger-sized lead balls roared out from Wei Shen Zong's body. At this moment, the Guardian God Sect almost exhausted all the god-killing needles on his body.

The lead balls containing god-killing needles were densely packed, blocking almost all of Yang Ji's tracking paths. This was almost the best way the Guardian God Sect could think of.

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless lead balls exploded in mid-air, and unlike before, they didn't explode at the same time. Instead, they exploded one by one in order, so that Yang Ji could be delayed to the greatest extent.

"Donkey skills are poor!"

Yang Ji snorted coldly. As soon as the sky darkened, a big blue and black hand that covered the sky and the sun, exuding an ancient aura, suddenly fell from the sky, and grabbed all the lead balls distributed in mid-air with the poisonous needles that exploded.

"Zizi!"

The five thick fingers of the blue and black hand were crushed, and all the lead balls in the palm of the palm, along with the vicious god-killing needles in it, were all crushed into powder.

In front of Yang Ji's hand of death, nothing could hurt him, and nothing could poison him.

A few months were useless, with the breakthrough of Yang Ji's strength. The Hand of Death has also undergone a dramatic change, most notably a layer of cyan light shining outside.

This is the reason why the hand of death is blue-black. It's just that the curtain is attached to the surface of the palm, so it doesn't look obvious.

Sou!

Yang Ji made a move, and the blue-black giant palm quickly shrank, and then turned into the size of a palm. Collected in the back of Yang Ji's head.

"Weishen Sect, Wuzhai Master, this is the third time! Escape now, run away to the death!"

Yang Ji raised his head and looked at the four people who had fled in the wilderness and said in a deep voice.

The cold voice made the four of them tremble and flee faster.

Yang Ji didn't chase after him, just looked at it coldly. Deep in the mountains, when facing a pursuit, the best way for the side with the largest number of people to escape is to flee in all directions. Use the advantage of numbers to get rid of each other.

This is the easiest and most effective.

But how could Yang Ji not guard against them, three captures and three indulgences are fun, but if the other party escapes, then it will really be fun.

This cat-and-mouse game has also turned into a stupid one.

How could Yang Ji tolerate such a thing. It's okay if the four of them don't disperse and escape, but if they disperse and escape, they will just die faster.

"Ahh

Sure enough, a terrible voice came, and there was a plop. A figure fell.

"Be careful, poisonous bees!"

A voice of fear resounded through the mountains and forests. At the edge of the mountain forest, a giant bee suddenly shot out, flying towards the four of them like cannonballs.

The mutant poisonous bees raised in these demon suppression arrays were as strong as black iron and infinitely powerful, each of which was almost equivalent to a flying sword.

With the situation of the four of them now at the end of the crossbow, where can they resist.

Not to mention the end of the crossbow. Even if they are at their peak, it is impossible for the three village masters, five village masters, six village masters and others to resist the giant bees that are equivalent to the martial arts sixfold martial arts general-level powerhouses.

Burst!

A hundred zhang away, a huge blood hole appeared on the chest of the three village masters. He fell straight down with his eyes wide open.

Then came the Lord of the Six Villages, and the three-headed poisonous bees pierced his chest fiercely.

The Black Wind Village Lord, who was known for his archery skills in the green forest, struggled a few times. He fell into the dust.

Only the master of Wuzhai was "lucky" and only had one arm cut off. But the next moment, a long sword suddenly came, and a sword pierced through the back of the heart of the five village masters, and came out of the front heart.

The movement of the Mercedes Benz suddenly stopped, and the Wuzhai lord opened his eyes wide, his throat gurgled, he couldn't move, and his eyes were full of fear.

He had already anticipated his fate. But when death really came, he suddenly realized that he had the same fear as everyone else.

"It's really cheap for you to die like this. However, I am finally a person who has been trained in literature and Taoism, and I can't do that kind of painful and tormented thing......"

Yang Ji's voice came from his ears, unusually calm:

"This sword was returned to you for those scholars who died in the martial hall a few years ago!"

With a soft voice, the long sword swept by, and the master of Wuzhai found that his body was getting higher and higher, and the scenery of heaven and earth in his eyes kept spinning.

"It turns out that I am already dead......"

The last thought passed through his mind, and the eyes of the master of Wuzhai darkened, and he didn't know anything.

"Bang!"

Yang Ji stretched out his foot and kicked, and the body of the five village masters fell to the ground. As soon as the three masters of the Black Wind Thieves died, only Weishenzong was left now.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Yang Ji's eyelids moved, and he felt that something was wrong. Originally, he thought that Wei Shenzong was already at the end of his crossbow, but somehow he got rid of the poisonous bee that he arranged to intercept and escaped, and the speed was faster than before.

"It's kind of interesting, but I still retain a little bit of strength. ”

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he immediately understood. When Wei Shenzong and the three village masters were together, they actually retained a few points, and they did not use all their strength.

Obviously, the Wei Shen Sect kept this bit of strength to escape for his own life.

This guy is real and cunning, and even his own people are deceived. The opponent Yang Ji has encountered, this is still the first one!

"I'd like to see where you can escape!"

Yang Ji's body moved, turned into a ray of light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, swept over the grass, and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Yang Ji chased very quickly, and the body method of 10,000 people slashing was borrowed everywhere in the forest, and the speed continued to be superimposed, getting faster and faster. However, the speed of the Guardian God Sect is not slow.

After all, he is the top master of the Sevenfold Martial Sect. is also a high-ranking disciple of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor, and it is not so easy to catch up with him lightly. And without the drag of the three village masters, the speed of the Weishen Sect is faster.

However, no matter how fast Wei Shenzong is, it can't be faster than Yang Ji.

"Boom!"

I don't know when, Yang Ji suddenly heard a roar in his ears. Hearing this roar, Yang Ji's face suddenly changed:

"Not good!"

Yang Ji sped up. Chase after it. However, it was too late, and only a thud was heard, as if some heavy object had fallen heavily into the water from a great height, and the echo could be heard far away.

Along the undulating surface, passing through patches of woods and grass, Yang Ji stopped on the edge of a cliff. At the foot of the cliff, deep at the bottom of the cliff, thousands of white "jade pythons" are mighty. Galloping roared, surging towards the east.

"White Dragon River!"

Yang Ji looked at his feet, his face pale. Thousands of calculations actually missed this Bailong River.

The Bailong River is more than 50 zhang wide, the river is extremely deep, and the west is high and the east is low, and the water flow is turbulent. Yang Ji actually knew about this river, and when he was attacked with a rock by the master of the military family on the official road before, Yang Ji encountered this river on the way to chase and kill.

Yang Ji didn't expect it either. chased all the way, and actually chased to the vicinity of this Bailong River. Don't think about it now. The Guardian God Sect must have jumped into this river.

The banks of the Bailong River are towering, and they are a hundred feet high. Yang Ji's boat was useless underground, because deep in the riverbed were rocks.

And because of the storage of the river, the Weishen Sect jumped into it and immediately disappeared, and the giant bee could not track it.

Yang Ji couldn't even tell if he was going up or down now.

"Xiao Ji. Can you tell where he's going?"

Yang Ji lowered his head and said to Xiao Ji in his sleeve.

A small snake head poked out from under his sleeve, looking at Yang Ji, Xiao Ji shook his head. The breath on Wei Shenzong's body has been washed away by the river, even if it is Xiao Ji. It can't be traced either.

"Humph!"

Yang Ji snorted coldly. Just let Wei Shenzong run away like this, it's too cheap for him.

"Giant bee swarm, let me out. Staring at the river, and the nearby mountains, I want to know all the movements. ”

Yang Ji had a big sleeve and released all the giant bees. A large swarm of giant bees roared out with a buzzing sound and instantly scattered in all directions.

The White Dragon River is very wide, which provides a natural cover for the Guardian God Sect. However, everything has traces of spiders and worms, as long as Wei Shenzong pokes his head down from the bottom of the river, Yang Ji believes that the giant bees will definitely detect it.

Yang Ji had already mobilized the queen bee to let each giant bee guard a section of the river. As soon as there is news, report it immediately. This allows for maximum monitoring of the river.

"I don't believe it, you don't come out!"

Yang Ji said in his heart.

Even if it is a martial sect-level powerhouse, it is impossible for him not to breathe underwater for a long time. If this is the case, the warriors in the underworld will not need any air worms.

Yang Ji knew that the Wei Shen Sect would definitely show his head.

"Whoosh!"

After releasing the swarm, Yang Ji pondered for a moment and jumped off the cliff without hesitation. Jumping from such a high place is still a big risk.

However, Yang Ji was not ready to commit suicide.

Sonorous!

As soon as the sword light froze, a flying sword burst out of Yang Ji's sleeve, and one handle after another was inserted into the cliff at Yang Ji's feet. Yang Ji stepped on the ladder composed of flying swords and easily fell from the top of the cliff.

The water under the cliff is so turbulent that there is no place to stay.

Yang Ji pondered for a moment, and with a whoosh, the human sword was united, and he plunged into the White Dragon River. The turbid river was extremely turbid, and the slapping on the body was like a sword chiseling, which was far more turbulent than Yang Ji imagined.

"It's so dark, there's no way to spy on him in the river!"

Yang Ji frowned, and his heart fluctuated one after another.

Yang Ji has never tried to perform martial arts at the bottom of the river, although Langya County is on the seashore, but Yang Ji, a clan disciple, pays attention to etiquette in everything, where will he go to swim in the water.

Now it feels strange to perform martial arts at the bottom of the river. And it is far less than being able to exert it on land, but with his strong body and strong blood, Yang Ji still forcibly broke through the water waves.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Jiren's sword was one, riding the wind to break through the air, like a giant Jiao in the Bailong River. Whoosh! With a flash of light, Yang Ji quickly pulled out eighteen flying swords.

Eighteen flying swords intertwined and changed in the river, cutting through layers of water waves. (To be continued......)