Wang Zhong quickly ran towards the deck with his sword, but unfortunately the merchant ship shook violently, bumping and bumping all the way, and when he finally stood on the deck, he only saw an old man with a rickety figure and was about to die.

The deck was already in shambles, and there were traces of a fight everywhere, especially behind the old man, where a large area of the ship's side had exploded.

Ghost Li's expression was gloomy, and his gray eyes burned with anger.

His left sleeve was shattered, and his entire left arm was completely dry and bone-hugged, and the blood on his left arm was flowing at this time, and countless small wounds were densely packed, and the white bones of Sen Sen could be clearly seen.

Ghost Li turned a blind eye to the injury on his left arm, and looked at the direction of Chu Zhao's escape, his expression extremely gloomy.

Wang Zhong looked at the ghost and felt the tyrannical aura emanating from the other party's body, and he was afraid, he didn't dare to act rashly at all, but his heart turned upside down.

What the hell just happened?

Where did Brother Chu go?

I don't know how long it has been, Ghost Li gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, the whole person's breath converged, glanced at Wang Zhong, and then disappeared on the deck like a ghost, his toes touched the river, and a few ups and downs disappeared into the night.

When the ghostly figure disappeared completely, Wang Zhong came back to his senses, and the whole person sat down weakly on the ground.

"Who is this person, it's so scary!"

After a few moments, Wang Zhong slowly stood up and walked back and forth on the deck, showing a worried expression.

"Could it be that Brother Chu was fighting with this person just now? Brother Chu won't have ......?"

Wang Zhong didn't dare to imagine it, and his expression was very painful.

After traveling for more than a year, he finally met a confidant, but now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, especially in the face of the enemy who is suspected of harming Chu Zhao, but he doesn't even have the courage to raise his sword, and hates his incompetence even more.

However, at this time, a few miles away from the merchant ship, Chu Zhao's pale face cast the Qingshan View Peerless "Cloud Ladder" and fled quickly.

On the deck just now, he was desperately trying to get a chance to escape.

If he really fought with Ghost Li, Chu Zhao was confident that he had the ability to seriously injure the other party, but in the end, he would definitely end up dying on the spot.

Ghost Li was the youngest disciple of Shi Tian, the sect leader of the Baizhang Cliff Demon Sect, and he was also the most proud disciple, with his strength, Chu Zhao was originally in a situation of death and lifelessness, but fortunately, the current Ghost Li was not the great master of the cultivation world back then.

Ghost Li's current level should be around the top grade in the Six Realms according to Chu Zhao's judgment, so that Chu Zhao would have a chance to escape from the hands of this big devil.

Chu Zhao used a killing move, and secretly made a ghost again, but this could not be delayed for too long, and now he had to run as far as he could.

Now the best thing to do now is to flee to a state or a county.

Back then, the imperial court also contributed a lot to deal with the Demon Sect, and the court's attitude towards the Demon Sect has always been that it would rather kill the devil than let it go, as long as it can get the help of the government, the ghost will never dare to come nonsense.

If the imperial court wants to rule the country with cultivators, it naturally has a means to deal with cultivators, even if it can't be defeated, as long as Ghost Li knows that he can't capture Chu Zhao in a short time, he will inevitably run away.

If the government is given enough time to react, even the Great Grandmaster of the Seven Realms will have to subdue the Fa.

Of course, there is another option, which is also the safest option, and that is to escape to Changchun Guan, the capital of Anzhou.

Changchun Temple is one of the ten views of Taoism, and the master of Changchun is the great master of the Seven Realms, if he can get his protection, he will naturally sit back and relax.

But it's a pity that these two kinds of shelter are out of reach for Chu Zhao, who is descending the mountain for the first time.

Changchun Guan doesn't say much, Chu Zhao is only new to Anzhou now, and he is far away from the state capital, so he can't escape at all, even if he goes to find the county government, but Chu Zhao is not familiar with the place, how can he know where the nearest county government is?

To put it bluntly, Chu Zhao is now completely isolated and helpless, and whether he can completely escape depends on his own ability.

Chu Zhao's current situation is in danger of his life, but at such a dangerous moment, he did not panic and still remained calm, which has a lot to do with the great changes he has encountered since he was a child and the cultivation of Master Qingshan Guan and his uncles.

He took the Lanjiang River as the direction and went up the Lanjiang River.

The Lanjiang River is a north-south transportation hub, and there will definitely be towns along the coast, and most importantly, the Lanjiang River has a water army, as long as it encounters a water army, then the threat of the ghost force to him will be reduced.

Not to mention that Chu Zhao encountered the biggest crisis since going down the mountain, at this time, Ghost Li, who was far behind Chu Zhao, was slowly chasing Chu Zhao according to the clues.

In those days, Ghost Li was notorious for his light skills and unguardable evil exercises, and he could definitely be ranked among the top three in the cultivation world at his peak.

Chu Zhao was trying his best to minimize the threat to him from Ghost Li, and Ghost Li also planned to catch up with Chu Zhao and capture him in the shortest possible time.

As Chu Zhao expected, the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for Ghost Li.

Ghost Li found Chu Zhao, firstly, because he was Chu Shengyang's apprentice, if it wasn't for Chu Shengyang's serious injury to Shi Tian, the Demon Sect would not have been destroyed at all, and finding Chu Zhao did have the idea of taking revenge on Chu Shengyang, but the most important thing was that he really wanted to get the inheritance treasure of the "Qingshan View" "Taixuan Sutra"!

Ghost Li cultivates the ghost way, so the whole person is not a ghost or a ghost, such as a wild ghost wandering in the world, thirty years ago in the battle of Baizhang Cliff, he was injured by Chu Shengyang's sword qi, leaving a hidden danger that threatens his life.

The ghost path originally belonged to yin, but the "Holy Yang Heart Sutra" created by Chu Shengyang was a supreme yang exercise, and it was inherently restrained.

Thirty years later, although his injuries were good, he was unable to return to the peak realm because of Chu Shengyang's Zhiyang Sword. However, continuous research has allowed him to find a way back to the top, and that is the Taixuan Sutra!

The Taixuan Sutra can regulate his body, and it can also make him a great master again, and even hope to touch the unreachable Eight Realms - Apocalypse.

So this shot is bound to win!

But he underestimated Chu Zhao and underestimated this little guy who only had the strength of the Five Realms in his eyes.

Chu Zhao's plot against him made his old illness recur, and in order to eliminate the hidden danger, he gave Chu Zhao a chance to escape from it.

However, everything is still under his control, although Chu Zhao plotted against him, Chu Zhao was also injured by him, and the injury was not light, as long as he caught up, Chu Zhao was in his bag!

Under the bright moonlight, the two chased and fled.

And on the top of the Sword Mountain of the Xishu Sword Pavilion thousands of miles away from them, Zhong Shenxiu, who was always cynical, was extremely embarrassed at the moment, he was covered in blood, his face was pale, and there was a deep scar on the left side of his face, his skin and flesh were rolled, and blood stained his face.

He sat on the top of Sword Mountain tiredly, looking at the tombstones and the swords of his ancestors scattered on the ground from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

He held a rusty long sword in his right hand, and grinned, "That's all there is to it, let's fight again!"