Although it was 10 o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was cloudy, the wind was blowing, and the trees on both sides of the road began to swing back and forth. Several hares were inexplicably frightened, and flew out of the mountain forest, and when they reached the middle of the road, they looked left and right, and they did not know whether to advance or retreat, and the sound of horses' hooves in the distance wrapped in Luan bells rang sharply, which instantly stimulated them, and they jumped forward a few steps one by one, and got into the barren grass on the opposite side of the road, and were no longer seen.

After a while, I saw dozens of war horses, galloping, the leader of the people, wearing a hat, wearing a tie coat, arrived here, quickly tightened the reins in his hand, the war horse, a roar, raised its front hooves on the spot, trampled back and forth for a week, before stopping. He looked around, turned around and asked in a deep voice: "The thieves of the Heaven and Earth Society were chased by us in a panic, they should have fled into the mountains and forests from here, do you know where this place is?"

After that, a horse came out of the team, and the person on the horse was also dressed in a tie robe, and said to him: "Back to Lord Yinwei, this place is already floating in the mountains, and then go inside, it is a jungle grass, a valley slope, it is very difficult to walk, and the sky is gloomy, I am afraid that the heavy rain is coming, according to the subordinates, it is better to go back for the time being, wait a few days, and find out the traces of the thief before it is too late!"

After hearing this, the silver guard said coldly on the horse: "You say that it is difficult to do the mountain road, is it better for the anti-thieves to enter? We have already killed them to the ground, and this is the best time to exterminate them in one fell swoop.

The subordinate wanted to say more, but was stopped by Lord Yinwei waving his hand, and then said: "The mountains and forests are intertwined, potholes, and it is inconvenient to chase and kill on horseback, so we will dismount and leave two guards to guard the horses, and the rest of the people will walk into the forest with me to pursue and suppress the bandits!"

With that, he turned over and dismounted, and all the people dismounted, each with his sword, and the fish penetrated into the jungle.

Entering the forest, the vision suddenly darkened a lot, everyone divided into a number of groups, moved their footsteps, held their breath, and looked around vigilantly as they walked, occasionally startled birds, instantly rushed out of the treetops, they also stopped immediately, confirmed that there was no danger, and then continued to search in the forest.

After walking for a long time, there was no trace of the Heaven and Earth Society, at this time, the sky thunder was faint, the heavy rain was coming, the light in the woods was even darker, and if you were not careful, you would be stumbled by rotten wood and tree roots, and the team was slowly loosened, and individuals were also slack and careless. When everyone was tired of searching, suddenly there was a slight "chirping" sound from the depths of the forest, and someone heard it, and hurriedly called out to the guards near him, and everyone listened carefully with vigor, but there was no other movement in their ears except for thunder and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

The crowd thought it was suspicious, but they didn't care, and continued to search in the woods. Suddenly, in the gloomy dark sky around them, the sound of "chirping" was as noisy as the tide of the sea, and the strange sound was mixed with a terrible scream.

The group of people in the garments, all of whom had experienced a hundred battles, had already realized that danger was coming, and hurriedly gathered from a loose state to the center, and while they were on high alert and looking around, the voice disappeared again after half an hour. Not far from them, on the ground covered with rotting leaves, two bloodied men in silk were huddled, moaning in death. Several dragon guards hurriedly went over to bandage their wounds, only to find that in the grass next to them, there was still a man in a silk coat, covered with wounds turned out, dripping with blood, and his head was gone.

Everyone didn't know what they were doing, and they were all in fear and panic, when suddenly, in the high part of the forest, a strange laughter came, "Haha, haha, hehe, hehe, you guys who don't know whether to live or die, you guys actually carried weapons and broke into the territory of your Netherworld Sect Master without permission, this sect master advises you to wait, quickly throw away your weapons, kneel on the ground and kowtow, if that's the case, this sect master may be able to make you suffer a little less when you die! Haha, hehe"

These people were originally frightened, but at this time they returned to calm down, and the silver guard who was the leader, holding an iron thistle terrestris in one hand, turned around in the air a few times, with a whining wind, and sneered: "This friend, although you have lived in the mountains and wilderness for a long time, your ears and eyes are closed, but walking the rivers and lakes, you should have heard of the Dragon Guard, right? Looking at today, we can let us lay down our weapons and bind us, but we haven't heard of it! You don't have to pretend to be a ghost, if you have the guts, show up quickly, and let you taste it, the Dragon Guard can be provoked at will!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the weird laughter started again: "Haha, hehe, the Dragon Guard is really powerful! It's a pity that this sect master has never understood it! Today, you might as well let my children try whether the meat you are waiting for is delicious or not, and then talk about it!" Haha......"

Before the laughter fell, everyone only felt that the shadows of the trees above their heads were moving, and the dragon guards looked up one after another, only to see that on the top of the treetops, thin black shadows jumped and climbed, scurrying around, unusually clever, and instantly decorated with branches. They didn't know what it was, and with the loud "cooing", the little things kicked off the branches, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and hissed their teeth, and one by one opened their hook-like claws about a few inches long, and flew down at the crowd.

When the people saw them coming quickly, they were horrified, and hurriedly used the weapons in their hands to fight with all their might. Those dragon guards are all first-class masters in the army, natural skills are profound, the weapons in the hands of the wheel, the little things instantly hurt a lot, however, that group of small things are not like humans, they don't know how to be afraid at all, but the more they kill, the more they kill, the lower they are still around the dragon guards, jumping and grabbing and biting, and I don't know how much they are running from above, climbing on the branches, hanging on the treetops, "twittering and cooing" Screaming, waiting for the opportunity to swarm down in groups, countless sharp claws flashing in the shadows of the trees, grabbing the dragon guard, not long after, many people were injured in the dragon guard.

Lord Yinwei held an iron thistle in his hand, dancing like the wind, and those little things that struggled to pounce on it hit the iron thistle, and immediately their limbs burst into the impact, and the flesh and blood were scattered and splashed away. Dozens of small things around him, jumping up and down, but they couldn't get close, and they were all so anxious that they were "twittering" and manic.

Lord Yinwei was in the melee, seeing that his subordinates around him had suffered many casualties, and the group of small things was increasing unabated, he was anxious in his heart, and with a roar, he gathered the remaining dragon guards around him, and in front of him he personally waved the iron thistle terrestris to open the way, and the left and right dragon guards waved long and short weapons as flanks, and rushed to kill in one direction.

The thistle used by the Silver Guard is an exclusive weapon for the Dragon Guard, and it holds chains about a foot long, one of which has a bracelet in the palm of the hand, and the other end is attached to a heavy iron lump full of spikes. This kind of weapon, most suitable for horse warfare, wielded, the strength is swift, the tiger is vigorous, within a few zhang, it is difficult to get close, now the silver guard is under the step, wielding it looks a little clumsy, and the strength is much weaker, but those little things are fighting against it with flesh and blood, and suddenly the long chain fluttering, the wind whistling iron thistle, smashed the stump sideways, black blood splashed, and a pungent stench filled the entire jungle.

Seeing that the dragon guards were about to break through a gap and escape, they were secretly rejoicing, and with a strange long laugh, a swift black shadow flashed above their heads, and in an instant it was already hanging on the branches in front of them, rising and falling, blocking their way.

I saw that the man's body was thin and withered, with a slanted shoulder strap and a beast skin on his back, a round belly, protruding outward, a bare head on his thin neck and still shaking, and a tuft of green hair in the middle of his head also fluttered back and forth. At this time, he was stepping on the trunk of a tree with one foot, and the clogs hanging from the other foot, dangling from below, swaying back and forth, and a pair of small blood-red eyes, looking at the silver guard, grinning wildly.

Yinwei was furious, and without further ado, the sleeves of his robe trembled, and the iron thistle terrestris hung with a blast of wind, and went straight to the Netherworld Sect Master. I could only hear "Ha ......", the laughter was not over, and in the flash of thought, the branches of the empty tree were still trembling slightly, and the master of the Netherworld Sect was gone.

Before Yinwei could withdraw his weapon, he felt a gust of wind on his back, and he didn't have time to think about it, with the strength of the thistle, he quickly threw himself forward and rolled over, and when his body was not stable, the thistle had already flown out diagonally behind him. I could only hear the shout of "Good means!", and the figure of the Netherworld Sect Master had already soared into the air, spun in half a circle, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Yin Wei saw that his body was strange, and his thoughts were fleeting, and he was not from the Central Plains Martial Arts, so he was doubly careful, not daring to stand in one place and wait, constantly moving left and right, and the iron thistle in his hand was whirring and turning, waiting for a sudden blow. After a while, he didn't see the Netherworld Sect Master coming, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a terrible scream, he turned around eagerly, only to see that on the ground around him, several seriously injured and fallen to the ground, the dragon guards had been surrounded by countless small things, scrambling to tear human flesh to eat, and the painful and miserable scream followed, tearing hearts and lungs, and reverberating the universe. When Yin Wei saw it, he suddenly felt a cold air hitting his chest, and he was terrified, and his mind was in turmoil for a while, and he couldn't care about the Netherworld Sect Master and his subordinates, so he turned around and ran away to the black grass and trees next to him.

He didn't know how long he had been running, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't care that it was already a thunderstorm, only in the water, rolling and crawling in the mud, running for his life without stopping, and the sound of heavy wheezing was up and down in the mountains, constantly extending.

Yinwei ran for a long time, up and down his body like a mud man, from the sound of "chirp" and screams, farther and farther away, gradually inaudible, his heart was slightly calmer, however, he did not dare to pause a little, when he was running, suddenly his feet slipped, he could not stop, only curled up his body into a ball, holding his head, along the ridge, wrapped in muddy water, rolling down. Rolling straight to the bottom of the mountain, his body like a ball of mud slammed into a boulder and passed out.

After half a pillar of incense, the body was barely in the muddy water of the grass nest, slowly stretching out, he propped himself up, opened his eyes and looked around, only to see a turbulent water, choppy river appear in front of his eyes. He staggered to the river, drank a few sips of water, washed the mud on his face, got up anew, and was about to go downstream of the river, who knows, the "hee-hee-ha-ha" weird laughter behind him started again, Yinwei couldn't help but tremble, turned back sharply, only to see the treetops on the slope swaying, a ghost-like figure, flickering, hanging on the branches, shaking his head, looking at him with pity.

Yin Wei gritted his teeth, raised his finger and said: "Netherworld Sect Master, you and I have no grudges in the past, and I have no hatred in the past, but today I have been defeated so far, why do you have to work so hard to force each other!"

The Netherworld Sect Master, looking at him, laughed strangely again: "You're right, this sect master can let you go, but you still need to leave all the meat on your body and give my children a taste!"

After hearing this, Yinwei knew that there was no room for anything, and wanted to fight with him, the weapon in his hand had already been thrown away, and he was covered in injuries, so he couldn't fight at all, and if he escaped along the river, he couldn't escape the other party's fleeting transfer technique, he glanced at the Netherworld Sect Master angrily, and then turned around and ran a few steps, flying straight into the river.