Chapter Eighty-Seven: Desperate Pursuit

When the strong man saw Liu Zhiyuan come out with a silver gun in his hand, he was so frightened that he was scared.

Hurriedly rolled up from the ground, ran away, and didn't care to wipe away the nosebleed, and let it be thrown everywhere.

The crowd also fled out of the cave in a swarm.

Outside this stone cave leading to the bottom of the cliff is a sheep's intestine path, twisting and rugged, surrounded by bushes, unkempt grass without knees, daily walking is quite difficult.

What's more, there are people chasing after him, which one is not flustered.

"Oops, Mom" screamed, "crackling" sounded, everyone squeezed forward and back, deep and shallow to escape, I really hated my parents for giving birth to two legs.

Liu Zhiyuan is willing to give up and has been chasing after him.

After crossing the sheep intestine path, I saw a waterfall rushing down between the mountain peaks, flowing to a stream, and the gurgling stream, like a silver ribbon, floated quietly under the bright moon.

Originally, there were big stones that protruded from the water surface every other step away for people to walk, but at this time, everyone squeezed up together, and the water stones were slippery, and all of them fell into the water.

Everyone didn't care that their clothes were soaked, and they had to wade across the stream.

After crossing the stream, there was a small forest, and when they got out of the forest, everyone's hearts settled down, and they let out a long breath.

Looking at each other, they all looked like chickens in soup, their faces were embarrassed, and they all took off their coats silently, shook the building, shook the water, and put them on again.

"Big brother, ...... now?!" Li Er asked the strong man without knowing the current affairs.

The strong man glared at him fiercely, "Damn, you still need to ask, go back ——!"

Li Er was bored, and said in his heart, what are you angry at me, you don't have the ability to govern others, you can only be in the nest! Hmph——!

All the people were disgraced and went away.

But as soon as he walked a few steps, he heard a broken shout behind him, "Where to escape——!

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they looked back in horror, but they saw Liu Zhiyuan holding a silver gun, roaring and chasing after him.

Liu Zhiyuan has made up his mind today, and he must not let them go easily, in this case, they will come back again and again to entangle endlessly, and they must be given a great taste, so that they can remember it for a long time!

Thinking of this, the silver spear in his hand swept towards everyone like thunder.

Everyone only felt that a strong wind was blowing behind them, and they wanted to hide but couldn't dodge, the wind hit their backs, some screamed miserably, and knelt on the ground, and some of the back of their heads were swept by the strong wind, and there was a stinging pain, and they hurriedly hugged their heads and ran away.

The strong man only felt that half of his face had been swept away, snorted, threw himself on the ground, gnawed a mouthful of soil, and couldn't get up for a long time.

At this moment, his lips were colored and his face was bloody, but he didn't realize it, he just turned red and glanced at everyone, extremely embarrassed.

got up on the ground silently, flew to the side of a person, picked up the machete that the person had dropped on the ground, pointed at Liu Zhiyuan and scolded sharply, "You...... You...... Don't deceive people too much, I'll fight to the death with you today......

"Good boy, if you have a kind, come on, grandpa, I'm afraid you're a bird......" Liu Zhiyuan spoke, instigating the silver spear to fight, stabbing, piercing, pounced, and dialing, and the movements were like swimming dragons.

I saw the cold stars dotted, the bright light was bright, and the silver spear was flying up and down like pear blossoms, like floating snow.

The strong man's machete is also dancing like flying.

Facing the strong man's menacing machete, Liu Zhiyuan did not retreat but advanced, roared, the silver spear in his hand shook, drew an arc, and obliquely blocked the knife light that the strong man slashed over.

He took a step forward with the Silver Soul Snatcher.

Sure enough, the strong man who was already covered with blood roared wildly in the sky, not caring that the empty door in his chest was wide open, and the horizontal knife in his hand stood up.

No matter that Liu Zhiyuan's spear came like a mountain, he actually made a fierce knife with his own determination, straight to the opponent's chest, trying to die with the enemy.

Liu Zhi saw it, and hurriedly rose into the air, swinging the lotus leaf in the wind, and pulling the knife away.

The strong man used all his strength on the knife, and at this time, the knife was shocked by the silver spear and almost came out of his hand.

He grabbed it tightly, not wanting to be caused by inertia, the two forces intersected, and with a bang, the strong man was shocked and flew out.

Liu Zhiyuan won the victory, feeling that the enemy looked tall and strong, but it turned out to be useless, and he was not beaten, and his spirit was immediately boosted.

Without waiting for the other party to breathe, he rushed forward with all his strength, picked up the silver spear and came suddenly, the pain made the strong man's eyes black, straight to Venus, salty in his mouth, and shouted "Grandpa spares his life......!"

At this time, Liu Zhiyuan was also red-eyed, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart together, and the long-suppressed emotions suddenly broke out, and the silver gun was once again held high.

The strong man who fell to the ground looked at Liu Zhiyuan and picked up the silver gun and smashed it at him.

In an instant, there was a chill in his heart, only to feel that he was like a desperate and extremely irritable beast, the rage that tore flesh and blood was barely tied up by the last shred of reason, and he could roar out at any time and devour everything.

Seeing that his life was on the line, he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sword roar of Qingyue, and a purple light flew in the distance, like a purple dragon soaring above the nine heavens, the sword light was like a rainbow, the wind was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi was fierce and compelling.

Liu Zhiyuan suddenly heard the wind behind his head, with the sound of the sword breaking through the air, knowing that there was another strong enemy, he hurriedly lowered his head, went out obliquely, and turned around to take a look, the person who came was wearing a mask and wearing black.

The man slashed his sword into the air, his body shook, and he flew over, raising his sword to stab him in distraction.

When Liu Zhiyuan saw it, he was terrified, who is this? Kung Fu is so good, I am afraid that he is not an opponent!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly collected the robbery, bowed down, and said: "This senior, I have no grudges with you in the past life, and I have no enmity in this life, if there is anything offended, I hope that the seniors will make it clear——!."

Silent for a while, Liu Zhiyuan took a breath softly, and slowly exhaled it, although his face could remain as calm as water, but he couldn't in his heart.

But the person who came didn't say anything, and his body leaped and waved the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at him like an arrow.

Liu Zhiyuan saw his sword stabbing at him, and hurriedly dodged away, but in the end he was a step too late, and only heard the sound of "Blah".

Liu Zhiyuan only felt a chill on his right shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was unexpectedly discolored, and the clothes on his shoulders had been picked off by the tip of the sword, and if there was a single bit, it would hurt the flesh and skin.

Hurriedly raised his gun to resist, and pulled away his sword, only to feel that his arms were shocked and numb.

When the man saw that he was able to dodge his fierce sword, he was stunned, "Boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are good at kung fu!"

Liu Zhiyuan's heart trembled when he heard this, why is this person's voice so familiar? How does he know how my kung fu is?!

Liu Zhiyuan was puzzled, and was stunned for a moment, the sword in the man's hand had already swept along his scalp, and he was shocked into a cold sweat at the moment......