"What's going on over there?"

On a mountainside path not far away, Luo Xiao put his hand on his forehead, looked at the warning flag fire that rose to the sky, and faintly heard the explosion of Yuan Li. It seems that this so-called search and arrest team also has a grudge against each other...... Shaking his head, he continued on his way.

Just a few steps away, I saw a hundred feet ahead, like a grasshopper suddenly jumping out of the grass, more than a dozen figures soared up, heading straight for the flag.

Luo Xiao paused and blinked his eyes a few times: "It's actually Nangong Mengxiong of the Martial Arts Cultivation Hall! There are also two White Tiger Warriors and more than a dozen sixth- and seventh-order warriors, a big battle...... Fortunately, it was led away by what happened over there, otherwise it would have been bumpered, and once exposed, it would be troublesome to get rid of after all. ”

Luo Xiao thought for a while, flashed into the dense forest, for the sake of safety, or advanced to the cave to replenish the Qing Qi, so that at least two hours of true yuan can be used, once the enemy encounters, whether it is to break the siege or escape, it is more certain.

It only takes two hours for the true element to leak, while it takes two days to replenish it.

Just when Luo Xiao was stealing the cave and making up for the blue, countless search and arrest teams that saw the flag fire warning were like wolves smelling fresh meat, rushing from all directions. It's just that these "wolves" didn't think about it in detail, if there really was fresh meat, why didn't others eat it themselves? Even if they couldn't eat it, they wouldn't have selflessly summoned so many evil wolves that they couldn't even eat the meat scraps.

Pang Yuanfeng is also one of this group of greedy wolves, he is only two mountains away from the flag fire guidance, in order to speed up, he threw off the three Tianjiao warriors of his team, jumped directly to the top of the treetops, and looked from a distance, like a star pill throwing a leap, flying away.

Pang Yuanfeng was convinced that with the power of his ninth-order early stage of the green dragon, as long as he bumped into that kid, he would definitely be able to take him down as soon as possible, and with his own strength and identity, he would definitely be able to keep the results of this battle.

As long as you get your hands on it, you can at least raise your cultivation to a high level, and there will definitely be rewards from the monarch, so it is not impossible to push your cultivation to perfection...... The tenth order can be expected!

Pang Yuanfeng's cloudy eyes that didn't see anything at this age revealed a scorching light, as long as he reached the tenth order, no, even if it was a ninth order high rank, his identity would change dramatically, at least he could be transferred to the main hall, and it was even possible to take over the position of the chief hall supervisor Zheng Nangong Mengxiong, who had been promoted to the tenth order......

"The disciples I have taught can only be cleaned up by me!Luo Xiao, you are destined to fall into the palm of my hand!"

Pang Yuanfeng shouted and roared wildly in his heart, and the whole person flew higher and higher under the push of this momentum, and finally took advantage of the elasticity of the branches to jump continuously and jump halfway up the mountain in one breath.

The moment his feet landed, Pang Yuanfeng suddenly calmed down, not because he had done enough, but because of a sense of crisis like pinprick coming from all directions.

After being a warrior for decades, Pang Yuanfeng has experienced countless crises, and he is not panicked at the moment, while recovering the previous attrition, he gasped slightly and said in a deep voice: "Friends in the forest come out to take a picture, is there any misunderstanding." ”

There was a sudden rustling sound in the forest, slight but dense, reminiscent of the scene of a large group of snakes and insects coming out of their burrows.

Pang Yuanfeng changed color slightly, his right sleeve shook, and an eagle claw hook made of dark iron slipped from his right elbow and held it in the palm of his hand.

The mist in the forest was thick, and a man in a dark cloth could be faintly seen walking slowly, and only the thin eyes and the sharp edge of the blade in his hand could be seen in the forest mist.

"Eighth Order High Stage!" Pang Yuanfeng's pupils shrank, an eighth order is not terrifying, but if it is all hidden in the forest...... Impossible, where are there so many eighth-order people in this world, this is not a cabbage.

Pang Yuanfeng took a deep breath and coughed lowly: "In Xiayishui Xiuwutang, Pang Yuanfeng, the superintendent of the martial arts hall, asked himself if he had never had a grudge with anyone, and he didn't know which way his friend was ......."

The Xuanyi man interrupted him and spit out only four words: "Verify the correct body." ”

These four words seem to be a signal, and they seem to be a stone, a stone smashed into the honeycomb, because the next moment, Pang Yuanfeng felt like a hornet's nest.

Arrows, Iron Pellets, Throwing Knives, Throwing Axes, Money Darts, Flying Locust Stones...... Even heavy throwing weapons such as throwing guns flew out of the forest in an instant, and the white mangs shone brightly, shooting intensively, almost turning Pang Yuanfeng into a hedgehog.

Pang Yuanfeng, who had been on guard for a long time, shouted angrily, and the white mangs around his body bloomed, and a thin layer of milky white light appeared on the surface of his body.

The chaotic blades were scattered, stirring up a white light like rain, and the Yuan Force shield was like rippling water, although it was constantly weakened, it was never broken. It is also the Yuan Force Shield, and what the ninth-order warrior condenses is different.

Zheng!

The cold light is tempered, and it is particularly dazzling in the dim forest.

This is a long knife, the handle of the knife is held in the hands of the Xuanyi people, a knife flies, the knife is like a blazing sword, and the shield collides violently, stirring up a large white light spot, splashing in all directions.

The Yuanli shield was shocked by this blow, and the hit part was deeply dented. At this moment, two points of starlight flew from the left and right directions at the same time.

Boom - boom!

The first two sounds were the sound of two points of starlight, and the last sound was the movement of the Yuanli shield shattering.

"Three Eighth Order!"

Pang Yuanfeng was furious, and he couldn't figure out when he had provoked such an enemy when he wanted to blow up his head.

With a wave of the eagle's claws, he grabbed the long knife, twisted and sent, and unloaded the force, deflected the long knife, and collided with two other weapons, a sword and a gun. In the burst of light and flame, Pang Yuanfeng once again condensed the Yuan Force shield, shook down another hidden weapon from all directions, and even rebounded into the dense forest, the light in the forest was bright and extinguished, and there was a faint muffled cry of pain.

The samurai's cultivation has reached the ninth order, and the Yuan Force backlash has been extremely slight, and it will be destroyed with it, as long as the Yuan Force is sufficient, it can be held up with the shield open without interruption, which is enough to exhaust the opponent to death.

"The unbeatable Qinglong Samurai", this sentence is not said casually.

The first three orders of the samurai stage, every time you advance, it will bring a significant increase in strength, Xuanwu plus defense, Suzaku acceleration, and white tiger plus strength, which will bring great gains in actual combat. But when it comes to the ninth order, it is different from the previous three orders, the ninth order adds physique, and the Yuanli envelopes to protect the viscera, which is more resistant to beating. In other words, being promoted to the ninth rank is a stronger ability to save lives, not a stronger combat strength.

The gap between the ninth and eighth orders is far less than the gap between the eighth and seventh orders, if "one white tiger can fight five vermilion birds", then a green dragon can probably only deal with two white tigers. And Pang Yuanfeng is only the first stage of the Qinglong, but his opponent has three white tigers, or two high stages and one middle stage, and a group of sixth- and seventh-order warriors. Unless he could reach the tenth order of his dream, he would only be able to ......

Escape!

Pang Yuanfeng came to seek a reward, but he didn't want to fight such a headless ambush that was obviously aimed at him. Even if he exerts his level at a higher level, what's the use of killing all these ambushers? It will only make him lose his strength and lose the power to compete for this feast.

"Get out!"

Pang Yuanfeng's tongue exploded thunder, his big sleeves swung at the Xuanyi man and the spear warrior, and the eagle claw crossed the long sword that came from the assassination, and with a flip of his wrist, he threw the sword warrior out. At the same time, his sleeves were torn apart by knives and guns.

Pang Yuanfeng ignored it, and once again shook three arrows and one axe with the Yuan Force shield, and even more stubbornly endured the heavy blows of the two White Tiger Samurai swords and guns. When the shield was broken again, Pang Yuanfeng had already taken the opportunity to break through the iron triangle and throw himself straight into the dense forest.

In an instant, the branches and leaves in the dense forest flew wildly, the trees broke and clicked, and there were screams.

The three of them were about to fit and pounce, but they were in a hurry by the big flying people who kept throwing them out of the forest.

One two three four...... A full seven ambushers, after being heavily damaged, were thrown out, blocking the three White Tiger Warriors. And this short and fierce battle also consumed nearly half of Pang Yuanfeng's Yuan power, and finally cleared the obstacles.

Walk!

Pang Yuanfeng's figure flashed rapidly, although he had never practiced the shadow of the wind, but he was good at "stepping on the stars", and three or five vertical jumps were more than ten zhang.

Whew, two more figures rose in front of him.

Pang Yuanfeng did not stop, grabbed one person's Tianling cover with one claw, and then punched the other person's chest to collapse, falling several feet upside down.

Both of them were shining with the light of the Yuanli shield, and they were obviously samurai, but they couldn't withstand the casual blow of the Qinglong samurai.

However, just as Pang Yuanfeng split his hands and killed the enemy with one move, a little cold light shot out, hitting his empty chest.

At the critical moment, Pang Yuanfeng condensed a Yuan Force shield between the lightning and stone fire, but was shattered by this cold light.

"Spirit weapon!" Pang Yuanfeng let out a pitch-changing scream.

This is a short sword with a dazzling cold light, one blow breaks through the shield, and then pierces the stone skin, and enters the body for three points, before it is caught by the tough muscles.

"Eighth Order Consummation!" Pang Yuanfeng screamed again.

The person who sneaked up in front of him was thin and withered, and his appearance was not amazing, but his strength was amazing, and he was holding a spiritual weapon, and he actually stabbed Pang Yuanfeng with one blow.

At this moment, three sharp sensations behind him approached rapidly, making Pang Yuanfeng feel like a man's back, if he didn't get out as soon as possible, he wouldn't be able to die here today!

Pang Yuanfeng's eyes were sharp, not retreating, but advancing, grabbing the blade of the spirit weapon short sword with one hand, rushing a few steps, and at the same time, the iron eagle claw also grabbed the opponent's arm from the bottom up, if the opponent did not abandon the sword and retreat, the arm would be broken.

However, Pang Yuanfeng never expected that the opponent really did not abandon the sword, but stabbed it with all his strength, piercing the heart membrane.

Poof! The severed arm flew up, and blood burst out.

Pang Yuanfeng staggered back, and as soon as he condensed the Yuan Force shield on his body, he was shattered and splashed by the swords and spears of the three White Tiger Warriors who were chasing after him, and the White Tiger Warrior with a broken arm in front of him crashed into Pang Yuanfeng's arms.

The next moment, Pang Yuanfeng and his opponent fell out separately, throwing an arc of blood and falling into the grass.

"!"

Pang Yuanfeng let out a terrible howl, and the Yuan Force shook wildly, shaking the three White Tiger Warriors into the air, covering their chests and throwing them into the dense forest, dripping blood all the way, and running wildly.