In a forest, Lu Li stepped on a small tree, the breeze blew, he also swayed with the branches, and behind his hand, a drop of blood dripped from the corner of his clothes, which was stained when he killed Han Jun.

At this time, Lu Li's face was pale, and his eyes looked forty zhang below him, where there was a simple hut, because it was getting dark, there was a faint light flickering in the hut, and through the window, a figure could be seen shaking in the hut.

"Hey, I hope you've forgotten about me. ”

Lu Li took out a handkerchief from the storage bag, gently felt the soft texture, and sighed softly at the figure in the hut.

The entire Zhengyang Gate, this is Lu Li's most memorable place, closed his eyes slightly, and he recalled the bits and pieces of the past few days in the hut.

The cool breeze gently blew the corners of his clothes, and his hair was slightly messy, so he stood quietly, and the night gradually became cold.

"Poof!"

After a dozen breaths, Lu Li took one last souvenir look, carefully put away the handkerchief, sacrificed the magic weapon, and disappeared into the night sky even if he jumped.

In the night, only the branches of the tree swayed slightly.

"No, we have to hurry!"

In the air, Lu Li was like a whirlwind, and from time to time there were clouds and smoke passing by him, and he was driving a high-grade magic weapon, and the speed was extremely fast.

Despite this, he was still vaguely uneasy in his heart, and then his right hand flashed, and a spirit rune appeared on it, Lu Li's eyes flashed, and he thought in his heart:

"The speed of high-level magic weapons is already very fast, isn't it a bit of a waste to use high-level flying talismans?"

In his hand was a high-level spirit rune, and Lu Li was hesitant to use it, after all, one was worth a lot.

Lu Li made another move and took out another spirit rune.

"Why don't you use a mid-level flying charm?"

Lu Li stared at the other talisman.

"That's it, as long as you can escape, what's the pity of using a high-level spirit rune!"

After a few breaths, Lu Li figured it out, put away the middle-level spirit talisman, put his fingers together, and gently turned in front of him, only to see that the high-level flying talisman flew in front of him.

"Hurry!"

Lu Li muttered silently, pointed his finger at the long sword, and saw that the spirit rune was attached to the sword, and with the addition of the spirit rune, the long sword seemed to become lighter, and the speed was fifty percent faster.

"Okay, at this speed, I'm afraid that the masters of Qi Cultivation Nine Can't catch up with me, the effect of high-level spirit runes can last for seven or eight hours, and after dawn, I'm afraid I'm already thousands of miles away!"

The sudden acceleration made Lu Li's figure tremble slightly, but he quickly controlled it, looking at the distant mountains under him, he finally had a sense of security in his heart.

But at this time, there was still a cloud of sadness in his heart.

"I forgot, I have to be careful with the tracking technique, if I can't block the breath on my body, what's the use of escaping thousands of miles away?"

No one in Zhengyangmen knows the tracking methods of the law enforcement team, as long as you have a trace of your breath, even if you escape farther, it is useless.

"I remember that there seems to be a masking talisman among the second-level spirit runes left by the old man. ”

Lu Li frowned, and immediately rummaged in the storage bag, and after a while, an extremely exquisite spirit rune appeared in his hand.

The spirit rune is snow-white and crystal clear, and it seems to be made of crystal, but the texture is like fine silk, which is quite strange.

"Hehe, with it, even a foundation building master can't track him. ”

Lu Li chuckled, and when he was about to use it, he stopped again.

"A second-level spirit rune is worth more than a hundred spirit stones, after leaving the sect, my cultivation will definitely become extremely difficult, it seems a pity to use it here now, maybe the elders in the foundation building period don't know me at all, just use a first-level high-level masking talisman, no one in the Qi cultivation realm will definitely be able to track my breath, second-level spirit rune, it's too wasteful......"

After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Li weighed it repeatedly in his heart, and finally accepted the white spirit rune in his hand, and took out a pale yellow one again, although this spirit rune was not in a hurry, looking at the outlined ink marks flashing with a faint halo in the dark night, it was also very extraordinary.

In the end, Lu Li was still reluctant to use the second-level spirit rune.

......

Inside Zhengyangmen, outside a house, dozens of people gathered together.

"Brother Li, I heard that Han Ji's younger brother was killed, what's going on?"

A true disciple with a handsome face and a graceful temperament shook a jade fan and said softly to the person beside him, but the smile in his eyes couldn't hide it.

"I just came, I don't know, but I heard that it was discovered by an outer disciple who came to clean up the debris, Han Jike cherished his brother very much, I don't know who did it, it's really a lot of courage. ”

The disciple smiled directly, gloating.

"The two of you are still a little more restrained, this is a little wrong, after all, there are dead people, and it is not appropriate to laugh. ”

The two were chatting happily when suddenly a cold voice sounded, making their bodies tremble slightly.

It's just that after seeing the appearance of the person, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the person, "Xiao Song, don't do this, it will scare people to death." ”

Although the person called Komatsu spoke in a cold tone, the happy look on his face was clearly visible, and it seemed that Han Jun was killed, and it seemed that they were all happy to see it.

People outside the house pointed and talked with relish inside.

"Shhhh

I don't know when, someone suddenly reminded that at this time, in the air, a figure quickly slipped down, and everyone suddenly changed their faces, and one by one their faces were sad and angry, as if they were their own brothers who died.

"Senior Brother Han, the festival mourns and changes. ”

"Senior Brother Han......"

......

Before Han Ji was left behind, everyone comforted him.

"Get out of here!"

Han Ji landed and saw so many people crowded at the door roaring loudly, this sound was like a boulder falling into the water, and the "ripples" set off made the people close to him be shocked and flew out.

The powerful cultivation of the ten levels of Qi cultivation was vividly displayed at this moment.

Because of this terrible strength, everyone did not dare to speak, and they all retreated, making way for him.

"Click~"

Click~

......

Han Ji walked into the room and looked at Han Jun, who was already stiff, his face was gloomy and terrifying, as if he was about to ooze water, and his fingers clicked, hinting at the anger in his heart.

"Huh?"

He suddenly saw a person lying not far away, and walked over slowly.

"Wake me up!"

When he walked beside the man, he suddenly stomped his feet hard, and his anger surged, and the whole house shook, but the ground did not collapse at all, but there was a gust of wind, all the utensils in the house were blown crooked, the wind passed through the house, and the people outside were forced to take two steps back, and the strange thing was that Han Jun's body was motionless, it seemed that Han Ji did it on purpose.

The woman's body was blown into the air, smashing a table and rolling twice, several large scarlet claws appearing on her snow-white skin.

"Hmm......"

"Ah......h

The woman was in pain, woke up faintly, and screamed in fright when she saw Han Ji with a hideous face.

"Say, what's going on?"

Han Ji's face was gloomy, his breathing was slightly rough, and huge breaths continued to pour out of his body, his eyes were like a bottomless black abyss, and it was not difficult to see his anger at this time.

"Yes...... It's ......"

The woman remembered what had happened before, her words stammered, and she was so frightened that she couldn't say anything for a while, and the pain from the wound on her body stimulated her nerves even more, and the more timid she was, the more she couldn't speak.

"Say!"

"Smack!"

Han Ji roared, slapped the woman in the face, causing it to fly up in an instant, crashed into the wall and fell outside the house, and then rolled on the ground seven or eight times, appearing directly in front of the feet of those people watching the excitement outside the door.

The sudden scene shocked the hearts of these disciples who were talking, and they all quieted down, looking at the half-dead woman and being timid, he was afraid that he was the only one who dared to beat the true disciple so wantonly.

"Smack......

"Smack......

......

The woman had just landed, and in the hole, a tall figure walked out slowly, the sound of crackling footsteps was like the winter wind in the cold season, although it was June weather, the people who didn't hear about it actually felt creepy, and there were many of them who practiced Qi Nine Levels of Cultivation, but they still couldn't stop Han Ji's momentum.

The breeze blew Han Ji's long robe, making the gorgeous satin make a leather-like collision sound, and at this time, the woman was no longer as delicate as before, and her long hair was already drenched with blood.