A Mixed Dan Early Stage and a Mixed Dan Middle Stage Scattered Cultivator, teamed up against more than a dozen Baqi Mountain disciples, and the speed of killing was a few points faster than the four of them in the late stage of the Mixed Dan cultivators.

Duanmu Haoyang joined the battle circle, and in a four-on-two situation, if they were not careful, the four of them were very likely to be defeated.

"You two scattered cultivators are waiting for the revenge of Baqi Mountain......!

The old man surnamed Zhou had already made up his mind to retreat, beckoned the disciples of the sect, and volleyed away.

Han Dongli stabbed out a spell sword shadow and did not pursue.

Flying to the ground, standing in front of Duanmu Haoyang, smiling, bowing and saluting, "Hehe, thank you for your help!"

Duanmu Haoyang pursed his lips, and was a little dissatisfied with Han Dongli in his heart.

"Dongli Daoist friends are flirtatious, and one person dares to provoke more than a dozen sect disciples, which is admirable. ”。

Obviously sarcastic, Han Dongli's face was a little unnatural.

If Duanmu Haoyang didn't happen to come to the cluster, he would indeed face a life-and-death crisis.

Following behind the team of disciples of Baqi Mountain, the sneak attacks succeeded one after another, but they didn't want to be surrounded by the other party, and they almost died.

Knowing that his move was inappropriate, Han Dongli did not quibble.

Duanmu Haoyang no longer paid attention to Han Dongli, who looked ashamed, and stepped forward to put away the ring of the Baqi Mountain disciple he had killed, preparing to leave.

Han Dongli didn't immediately remove the ring from the dead cultivator's body, and he didn't speak until Duanmu Haoyang finished taking the ring and was about to get up.

"I was in a crisis before, and I had no choice but to ask for help from Taoist friends, and all these rings were given to Taoist friends as a thank you. ”

"No!"

Wanduan Mu Haoyang stepped forward, and after taking a few steps, he stopped again.

"Why are you targeting Yagi Mountain?"

In the process of fighting with the disciples of Baqi Mountain, the two sides had a dialogue, and it was not difficult for Duanmu Haoyang to judge that it was Han Dongli who took the initiative to provoke Baqi Mountain, so he asked this question.

“...... There is a vendetta ......"

Han Dongli replied in a low voice as he collected the ring.

"Oh......"

Duanmu Haoyang took another step and swept the ground.

Immediately, Han Dongli came after him, "Haoyang Daoyou, can you go together?"

"Forget it, I have a grudge with Xuanlou, if I go along, I'm afraid it will cause you trouble!"

The speed of his feet increased, and the figure was far away.

Han Dongli opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, Duanmu Haoyang had already left a long distance.

Looking at the back that disappeared into the mountains and forests, Han Dongli flew in another direction.

He always had a feeling that Duanmu Haoyang's strength was by no means simple, and he was not comfortable fighting with the disciples of Baqi Mountain just now.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, when he encountered such a situation, he would definitely try his best to escape from the battle circle.

Reintegrating into the mountains and forests, Duanmu Haoyang still moved forward according to the curve, and all spirit beasts that did not take the initiative to provoke were let go.

Collecting herbs and various materials, he continued to approach the Stonehenge Cave area.

He had a guess in his heart, since there were Baqi Mountain disciples in the cluster, did it mean that it was possible to meet the disciples of Cangwu Mountain.

With the expectation of meeting Wu Yao and other Cangwu Mountain disciples, he hurried several more roads in a row, but unfortunately he never met a cultivator again.

Enter the Sumeru Abyss, stay on alert for a long time, and when you are tired, you can only find a place to rest temporarily.

He had not eaten for many days, and in order to relieve his fatigue, he set up a bonfire next to a river.

Take out a fish-shaped spirit beast that was originally included in the ring in the abyssal pool, peel and remove the bones, select a few parts of the flesh and tenderness, place them around the flame and bake, and after a while, sprinkle some seasonings.

The fragrance wafted out, causing Duanmu Haoyang to constantly open and close his nostrils.

After the divine sense probed four or five hundred meters, and after confirming that there was no danger, the divine sense remained about a hundred meters nearby, poured a bowl of wine, picked up the barbecue, and began to enjoy it.

When halfway through eating, he had the feeling of being watched, or locked into position.

Keeping the scope of the divine sense of exploration, no anomalies were found, and using the peripheral vision of the eyes, looking around, there was nothing wrong.

But he was still not at ease, pretending to be casual on the surface, secretly mobilizing spiritual power and soul power to guard against a crisis that might break out at any time.

As the minutes passed, this feeling became more and more obvious.

There were no sounds in the vicinity, no consciousness was found, and no special traces were found.

Eating meat and drinking at the same time, the detection range of the divine sense was reduced to about fifty meters.

The feeling of being stared at became even stronger, and the scope of the exploration shrank again, thirty meters.

The hair on his whole body had a sudden feeling, and Duanmu Haoyang, who had a calm expression, suspected that someone was going to attack him.

Swallow the last piece of meat in your mouth and drink the last sip of wine in your bowl.

Raising his head and roaring, his body moved sideways, he turned his hand and held the Nine Phantom Soul Sword, and his divine sense instantly covered an area with a radius of one hundred meters.

Sure enough, there are people!

At the moment when he held the sword, on the rock where he was sitting before, a blade of light flashed, and then a short figure appeared, wearing silver sect standard clothes, with two pieces of armor on his arms

"Late stage of mixed dan!"

The aura and power fluctuations emanating from the other party made it very easy to determine the cultivation of the coming person.

Duanmu Haoyang stood in the air with his sword in his hand, standing at a distance of about ten meters from the late stage of the mixed pill, and did not make an immediate move.

"A casual cultivator in the early stage of the mixed pill can dodge the blow of my Shadow Demon Sect Gongliang, and it has never happened...... Give you a chance to exchange spirit stones for your life!"

The male lamb spoke in a lofty tone, allowing Duanmu Haoyang to hand over the spirit stone, as if giving alms.

Duanmu Haoyang didn't bother to respond to him, if he hadn't noticed it, the blow just now would have taken his life.

Think of a cultivator thirty meters away, suddenly erupting, extremely fast sneak attack, if you don't have a little preparation, how can you survive!

When he heard that someone was from the Shadow Sect, he immediately remembered all the information about the sect.

The Shadow Demon Sect, a third-level sect force, the disciples are good at sneak attacks and assassinations, and they like to wear silver and black clothing, and many of the disciples have a habit of offering bounties for assassination.

As long as someone is willing to pay a high pay, they can kill anyone, even if they are of the same clan.

"Isn't the Shadow Gate Male Ram amazing?

Knowing the origin of the other party's identity, Duanmu Haoyang already had a plan in his heart.

"If you don't value life, it's no wonder you're going to blame me!"

The figure of the male sheep flickered, close to Mu Haoyang, and the soft thin sword instantly straightened up, piercing the throat.

"What a speed!"

Secretly exclaimed in his heart, his body method was activated, his feet stepped on the Qingyun Transformation Boots, and his body retreated.

"Hey, how can you, a Mixed Pill Early Stage Cultivator, have such speed!"

The male lamb stood still again, and after looking Duanmu Haoyang up and down in surprise, he locked his divine sense onto the Qingyun Transformation Boots on his feet.

"Haha, that's good! It's better than my Qingyun Boots, it's about to belong to me!"

The attack came again, and the speed of the opponent was preliminarily determined, and Duanmu Haoyang didn't want to dodge again.

Urging spiritual power, swinging the sword to block, the moment the two weapons touched, the soft sword bent and stabbed at his left shoulder.

He immediately felt bad, his left shoulder sank, his right wrist turned, and his arm went up.

The armor on his shoulder was cut by the tip of the sword, avoiding a blow that the ram must have hit.

With a sense of happiness in his heart, the male sheep stabbed out with a dagger in his left hand, that is, to his chest.

Duanmu Haoyang basically didn't have the opportunity to think about it, his left palm was pushed up obliquely, patting the left hand of the male ram, and at the same time leaning back, and the whole body was at the apex of the waist, forming a ninety degree shape.

Immediately, his left foot retreated behind him, his right arm swept, and the blade of the Nine Phantom Soul Sword moved forward, dragging it one by one, cutting towards the abdomen of the male lamb.

If this blow is hit, the contents of the ram's belly will pour out.