"It's time to leave!" Yang Mingyang saw that everything had a relatively happy ending, so he prepared to leave Zhongtaicheng and continue his journey. Starting from the city, Yang Mingyang drove in the northeast direction of the city, and after flying for a few hours, Yang Mingyang felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that someone seemed to be following him. So he injected more spiritual power into the flying sword under his feet again, and the flying sword increased its speed and flew forward like a lightning speed. However, the feeling of being tracked has not diminished, but has become clearer. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the tracking, Yang Mingyang simply stopped, wanting to see who was chasing him. Half an hour later, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and immediately after, two figures appeared in his sight. Yang Mingyang took a closer look, and he actually knew all these two people: the one with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was none other than Chen Sanyuan, the head of the Shoushan Sect of Qi Refining Eightfold, and the Taoist female cultivator who still had the charm was not the same as Li Sanniang, the master of the Dancing Moon Nunnery, who was also the eighth layer of Qi refining?

"May I ask what the two of you are looking for?" Yang Mingyang stood on the side of the road and asked politely.

"Dare to compete with me for items, I see that you are looking for death by yourself, hurry up and hand over the storage bag and leave your whole body. Chen Sanyuan said fiercely, and Li Sanniang next to him didn't speak, obviously in line with Chen Sanyuan's thoughts. At this time, seven or eight monks from the early and middle stages of Qi refining arrived one after another, standing beside the two of them. "These two groups of people, for this formation, actually waited for more than half a year, it seems that they usually do not do such things, these people will definitely not let go of themselves. Thinking of this, Yang Mingyang said with a pleasant face: "The two Taoist friends are not sensible, is this okay, give the storage bag to the two of them, and put them away?"

"Count you kid on the elephant, put down the storage bag, and get out of here!" That Aunt Li Sanniang said contemptuously. This time, Chen Sanyuan did not speak, and he should have agreed with Li Sanniang's statement.

"There's only one storage bag, who should I give it to?" Yang Mingyang said cautiously, and took out a storage bag from his waist as he spoke. Then Li Sanniang immediately said: "Of course it's for me, I can protect you from death by dancing the moon view." Chen Sanyuan, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, immediately said: "Don't give it to him, give it to me, this woman is not afraid of her in our Shoushan faction." Li Sanniang snorted coldly: "Could it be that I'm still afraid that you won't be able to send out the Shoushan faction." Chen Sanyuan smiled and said: "Why, it's like last year, we have two fights, who wins the thing belongs to whom?" I remember that you are a defeated man!" Li Sanniang did not show weakness: "You just won a small trick in last year's game! Not long ago, I killed a fat sheep with nine levels of qi refining in Wuyue Nunnery, and I got a new recipe, so I just happened to find you to try your power." ”

"Well, I'll see how much you have grown, as always, whoever loses will leave. The two regarded Yang Mingyang as something in their pockets, argued for a long time, and decided to speak with their fists. Let his subordinates watch Yang Mingyang and use it as the victor's trophy.

The two often fought each other and knew each other's strength well, so they didn't test it and started directly. Li Sanniang, who was dressed as a girl, took out a whisk and danced casually, only to see a water dragon rushing straight towards Chen Sanyuan, and Chen Sanyuan did not panic, with a wave of his hand, a red long sword appeared in his hand, and with a wave of the sword, a giant bird turned into flames greeted the water dragon, and the two sides fought fiercely in mid-air.

"Ah! The Red Flame Sword was actually taken by you, and I have been tracking down the person who bought this sword, but this kid's escape method is very powerful, I sent to chase it for a long time, but he still escaped!" Li Sanniang was surprised. Chen Sanyuan said proudly: "That kid is really powerful, for him, my faction lost a few good hands, and it took a lot of effort to get it." ”

The fight between the two was in full swing, and Yang Mingyang next to him didn't pay attention to this fight, he knew in his heart that these two people were extremely vicious, no matter whether they got their storage bags or not, they would not let go of themselves, it seemed that they could only play according to their previous plan. There were a total of seven monks guarding Yang Mingyang, three Wuyue Nunnery monks in the middle stage of Qi refining dressed as Dao Gus stood behind him, and two monks of the Shoushan Sect in the middle stage of Qi refining and two monks in the early stage of Qi refining stood in front of him, looking at the eyes of these people, he knew that these people were all ruthless people who begged for a living, and he had no doubt that if he had the slightest intention to move, several people would not hesitate to poison themselves.

"Oh my God! Flame Lion, the first-order early demon beast Flame Lion, this is a treasure!" Several people were very interested in a flame lion that suddenly appeared and turned around and fled into the dense forest on the side of the road, and immediately prepared to divide their hands to catch this demon beast. said that it was too late, and at that time, when a few people were distracted, Yang Mingyang suddenly took off and ran towards the dense forest on the side of the road like a gallop. The reason why he chose to stop here just now was because of this large dense forest next to the road, in the air, his flight speed was not as fast as the enemy, and this dense forest was a good place to escape tracking. After the Fengyun Gate Cultivator added the materials on the legs of the first-order late-stage Cangmu Wolf to his lightning boots, the ability to increase the speed increased significantly, although it had not yet reached the level of the first-order high-grade magic weapon, but it was not far behind, which was also Yang Mingyang's biggest reliance on choosing to escape like this. Seeing that the prey in his hand wanted to run, these monks of the two factions chose to make a move without hesitation, and the black shield of the middle of the first order, the ebony shield, given by Master Zheng Wencheng, cracked with a click, and a huge force directly hit Yang Mingyang's back, causing him to surge with blood, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. And with the help of this force, he rushed into the dense forest at a faster speed, and easily summoned Xiao Yi back to the spirit beast bag, ignoring his own injuries, and desperately ran towards the depths of the dense forest. The monks of the two factions were shocked, if this person escaped, they and the others would definitely be severely punished, they did not dare to stop for a moment, hurriedly chased into the dense forest, and chased in the direction of Yang Mingyang's escape. The two men in the air also stopped fighting, burrowed into the dense forest, and chased away.

Obviously underestimating the enemy's determination, Yang Mingyang has been fleeing in the dense forests and mountains, and without spiritual power, he used the spiritual power in the storage bag to replenish it, and in the past few days, he has been sleepless several times to leave the enemy behind, and he has been caught up several times. Although he used a sneak attack to kill a pre-Qi refining cultivator, he was also injured again when he escaped from the encirclement. At this time, he was hiding in a bush, taking a short rest, preparing to heal his injuries and recover a little spiritual power. At this time, there was a rustling voice in his ears: "Everyone be careful, search carefully, there is a message from the master, saying that this person is nearby, and his old man will be there soon" A voice came into his ears. Yang Mingyang looked through the bushes, and three familiar figures appeared in front of him. Seeing these three monks of the Shoushan Sect, he couldn't help but secretly complain: "These guys are really ghostly!"

These two men and one woman were the two mid-stage Qi Refining and one Qi Refining Early Stage cultivator of the Shoushan Sect, and several of them were carefully searching for the grass and trees nearby, and they were not far from their hiding place. Apparently he had to run away again, so he took out a few talismans from his storage bag and threw them at the monks, causing many hail stones to appear in mid-air. He sped away at the two of them, scrambling them, and then he turned around and ran quickly towards the rear.