If getting off the ship is a foregone conclusion, why wait to be driven down?

Qian Yang adjusted his posture slightly in the air, peeked back from his armpit, and saw Luo Yongxi follow him without hesitation, followed by Yang Gong and Wu Qingshui.

Qian Yang's heart warmed, but he found that Huang Lao Crooked on the opposite boat flew down with a group of people after a little hesitation, and the people on the other Duobaozong flying boat also followed.

On the contrary, the monks of the Hidden Sword Gate looked at each other on the top of the boat gang, and it seemed that they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

Sure enough, the word "enemy" is still much more emotional than "ally".

Qian Yang muttered in his heart, "Unreliable, unreliable", while using his spiritual power to adjust his landing point to the bank of the Spirit River.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Qian Yang felt a strong wind mixed with fine sand sweep past the tip of his nose, and the majesty of the wild waves and sand sea was also displayed in front of him for the first time.

There was no need to hesitate, the golden light mask was opened, and Qian Yang plunged into the wind.

Before he could take a few steps, the light on the golden light mask flashed and collapsed, and Qian Yang only felt that countless grains of sand hit his body like scattered bullets, and the pain was unbearable.

Gritting his teeth, he erected the light shield again, and pulled half a pipe of physical strength again, the light on the light mask finally stabilized, and Qian Yang quickly ran towards the depths of the sand sea.

Luo Yongxi behind him was not so smooth, and the strength of sword cultivation corresponded to the weakness in the face of complex situations.

For a pure sword cultivator like Luo Yongxi, his spiritual power has already been condensed like a blade, and spells such as releasing shields are fools' dreams.

As soon as he entered the sea of sand, Luo Yongxi was stumbled by the wild sand in his face. Habitually sending out a dense set of sword formations in the direction where the wind was blowing, Luo Yongxi took the opportunity to rush forward a few steps, and was disrupted by the continuous wind blowing for half a moment.

Looking at Qian Yang, who was gradually moving away, Luo Yongxi's heart was filled with bitterness: After so many years, can't he still catch up with him?

Qian Yang didn't think that his back like a lost dog would make a certain junior brother feel abnormal, he only had one thought now: escape!

Luo Yongxi gave up the idea of chasing Qian Yang, and when he turned his head, he saw Yang Gong and Wu Qingshui running towards this side between thirty or forty Duobao Sect monks.

The monks of the Duobao Sect were too lazy to pay attention to the two idle people and the others, and those two did not have the courage to provoke the large group of people who were in the dark and the dark.

They don't dare, but someone dares!

Luo Yongxi tilted his body, his fingers smoothly flicked out a lotus-like afterimage, and the Xuanao Sword Array formed by groups of sword qi was overwhelmingly spread to the crowd.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sound of sword qi entering the flesh sounded one after another, followed by screams one after another.

The monk of the Duobao Sect had just entered the sea of sand, and before he could adjust to the fierce wind in his face, he was disrupted by the dense sword formation that had no room to dodge at all.

In an instant, several Duobao Sect monks fell to the ground with a miserable howl, and then they were covered by the raging yellow sand under their feet.

Wu Qingshui and Yang Gong were also frightened by the sword qi in the sky, and after covering it for a while, they realized that those sword qi had skillfully bypassed them as if they had grown eyes, and they were rooted in the Duobao Sect monk next to them.

After this delay, the two of them raised their heads again and could no longer see the trace of Qian Yang, glanced at each other and simply stood directly on Luo Yongxi's side, confronting the monk of the Duobao Sect with a cold face.

Huang Lao really didn't have the heart to fight with these guys from the Hidden Sword Gate, the order he received was to kill Qian Yang, and he didn't want to get involved in any unnecessary trouble.

"Leave five people to entangle these guys, and the rest will chase after me!" Huang Lao Crooked shouted hard, but the voice looked weak and weak in the yellow sand flying in the sky.

At this time, the people from the Hidden Sword Gate finally arrived.

After Qian Yang jumped ship, Lao Zheng quickly communicated with someone with the communication array, and then jumped down with the monk of the Hidden Sword Gate. When these people rushed into the yellow sand, they saw such a chaotic scene.

Huang Lao is so annoying, don't look at the people under him who are much more than the Hidden Sword Gate, but in this endless sea of sand, the distribution of personnel is stretched.

"Leave twenty people, and the rest will come with me!" Huang Lao Crooked quickly rearranged, and before he could finish speaking, he chased in the direction where Qian Yang disappeared with a huge turtle shell.

Luo Yongxi had the intention to stop it, but he was involved in several magic weapons that flew out of thin air, and after struggling to shoot down a few, Huang Laowei had already disappeared into the distance with more than a dozen people.

Luo Yongxi was angry in his heart, his hand flashed, and countless sword qi enveloped several monks of the Duobao Sect around him, and he firmly occupied the initiative with one enemy and five enemies.

The rest of the Duobao Sect monks also fought with the Hidden Sword Sect people, and the number of the two sides was originally not much different, but when a few more injured Duobao Sect monks stood up in the sand, the situation began to become difficult.

At this time, Director Zheng and several Jindan monks from the Pearl Jade Workshop also jumped down, and soon joined the battle group, which could be regarded as sharing a lot of pressure for the Hidden Sword Gate.

In the corner where no one could see outside the battle group, two figures quietly rushed into the sea of sand from different angles, looking at the direction of their travel, it was surprisingly consistent with the direction of Qian Yang's escape.

The flying boat of the Jewel Workshop slowly sailed away from the original place, continuing to move forward according to the original course, for them, there were enough changes along the way, and it was best to stay away from the land of right and wrong as soon as possible.

As for how many people were lost on board, no one wanted to count. They really don't want to know about these irrelevant things, just as they don't want to know what role they played in this incident.

Soon after, a small flying boat hovered where the Jewel Workshop had just stopped, and at the bow stood a handsome old man.

The old is old, but it can still be seen between the eyebrows and eyes that this person must have been a beautiful young man when he was young. Even though the years have left a ruthless mark on his face, the spirit and arrogance in his bones are still deeply still in his eyes.

This person is none other than the Golden Palm Sect of the Infinite Valley at the beginning, and he is also the Golden Elder of the Duobao Sect today.

From the abandoned son of the family, to the head of the sect, and then from the lost dog, to the elder of the super sect. No one knows how Kim Eun-myung came along the way, because he never gave the impression of having any sense of existence.

When he was in the family, he was a little boy without any sense of existence, otherwise he would not have been ruthlessly expelled with his beautiful appearance.

When he was in the Infinite Valley, he was a master of the sect without any sense of existence, and the affairs of the sect were handled by his unsuccessful son, even if the entire sect was collapsed, there were many people in the Infinite Valley who had never seen this disciple in charge of the sect from beginning to end.

After returning to Zhongzhou, Jin Enming still rarely appeared in front of people, and when people really noticed him, he had already achieved Yuanying and became an elder of the Duobao Sect, and then ...... Disappear again in front of people.

Speaking of which, Jin Enming's unassuming behavior is very similar to the puppet master of the Duobao Sect that is now being set aside. Perhaps the Jin family already has this type of recessive gene, which happens to be in harmony with the mainstream personality of their Supreme Elder Jin Wuxuan's crazy type.

Not being publicized does not mean swallowing your anger, if Jin Enming is that kind of mischief, he will not be able to mix with today's status. It is certain that revenge will be avenged, but some people like the pleasure of revenge and revenge that is known to the world, and what he likes is to enjoy the sense of control alone that no one knows.

Two words: sullen!

Kim Eun-myung is not an active person, but when he is active occasionally, the kind of tsundere that originates from Lingxiu will make him want to grasp everything in his hands for granted.

Rarely missed.

He also took revenge on those who missed.

To this day, he occasionally recalls the surprised gazes of some people when he became the head of the Infinite Valley, and of course, he also remembers the frightened expressions of some people when he was promoted to the Yuan Infant.

Jin Eunming never thought that anyone would be safe and sound after offending him.

But there is such a person, which has made him feel frustrated several times, and Jin Enming feels that if he can't secretly kill this person, then this person will become the last demon on his cultivation path, and his eternal life will be insurmountable.

This person's name is Qian Yang!

An ant-like garbage monk.

Jin Enming didn't understand until the day when the Boundless Valley was destroyed, how a small foundation building monk decided the outcome of that battle, and how he killed his precious son, who was not a good weapon but had a complete elite education.

Jin Enming didn't know how that kid named Qian Yang found the passage to the outside world from the ruins of the Infinite Valley, and he didn't know how Qian Yang achieved Jin Dan overnight and had the strength to kill Xu Tu.

In that battle, Kim Eunming was unjustly defeated.

But it didn't matter, when he accidentally got Qian Yang's message in the Hongtoushan Mine, he knew that the opportunity for revenge had finally come.

In order to find the traces of Qian Yang, Jin Enming deliberately released the bait of Jindan antiques, and hid in the dark and waited for the fish to bite the hook.

As expected, the fish came.

Jin Eunming silently watched the fish perform a noisy show of gongs and drums backstage, savoring the joy of foreplay.

Now that the fish has appeared, everything is easy.

It was inconvenient to start in Yifang City, so Jin Enming generously put the bait into the fish's mouth, just to let the fish quickly eat and run away.

Of course, the fish that can be valued by Kim Eun-ming is definitely not simple.

Jin Enming watched Qian Yang toss in Yifang City for a while, and seemed to have the foresight to find a backer for himself, which also added a lot of fun to Jin Enming.

Jin Enming already had detailed arrangements for how to put the fish into the net, and he would leisurely follow the fish and watch his net trap the fish until they suffocated and died.

According to convention, Kim Eun Ming will not appear in front of people, he will only quietly enjoy the joy of revenge without any sense of existence.

But who would have thought that at the moment of closing the net, the fish jumped lightly, jumped out of the flying boat, and jumped out of his control.

"Is this asking me to take action personally?" Jin Enming was full of reluctance: "Isn't this character about to collapse?"