Songyangmen fought and retreated, and the Green Tiger Gang also fell into an unfavorable situation, with heavy casualties, and immediately ordered a retreat. Qingshuimen are all women, although they are brave in battle, but as soon as Li Shuyue saw that Songyang Gate had retreated and the Qinghu Gang had also withdrawn, she knew that the situation was not right and immediately withdrew. At this moment, the Lingyun Five Elements Sword Formation formed by Lingyun Gate was under siege, and Zhao Changfeng immediately made a decision and ordered to break out of the encirclement.

Although everyone in the Life and Death Gate is not in love with war, there are less than twenty people in Lingyun Gate after all, even if they are all strong in martial arts, they are still outnumbered, and they can only barely maintain it.

The people of the Life and Death Gate were also at a loss in the face of such a powerful sword formation, and when they could not attack, suddenly a fog drifted from between a forest in the east where the two sides were fighting, and the sky changed in an instant, and it was difficult to see the enemy not far away for a while.

Fog was thick.

Suddenly, Lin Chuyun heard the neighing of war horses not far away, as if a group of horses were rushing towards this side. Lin Chuyun was about to make a voice to remind his fellow senior brother around him, but suddenly a cold light appeared, and blood splattered out, and on the right side of the fire where Lin Chuyun was standing, a fellow senior brother was cut down, and he died within a moment.

Lin Chuyun was shocked in his heart, and for a while, his fellow senior brother died under the knife of life and death, and he didn't even see who was killed, and when he was surprised, Lin Chuyun suddenly realized that his right side was currently wide open, and no one had time to make up for it.

Lingyunmen is a famous martial arts family in the Central Plains, even if it is a breakthrough and retreat at this moment, how can he leave the corpse of his fellow senior brother alone, at this moment, Lin Chuyun wants to pull a senior brother who has just been cut down.

And at this moment, the team of war horses had already galloped in front of the Lingyun Five Elements Sword Formation.

The war horse neighed, the iron hooves flew over, and when the left and right rushed forward, the sword formation of Lingyun Gate was scattered.

Only then did the people of Lingyunmen appreciate the power of the cavalry charge on the battlefield.

And Lin Chuyun was also flying by a war horse whistling past him at this moment, he shouted loudly and fell to the ground, but he felt that the sky was spinning, and a buzzing sound echoed in his head, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He immediately used the Yunlan Divine Skill, stabilized his heart and blood, took a deep breath, and felt slightly relieved, fortunately, his martial arts are strong and his internal strength is profound, and he was caught on the ground by the top of the war horse at this moment, but he was not injured.

When he regained his senses, he immediately stood up, this fog was still drifting around, and Lin Chuyun, who stood up again, was no longer around Lingyunmen, and he could no longer distinguish the direction.

He could only pull out the Lingyun sword, protect his body, listen to the argument, as long as there was a black-armored person from the door of life and death around him, he would immediately take out the sword, his swordsmanship was superb, at this moment, although Lin Chuyun was already alone, no one could get close to him half a step.

Lin Chuyun fought and retreated, searched for a long time, and did not see the people of Lingyunmen again.

At this moment, he knew in his heart that he had been separated from the Lingyun Sect and the other senior brothers of the same sect.

There was no way, he could only protect himself first.

The sword in his hand did not relax for a moment, and his swordsmanship was even more steady and deep, with the extremely sharp Lingyun Sword and the eighth layer of Yunlan Divine Skill, even in the thick fog, he was already a terrifying god of war.

I don't know how long he walked, he felt that he had walked into a forest, the thick trees in the forest were surrounded by a person, and the thin ones were also the thickness of the bowl, and for a while there was silence around him, as if he could no longer hear any voice from the door of life and death or the martial arts people in the Central Plains.

"Where have I gone?" said Lin Chuyun in his heart.

After touching forward for a long time, Lin Chuyun couldn't hear anything except the sound of his own footsteps and his own breathing.

He had no choice but to stop next to a large stout tree, and when he looked up, the towering trunk was submerged in the thick mist, and he could only feel that the top was gloomy, and it could be seen that this forest was full of branches and leaves, blocking a lot of sunlight.

He leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, making sure that no one behind him could sneak attack, and lightly tapped the tip of his sword on the ground, and his own luck and internal strength adjusted his breath, so that his body was quiet, and he pricked up his ears to listen.

There was no sound around at all, it was the spring season, as if I could hear the sound of these grass and trees breathing.

The mist slowly passed through him, as if through his dazed life. Because the surroundings were too quiet, Lin Chuyun began to think about his heart involuntarily at this moment.

He is very strong and persistent, he has always wanted to become stronger, but he has not seriously thought about what he really wants in his heart. Is it outstanding swordsmanship, martial arts, or is it famous all over the world, and the name is double-received? Or is it accompanied by beautiful women, indifferent and bright-minded, quiet and far-reaching?

Even if it is the longing for Xiao Feifei, there is also a yearning for beautiful reverence.

About life, about fame, about martial arts, about love......

All of this is too deep for an eighteen-year-old boy.

In this daze, I don't know how long it took for this fog to slowly dissipate.

The surroundings of his eyes gradually became clear, and a whole forest slowly appeared in his eyes, looking up, although this forest is not a shade of the sky, but the vegetation is flourishing, and it is the turn of spring and summer, although the north is cold, but it also looks full of life.

At this moment, he was already in the depths of the woods.

There was no one around, just himself and the woods where there was no way out.

He hadn't seen the topographical map around the mouth of the valley in advance, and he didn't have any impression of the woods.

"I have no choice, I have to take one step at a time!"

Lin Chuyun picked up the Lingyun sword, put it back into the sheath, carried the sword on his shoulder, and walked in one direction step by step.

The smell of earth underfoot is very soothing.

And an eighteen-year-old young man who practiced martial arts, when his blood was strong, also felt extremely refreshed in this natural and quiet environment, and slowly, he also let down his guard and began to enjoy this solo journey.

He has been a street child since he was a child and is not afraid to survive alone in the wild.

"At this moment, the most important thing is to hit a prey and fill your stomach. Lin Chuyun said in his heart.

Sometimes he crawled on the ground to take a closer look, got up and looked around, sometimes he remained motionless, listening carefully to the slightest sound around him, trying to find some trace of any prey in the dirt.

As I walked forward, I searched carefully, and suddenly, I saw a drop of blood on a fallen leaf that had long been rotten and yellowed underground.

He tapped his finger and realized that the blood had not yet curdled and had apparently been left behind not long ago.

He put his finger on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, then stretched out his tongue and licked it gently, and suddenly his heart was shocked.

"It's human blood!"

This scene found that his relaxed heart was on guard again.

He hurriedly drew out the Lingyun Sword and looked around the drop of blood, and before enough, he found another drop of blood no more than five steps away.

Slowly groping his way forward in this direction, the blood on the ground also guided Lin Chuyun in one direction.

After walking for less than half a mile, Lin Chuyun raised his eyes, but saw that not far ahead, a large stone covered with moss sat a woman dressed in dark red clothes.