Yang Yibu didn't dare to stay in the frenzy of escape, he knew how perverted the speed of the Yuan Infant Period was, and if he was not careful, his little life would have to be over.

Yang Yibu fled for ten days, and he didn't stop until he was sure that Yin didn't go and didn't catch up.

Above a large river, Yang Yib made the castle smaller, the size of a piece of sand, and then plunged to the bottom of the water, quietly mixing with the mud and sand.

Yang Yibu knew how large and sharp the spiritual power of the monks in the Yuan Infant Stage was, and as long as they were not careful, they would be caught by him.

In the castle as small as sand, Yang Yibu Pan was on the cultivation platform, quietly cultivating.

Yin Wuliang once said to Yang Yibu that as long as Yang Yibu refined the three sips of wine he drank, he would be able to cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage.

Yang Yibu believes that Yin Wuliang will not lie to himself, because Yin Wuliang has no reason to lie to himself, and Yang Yibu has a very close feeling to Yin Wuliang, and under the domination of this feeling, Yang Yibu chose to believe Yin Wuliang's words for no reason.

In Yang Yibu's small world, Li Xingxing, who was covered in blood, used the last bit of strength in his body to send the sword in his hand into the chest of the Wind Wolf King in the middle of the third level of the Jindan stage.

Holding the sword in his hand with both hands, Li Xingxing half-knelt on the ground, panting for breath in his mouth, Li Xingxing has been in this small world for five years.

In the past five years, Li Xingxing has spent every day in the middle of nine deaths, and under such a powerful super grind, Li Xingxing's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has broken through from the initial Jindan stage two middle stage to the third and middle stage of the Jin Dan stage.

In the past five years, his cultivation has improved by one level, and this speed is very fast, you must know that it is difficult to break through the cultivation of the Jindan stage.

Some monks take dozens or hundreds of years to improve to the next level, so Xiang Li Xingxing, to improve the first level in five years, except that he hovers on the edge of life and death every day and keeps tempering himself.

and Li Xingxing's own qualifications and comprehension are also very demonic, and it is precisely because of this that his cultivation will progress so fast.

After catching his breath for a while, Li Xingxing slowly stood up from the ground, took a step, and walked into the distance, he wanted to keep honing himself.

In a big mountain in the No. 2 training area of the small world, Niu Dali and Zhang Tianlun, the two senior brothers, had gotten together at some point.

At this time, the cultivation of the two of them has reached the peak of the second level of the Jindan stage, but now the two of them are covered in blood and embarrassed, and the two of them are hiding in the mountains and forests.

In the air above the heads of the two of them, there was a goshawk in the early stage of the third stage of the Jindan stage that was constantly circling and flying, and from time to time it sent a powerful blow to the two brothers and sisters in hiding.

Niu Dali and Zhang Tianlun are also constantly hovering on the edge of life and death, and they will be killed by goshawks anytime and anywhere.

In the eighteen-pan meeting hall, Zhu Panyi was listening carefully to the report of his subordinates, "This Yang Yibu is the one who spread the news some time ago and made the Sword Sect restless, but the strange thing is that even if Yang Yibu took out the shorts that he took off from the disciples of the Sword Sect and sold them, in the face of such a huge humiliation, the Sword Sect endured this evil breath for some reason."

An old man dressed in black with a goatee knelt on the ground and said.

"In addition to these, is there any useful news" Zhu Panyi asked as he paced slowly, glanced at the old man with a goatee.

"Boss, there is an even stranger thing, which Yang Yibu made trouble with us here, and soon met Yin Bugo of the Sword Sect, and then there was a fight, Yang Yibu escaped from Yin Bugo's hands, and he didn't know what to do, and such a small thing, the Sword Sect actually stood up uncharacteristically to clarify, this is just Yin Bugo's personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with the Sword Sect."

The old man with the goatee slowly told the story.

"Is there any detailed information about the origin of Yang Yibu's identity," Zhu Panyi paused and then asked.

"No, this Yang Yib seems to have appeared out of nowhere," the goatee old man replied categorically.

"This is strange, why is the Sword Sect so careful, there must be some reason for this, continue to investigate, investigate deeply" Zhu Panyi waved his hand at the kneeling old man and asked him to leave.

"Yang Yibu, what are you from" Zhu Panyi still paced slowly.

In the silt at the bottom of the river, a small castle like sand stands quietly.

On the cultivation platform in the castle, Yang Yibu opened his eyes that had been closed for three years, sighed, and Yang Yibu stood up from the cultivation platform.

"The accumulation is still not enough, no matter how hard you try, you still can't break through to the ninth level of the Jindan period."

The current Yang Yibu, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Jindan period, is only a little bit close to breaking through to the ninth level of the Jindan stage, but this little bit has stuck Yang Yibu.

As early as a year ago, Yang Yibu's cultivation had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Jindan stage, and he wanted to break through to the ninth level of the Jindan stage in one go, but no matter how Yang Yib cultivated, he just couldn't take this small step.

"Let's go, it's time to go out" Yang Yib controlled the castle to rush out of the water, came to the air, his mind moved, Yang Yib got up the castle, and suddenly, Yang Yib appeared in the air.

"Yo yib, Yang Yibu, I knew that you were hiding in this muddy river, today I will see how you escape" When Yang Yibu put away the castle and appeared in the sky, a joking voice came, and Yin Bugo's figure appeared in the distance.

"Yin doesn't go, you really don't give up, it seems that over the years, you have put a lot of thought into me" Yang Yibu stood firmly in the sky, looking at Yin Bugo, who was getting closer and closer to him.

Seeing that Yin didn't go, Yang Yibu didn't run away at the first time, because Yang Yibu knew that it was unrealistic to want to run away without Yin who wanted to surpass the Yuan Infant Stage in terms of speed, and there was no comparison between the speed of his Jindan period and the speed of the Yuan Infant Period.

The second is that Yang Yibu wants to see if he has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Jindan stage, and the shock sword that couldn't do a little damage to Yin Bugo before, can he hurt Yin Bugo now.

If he can be injured, he won't have to see the Yuan Infant Stage in the future to start thinking about escaping, and he will have the confidence to fight with the early Yuan Infant Stage monks.

"Run, Yang Yibu, why don't you run away, are you scared stupid" Yin Bu didn't go to Yang Yibu not far away, this time, he didn't release his infancy momentum to oppress Yang Yibu, because he knew that the momentum was useless to Yang Yibu.

"Yin doesn't go, you think I'll be stupid by you, you think too highly of yourself," Yang Yibu still said to Yin Bu in a disdainful tone.

"Yang Yibu, you don't have to talk to me in this tone, because I have been fooled by you once, and I will not be fooled twice."

Yin Bugo's cold eyes stared at Yang Yibu tightly, Yang Yibu was just a small Jindan stage monk, but such a small monk, he successfully escaped from his hands.

Every time Yin Bugo thought of this, he hated it so much, and he couldn't wait to catch Yang Yibu and bite him dozens of times, so as to relieve the monstrous hatred in his heart.

But after seeing Yang Yib again, he had to suppress this hatred, because Yang Yib was cunning, and he didn't want to let Yang Yib escape again.

If Yang Yibu is allowed to escape from him this time, his face will be completely lost, and he will become the laughing stock of the entire underworld.

"Yin doesn't go, why can't I talk to you in this tone, and believe it or not, if I can escape from you once, I can escape twice."

Yang Yib's voice was full of banter and irony.

"Yang Yibu, last time was just that I was careless and fell for your trick, do you think I will fall for you this time?"

Yin Bugo said that, but he still had to cheer up and pay attention to Yang Yib's every move, once Yang Yibu had something to do, he would take Yang Yibu as soon as possible.

"Yin won't go, or we will make a bet" Yang Yibu had an evil smile on his face.

"What are you betting on?" Yin Bu felt a hint of conspiracy from Yang Yibu's evil smile.

"Yin doesn't go, I'm afraid you won't dare to bet if I say it" Yang Yibu's evil smile became thicker.