At this time, the sky was nearly evening, and the evening glow pierced the sea of clouds, shining on the earth, but it could not be sprinkled into the seemingly endless ancient forest in front of him, and the sound of beast roars sounded from time to time, far away, Yi Zixuan could even feel that more than ten miles away, there were several terrifying breaths that were coming quickly, there were demon beasts, and there were also human monks.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, it's better to go first!"

Without much hesitation, Yi Zixuan urged Yuan Li, circulated all over his body, his qi and blood rolled, and he took a few pills, the mist was soaring, and the injury was quickly treated.

Dozens of breaths later.

He hung Xingyuan on his waist, and at the same time, he picked up Liu Xueming's mustard seed bag with his hand, and his figure flickered, only to see the branches of the surrounding big trees flickering, and Yi Zixuan seemed to turn into a wisp of light smoke, dissipating invisibly, and heading towards the depths of the ancient forest.

Yi Zixuan gradually drifted away, and after the spiritual will broke through, he could easily avoid the powerful aura, but the others were not so lucky, many people were either forced or actively involved in the killings, and they were trying to break free in order to save a small life.

......

Lin Sanshui of the Sword Gate is the one who is struggling to find life.

Now Lin Sanshui, his face was pale, and he was looking at the person opposite with fear on his face, a barefoot man with a blue big knife on his back.

It was this person, in front of Lin Sanshui, who had already killed the other two senior brothers of the Sword Sect who had gathered together, under the blue sword of the barefoot man, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship, or the three tripings, even the cultivation of the four tripods, seemed to be vulnerable, like tissue paper, they were broken one by one, and in the end, even the people were split in half.

However, it was precisely because of the two powerful senior brothers who restrained one or two that Lin Sanshui, who saw that the situation was not good, was able to take the opportunity to slip away, fleeing all the way, and just running with his head buried in his life.

But unfortunately, the barefoot man did not seem to want to let him go, and chased him for several hours, and finally blocked him here again.

This made him completely desperate!

"If you cut yourself, I can leave you a whole corpse!" said the barefoot man's eyes were cold and expressionless.

"You can kill, but you can't be humiliated......! You go to death!"

Lin Sanshui, who knew that his fate was not going to last long, suddenly burst out with unprecedented ruthlessness in despair, and detonated the three Qi and Blood Dings directly in front of him in one breath, lifting a thick layer of the earth within a radius of dozens of zhang, and the wind howled, flying sand and stones.

Then in the next moment, unexpectedly, Lin Sanshui seemed to be fighting to the death, but he didn't look at the result at all, and turned around and ran regardless of it, but he actually made an idea.

"Stupid!"

The barefoot big man cherished the words like gold, and he didn't even use the Yuan Force shield, just relying on his body to withstand the qi wave generated by the explosion of the Qi and Blood Ding, and then the blue big sword flew into the sky from his back and fell into his hand, he held the big sword in his hand, and waved it at will.

A blue sword qi broke through the void and flew straight out of forty zhang, cutting Lin Sanshui, who had already escaped thirty-nine zhang, into two.

After doing all this, the barefoot man didn't look at Lin Sanshui's corpse, and immediately turned around and left, without thinking about moving the other party's mustard seed bag at all. It seems that for him, the things that this person in front of him can have are as worthless as his cultivation, and the three people who killed the Badaomen are just unpleasant to look at.

......

Similarly, by a quiet and cool stream, a female disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, drenched in sweat, was laboriously wielding a long red whip, the shadow of the whip flickered, and the air rumbled, but the whip shadow became more and more dim, struggling to resist a rotating and killing Yuanli green snake on the opposite side, seeing that her strength was not good, she was about to be unable to resist.

"This senior brother, can't you let go of the little girl? The little girl is still a virgin now, if the senior brother is magnanimous and merciful, the little woman is willing to serve the senior brother for one night!"

At the moment of life and death, this woman finally didn't care about shame, and used a woman's biggest capital to seduce the other party, but whether she could succeed or not, after seeing the methods of the man opposite, the woman's heart didn't even have a little bottom.

"Okay, you put away your weapon, and I'll grant your request!" The speaker was a man in Tsing Yi about twenty years old, holding a folding fan, with an extraordinary temperament, very handsome, and a beautiful man.

After saying this, the man fixed the Yuanli Green Snake in mid-air, and then looked at the woman with a smile.

The woman of the Hundred Flowers Sect was overjoyed, and hurriedly threw a wink at the man, hesitated slightly, and then put away the Yin Hong long whip, she smiled, and for a while she was like a hundred flowers blooming, and she did have a bit of a posture.

"This senior brother is extremely strong, and he is so handsome, I don't have to suffer a lot with him, in fact, I don't suffer a loss......," the woman thought in her heart, and then her chest straightened, and she wanted to say something.

It's a pity that before she opened her cherry lips, the face of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly flashed murderous, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, a blue light flew out, as fast as thunder, and the woman fell to the ground silently, a big hole was broken in the center of her eyebrows, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Slut, with a vulgar fan like you, a veritable remnant of flowers and willows, you also want to tempt me Yan Cong, it's really wishful thinking!"

The man looked disgusted, as if he was feeling uneasy, and took a few steps forward, stepped down with a heavy foot, and stomped on the woman's head, and the scene was terrible.

"Shame, women are really not a good thing!" the man spat the woman's corpse, then turned away.

It seems that he is a person who has been hurt by love, so that his temperament has changed drastically, and he hates women in the world.

......

In the mountains and forests, a disciple of Fierce Wolf Fort lay on the ground, and a man in a yellow shirt stood nearby, with four or five bloodstained mustard seed bags hanging from his waist, as if he had forgotten to wipe them clean, or maybe he didn't care at all.

He was shaking his head and looking at the sky, muttering something to himself, and within dozens of zhang behind him, all the ancient trees were burned by the raging flames, crackling, and soon turned into piles of ashes, within a radius of a hundred zhang, silent.

......

On the endless grassland, an ugly-looking green-shirted man with a fierce look in his eyes, a strange aura terrifying, his qi and blood are incomparably strong, and the five tripods behind him are hanging in the air.

At this time, he was kicking his legs wildly, sweeping the wind and clouds, and the sky was full of leg shadows, cracking earth and rubble, gradually oppressing several panicked young men and women to a desperate situation.

......

The mountains and forests are dense and abnormal, the old trees are towering, obscuring the scorching sun in the sky, the ancient vines are like dragons winding, winding around the giant trees, and the fallen leaves are enough to be a foot thick, and one foot gently steps on them, without making a single sound.

Yi Zixuan leaned against the trunk of the tree, carefully observing the movements around him.

He closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to probe the surrounding situation, and after a while, he sensed that there was a relatively powerful fierce aura within ten zhang, which should be the fierce beast of the Daoji Four Ding Realm.

Sou!

With a sweep of his body, Yi Zixuan suddenly rose into the air, like a big bird, and glided out of the air for more than twenty meters, and the sharp blade instantly came out of its sheath, fiercely swooping down behind a big tree.

Snort!

The big tree was cut in two, revealing a fierce beast with a tail like a scorpion and a head like a wolf, and a body of six or seven feet long.

Dao Ji Realm Four Ding Realm fierce beasts, scorpion-tailed wolves!

Yi Zixuan's wrist flicked, and the Xingyuan Sword turned into a brilliant sword and stabbed out, extremely amazing, where did the scorpion-tailed wolf expect that the seemingly fragile prey would shoot so quickly, and as soon as he moved his body, he was stabbed in the chest.

Injured, it was fierce and abnormal, and the scorpion tail with a zhang xu turned into a shadow, whipping like an iron whip, and where it passed, the ancient trees with a thickness of zhang fell one after another, preventing Yi Zixuan from dodging to the other side, and at the same time stretched out a claw to grab Yi Zixuan's arm.