After running for a stick of incense, the two soul golems behind them were already out of breath.

"This kid is too good at running!"

"I'm tired!"

"Can't stop, we must not let him run away until the others arrive!"

"Damn......"

The two soul puppets were amazed by An Xiaoyi's ability to run.

After An Xiaoyi made sure that Lin Xiaofan and Leng Yuhan had run away, after stopping, he turned around and looked at the tiger's eye and bearded soul puppet behind him.

"Not running?"

Seeing An Xiaoyi stop, the tiger-eyed soul puppet asked, bending over, panting.

"If you don't run, then you will die!"

The bearded soul puppet also gasped and said loudly.

"It's up to you?"

An Xiaoyi snorted coldly.

"Oh, that's not a small tone!"

The tiger-eyed soul puppet raised his head slightly, and said in surprise, with disdain in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense with him!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the bearded soul puppet, and he picked up the sledgehammer and threw it at An Xiaoyi.

The tiger eye monk did not lag behind, and in a few steps forward, the silver halberd swept and attacked An Xiaoyi.

Through the previous battle with the two soul puppets, An Xiaoyi found that although these soul puppets are powerful, they have flaws, their cultivation is forcibly improved, and the exercises and routines seem a little blunt, if they are fast enough and catch the flaws, they still have a chance to defeat them.

And An Xiaoyi himself, although the Zhenhai Divine Hammer is not bad, especially after catalyzing with the natal mark, the attack power is already amazing, and the two realms of Qingfeng Vortex are one, and it cannot be said that it is not powerful, but in the face of a soul puppet that is two levels higher than his own cultivation, this advantage is gone.

Fighting against monks of a higher level than himself, all An Xiaoyi could rely on was the speed brought by Feng Xingjie and the flexibility created by the shadowless hand.

In the face of the attack of the two soul puppets, An Xiaoyi just cast a desperate cast, dodging left and right, and did not fight back, allowing the two to attack, and at the same time observing the loopholes in the two of them's tricks.

After An Xiaoyi changed his strategy, he no longer fought with the other party for exercises and magic weapons, but fought in close combat, waiting for opportunities, but he was at ease, and the other party couldn't even hurt himself.

As for the previous battle with the yellow-shirted soul puppet, how he dodged the other party's iron rod, and why the other party died, An Xiaoyi still had no clue, if he knew the reason, he would not be so passive when dealing with the two soul puppets of the eighth layer of soul cultivation in front of him.

An Xiaoyi and the two of them whirled, although they were not hurt by the other party, but they were extremely popular, and the consumption of spiritual power in the body was extremely high.

"No, if it goes on like this, I will also be consumed, if the other party's help comes, I will have no chance, I must fight quickly!"

After careful observation, An Xiaoyi found the flaws of the bearded soul puppet, the opponent's sledgehammer was too big, and its flexibility was affected.

"Boom!"

An Xiaoyi faced the Tiger Eye Soul Puppet, constantly dodging and parrying, deliberately giving his back to the Bearded Soul Puppet to give him the opportunity to attack from the back.

The bearded soul puppet really hit the plan, picked up the sledgehammer from behind and threw it at An Xiaoyi.

It's too late, it's too soon!

An Xiaoyi moved sideways to avoid the attack.

The bearded soul puppet sledgehammer smashed into An Xiaoyi's wind shadow, and due to the smashing in the air, his body was slightly sideways.

"Die!"

An Xiaoyi did not hesitate, his body retreated, and he slammed backwards, directly hitting the body of the bearded soul puppet, and when the other party bowed his waist, Wuying already had the best short sword in his hand, and swept back.

In an instant, the head of the bearded soul puppet flew out several feet away, blood spurted out from its neck, and half of An Xiaoyi's body was stained red with blood.

Just when An Xiaoyi was hit by the splash of blood, his eyes turned red......

Before he could dodge, the silver halberd of the tiger's eye soul puppet had already stabbed into An Xiaoyi's lower abdomen.

An Xiaoyi's body retreated suddenly, and with a flick, his eyes were clear, and after the left side of his abdomen was stabbed by the tiger's eye soul puppet, blood spurted out, and bursts of sharp pain hit An Xiaoyi.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"You're going to die, too!"

An Xiaoyi saw blood spurting out of his body, his eyes were red, and he roared loudly!

In order to survive, he must fight for his life!

Either you die, or I die!

There is no time, the other party must die!

"The wind is swirling, and the two realms are one!"

An Xiaoyi ignored the pain in her abdomen, pinched her hands and used all her strength to hit the red and orange wind whirlpool.

There is no stop.

"Die!"

At the same time as the wind whirlpool was played, An Xiaoyi was extremely popular, and the best short sword in Wuying's hand was clenched, following the red and orange wind whirlpool.

The tiger's eye soul puppet, after stabbing An Xiaoyi in the abdomen, pulled out the silver halberd and was about to stab again, originally thought that the other party would dodge, but he didn't expect the other party not only to dodge, but also to pounce on himself.

"You ......"

In a panic, after the tiger's eye soul puppet was hit by the wind whirlpool, the moment he retreated, the short sword in An Xiaoyi's hand had already pierced the opponent's chest.

"Phew!"

After the tiger's eye soul puppet was hit by the wind whirlpool, the silver halberd deviated slightly and pierced into An Xiaoyi's left arm!

After being stabbed in the chest by An Xiaoyi's short sword, the tiger's eye soul puppet opened its mouth wide, and its right hand released the silver halberd in its hand, and the silver halberd remained on An Xiaoyi's left arm.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, the Tiger's Eye Soul Puppet held the hilt of the short sword on his chest with his left hand and fell down.

"Poof!"

An Xiaoyi saw that the other party fell, and also spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and with a stretch of his shadowless hand, he pulled out the short sword on the tiger's eye soul puppet, put it in the storage bag, and then pulled out the silver halberd on his left arm, and the blood spurted out several feet away.

An Xiaoyi took out the strip of cloth from the storage bag, briefly bandaged the wounds on the lower abdomen and left arm, took out a few pills, put them in his mouth, sat on the ground, and meditated to breathe.

Fu Quan in the stone cave always paid attention to the situation outside the cave, and after seeing An Xiaoyi defeat his opponent, he was a little excited, and quickly came to An Xiaoyi's side.

Although An Xiaoyi was sitting with his back to the cave door, his spiritual sense had already detected the arrival of Fu Quan.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

An Xiaoyi asked coldly.

"Where are you going? There is still a glimmer of hope with you, I will definitely die if I go alone!"

Fu Quan sighed and said, and after finishing speaking, he sat down next to An Xiaoyi.

An Xiaoyi's injuries to his abdomen and arms, although not serious and did not hurt his muscles and bones, took several days of conditioning to heal.

An Xiaoyi was silent, meditated for a while, and after his body recovered, he was ready to leave.

"Let's go, soon the other soul golems will find here, I'm injured now, I need to find a place to recuperate!"

An Xiaoyi opened his eyes, looked at Fu Quan on the side, and said.

Fu Quan hurriedly got up and wanted to support An Xiaoyi on the side.

"No!"

An Xiaoyi shook his hand and said.

An Xiaoyi stood up, and Fu Quan followed.

"You have to recuperate, I know a place, that place, they won't be able to find it for a while!"

"Where?"

"A friend of mine, he is a hunter, he hunts spirit beasts for a living, he is good at stealth whereabouts, if we find him, we have a chance to live!"

Fu Quan's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he seemed to have found hope.

"Let's go!"

An Xiaoyi said.

"Where to go?"

A voice came from somewhere on the mountain in the distance, echoing in bursts......