Xia Renyun's internal qi was between his fingers, and he saw long chopsticks like afterimages, startled like thunder, thrown out of his fingertips. Chasing the big black dragon that fled to the jungle.

The black dragon fused the internal forces of the three evildoers, moving and flashing, and the speed was extremely fast.

Everywhere he went, trees were toppled like an exaggerated bulldozer, leveling everything it could touch.

Actually stubbornly, or luckily dodged the long chopsticks that shot one by one.

The air smelled like plant juice.

Seeing that the black dragon was fleeing farther and farther, Xia Ren shook his head indifferently, his mind moved slightly, and he directly strangled the red Ling Qi in his body that was like a red viper, and the red viper let out a strange hiss, and then completely merged into the cold whirlpool.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xia Ren only felt that the swollen and white palm in the center of the whirlpool in his body was a little more bloody.

However, the black dragon did not pause, and the red skirt that fluttered around the edge still looked like a butterfly.

Is it okay to be disgusted with the bloody hand?

Xia Ren suddenly came to his senses, and suddenly his whole person was not good.

He snorted coldly, lifted his internal force, and ran wildly after him.

Without the slightest accident, he didn't take a few steps, and a trace of internal force accidentally leaked out. There was a "boom" explosion in the air, and the ground suddenly collapsed into a hole.

Xia Ren's face turned even darker, his heart was horizontal, and the eight hundred years of pure internal force suddenly surged, and this time, the ground, which could not withstand his strength, was even more fragile.

Rumble!!

There was a great tremor on the ground, and the dirt on the edge of the pavilion seemed to crack in the ground, and the cracks twisted and spread in all directions.

Between the dust raised in the sky, Xia Ren rose into the sky, and one step was more than ten meters.

In a few steps, he was already much closer to the big dragon.

When the three wicked men heard the sound, they turned their heads to look at it, and they couldn't help but feel creepy. The mysterious son of the family was wrapped in dust and loud noises, and quickly approached.

Every time you step down, there must be a complete collapse of the ground, and the so-called collapse of the sky and the earth is nothing more than that.

"When did such a monster come out of the rivers and lakes?" whispered.

The little crow's face was obscured by her black hair, and she couldn't see clearly, but she was obviously frightened by this terrifying posture.

So her thin shoulders shook, and strange dendritic black veins appeared on her long white neck. As the texture emerged, the speed of the black dragon parallel to the three of them was a little faster.

For a while, it was on par with Xia Ren's running speed.

The four of them chased each other, and in just a few tens of seconds, they had already entered the west mountain behind the tea pavilion.

Although the mountain is a low mountain, it also has ups and downs, and there are many mountains and mountains.

The more Xia Ren chased, the more angry he became, and suddenly raised his internal force to 1,200 years, which was even more terrifying.

But when he stepped down, the mountain he was on was trampled on a piece of emptiness, like a piece of green triangular cheese that had been bitten off by a mouse.

After a few more steps, the whole mountain actually began to tremble, and suddenly, with a hula, countless dirt mixed with trees, and huge boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain.

It caused a mudslide!

The three villains were speechless, and the fear of being chased by Qi Donglai, the grandmaster of the Moshang Sword Society, had completely disappeared.

Compared to the mysterious boy behind him, the grandmaster is simply a child who has not yet learned to walk.

At this moment, how much they hoped that Qi Donglai would be able to return behind them, and the purple sword qi that had frightened them before had now become a beautiful luxury.

Xia Ren jumped up again, two or three low mountains had already been trampled behind him, and the rolling mudslide seemed to trigger a chain reaction throughout the mountain range.

But in the distance, the whole mountain began to shake, and countless trees and boulders made the vision less and less clear.

"It seems that we can't go on like this. Xia Ren stood on the top of a certain mountain peak, looking at the black dragon that was not far from him.

I have to say that the sentence "good people don't live long, but wicked people live for 10,000 years" does have some truth, and the escape skills of the three wicked people are absolutely first-class.

Whenever Xia Ren was about to catch up, the three of them were actually able to burst out at a faster speed, and the wonderful exercises on the rivers and lakes were really amazing.

But if he knew how the three of the black dragons were embarrassed and dying at this time, maybe he wouldn't be so impressed.

What a burning essence and blood, an elixir for instant recovery, an irreversible secret technique... In just a few minutes, the three of Bloody Hand, Woo Chu, and Little Crow have already put their life's collection into it.

"Whew... No, no, no. Gasping for breath, he threw the last of the pills in a gray cloth bag into his mouth, the first time in his life that he had eaten elixir like a bean.

The bloody hand on the side was not much better, he was already seriously injured, and he finally managed to save his breath, and now he was almost being pulled by the little crow and the meadow to run.

The little crow's black hair was covered with sweat, and from time to time she threw a black elixir from her sleeve and put it into her mouth, and the black dendritic texture between her neck already gave off a slight smell of decay.

Suddenly, they saw the bloody hand gasp, and the three of them turned around in unison, only to see a silver spindle-like ball in the sky flying towards them.

Is that... The force formed by internal forces pressing the air?

The three of them looked up at the silver cyclone that flew like a meteor piercing the sky.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a silver cyclone exploded a huge hole around them, sending dust flying.

Well?

"Is it pity for the jade?" asked in a low voice.

"Pity your size, he's crooked!" Bloody Hand Du's beautiful face was already distorted, and she gasped and corrected, "His internal strength is unfathomable, but his control is not good, otherwise we would have died a long time ago." ”

"But even those legendary masters in the legend, this blow should be exhausted. ”

"Sister... Are you sure?" the little crow suddenly sounded.

The trio turned back again...

For a while, there seemed to be some kind of strange background music: accompany you to see the meteor shower, fall on this earth, and let your tears fall on my shoulder.

The three of them swallowed heavily, the drugs of the drugs, the burning of the essence of the blood, and the casting of the secret arts.

The black dragon once again dragged the tail of the inkstone and swam wildly between the mountains and forests.

Listening to the roar of the silver cyclone tearing through the sky from time to time, as well as the sound of bombardment on the ground, the three of them were already numb, they had been wicked for so long, for the first time... It's the first time I've been so embarrassed.