"Stop him, it's them!"

"Don't let this thief who killed the little master escape!"

"Kill or kill, the city lord said, the reward for the corpse is the same, you don't need to live it!"

“......”

The crowd was surging, and a large number of soldiers and loose cultivators pursued on the wasteland. The Dark Knife was silent, carrying Chen Weiming on his back and fighting and retreating. He's fled as far into the wilderness as he can, and there's no point in that. For the domination of this land, the empire has reached the level of the Smoke Cloud Pavilion to the West Sea Continent, and it is impossible to escape without a trace.

At this moment, the only thing that made him feel that it was not bad to the extreme, was that this was the frontier of the empire, or the coast where there was no chance of war, and the cultivation of the soldiers here was not very strong.

"Yikes!"

The long knife in his hand was like a poisonous dragon shuttling, and everywhere he passed, there were many dead and wounded. These days of pursuit have made this killer knife technique with death as the power go further, and the experience of death is more profound.

In the midst of the screams, a large number of soldiers stood still in panic. They were also surprised by the young killer in front of them, obviously he was also in the foundation building period, obviously he seemed to be very tired, but his combat strength was as if he had reached the stage of knotting.

"Let it go...... Drop me!"

Chen Weiming said weakly, he had been awake for a while, and naturally he saw the current situation clearly. If you are alone, the Mortal Knife may not be able to get out of danger, but if you continue to carry yourself, you will definitely die.

The pain in his heart was paralyzed, and the loss of blood and qi was too severe, and he didn't feel any pain, only a kind of weakness, so powerless that he collapsed and gave up everything.

Cultivating the Eye of Truth, he likes to calculate the trajectory of the battle, calculate the loss of true qi, and ...... Vitality. He can calculate that he can hold out for two days at most in this situation. Two days later, if there is no miracle medicine to save him, he will definitely die.

"Shut up and get some sleep!"

The Mortal Blade vetoed the other party's proposal without hesitation, and at this time, another soldier came from another direction, and surrounded him with front and back attacks, which were thousands of people.

"Let me go, you can still escape...... It doesn't have to be like this...... We...... Root...... It's not a brother!"

Chen Weiming persuaded again, he couldn't tell what he was thinking at the moment, if he really wanted to summarize, I am afraid there would be only one sentence: people are dying, and their words are good.

The Dark Knife said in a deep voice: "I am a killer, not a villain, you were injured to save me, I will not leave you to escape alone." ”

"We're all killers...... It's all about self-preservation...... No...... Who is responsible for whose life and death!"

"Shut up, you!" "Sleep with your spirits, if you really want to be righteous, you will cut it off, if you die, Lao Tzu will naturally lose you, who wants to run around with a corpse on his back." ”

“......”

Chen Weiming is also speechless, people are a very interesting life, you can be fearless of danger, you can also be afraid of death, but you can only commit suicide...... It seems to be a difficult thing to do, at least the hardest thing for him to accept is suicide, even if there is only one breath left, he will never commit suicide.

"Kill, kill him!"

Someone shouted violently, and thousands of soldiers, along with Sanxiu, surrounded and killed the two of them.

"Ahh

The Immortal Blade roared, and a strange force appeared around him, and then turned into ripples on the surface of the lake and rushed in all directions. The rippling light, the cry of death, the speed was fast, and it swept in all directions in an instant.

"Ugh!"

Chen Weiming trembled, and felt a terrifying spiritual attack, carrying a majestic true qi rushing towards his face, making him almost fly out of the back of the Immortal Knife.

And the soldiers and scattered cultivators in the Quartet were all shocked, and then they fell one after another like grasshoppers after autumn, like human rain.

The eyes of breaking the delusion and preserving the truth glanced away, Chen Weiming was also secretly shocked, and his heart was cold. All of them died, and before that ripple of death, all of them were killed by the strange power within.

What a strong death ripple...... Chen Weiming sighed secretly in his heart, maybe this is the real killer of the Dark Knife. Being able to kill so many soldiers in the Qi training period and foundation building period and scattering cultivation in an instant is comparable to the Qinglian Sword Song...... The Qinglian Sword Song used by yourself.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The Immortal Knife ran out of strength, half-knelt on the ground, coughed repeatedly, and even coughed up a large mouthful of blood. The speed and lethality of this move can be called a top-notch supernatural power. Naturally, such a move could not be used at will, and he was extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

Chen Weiming gasped heavily, closed his eyes, and passed out again. The death ripple just now, even if the Immortal Knife had tried its best to control it, still had an impact on him.

Coughing for a moment, the Mortal Knife gritted his teeth, stood up again, and ran into the distance with Chen Weiming on his back. The royal power of the empire, the management is extremely strict, the intelligence system is integrated, the battle here will be quickly discovered, the situation is worrying, he needs to find a place to recover.

All the way to the muddy, stumbling all the way, Chen Weiming woke up all the time, always in a coma, the whole person seemed to be under the ice and fire, and he was in pain. If you hadn't always cherished your life, or if you had no strength and it was difficult to blink an eye, I'm afraid you would really have to break off by yourself at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but when Chen Weiming woke up again, he found himself in a stone room. The stone chamber is very large, and there is no arrangement to speak of, just square stones. At this moment, he felt sluggish and a little confused, and he could see that there seemed to be several huge black shadows in the stone room.

The Mortal Knife sat cross-legged on the side to breathe, and his state was not very good at this time.

Chen Weiming used the only remaining power of divine sense to probe his body, and after some investigation, he couldn't help but face the fact that the situation was extremely bad.

Although the wound of the heart was blocked by the Heart Devouring Gu, the wound never recovered, but instead there was a great degree of decay. The whole heart is like a ripe peach, which will break if you touch it lightly.

One day...... At most, even if the ripe peaches don't rot, they should die completely.

Chen Weiming was a little unwilling in his heart, he finally survived from the Plain of Despair, and until now, he even learned a trick of the Qinglian Sword Song, but now he is dying here so silently.

When is it also fate?

He doesn't believe in fate, even if he has been subject to various things, but he believes that as long as he does his best, he will eventually get a free life one day. But at this moment, he can't help it.

"Hurry up, you go over there, you go over here, and the others will follow me in. Even if it's three meters of Jedi, you have to find them. ”

There was a commotion outside, and another pursuer was coming.

The Immortal Knife woke up and saw Chen Weiming's eyes open, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Chen Weiming didn't answer, but asked, "Where is this?"

"A deserted temple!"

It is rare to see such a large barren temple...... Chen Weiming's heart moved and he asked again: "What kind of deserted temple!"

"It seems to be called...... Pangu Temple!"