In the originally silent mountain forest, there were birds and beasts restless, insects and birds flying, and a gray shadow quickly passed between the tree trunks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Zixie's face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and he was very fast, and he went directly into the depths of the mountain.

He never thought that he would meet those people like this, the feeling that the young man gave him, his strength was very close to the peak of Mi Qian, but it was the big man who made him run away, and the cultivation of the big man he couldn't see through, in his judgment, at least the cultivation of the monk, if he didn't take advantage of them not to escape, it was estimated that he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

He could feel that there was an aura behind him slowly approaching at this moment.

Behind him, the big man was holding a sledgehammer in his hand, galloping above the mountain forest, and Han Zixie in the mountain forest in front of him was already vividly remembered, and the big man smiled cruelly and sped up.

"Rock the Hammer. The man raised the sledgehammer in his hand, and with a wave in the direction of Han Zixie, countless hammers flew out.

Han Zixi glanced back, only to see countless hammers falling from the sky, his scalp suddenly went numb, a scream came out of his mouth, he pinched his hands without hesitation, and several figures flew out of his body, exchanging bodies with the farthest one of them.

At the moment of the exchange, the area where Han Zixie's previous body was located exploded directly, the trees flew sideways, the mountain collapsed, and all the other flying shadows were destroyed.

Then he fled forward without looking back, and even separated a few phantoms from his body again to be on the safe side, and then chose a direction that he thought was safest to exchange places.

This scene was seen by the big man, and he was very surprised to see Han Zixi fleeing, and then changed direction and chased after him again.

Behind the big man, the black-clothed boy also chased after him, and he was flying, because on his back, there was a pair of wings, but this wing was a little weird, wrapped in some white strips of cloth, and some strips of cloth were still fluttering in the wind, which was very terrifying.

Although his speed is not as fast as that of the big man, he is not slow either.

The sky slowly darkened, the clouds were very low, and the occasional mountain wind blew, causing the trees to sway and creaque, which was very permeable in this gloomy mountain.

Han Zixie's little face was gloomy and dripping, just now, he used the Shadow Soaring Technique, wanting to control a flying shadow away from the main body and fly in the direction of Ling'en City, but when it flew to about five hundred zhang, the flying shadow suddenly lost contact and collapsed.

This made his face look ugly, he had never thought about how far away his flying shadow could be from his body, the distance of five hundred zhang was just a matter of two breaths for the monk.

As for using the downwind sail, it is even more impossible, although the speed of the downwind sail is very fast, there is a disadvantage, that is, there is a process of starting acceleration, and when the speed has not yet risen, Han Zixie may be caught up in minutes.

Han Zixie didn't care about it at first, but now it seems to be very deadly.

And what made Han Zixi complain in his heart was that the messenger he sent was intercepted not long after he flew out.

Although Han Zixie was complaining in his heart, the big man who followed him was also bruised, and every time he was about to catch up with Han Zixie, Han Zixie immediately switched places with the strange flying shadow, changed directions and continued to escape.

The face of the young man behind the big man was not better than that of the big man, and the murderous intent in his eyes was heavier, and after chasing for so long, he didn't even catch up with the big man, which showed that Han Zixie's speed was extremely fast, and he was also a little monk, and he was jealous of those who were faster than him in speed.

Above the sky, among the clouds, there is a rumbling sound, occasionally there will be an electric dance silver snake shuttling through, in the darkness, the mountains and forests flash.

Han Zixie's figure jumped out of the mountain col, came to a valley, and landed on a boulder the size of two carriages, panting, sweating profusely, and in front of him was a cliff.

He sat on the stone with his buttocks, and there was white ash in his hand, which was scattered by him, which was the white ash that the spirit wood turned into after he absorbed the aura of the spirit wood.

Han Zixie's face was bitter, he knew that if he continued like this, he would eventually be caught up because of the exhaustion of his spiritual power.

"Why am I so unlucky, ahhhhhhh

Han Zixie's eyes suddenly flashed, he stood up from the stone, and in the distance as far as his eyes could see, a fierce shadow could be seen in the distance, and the momentum was surging.

"Uncle Han, I'm fighting with you!"

Dahan suddenly found that Han Zixie didn't move, although he was a little surprised, but now he couldn't wait to pinch Han Zixie to death in his hands, and his speed suddenly increased a little.

The big man landed and saw that in front of him, Han Zixie was holding a small sword in his hand, standing in front of the cliff, he did not immediately approach this Han Zixie.

This big man seems to be rough, but his mind is relatively detailed, even if Han Zixie is just a minor monk, he did not rush forward, but observed the environment around Han Zixie.

Beside Han Zixie, except for some grass and shrubs and some gravel, there was no other abnormality, and the big man's heart was a little relaxed.

"Boy, with your ability, you should be the top immortal in Xianyin Village!" the big man smiled, and slowly raised the sledgehammer in his hand.

"That's right, you, Uncle Han, and I are the first immortal of Xianyin. When Han Zixi heard what the other party said, a sense of pride actually rose in his heart, but his eyes were always on the hammer of the big man.

"Oh? but..."Before the big man finished speaking, he saw that Han Zixi actually turned around again and wanted to run away again.

Dahan snorted coldly, how could he let him appear twice for the same thing, the sledgehammer in his hand was thrown out by him in an instant, and the sledgehammer was as fast as thunder, and he caught up with Han Zixie in a snap of his fingers.

A cold sweat broke out from his back to the top of his head, but it was not Han Zixie, but this big man, the big man subconsciously twisted his body, but he still didn't avoid it completely.

"Ahh

A scream came out of the big man's mouth, and the big man was like a cat that had been stepped on by his tail, his body flashed, away from his original position, and he came to the cliff and leaned his back against the cliff.

At the position of his right shoulder, a cut was made in his clothes, blood came out, the skin was open, and the pain made the big man break out in a cold sweat.

A trace of regret flashed in Han Zixie's eyes, and blood dripped from the small sword in his hand.

Just now, at the moment when the sledgehammer smashed into him, he immediately swapped places with the flying shadow that he had hidden in the jungle behind the big man before, and then attacked the big man, but he didn't expect this big man to be so keen, and he avoided the fatal blow, but think about it, how can the monk be so easy to kill.

"I'm going to tear you apart. The big man's face was hideous, and being hurt by such a little ghost made him feel humiliated.

The big man's figure flashed and went straight to Han Zixie, he didn't dare to attack Han Zixie from a distance, for fear of being plotted by Han Zixie again.

Dahan punched at Han Zixie, Han Zixie saw that there was a fighting intent rising in his eyes, and he had the urge to confront Dahan, this impulse became more and more intense, turning into an irrepressible ruthlessness, condensed in Han Zixie's small fist, and also blasted out with a punch.

The confrontation between the big fist and the small fist, the contest between the minor friar and the monk is about to break out.

With a bang, Han Zixie felt a strong force and took two steps back, but it was no big deal, but Han Zixie was stunned.

In Han Zixie's eyes, the big man was like a throwing stone, which was thrown out and bombarded on the cliff, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Refining the body..."The big man looked at Han Zixie in shock and opened his mouth in shock.

"So you're so weak?" Han Zixi was a little surprised, and suddenly his big eyes flashed, and a lot of pride rose in his heart.

What Han Zixie didn't know was that this big man was not very old, only forty or fifty years old, in order to reach the realm of a monk as soon as possible, he didn't spend too much time refining his body, so that he seemed to be strong, but in fact, he was on the outside and inside and working.

Compared with Han Zixie, Han Zixie has been running to the immortal cultivation dojo thousands of zhang high every day since he was four or five years old, and the baptism of the immortal hidden earth spirit qi at home is naturally much stronger than ordinary people.

Not to mention that he drank the spiritual liquid of the Realm Spirit Tree, and at this time his physical body had reached a verge of breakthrough, even if this great man was a monk cultivator, but in terms of physical strength, it was incomparable.

Dahan was also careless, he raised his right hand in pain, and then grabbed it, his sledgehammer flew and was caught in his hand, and then his fingers pinched the hammer and counted the points.

"Hammering the Iron Sheet. The big man shouted, and his sledgehammer actually began to melt.

The sledgehammer melted into molten iron and covered the whole body from Dahan's right hand, in Han Zixie's eyes, Dahan just turned into an iron man in an instant, laughed fiercely, and then quickly rushed towards Han Zixie again.

Han Zixi gritted his teeth, he couldn't delay any longer, if he waited until the young man in black arrived, it would be really fierce, he had a faint feeling that the young man in black was stronger than this big man!

The two of them, one big and one small, fought together again, roaring constantly, punching and kicking, punching to the flesh, and hitting Han Zixie's whole body in pain.

The big man was also uncomfortable, although he was protected by iron sheets, he was also shocked by Han Zixie's fist and his whole body was full of qi and blood.

With a bang, Han Zixie's body flew upside down, blood spurted out of his mouth, sprinkled in the air, but his expression remained the same, staring at the big man, his fingers pinched, and his body dissipated.

Then above the big man, Han Zixie's flying shadow appeared and condensed, and the small sword in his hand was clenched, stabbing at the big man fiercely.

But the big man didn't seem to be surprised, he looked up at Han Zixie who fell with a sword very calmly, the liquid in his hand changed into an iron thorn, his face was cruel, and he stabbed at Han Zixie.

But Han Zixie's eyes were sharp, and he didn't hide. Allowing the iron thorn to pierce into his abdomen, this scene made the big man's pupils extremely constricted, and his scalp tingled.

Han Zixi endured the sharp pain from his body, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, and with madness, he stabbed the small sword in his hand into the collarbone of the big man.

The small sword pierced the iron sheet of the big man and stuck it in the big man's collarbone, to the great surprise of the big man, Han Zixi actually clamped his waist tightly with his foot and wrapped him around.

Suddenly, a strong life-and-death crisis permeated Dahan's body, but he couldn't find the source of this crisis, but at this moment, the sky flashed with thunder, and Dahan was shocked to find that a huge black shadow above him smashed towards him at great speed, replacing his world and becoming all in his eyes.

At the moment when Han Zixie's body on Dahan's body was weakened, a loud bang spread throughout the entire valley, echoing for a moment, and then quieted down.

In this valley, in front of the cliff, the position where Dahan and Han Zixie fought before disappeared, and was replaced by a boulder the size of two carriages.

A thin figure fell from the cliff in the light of lightning and landed on the boulder.

Han Zixie's face was pale, blood flowed out of his abdomen, he crossed his knees on the boulder, took out a piece of spiritual wood, and held it in his hand to meditate and heal.

This boulder was previously stored in the storage bracelet by Han Zixie, and then he put the storage bracelet on a flying shadow hand, hid on the cliff, waited for the opportunity, and then had such an ending.

These thousands of catties of boulders, even if it is a great monk, he may be stoned to death if he is not careful, let alone this big man.

I don't know if this big man was born in peace, but he died quietly, and he didn't scream until he died, maybe he didn't have a chance......

After half a ring, the spirit wood in Han Zixie's hand turned into flying ashes, the wound on his abdomen stopped the bleeding, and he suddenly looked up at the sky in the distance.

Under the dark clouds in the sky, a black-clothed young man with a cold face of murderous intent, in the thunder and lightning, fanned his wings, and came quickly!

Raindrops are falling from the sky......