Seeing that Liu Xiaoxiao rescued Yang Zongheng, the other mages were all furious in their hearts, but Liu Daorong was secretly happy in his heart: Liu Xiaoxiao's move was undoubtedly a grudge with the families, so that the position of the head of the family belonged to him.

At this time, the other mages had already flown to chase after him, and they all knew that Yang Zongheng had two treasures, the magic wheel and the phoenix feather, so they all wanted to take advantage of this to take the treasures for themselves, and Liu Daorong was also busy stomping his body and rushing towards everyone like a breeze.

Although Liu Xiaoxiao's cultivation is high, there is still a big gap compared to those family elders, and the sky is already slightly bright at this time, which is not conducive to hiding. Seeing that those elders were about to catch up, just as she was thinking about countermeasures, a black mist quickly rose from the mountain, and soon enveloped the valley.

The mages were in the black fog, and their eyes could only reach a few meters around, as usual, even at night when they couldn't see their fingers, those mages could also distinguish Liu Xiaoxiao's location by their own cultivation alone, but this black fog came quite strangely, so they had to be distracted to be vigilant around, and their speed couldn't help but slow down.

Liu Xiaoxiao flew in the valley for more than an hour, and it was not until she couldn't feel the mage's breath behind her that she landed in a hidden place in the woods.

She put Yang Zongheng down, looked at Yang Zongheng who was full of blood, took out a pill and put it in his mouth, and then rested against a big tree.

"Why did you save me?" asked Yang Zongheng.

Liu Xiaoxiao said coldly: "You didn't take advantage of the danger of others under Qiyuntai, and it can be regarded as a kindness to me, I just repaid your personal favor." ”

Yang Zongheng smiled bitterly and stopped talking, he only felt the five organs in his body rolling, and he couldn't help coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Xiaoxiao saw that Yang Zongheng was seriously injured, and couldn't help frowning: "Those people didn't have such great hostility towards you a few days ago, why are they all going to kill you all of a sudden now?"

This is exactly what Yang Zongheng is puzzled about, if he wants to kill him, when he first came to Luoshan City, they should have done it, why wait until now?

Besides, it is understandable that the Bai Mo family wants to kill him, after all, he has killed two mages, but as for the other families, he has not offended them.

Yang Zongheng couldn't figure it out and said, "Maybe they want the phoenix feather and magic wheel on my body." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao nodded, and now she can only explain it like this.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a tiger roar, and then the cold wind around them was blowing, and the black fog was moving, like an underwater undercurrent.

When the two were stunned, they saw a mage suddenly appear in front of the two, Liu Xiaoxiao was just about to get up, only to feel a gust of wind flying overhead, and a colorful tiger pounced on the mage with bursts of evil aura on its body.

The mage didn't have time to cast the spell, so he had to avoid it for a while, only to see that he jumped upward, already more than a foot higher than the tiger, but the tiger stepped on the black mist with its front paws, as if with the help of a rock, and turned around suddenly, and the blood basin mouth had already bitten the mage's thigh.

Hearing the mage's exclamation, the big insect and tiger shook their heads, and the mage became two, and the blood stained the surrounding mountains, rocks, grass and trees red.

This scene was so rapid that it was impossible for Liu Xiaoxiao and Yang Zongheng to escape while they were fighting, and the two couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when they looked at the remains of the mage and the blood all over the ground.

The tiger licked the blood from his mouth, roared and slowly approached Yang Zongheng and Liu Xiaoxiao.

Yang Zongheng said in a low voice: "I'll block it, you go first." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao held the jade willow branch in her hand and stared at the tiger vigilantly and said, "Since I saved you, I should send you out of the valley alive, otherwise I won't give up halfway." ”

Yang Zongheng said anxiously: "I am seriously injured now, and it is estimated that I will not live long, if I can help you before I die, it will be a good thing." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao said coldly: "If you want to die, wait for me to send you out of the valley, I will return the favor, and it has nothing to do with me whether you want to die or live at that time." ”

At this moment, the tiger suddenly pounced on Yang Zongheng, Yang Zongheng hurriedly sacrificed the magic wheel to resist, but the tiger suddenly threw the magic wheel on the ground, Yang Zongheng was also blown to the ground by the strong wind brought by the tiger, and the distance between him and the tiger was only one meter at this time.

"My life is on the line. Yang Zongheng couldn't help but sigh.

But the tiger glanced at Yang Zongheng, who was lying on the ground, but no longer moved forward, but turned to the side, Yang Zongheng took a closer look, and it turned out that Liu Xiaoxiao's jade willow branches had surrounded the tiger.

The tiger immediately made a gesture to pounce on Liu Xiaoxiao when he was in pain, but as soon as Liu Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth, the jade willow branch immediately tightened, and cut the tiger into several sections in an instant.

Looking at the corpse of the tiger, Yang Zongheng couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Liu Xiaoxiao sneered, pointed to the mage who was bitten by the tiger into two sections, and teased Yang Zongheng: "If I leave, you will end up with him." ”

Yang Zongheng was a little embarrassed, and Liu Xiaoxiao asked, "Can you still stand up?"

Yang Zongheng was about to get up in pain, but Liu Xiaoxiao had already arrived at his side, grabbed his arm, helped him up, and the two stumbled along the valley and walked out.

The two of them hadn't gone far before they heard the roar of a tiger coming from the black fog again, accompanied by the sound of a fight.

"And the tigers?" Liu Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

"It may be because of the 'Tiger Incense'. Yang Zongheng explained, so he told a little about the encounter with the tigers in the mountains of the Sea Clan.

Liu Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I don't know if the Flying Xuanhu has appeared." ”

Yang Zongheng smiled bitterly: "I just hope that it won't appear now, otherwise my situation will not be enough for it to have a supper." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but wonder.

The two of them had a distance to move forward, and suddenly the black mist in front of them rolled, and one person flew into the two of them as if out of control.

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly shook the jade willow branch, and the figure fell in front of the two, only to see that the mage's shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood, showing white bones, and he had already lost his breath.

"This tiger is really dreamy, and even these mages are no match for them. Yang Zongheng sighed.

Liu Xiaoxiao said: "It's better for us to bypass the road ahead." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the side, and at this time, a person rushed out of the black fog, it turned out to be Wang Yufu, at this time Wang Yufu's face was stained, and his clothes were a little tattered.

Yang Zongheng and Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly raised their guard, but Wang Yufu just glanced at them fiercely, and then swept past them.

The two were surprised when they saw a tiger pounce.

Yang Zongheng didn't care about the eight directions of thunder at this time, and hurriedly kicked out a kick, sacrificing the blood phoenix and phoenix feathers, and the fierce tiger saw the blood-colored phoenix spinning and pounced towards him, and hurriedly stepped on the black mist and rushed into the air, instantly disappearing in it.

The blood phoenix phoenix feather burrowed into the black mist, only to hear a loud noise in the black mist, and then heard a tiger roar.

After that, the black mist began to flow like a river, and after a while, the surroundings were clear, and Yang Zongheng saw that more than a dozen corpses of mages and tigers had fallen around him, all of them were blurred with flesh and blood, and their limbs were incomplete, and they were miserable.

The living mages were also unkempt and out of breath, long since lost the prestige of the beginning.

More than a dozen colorful tigers slowly walked in the direction of the black mist, and when the black fog became thinner, everyone found that a tiger with a pitch-black body and wings was standing behind the black mist, and the black mist continued to pour into the mouth and nose of the black tiger.

"Flying Tiger?"