If it was in normal times, he would definitely not leave, he would have to kill them all, but now it is different, there are still people in the secret, I don't know the other party's cultivation, he is seriously injured, if he doesn't leave and let the other party block it, then his little life will be in danger.

At that moment, a huge slap slapped down on top of his head without the slightest warning.

"Bang. "The blood-robed masked man was nailed to the ground as if he were nailing, and the person who shot it was not Yuwen Zhouyuan, but a half-step true emperor of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan.

If the people of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan don't make a move, Yuwen Zhouyuan will make a move, but the place where he makes a move will not be here.

"Kill...... Leave all seven of them here. The half-step True Emperor who shot just now said.

Seeing this, Yuwen Juyuan left the woods, with his understanding of the blood-red robe mask man, of course the other party would not be appointed like this, he definitely had to escape, if he didn't escape, there was only a dead end.

"Hand over the Magic Spirit Stone and spare your life. The master of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan said, holding a longbow in his hand, and he didn't know what material the arrow feathers were made of to face the deep pit in the place.

There was no movement in that pit, and Yuwen Juyuan knew that the other party was waiting for the opportunity.

At this moment, suddenly, a blood-red figure burst out of the deep pit and fled quickly.

"Escape, can you escape?" the half-step True Emperor said in a cold voice, the arrow feather in his hand was launched, the speed was extreme, and it was almost impossible to see clearly, although it pierced the figure, but the figure continued to run forward as if it was not aware of it.

Also, anyone can understand that life is much more important than physical pain.

"I don't believe you can escape my palm. The half-step True Emperor said coldly, and his figure flashed and chased after him.

A faint smile appeared on Yuwen Joowon's face.

As soon as the half-step True Emperor chased out, another figure flew out from the deep pit on the ground, and then fled frantically, Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a cold light in his eyes, and followed, he didn't have time to care about the battle between the masters of the Scaly Horn Clan and the Demon Wood Spirit Clan, what he wanted was the Magic Spirit Stone, and the life of the blood-red robe mask man.

Just now, when the blood-red figure burst out of the deep pit, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that it was fake, because the blood-red figure did not exude the unique mood fluctuations of life.

Just ask me, how can a person who flees in a hurry not have emotional fluctuations! This is certainly impossible, unless it is fake.

Yuwen Zhouyuan just followed for a breath, and the half-step True Emperor who was chasing the fake blood-red figure turned around and chased after him, the other party was wearing a black master costume, and his whole body was wrapped, and he couldn't see the change in his expression at all, but it was certain that the other party's face must be extremely ugly.

At this time, the twelve half-step True Emperors were here to cut through the fierce battle, and the burst of light could be seen for dozens of miles.

"Boom. The light was brilliant, and the monstrous energy was four volumes, Leng Xiangzu's body flew out upside down, and there was still an arrow feather stuck in his body, and he was seriously injured in an instant.

Leng Xiangzu got up from the ground, his robe was stained with a little red blood, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow feather inserted in his chest at once, and a stream of blood burst out, and the blood flowed nonstop.

Leng Xiangzu tapped a few times on his chest, and the blood from the wound was still flowing, but it was much slower than just now.

"Master of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan, our Scaly Horn Clan has no grievances with you, why are you ambushing us?" Leng Xiangzu looked at the master in front of him with a pale face.

"No grievances, no revenge, you said this very easily, why didn't you say such things when you and the masters of the Feather Wing Clan sneaked up on our Demon Wood Spirit Clan's human realm?"

"That was hundreds of years ago, why are you still holding on to it?" Leng Xiangzu said coldly.

"Hmph, the seeds of hatred have been planted, how can you forget? What's more, the people of your Scaly Horn Clan are really too deceitful, and it is really shameless to send an innate strong person to kill the people under the innate realm of my Demon Wood Spirit Clan's stronghold, let's calculate this account carefully, in the future, only you Scaly Horn Clan and our Demon Wood Spirit Clan masters have a conflict, and they will all be killed, and now you can die." The master's eyes burned with hatred, and five star-shaped hidden weapons appeared in his hand, emitting a faint blue light, and at a glance he knew that they were contaminated with poison.

The poisons of the masters of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan are not ordinary poisons, their poisons are all poisons that have been painstakingly researched by countless generations, and they can kill the innate powerhouses.

The hidden weapon in his hand swayed out, and the sharp scream stimulated every nerve of Leng Xiangzu.

"Poof......" Although he tried his best to dodge, he was stabbed in the arm by a hidden weapon because he was too badly injured.

Leng Xiangzu's arm turned black in an instant, and a black aura filled his face, his eyelids blinked a few times, and then he fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, you're not dead, at most, the teacher makes you worse off than dead. The master said coldly, and then turned his gaze to the monk who was at the peak of the True King.

"You should be the youngest son of the leader of the Scaly Horn Clan here, and I only need your arm. The master finished speaking, and then he vanished, a white light flashing through, and the right arm of the young master of the scaly clan was cut off.

The master of the True King was extremely pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he still didn't scream.

At this time, the rest of the Scaly Horn Clan also fell into disadvantage, being suppressed and beaten, and their combat power was not much after being seriously injured, and their hearts were aggrieved and bitter.

Yuwen Zhouyuan hid in the void and followed closely behind the blood-red robed masked man, and there was a half-step True Emperor chasing after the two.

The half-step True Emperor was about three hundred zhang away from the two of them.

At this time, the distance was still slowly shortening, and at this time, the blood-robed masked man who was running forward suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood shrouded his whole body, and the speed suddenly increased by three or four times, and Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly used all his speed to catch up.

After about half a pillar of incense, he finally got rid of the master.

The blood-red robed masked man landed in a mountain forest, and he sat under a tree panting, his eyes flashing with a blood-red light.

The blood-robed masked man was thinking about why this plan failed, who was the person who broke his formation, could it be the master of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan? It is very likely that they didn't want me to kill the people of the Scaly Horn Clan, they were afraid that my strength would increase, and then they sent someone to destroy the formation, so that we would both lose, they would take advantage of the fisherman, clever, really clever, I didn't expect that I would also be calculated.

At this time, the blood-robed masked man suddenly felt that something was wrong, it was all a feeling, but he didn't know what was wrong.

You can't stay here for long, the blood-robed mask said in his heart, and then he stood up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a force struck at him, and the speed of this force was so fast that the blood-robed masked man didn't have time to dodge.

"Bang. The blood-robed masked man's body flew upside down and landed on the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth, and the blood contained fragments of internal organs.

"Why don't you take a break, it really took me a lot of effort to catch up with you. Yuwen Zhouyuan said, looking at the black stone in his hand, he knew that this was the so-called magic spirit stone.

"You...... How did you catch up?" the masked man looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and asked, his eyes flashed red, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, as if he was staring at Yuwen Zhouyuan like a poisonous snake, "You broke my formation?"

"Indeed, fortunately, I have studied more formations in the clan, otherwise it would have been planted in your hands this time, let me see what kind of face is hidden under your mask. Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly, a suction force in his hand came out, and he wanted to take off the mask on the other party's face.

"Don't think about it. The blood-red robe masked man's body turned, and at the same time, a blood curtain came out, blocking the suction in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan flipped in his hand and slowly pushed it out, the suction power changed, and a surging energy burst out in his palm.

The blood-red robe masked man was knocked out again by Yuwen Juyuan, and his injuries were extremely serious, his internal organs were almost all shattered, and his qi and blood were exhausted.

"I'm not so easy to die, Demon Wood Spirit Clan master, you wait for my crazy revenge!" said the blood-red robed masked man hatefully, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the three mouthfuls of blood were quietly suspended in the void, which contained powerful blood qi.

"Blood. The blood-red robe masked man read two words, and suddenly disappeared, the speed was extremely fast, as if a rainbow light shone between the heavens and the earth, and disappeared.

Looking at the direction in which the other party left, Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a touch of disappointment, and some regrets, he knew that he would not talk nonsense with him in this way, and killed him directly, but seeing that the blood-red robe mask man was seriously injured, he wanted to hit the other party, but he didn't expect to let the other party run away like this.

No, fortunately, the blood-robed masked man's injuries were very serious, and he couldn't recover after two or three months.

Through this time, Yuwen Jooyuan has learned a lesson, no matter what the time, you must not be careless, and you must be absolutely calm.

On the side of Luoyu Peak, the battle was extremely fierce, the light was shining, brilliant and gorgeous, and the energy was monstrous, and several people of the Scaly Horn Clan were completely in a predicament, and they were all seriously injured, but in the face of the attack of the masters of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan, they still persevered.

"Bang ......" The body of a half-step True Emperor master of the Scaly Horn Clan flew upside down, a mouthful of red blood spurted out, his face was as pale as paper, and he almost lost his combat effectiveness.

This person's defeat seemed to be the fuse, the other four were all knocked to the ground, the seven people of the Scaly Horn Clan, embarrassed, all were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness, in the process of fighting, it was inevitable that there would be injuries, three of them became disabled, and the master of the Demon Wood Spirit Clan was intact.

This is also because the people of the Scaly Horn Clan were injured at the beginning, otherwise I am afraid that it will be a lose-lose situation.