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He Feng only knows how to keep running, in the rivers and lakes, if you want to get rid of others, you can't have a fluke mentality, so He Feng runs as fast as possible and runs as far as possible.

After recovering a little bit of true qi, you can use light skills for luck, and if you can't fly, you can use the most primitive two-legged run, which can not only escape faster, but also disrupt the hunter's tracking.

He Feng's physical strength has almost been exhausted, and he has only relied on his will to support him. By the quiet creek at the edge of the forest, He Feng finally couldn't support it, so he had to put down the rain buds and reluctantly sit down.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" the frightened Yuya finally came back to her senses and asked the master crying.

"The master is fine, Yu'er is good, just let the master rest. He Feng raised his hand and stroked Yuya's head a few times, and said weakly.

He Feng tore his sleeve with one hand, bandaged the wound in pain, closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged, slowly breathing the faint true qi in his body. Yuya was very sensible, just stayed quietly aside, staring at the master, with rain on her face, but she couldn't hold back.

It is almost dusk, the sunset is weak, the cicadas are weak, and the frogs want to sing.

He Feng breathed for nearly two hours, his true qi recovered two or three percent, and the wound stopped bleeding, worrying that the internal injury was not light, and it would take more time to recover. He Feng slowly opened his eyes, that is, he came into contact with Yu Ya's concerned eyes, and a burst of sadness hit his heart, Yu Ya has been worrying about himself by his side, but this little girl is bitter.

Yuya saw that the master's complexion was much better, and a pure smile finally appeared on his face, "Hehe, master, you finally woke up! Who are those villains, why are you beating us?"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher, I'll definitely find out if I'm a teacher. When the time comes, tell Yu'er and let Yu'er beat them well. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Although it was just a few moves just now, it was thrilling, and He Feng still had palpitations now. I have never suffered such a big loss or suffered such a serious injury since I walked the rivers and lakes on my own. What is the origin of those two people? Judging from the different weapons used, they don't look like they belong to a certain sect, but why do they all raid on him? He Feng couldn't figure it out.

There was also the Cold Moon Sword, and He Feng remembered the strangeness of the Cold Moon Sword. The last dying blow just now, where did he get such a skill, it must be because of the Cold Moon Sword after drinking blood. He Feng hurriedly pulled out the Cold Moon Sword, and found that the Cold Moon Sword had long since lost the dark red it had just now, and some light red spots were stained on the sword body, and they had not completely faded. Unexpectedly, this sword was so bloodthirsty, and He Feng unconsciously felt unfamiliar with this sword.

Hey, there are words on the sword, although it is not obvious, and the small notches on the lines are almost hidden, and even some of the strokes have disappeared, but He Feng can still make it with difficulty:

Cold Moon Moon Flower Saprophyte Gate

The core has been burned by fire

The sun does not extinguish the yin and yang

The people of Broken Lun on the cliff

He Feng confirmed that he couldn't see these words before, maybe because the sword only appeared after drinking blood, and as the pale red of the sword body became less and less, these words gradually disappeared.

Unexpectedly, the sword that he had carried with him for so many years had so many secrets, and He Feng was puzzled. He Feng remembered that the words mentioned saprophytes, and sure enough, the stone was related to his sword.

"Be careful" He Feng suddenly pulled the rain bud into his arms, and a flash of light swept over the place where the rain bud was just now, and a splash of water jumped up rapidly. He Feng was shocked into a cold sweat, fortunately, he was attacked before, and his vigilance increased a lot, and he detected the sound of the wind from the hidden weapon in time, otherwise He Feng was holding a corpse now.

Dozens of masked black-clothed people instantly appeared a few feet away from He Feng, forming an encirclement trend.

With so many people appearing at once this time, He Feng was surprised that the other party came so quickly. These people are so uniformly dressed and so responsive, they must be a terrible organization with very high discipline. Now that he is seriously injured, his true qi has only recovered two or three percent, even if he gets these dozens of people, there will still be more masters arriving later. It seems that he has provoked a difficult person, He Feng secretly complained.

"I don't know what kind of sect you are, if He Mou has offended before, I hope you will forgive me. Although He Feng was seriously injured, he deliberately raised his voice when he spoke, and he seemed full of energy.

"Kill!"

He Feng received a very indifferent response, and dozens of people came to besiege him with knives. He Feng is helpless, he can't fight hard, and escape is the best policy. When the other party was about to gather, he picked up the rain bud, jumped hard, and flew out of the encirclement.

Before He Feng could settle down, dozens of black cold arrows flew from behind him. He Feng backhanded a sword, a sword qi cut off all the swords, He Feng just wanted to take a breath, another arrow followed, not far from He Feng, it turned out that the man in black shot out the mother arrow, the arrow and the mother arrow almost at the same time, the mother arrow was in front, and the more powerful arrow followed.

He Feng was shocked, it was too late to swing his sword again, and many arrows tacitly sealed He Feng's left and right retreats. He Feng suddenly turned over, fell backwards, his back fell heavily to the ground, sliding, and finally seized the gap without arrows below, and escaped a catastrophe.

He Feng couldn't care so much, and flew into the dense forest without looking back. The people in black also chased into the deep forest.

With the cover of the trees, He Feng was finally able to relieve a little nervousness, and Yuya obediently hugged He Feng's neck and huddled tightly in the master's arms.

But soon He Feng found that he was not much easier, these men in black were obviously masters of tracking, even in such an easy place to hide, he Feng's location could still be quickly discovered.

He Feng jumped around in embarrassment on the tree, his physical strength was exhausted again, and once or twice he reacted a little slowly, and was shot by a cold arrow, fortunately, due to being in the air, the speed of the arrow slowed down, and it did not hurt He Feng's vital point, but the severe pain did not decrease, and He Feng almost fainted several times.

In the dense forest, He Feng was used to hiding in the trees, and the attention of the man in black was also focused on searching the trees. He Feng decided not to go to the tree, so he hid behind the trunk, which had an excellent effect, and when there were many people in black, He Feng could not be found, and the search area gradually dispersed.

When a man in black approached the place where He Feng was hiding, He Feng suddenly floated, and the Cold Moon Sword instantly pressed against the throat of the man in black.

"Who are you?" He Feng lowered his voice, and before the words fell, the man in black suddenly weakened his legs and fell. He Feng was surprised, and tore off the mask, it turned out that he had already taken poison. He Feng didn't intend to kill him, but he ran into a dead soldier.

There are three kinds of dead soldiers, one is the great loyalty, unswerving to death, this kind of person is the most terrible, and he will never give up in order to achieve his goal. The second is for money, cornered, and doing everything. The third is to be coerced, the dearest and beloved are pinched in the hands of others, and they would rather die to keep their relatives safe.

Which one are you? He Feng sighed regretfully.

He Feng searched the whole body of the man in black and found no valuable information. When he was about to give up, He Feng noticed that under the back of the black-clothed man's ear, there was a black symbol the size of a thumb. The symbol is simple, similar to a ring, a ring with a small pearl-like dot on the top of the ring. Presumably this is the hallmark of their organization, He Feng secretly blamed himself for being so negligent just now, and almost didn't notice it.

He Feng wanted to search carefully again, and suddenly felt that another man in black was approaching this side. He Feng repeated his old tricks, but this time he took the lead in pinching the mouth of the man in black and pulled out the poison sac in his mouth. The man in black suddenly softened, and despair flooded his eyes.

"What kind of organization are you?" He Feng asked viciously.

"Ground... Hell League. The man in black replied tremblingly.

"Why are you chasing me?" He Feng looked behind the ears of the man in black, wondering if this man in black didn't have that symbol, wasn't that the sign of the Hell Alliance?

He Feng was looking forward to the answer of the man in black, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden mutation, and sharp arrows kept shooting, He Feng didn't have time to pull away from the man in black, and the man in black was killed by an arrow.

He Feng blamed himself very much, and another person died because of himself.

A whistle pierced through the dense forest, and the man in black who was shooting arrows gathered his companions, and He Feng had to continue to flee.

Fortunately, the sky is getting weaker, hiding like ink, and there is no shadow in the night.