I saw Yan Lige, who was among the disciples of the Wind Spirit Sect, suddenly snorted miserably, spurted blood from his mouth, his body fell crookedly, and he fell from under the flying sword, and his fellow disciples beside him were shocked one by one.

Yuwen Zhou's Yuan Du continued to flee, but his divine consciousness was dispersed, condensed on one of the enemies, and as soon as his mind moved, another Wind Spirit Sect disciple fell miserably.

As a result, the pursuing Wind Spirit Sect disciples involuntarily stopped, not daring to continue. Only the True Master Stage Worship and the three True Master Stage Monks didn't care at all, staring at the place pointed by the bird and sparrow spirit weapon flying in the air in the distance, and chased out.

With a wave of his hand, a small black mountain-shaped stone flew out of his sleeve, and after a few quick turns in mid-air, it turned into a giant peak, and with the monk's sneering finger, the giant peak immediately smashed down.

At the moment of smashing, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body under the ground immediately turned around and dodged.

The monk's smile was even colder, and he waved his fingers again and again, and the giant peak smashed down violently and continuously, and in a series of roars, a black shadow rushed away from the ground, and after glancing at the four people coldly, he quickly flew away.

"Boy, obediently hand over the magic weapon purchased in the Refining Pavilion, or die!" The real monk who commanded Jufeng to smash Yuwen Zhouyuan said in a low voice, his eyes like lightning.

As soon as his words fell, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, and an extremely strong sword qi stabbed violently, he was horrified in his heart, and his body moved a few inches to the left, and then he felt a pain in his chest, feeling something pierce into it, and then drilled out of his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

"What kind of flying sword is this!It can teleport, and the lethality is so powerful!" His face turned pale, revealing a palpitating expression, if he hadn't dodged quickly just now, I'm afraid he would have died here today.

Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly sighed a pity, and with a call of his right hand, the teleportation flying sword appeared in his hand in a flash.

The other two real monks all had shocked expressions on their faces, and without saying a word, they hit several defensive magic weapons in a row, and then they stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan with sparkling eyes.

In the early days of the true master, when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's shot so sharp, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said secretly: "It's interesting, not only is the person slippery, but the magic weapon used is also extraordinary, it seems that this kid may really have treasures worth getting!"

Yuwen Juyuan glanced at the person shrouded in black mist, and with a shake of his body, the sword continued to fly forward quickly.

The other two real monks glanced at each other, glanced at the True Master Offering in the black mist, and then looked at the flying sword hovering outside Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, with a look of greed in their eyes, and without saying a word, they chased out again.

The True Master who was shrouded in black fog nodded, nodded and said to the injured True Age Elder: "That's right, if you can't meet an opponent, you won't chase after it, this will leave you with demons, and your cultivation will be greatly affected in the future!

"Yes! The injured monk agreed, and then took several pills in succession, and then catalyzed some pills and applied them to the wound.

Then he chased down with the early True Master monk wrapped in the black mist, during which the injured real monk threw out several defensive magic weapons one after another, and the surrounding body was impermeable, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the real monk hesitated, took out the jade slip, put it on his forehead for a while, and threw it out, and the jade slip disappeared in a few flickers.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense swept away, and found that the four people were still pursuing, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, these four people must have the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures, so that a true master master can chase and kill with three real stage monks, it is the first time for Yuwen Zhouyuan now, and only real monks can deal with him before.

It was the first time that this True Master Monk had personally chased and killed him, but fortunately, he had contact with the True Master Monk when he was on the Great and Small Emerald Islands, and he was more familiar with their aura, otherwise he really wouldn't dare to say that he could be so calm.

Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly said in his heart that if there was only one True Master Early Stage Cultivator, he would also have the strength to fight, but the other party still had three True Stage Monks, although all of them were True Stage Cultivators, but they should not be underestimated.

However, once Yuwen Zhouyuan succeeded in advancing to the True Master, then killing these four people would be as simple as crushing ants.

Because he was more taboo about the person in the early stage of the true master, Yuwen Zhouyuan chose to retreat.

Under the pursuit of the four people, Yuwen Zhouyuan fled for a day and a night, and the other party waved countless magic weapons during the period, slowly, Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little lacking in mental strength, and after the teleportation flying sword sneaked attack once, the other party had a guard against it when it was used, and the effect was not good.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes became colder and colder, he stared at the four of them with his divine sense, and found that the early master of the true master did not seem to be in a hurry to make a move on him, and he also deliberately fell behind, it seemed that the other party had the mentality of cat and mouse.

However, this is an excellent opportunity for Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowed down the speed of escape, allowing himself to appear as if his true power was exhausted, and when the unemployed ancient famous real monk was far from being able to send out the third layer of the sad state of "Heartbeat Without a Trace", he whispered in his mouth: "Heartbroken, God hurts!"

As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan's words fell, the eyes of the three pursuing real monks suddenly flashed red, and their hearts were as if they had been hit hard by a huge hammer, and at the same time, the divine consciousness in their brains was shocked, and their mouths and noses immediately flowed, and after their bodies shook a few times, their eyes showed unprecedented horror and solemnity.

The monk who was injured before spurted a mouthful of blood again, his eyes were red, and his face showed a look of pain, if it wasn't for someone around him to grab it, he would definitely fall off the flying sword.

"He is definitely not a simple mid-stage human being, he should be the kind of monk who is only a little short of entering the true master stage!" the injured candidate took a deep breath, calmed down the tremor's divine sense, and said to the two people around him.

"No matter what kind of cultivation he is, we must kill him, otherwise with this person's supernatural powers, if he succeeds in advancing to the True Master, the three of us will definitely die! In addition, if we can't join forces to take him down, Uncle Mo who is following behind will also kill us!"

Hearing this person say this, the other two couldn't help but fight a cold war, and the picture of the early stage True Master cultivator torturing the enemy in the black mist suddenly appeared in front of them, it was worse than death!

Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, the power of the third layer of "Heartbeat Without a Trace" was affected by his cultivation, and because it was far away from the three of them, it did not produce the expected suburban fruit, which made his heart gloomy.

Although they did not kill the three of them, they also injured the three of them, which looked serious, but for the True Age Monk, it only took a little recuperation to recover.

If there were only three people on the other side, and there was no master in the early stage of the True Master, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not need to run away at all, and it should be okay to kill the three people in one battle, but now, he can only run!

Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed in his heart and hurriedly flew forward.

Six hours later, the sky was getting dark, and the attack technique in Yuwen Zhouyuan's "Heart Without a Trace" had been used several times, and each time he could only delay a little, his divine sense swept away, and he suddenly stood up, turning to look at the enemy who had been chasing him for two days and one night.

The three of them were also exhausted, but they couldn't help chasing, because the worship lord they called Uncle Mo had already given them a death order, and the other party had just left a trace of divine consciousness on them after giving them the order, and then hurriedly went to do another thing.

Because of the order of the surname Mo, and because they knew that as long as they didn't chase them, once the other party was promoted to the true master in the future, the three of them would die and have no place to be buried, so they could only chase after them anyway.

At this time, seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly stop, the three of them were all puzzled.

It turned out that Yuwen Zhouyuan could no longer sense the pursuit of the True Master Stage master, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to destroy the enemy, how could he miss it.

Yuwen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Lao Tzu has never been so embarrassed to advance to the real human stage, and he has been chased by three people who are not as good as himself, and now if he doesn't slaughter these three people, how can he snow the hatred in his heart!"

I saw Yuwen Zhouyuan holding the teleportation flying sword in his right hand, the cold light flashed in his eyes, his head moved with the wind, and the corners of his clothes were even more crackling.

Three Yuanshen magic weapon flying swords were protected around his body, flashing a trace of coldness.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's left hand was beaten, and he saw a red flame appear in his left hand, and as soon as this flame appeared, the surrounding air immediately became hot, and this flame was the chaotic fire that Yuwen Zhouyuan had been cultivating in the fire spirit array in his Heavenly Book Space.

This chaotic fire, Yuwen Zhouyuan has never been used against the enemy, but only used to assist in refining elixirs and spiritual weapons, today he released this fire to test the power of the chaotic fire after being promoted during this period of time, and he also wanted to end the battle quickly!

As soon as the Chaos Flame appeared, the faces of the three True Cultivators all changed drastically, and before they could make any moves, Yuwen Zhouyuan waved down his right hand, and the fist-sized Chaos Flame slowly floated towards them.

It seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and the wind blowing from the surrounding sky has also turned into hot wind at this moment, like a fire snake, quickly condensing into an entity, and winding towards the three of them.

Without any hesitation, the three of them immediately scattered in all directions, but the speed of the chaotic fire suddenly increased, and at an incredible angle, it touched the arm of the monk who had been injured many times, and in the blink of an eye, the monk didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body turned into a red color, which dissipated in an instant.

Only his storage bag was left in mid-air, Yuwen Zhouyuan made a huge operation, instantly collected the person's storage bag, and then the magic trick hit the chaotic fire, and continued to float towards the next monk, but at this moment, suddenly there was a gust of wind and thunder in the distance, and then seven or eight long rainbows broke through the air.

There is even an overwhelming coercion pressing from all directions, and it's not good that the True Master Monk is chasing after him!

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face changed, and as soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, the chaotic fire immediately withdrew into his body, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

At the same time, he released the Iron Wing Flying Snake King Wing, swallowed a handful of elixir that replenished spiritual power, held the medium-grade spirit stone in both hands, and kept fanning his wings to compress the space and flee into the distance.