Running wildly all the way, Yang Ming's brain quickly thought about how to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind him, but the middle-aged man's close pursuit made him dispel the idea of escaping.

"Even if Lao Tzu dies, I will tear off a piece of flesh from you......" Gritting his teeth viciously, the rushing figure suddenly stopped, and then took the initiative to turn around and rush towards the middle-aged man.

Seeing that Yang Ming actually stopped, and rushed towards him desperately, the middle-aged man's face couldn't help but show a hideous smile, this time he wanted to see if the young man who was making a mess of Tiger Ridge had three heads and six arms.

The middle-aged man stomped heavily on the soles of his feet, and his body was like a tiger descending from a mountain, and pounced on Yang Ming.

When charging backwards, Yang Ming pulled out the black iron sword behind him, and his spirit entered an ethereal state, and a sword momentum enveloped the middle-aged man, and the whole person was like a lonely mountain, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

Nine Swords of the Lonely Mountain: The Third Sword!

This sword almost exhausted most of the internal force in Yang Ming's body, and at the same time, it was also his most powerful sword, if this could not kill the middle-aged man, then, the best way was to leave quickly, otherwise he would definitely die.

The black iron sword in Yang Ming's hand slashed through the air, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, and stabbed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who rushed under the rush, his pupils contracted slightly, his figure suddenly stopped, he took out the tiger head knife from his back, and looked coldly at Yang Ming, who was rushing over, and the internal force in the veins suddenly exploded and surged out.

The middle-aged man shouted violently, clenched the tiger head knife in his hand, and slashed towards Yang Ming with domineering energy.

"This middle-aged man is at least ...... in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm"

Looking at the momentum that erupted from the middle-aged man's body, Yang Ming's solemn face suddenly became dark, according to his current strength, it was far from enough to fight against the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, besides, the other party was still a master of the Tiger Roar Hall who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time and had a lot of combat experience.

You must find the right opportunity to leave, otherwise you will really plant it this time.

Yang Ming's brain spun rapidly, and the third sword of Gushan that he immediately stabbed out suddenly increased its strength, and collided with the tiger head knife fiercely.

Bang!

At the moment when the sword was handed over, a piercing sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded, and when the two collided, Yang Ming felt a powerful rebound force surging towards him.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming was not surprised or overjoyed, and endured the stuffiness coming from his chest, with the help of this rebound force, Yang Ming's body retreated sharply, and then rushed forward desperately.

The middle-aged man is not very comfortable, and the power of Yang Ming's sword is in his eyes, although it can't pose a threat to him yet, but if it just hinders his pursuit, there should obviously be no problem.

After stumbling a step or two, the middle-aged man stabilized his figure, looking at Yang Ming's gradually smaller figure, his face couldn't help but sink slightly.

"This kid has a lot of strength......"

With a cold snort, the middle-aged figure burst out again, chasing after Yang Ming.

"Boy, you can't escape, don't resist anymore. Behind Yang Ming, the middle-aged man was in hot pursuit, watching the continuous closing distance with the front, the middle-aged man said loudly.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile coldly, his body skyrocketed again, and he rushed towards the mountains, the difference in strength between himself and the middle-aged man was too great, only in the dense jungle could he find a glimmer of life.

The largest mountain near Tiecheng is the Devil's Horn Ridge, which is about 20 kilometers away, and hundreds of years ago, it was originally the territory of the cult, but after the cult was exterminated by the famous and decent sect, it became a lonely mountain and wild forest.

However, even if this cult was exterminated, it left some unknown dangers, and ordinary people did not dare to break in alone.

Judging from the map, this place was marked with red dots, and Yang Ming also noticed this place, if he had a choice, he didn't want to break into such a dangerous place at all.

For others, Magic Horn Ridge may be a place of death, but for Yang Ming, who is facing a life and death crisis, only by entering here can he strive for a glimmer of life.

Under Yang Ming's almost desperate pursuit, more than twenty kilometers passed in the blink of an eye, speaking of which, he really had to thank Lin Tianchong, if it weren't for the devil's training during that time, Yang Ming might not have been able to hold on to now, and he would not have had the opportunity to enter the Devil's Horn Ridge.

Magic Horn Ridge, not so much a mountain, is more appropriate to say that it is a forest, the environment here is very harsh, either a swamp or a poisonous insect beast, which is even worse than the primeval forest of Yang Ming's previous life.

This kind of place is also only liked by cult people.

As soon as he entered the Demon Horn Ridge, Yang Ming smelled a strong fishy smell, which made his brows furrow slightly, but when life and death were at stake, he couldn't help but think about it more, so he could only rush forward one by one until he got rid of the middle-aged man behind him.

"Bastard!"

Seeing Yang Ming's figure rushing into the Demon Horn Ridge, the middle-aged man who knew the danger inside couldn't help but stop, his face was gloomy and a little terrifying, a martial artist who had opened up the eight veins and entered the late stage of the Tongmai Realm couldn't catch up with a kid in the early stage of the Tongmai Realm, if this was spread out, he wouldn't laugh off other people's big teeth!

As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became hot, he snorted coldly, and muttered in the voice he heard: "I don't believe that you can stay inside all the time and not come out......"

Even middle-aged people who were already in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm did not dare to set foot in the Demon Horn Ridge easily, once they entered it, it would be a game of nine deaths and a lifetime.

Yang Ming is indeed fearful, but compared to his own life, everything has become insignificant.

"I, Li Huxiao, swear, I must catch you......" gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the tree, and the thick uncle of the bucket trembled with shock, and then roared in a low voice.

Although he didn't want to enter the Demon Horn Ridge, he could send someone to block the exits around him, and once he found Yang Ming's traces, he would immediately attack him in groups.

As long as Yang Ming didn't come out, they wouldn't retreat, and in this way, unless Yang Ming passed through the Demon Horn Ridge, they wouldn't want to escape from him.

After entering the Demon Horn Ridge, Yang Ming quickly climbed onto a towering tree, and looked at the disciples of the Tiger Roaring Hall who were surrounding the exit, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

According to the injuries on his body and his current state, rushing out at this time is undoubtedly looking for death.

"Hmph, Tiger Roaring Hall, as long as I, Yang Ming, don't die this time, you will definitely pay a heavy price for this......" Taking a deep breath, a ruthless look flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, the next time he returns to the Iron City, it will be the end of Tiger Roaring Hall.

After finishing speaking, Yang Ming pondered for a moment, then made up his mind in his heart, and his body moved, like a spirit ape, he slipped down from the tree and set off towards the depths of the Demon Horn Ridge.

Now that the back road has been cut off, we can only keep moving forward.