The middle-aged man's hand trembled slightly, and under the flow of Dao power, the wound on the neck instantly stopped bleeding, although the head almost fell to the ground, but the throat was not completely split, only a blood mark was drawn.

What seems to be a serious injury is just a skin injury for the fourfold monk, and the deepest wound is the strong self-confidence of the middle-aged man.

He regarded himself as a hunter, but he didn't expect that he would be bitten by the prey in his eyes, and the sword just now almost killed him.

Although he avoided the fatal blow, the feeling of being close to death, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, has been haunting his heart since he came back to his senses, and almost made him lose his will to fight.

A middle-aged person with a high and powerful position can have strong self-confidence, just because he fought in all directions when he was young, made all kinds of indelible contributions to the birth and death of the gang, and exchanged his life for his current status, and he is not a cowardly and afraid of death.

But since he achieved a high position, he no longer needs to set foot in the killing field, he doesn't have to dance with death between the blades, he only needs to retreat to the rear, direct and plan matters, and sing and dance on the blood and water of many subordinates, enjoying the wine pool and meat forest that his status should have, glory and wealth.

Separated from the killing field on the front line, he has neglected to exercise since then, and even though his cultivation has not decreased, his mentality has long been decayed.

If you can crush your opponent with absolute strength, you will naturally be high-spirited and unstoppable, as if you are undoubtedly majestic when you were young, but once you suffer a setback, you will face the long-lost edge of death again, but you will finally wake up to the fact that you have actually lost the courage to fight for human life.

It's not hard to see why.

Just because it's not worth it. One is a big man in the rivers and lakes, a veteran in the gang, and the other is just a small new hall master, although his strength is not weak, but his qualifications are extremely shallow.

The values of the two are far apart, and if they are compared, it is simply an insult, and how can they exchange their lives for their lives? This kind of uneconomical loss-making business, as long as a person with a clear mind, will not make such a mistake.

The middle-aged man prides himself on being sober-minded, so he has already begun to regret it, regretting his overconfidence, regretting that he actually came alone.

should be together with those subordinates who have been following for many years, with an absolute numerical superiority, then, even if the other party is qualified against the sky, it will be useless to make a breakthrough temporarily.

It should not be like back then, young and vigorous, brave and ruthless, in order to pass the time, he will attack alone, and take his life as a common thing, if he is accidentally injured, or even lose his life, it is too unworthy

Wave!

Suddenly, a sword shadow, stirring the air flow of the void, with a majestic chill, suddenly broke through the air, and in an instant, a series of more than a dozen sword lights appeared, like a net of heaven and earth, spreading towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was shocked, only to feel that the tingling sensation in his neck became more and more obvious, and the panic in his heart could not be suppressed.

"Ye Wen, you remember for me! I have experienced Shaoyun, and I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces in the future!"

Leaving this sentence, the middle-aged man burst out with a powerful aura all over his body, but he had no intention of fighting, and after resisting a series of more than a dozen swords, he actually turned around and jumped, and swept wildly towards the depths of the forest behind.

With the last killing move in vain, Ye Wen put away his sword and returned, standing firmly in place, raising his eyes and staring coldly, the flickering figure of the middle-aged man quickly disappeared between the trees.

"What a nourishing nonsense......"

Ye Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and as the figure completely disappeared, the hand holding the Ice Tiger Sword trembled slightly, and let go, and the Ice Sword suddenly dissipated, turning into ice mist and going away with the wind.

"Ha, ha, it's still ...... after all Still scared by me......"

Then his body shook suddenly, he half knelt on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of black blood, which spilled on the ground, and there was a sound of corrosive sound, stained with a little and a half drop of grass, and suddenly withered and dissolved.

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Wen changed from a majestic state to a languishing appearance, his mind began to be in a trance in an instant, his brain was groggy, and the pain of tearing half of his limbs burst out from the depths of his body, and a large amount of blood gradually seeped out from under the skin.

"Damn! I can't just pass out! If that person comes to his senses and is a little bolder, and comes back here, I'm going to die!"

Ye Wen reluctantly opened his eyes, propped up his body with his hands, and staggered to his feet, the scene in front of him had begun to blur, but his residual consciousness was constantly warning that he couldn't stay in this place.

After taking a few steps, there was another whirlwind, Ye Wen snorted in pain, and fell down again, and as his body hit the ground, a pool of ice water splashed.

Ye Wen had already fainted at this time, but the middle-aged man did not realize that this great opportunity, and even based on the fear in his heart, the pace of flying became faster and faster, and it didn't take long for him to escape dozens of miles away.

Leap up, leap down, and continue to move deeper into the territory of life.

The area of the sentient beings is vast, located in the west of the jungle, rich in mineral deposits, and there are many demon species, and most of them are quite powerful existences.

However, under the development of many monks in Chiba City over the past few hundred years, the original area where monsters were scarce has gradually been replaced by human strongholds, and with the progress of exploration, human monks can still occupy a place here after all.

However, monks who are able to walk alone and go deep during the period are at least four times or more, or they are well-trained and almost armies.

Although the middle-aged man was injured, he was a fourfold monk after all, even if his aura weakened, the momentum exuded from his body was enough to make some of the hidden beings in the jungle fearful.

"Ye Wen, I swear to you!"

When flying, the middle-aged man couldn't help but turn back several times, his eyes revealed a strong unwillingness, and the resentment and depression in his heart swelled more and more.

So far, the only and most correct thing to do is to find the knights belonging to the elders in the stronghold of the Blood Wolf Gang, and then kill that hateful boy like pinching a worm to death.

When he thought of his own pocket, the middle-aged man's face was so hot that it seemed to be burning, and he seemed to hear the slightest sound in his ears, and the shame of being repelled kept rolling in his heart.

He secretly swore in his heart that this matter must be completely sealed, and no one should be allowed to know, and there is no need to think about the reason for the transfer, this Ye Wen is already a famous target on the list, as long as he declares it to the outside world, he doesn't bother to take action in person, so in front of Brother Xiao, he can barely be counted as an explanation.

Moreover, the speed must be fast, and he must not be allowed to successfully leave the jungle, once he is allowed to return to the city, limited by the armistice ban, outside the ruins, it is impossible to attack.

The middle-aged man, who was running all the way and was thinking about how to hide his defeat, suddenly heard a familiar shout: "Master Li, why are you so busy? Is there something important?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, stopped, came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked along the place where the sound came from, only to see a familiar figure in the field of vision, and behind the figure, there were more than a dozen wolf knights following.

- Lin Ruohai!

The middle-aged man suddenly felt happy in his heart.