Qiu Peng's frightened soul was scattered, and he felt the sword qi behind him, and his whole body was shrouded in it, although he was unwilling, he had to turn around and slash the gray-clothed man with a horizontal sword. ）

The swords intersected, and the sword aura of the gray-clothed man was like a mountain pouring down a river, unstoppable, and hit Qiu Peng's chest heavily. Qiu Peng felt a tightness in his chest, and a violent energy passed through the guò long sword into his body, rushing into his meridians, Qiu Peng snorted and staggered backwards. The blood was surging all over his body, and the right half of his body was numb.

Qiu Peng took a deep breath and dissolved the energy that had invaded his body. At this time, behind the gray-clothed man, Feng Shihan and the four leaders of the Shang clan were rapidly approaching, knowing that they must not be allowed to join in, otherwise they would not be lucky tonight.

So he plucked up his courage, shouted, and used all his strength, and the long sword in his hand conjured up more than a dozen sword flowers, stabbing at the gray-clothed man, just hoping to force the gray-clothed man to take a step and a half back, and Qiu Peng had the opportunity to turn around and run away.

The gray-clothed man shouted "good", and slashed at the empty space in front of the tip of Qiu Peng's sword, and all the changes in Qiu Peng's sword were sealed.

The skill of the gray-clothed man in front of him has really reached the point of returning to simplicity and returning to the basics, from brilliant to plain. The subtle changes of a qiē are impossible to perform in the face of the monotonous and simple knife technique that he thinks. Qiu Peng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Could this be the difference between the Innate Realm and the super-first-class powerhouse?

The gray-clothed man didn't stop at all, seeing that Qiu Peng's offensive had been frustrated and his momentum had been frustrated, he immediately took the opportunity to pounce, and slashed at Qiu Peng's top door with a knife.

Qiu Peng saw this knife, the momentum was fierce, before the blade arrived, he already felt that his eyes were black, his chest was not breathing, he knew that under the obstruction of qi, he was really not sure to take this knife, and suddenly took a step to the left rear, making a posture of falling down from the gray-clothed man, the gray-clothed man's knife, under the traction of the qi machine, naturally adjusted the angle slightly, sealing Qiu Peng's escape route. Unexpectedly, Qiu Peng did not escape, but took a step in the opposite direction to the right rear, and the knife adjusted the defense line with Qiu Peng's footsteps and followed.

At this moment, Qiu Peng took seven steps back, but in seven different directions, with the posture of his body, he changed the direction of the knife seven times.

At this time, the knife momentum still seems to be fierce, but it is already the end of this knife momentum, and the end of the so-called strong crossbow is no longer the same as the momentum just now.

Only then did Qiu Peng swing his sword and strive to pick it up at the tip of the knife. The tip of the sword was accurately pointed on the tip of the gray-clothed man's knife, and the dense impact rang seven times in a row, and the knife was dissolved by Qiu Peng. It turned out that Qiu Peng knew that the strength of his true qi was far inferior to that of the gray-clothed man, and the knife itself was more powerful than the force-in-chief, so he couldn't use the lightness and swiftness of the long sword, and used seven stabs to dissolve the gray-clothed man's strength, and Qiu Peng also used the power of this knife at the same time to fly backwards and rush forward.

Qiu Peng felt as if the meridians in his body were about to be broken inch by inch, and his hands and feet trembled weakly. I knew that I had suffered internal injuries, but at this moment, there were chasing soldiers everywhere behind, and there was only a desperate run.

Qiu Peng knew that if he blindly competed for speed, he would not have a chance at all, thinking about the speed at which the man in gray chased after him just now, he would definitely not be able to escape. With a cunning move, he fell down the roof, and when he saw the house, he rushed in the door, but came out through the window at the back, and used the house to offset the speed advantage of the man in gray.

There are many houses in this mansion, and in terms of the speed of escape, only the man in gray can catch up with Qiu Peng. And the gray-clothed man was as unfamiliar with the layout of the house here as Qiu Peng, because Qiu Peng was walking around the house, and the gray-clothed man couldn't judge that Qiu Peng would escape from that direction, and he was escaped by Qiu Peng for dozens of feet and was not yet chased.

In addition, it was dark again, although for a master like the gray-clothed man, the impact of darkness on him was minimal, but at least it still had a certain protective effect on Qiu Peng.

Qiu Peng fled like a rat, and drilled when he saw the house. Several times, when the distance between the two houses was a little farther, he was almost chased by the man in gray who followed behind, but thanks to Qiu Peng's quick reaction and timely turn every time he fled, he was able to avoid the pursuit of the man in gray.

After passing through several houses, it turned out that this house was particularly dense, the houses were connected, Qiu Peng almost always walked through the inside of the house, the gray-clothed man was afraid of his identity but refused to chase after him, and he was not careful, and Qiu Peng was missing.

Qiu Peng ran wildly for a while, stopping in a dark alley to catch his breath.

At this time, a gong sounded, and the entire Feng Mansion had been alarmed, and it was estimated that Feng Shihan had already given an order to search everywhere. The lights of the houses were lit up one after another. Once all the lights are lit, Qiu Peng has no place to hide. Qiu Peng frowned and thought hard, and when he raised his head, his soul flew away. It turned out that the man in gray was standing on a roof not far away, looking around. If it weren't for the fact that Qiu Peng's hiding place at the moment was in the blind spot of the gray-clothed man's vision, I am afraid that he would have already discovered it.

Qiu Peng heard the sound of hurried footsteps nearby, and estimated that the patrols would pass by soon. Qiu Peng was at a loss for a moment, and happened to see a man-made pond a few feet away. Qiu Peng was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to look at the man in gray, for fear that he would have another induction like just now.

Qiu Peng turned his heart sideways, thinking that waiting here was a dead end, so it was better to take the initiative to survive and gamble on him. Qiu Peng calmed his mood, recited the Xingyue Jue, and let all his mind enter a state of thoughtlessness, without a trace of spiritual fluctuations in his heart. Let your soul be like an ancient well without waves, I can't think about it, the silence is extinguished, keep the absolute blankness of the mind, and then stand up and come out of the shadows, step by step, slowly walking towards the pond. The speed did not dare to speed up in the slightest.

It must be known that the master of the level of the gray-clothed man has smart ears and eyes, far beyond ordinary people. The slightest breeze will attract attention. Moreover, their spiritual power is extremely strong, and they will also have an instinctive sense of the fluctuations of the spiritual energy around them. Therefore, Qiu Peng not only couldn't make a sound at all, but even the fluctuations in his heart and the changes in his feelings were very likely to be discovered by the man in gray. Qiu Peng could only move forward slowly and at a constant speed. I begged the man in gray to continue with his back to him before he reached the pond.

He knew that this method was probably extremely dangerous, and that there was no more than a 100 percent chance of being able to reach the pond safely and dive into the water. But now, there is only one gamble, and if you don't gamble, you won't even have a chance of one percent.

What's more, Qiu Peng does have some confidence in his own ideas. Qiu Peng was confident that he would not make any noise to alarm the man in gray, and the man in gray didn't seem to have any intention of turning around. The only thing to worry about is actually the gray man's keen mental sense. Just like Qiu Peng's eyes saw him just now, he found it.

But if it is an inanimate object, such as a piece of wood, no matter what, it is impossible to trigger the spirit of the gray-clothed man.

However, everything that has life, when he is close to a master of spiritual cultivation, it will naturally cause induction. This kind of sensing is not based on hearing the heartbeat and breathing, but is a perception that goes beyond sight, hearing, and touch.

By extension, if Qiu Peng can completely stop his mental fluctuations and keep his mind blank, then in the eyes of others' mental induction, he will be a piece of lifeless wood.

From the corner of the house to the pond, although it is only two zhang away, it is the key to Qiu Peng's life and death. Qiu Peng was cautious step by step, and he didn't dare to have any distracting thoughts in his heart. Although he wanted to know if the gray-clothed man behind him had turned around, he didn't dare to turn his head at all, for fear of arousing his alarm.

Finally, Qiu Peng walked to the edge of the pond, and at this time it was the last moment, and Qiu Peng's nervous heart almost jumped out. Slowly put your feet into the water, sinking in, feeling the cold water flood your waist, chest, and head. It wasn't until his whole body sank into the pond that Qiu Peng relieved himself.