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With a muffled groan, Zhao Xinyu staggered a few steps, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he did not spit out the reverse blood. He knew that if he spit it out at this moment, his momentum would no longer exist.

He swallowed the blood and used the inertia of the blow to speed up. His big hands turned into claws and grabbed a mid-level Holy Martial Realm peak person who was blocking his way.

boom.

The middle-level Saint Martial Realm peak man flew upside down, and a bloodstain appeared on Zhao Xinyu's chest, but he also rushed out of the Xuantian Sect's siege.

"Die to me."

Seeing Zhao Xinyu escape from their encirclement, not only Xuan Ming and the others, but also the two old men were greatly surprised.

"Don't let him get away."

Although Zhao Xinyu did not vomit blood, they knew that Zhao Xinyu was seriously injured at this moment. During this period, Zhao Xinyu continued to attack and kill their children. They had reached the edge of madness. They knew that if Zhao Xinyu escaped this time, they would want to do it again. Finding opportunities like this is extremely difficult.

"Boss." Zhao Xinyu rushed out of the encirclement, his steps already a little messy. When Hei Feng, who was hiding in the distance, saw this situation, Hei Feng became anxious.

Zhao Xinyu just glanced at the location of Hei Feng. The cold breath filled his body, and a few pills entered his belly. He quickly moved in the other direction.

: Chase, can't let him escape.

In a hidden mountain stream, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and swallowed a few more pills. At this moment, his face was not as relaxed as it had been in the past few days.

Regret, Zhao Xinyu's heart was filled with regret at this moment. He regretted that he did not listen to Mo Yu and acted without authorization, giving up the originally good situation. Now that the initiative was with Xuantian Sect, he changed from a hunter to a prey.

"Boss." Heifeng whispered, his eyes full of worry.

Of course Zhao Xinyu understood what Heifeng meant. He raised his hand and patted Heifeng's head a few times, "Heifeng, you can't take action. Xuan Ming and the others are not ordinary people. If you take action, he will guess based on clues." My origin.”

"and you?"

"fine."

While talking, Zhao Xinyu sat down and refined the elixir to recover. This time he was injured much more seriously than last time, and he had to recover quickly.

I don't know how long it took, but Black Wind's low roar came, and Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed, "Boss, they are coming."

Zhao Xinyu's face changed slightly, and he quickly put Heifeng into the space. Chiyu was outside, but he was touched by the other party. It could only be said that Xuan Ming and the others came over.

"Boss, he is in the third level of divine martial arts."

Zhao Xinyu was shaken. It seemed that the other party knew that he was seriously injured. They split up again. He took a deep breath and said, "Them."

"They're coming."

Zhao Xinyu looked carefully into the distance, and sure enough he saw more than twenty figures. The leader was the slightly fat Lao Liu, and on both sides of his body were two Divine Martial Realm figures.

Turning his head to look behind him, Zhao Xinyu's eyes fluctuated rapidly, and there was a trace of determination in his eyes. He leaned down, and the only breath in his body quickly disappeared. He was lying in the bushes like a cheetah. Staring at the three divine martial realm beings walking at the front.

At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant. Perhaps because of something, the insects in the grass became quiet.

"That damn aura of Dragon Thorn is right in front. Sixth Master Uncle, do you want to call Third Master Uncle and the others over?"

"No need, this time he was injured more seriously than before. He didn't have any backup plan at all. It's so difficult that he didn't see Long Ci coming. I guess he didn't notify Long Ci either. Don't be polite when you see him. ."

Suddenly the old man's body froze, he raised his big hand, and everyone stopped. The old man felt the surroundings carefully, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

After hundreds of years of contact and cultivation, and experiencing countless wars, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and this time the crisis was stronger than when he encountered crises in the past.

"Uncle Sixth Master?"

"There is something weird in this area, be careful, be careful of him jumping over the wall." While speaking, they moved again, but at a much slower speed.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in a bush, and everyone's expressions changed. They turned to look at the bush at the same time.

The next moment, a wild boar rushed out of the bushes and fled deep into the mountain stream.

Seeing that it was a wild boar that escaped, everyone felt relieved, but at the next moment, a sudden change occurred, and a purple lightning enveloped them. Purple light was filled with purple-gold lightning, and the arc flashes were even more intense. Bringing out a trace of destruction.

"boom."

The aura of destruction began to fill the air, and Nuo Da's area turned into a burnt black color. The three divine martial realms who bore the brunt were all hit and fell to the ground. The auras on the two figures quickly dissipated.

A figure flashed out, and he arrived in front of the three of them before the Xuantian Sect masters could react.

boom.

An aura of destruction filled the air again, and the three people who fell to the ground split instantly. The two divine martial realm beings that were killed by the first lightning had just left their bodies. The next moment the divine souls came into contact with the purple lightning, the divine souls exploded instantly.

At this time, the disciples of Xuantian Sect behind also realized that the Supreme Elder and the Elder were killed at the same time, and they went completely crazy.

Boom boom.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect launched a crazy attack, and everyone rushed towards Zhao Xinyu. Their eyes were red, and everyone had a wild beast-like aura.

"Wow wow."

Although he killed three masters of the Divine Martial Realm, one of them could not even feel the existence of his cultivation. However, in the face of dozens of attacks, Zhao Xinyu, who was seriously injured, was hit by two attacks in succession.

He spit out blood, and the aura on his body became extremely disordered, but he still floated towards the distance with the bombardment of Xuantian Sect disciples.

When passing an area, Zhao Xinyu spat out a mouthful of blood again and looked in one direction, "Be careful they are coming."

Despite Zhao Xinyu's understatement, it was different in the ears of the Xuantian Sect disciples who were chasing after him. They were going crazy with anger, but they were not fools.

Zhao Xinyu, who was severely injured, caused them to lose three Shenwu realms, and there was a background and existence of Xuantian Sect in them. If there were a few more, they...

As soon as they froze, Zhao Xinyu took this opportunity to rush into the mountain stream and quickly disappeared.

They looked at Zhao Xinyu's disappearing back and reacted, but they were worried that there was an ambush from the dragon thorn master, so they immediately issued an early warning to greet other beings.

In fact, there was no need for them to send out a distress signal. Xuan Ming and the others had already felt the terrifying energy fluctuations here.

"What's wrong."

"The Supreme Elder and the others..."

When the thin old man saw the mutilated corpse on the ground, his body was shaken, and Xuan Ming and the others showed deep horror on their faces.

"Lao Liu." The thin old man roared repeatedly.

"Who is it? Who is it?" When he looked at the disciples of the Xuantian Sect who were following him, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"That's the guy with the Dragon Thorn, and he seems to have his helpers over there."

The old man roared angrily, his aura surged, and he turned into a shadow, heading in the direction pointed by the disciples of Xuantian Sect. After passing by, he turned around and stared at the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

"A bunch of losers. Chase him and I must kill him."

If we talk about the dozens of Xuantian Sect disciples who died some time ago, this also makes him feel distressed, but even the disciples who have died in the past few years are not as good as his sixth brother.

It is indeed difficult to break through the Divine Martial Realm, but it is even more difficult to break through with their current cultivation. There are not many people in the entire Xuantian Sect who can achieve their level of cultivation. Each one of them has been cultivated by the sect after spending countless manpower and material resources. Yes, they are all members of the Xuantian Sect, but now they have fallen into the secular world, and they are still killed by a person who has been in decline for hundreds of years. How can he accept this?

The group of people walked around a mountain col. Everyone's bodies froze, and the aura they were following suddenly disappeared.

"So, he can't run very far. We must find him. I will cut him to pieces."

"Uncle Third Master, why don't you call Jiao Hongzhuo and the others over?"

"Let them all come over and find him."

While Xuan Ming contacted Jiao Hongzhuo, the old man ordered less than fifty people to spread out to search for Zhao Xinyu.

After they were far away from the mountain col, a rock suddenly turned over, and Zhao Xinyu, whose aura was extremely disordered, crawled out from under the rock.

He swallowed a few pills and staggered away in the direction where Xuan Ming and the others came.

In nearly a month, he killed dozens of Xuantian Sect masters, including five in the Divine Martial Realm. Among them, there was one whose cultivation level he could not even feel. Although he still wanted to kill Xuantian Sect, Ming was such that he couldn't feel the existence of the other cultivation level, but he knew that at this moment, not only the divine martial realm, but also the Tianwu realm could easily kill him.

With Chiyu clearing the way, Zhao Xinyu soon disappeared into the vast mountains.

Although Xuelong Ridge is located on a snow peak, it does not feel cold at all due to the magical nature. The entire area is full of vitality, and many areas are planted with plants that can only be found in Xihan Ridge and Hongshiya. species seen.

In a courtyard, two disciples of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade were not practicing. They looked at a room with a closed door from time to time.

Suddenly the eyes of the two people shrank suddenly, and they both felt the energy fluctuations in the room. Along with the energy fluctuations, there was the sound of falling to the ground.

The two of them did not act rashly, they immediately sent out a warning signal.

In just a few breaths, figures emerged from the sky one after another. After Long Qing, Ning Zhiyuan, and Bai Haotian were hundreds of disciples of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade.

"what happened."

"There's movement inside."

The eyes of Long Qing and the others shrank. Their auras were surging, and they slowly approached the room. Then they pushed the door open, followed by exclamations.