A figure swept wildly in the mountains and fields, and blood was flowing down wherever he passed. On his back, more than ten feather arrows were inserted on it, and blood was gurgling like a stream of light.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, his speed would be more than that.

This is the first time Huo Qing has performed a mission to spy on military intelligence. He always works head-on with people, fighting if he can, and running if he can't.

But this is the first time I have encountered such a situation now. Although I was seriously injured, I felt a bloodthirsty excitement in my heart.

Around him, a black shadow was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Wherever he went, this shadow followed him.

"Hehe, Tuzi Huo, it's hard to fly if you have wings this time. I think how much blood you have to shed?" The black shadow smiled and heard that it was a woman.

Huo Qing arched his back violently, and more than ten feather arrows on his back exploded, bringing up a bunch of blood. Then, the wounds behind him healed quickly until they disappeared.

"You are so ecstasy. You can kill you once eight years ago, and I can still kill you today, but this time, I won't let your soul slip away again."

The black shadow laughed sharply and said, "Don't talk loudly at the end of his strength. Who was around you eight years ago? Now? You destroyed my body, making me no soul or ghost now. It's time to repay this blood debt."

"Noisy!"

Huo Qing punched the black shadow, and the latter disappeared immediately.

But in the blink of an eye, the black shadow suddenly appeared on the other side of him.

"Haha, I'm so laughing to death. Do you think your fists are still effective for me?" The black shadow floated on Huo Qing's side, laughing in dismay.

Huo Qing was helpless about this. He was like this all the way. The other party was practicing a kind of evil magic. Even if the seventh-grade warrior's fist power was so strong that he still had no way to deal with the other party.

Moreover, when this ghost shadow sticks to his side, the speed of the true energy in Huo Qing's body will be half slower, as if it was being pulled by a strange force, and ten points of force can only be used for five points.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been almost shot into a hedgehog by a three thousand iron cavalry.

The key is that what magic the opponent used to stagnate the true energy in his body. Huo Qing couldn't figure out at all, and didn't know how to crack it, so he could only run wildly.

He knew that if he was entangled like this, he would be able to fall into the sun and be bullied by a dog, and fall into the iron cavalry chasing behind him.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the horizontal line, running side by side with Huo Qing. The man opened his mouth and smiled, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

"Brother Huo, your speed is not good? Do you want me to help?"

Huo Qing had just met Liekai a few hours ago, so he naturally knew what was happening in the teahouse. Although Jiaziying had already had a high estimate of Su Yu's strength, it seems that he still underestimated it now.

No wonder the lady was so worried about Brother Su before, but this time she recommended her feelings. Do you know the depth of Brother Su?

Huo Qing pointed impatiently at the ghost beside him, "If you can get this girl away, I will owe you a drink."

"Just him? Hahahaha... Come on, let me see how he drove me away? Hahaha..." The ghost laughed wildly, his laughter was very terrifying.

Su Yu smiled and thoughts moved.

The Great Soul-Sucking Technique!

The shadow disappeared.

Huo Qing found that the movement of the true qi in his body returned to normal in an instant. After scanning the surroundings with a look of surprise, he said in surprise:

"What did you do? Why didn't she do it?"

"That's all," Su Yu smiled: "Brother Huo went north for another sixty miles. There is a fierce man here. I'm afraid you will run into it, so I've stayed here to persuade several of them to return."

Huo Qing said in a daze: "Then let's go together, don't force yourself."

"No!" Su Yu smiled and said, "I'll deal with him when you all avoid it safely."

After saying this, Su Yu disappeared again.

In fact, he deliberately waited until everyone passed by before taking action, because he didn't want everyone to worry about helping.

Just half an hour ago, he was surrounded by three seventh-level cultivators. It was originally an easy instant kill game, but Old Man Dou noticed it and came to help.

As a result, the movement suddenly became big and attracted another group of people.

He knew that because of Qin Qing, he was taken seriously by everyone, and no one wanted to see him have an accident. He was kind-hearted.

To be honest, Su Yu particularly likes the atmosphere in Jiaziying. Everyone is a brother who fights life and death. Even if he fights or even fights, the relationship is sincere.

After a two-hour parade around, he did not find his own figure again. Su Yu found a random place and sat cross-legged to restore his spiritual energy.

Two hundred miles ahead, there was a ruthless man, probably an eighth-grade warrior.

Since this man appeared in the grassland ahead, he immediately let all the Beixia masters within 30 miles get out of here, leaving him alone, and his aura has long been locked on Su Yu, and he directly chose to ignore the others.

Confident players like this all like to fight one-on-one and are unwilling to let others help.

For such behavior, Su Yu gave him a thumbs up in his heart: Heroes and heroes.

After one hour of cultivation, Su Yu stepped out and appeared in front of the man in a few breaths.

"Waiting for me?"

After seeing Su Yu appear, the man stood up from the ground with a cold expression, his naked upper body, a tiger with a downhill pattern on his chest, his arms are longer than his knees, and he is a little hunched. He looks quite old, with a bald head and white beard, and looks particularly like a turtle fairy in appearance.

"Yes...yes, I... myself...murong...bao...bao...bao...baozhong."

Su Yu took a deep breath. I am a person with noble character. I cannot discriminate against those who have congenital obstacles just because the other party is an enemy. But... is he called Murong Baozhong or Murong Baobaozhong?

What if it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

"In the Xiabei Army, the Jin-Tong Clerk Su Yu."

Murong nodded and said blankly, "So......You...You're called Su Yu? Touch... Touch gold... Captain? No... I haven't heard of you... You must... Listen... Listen... I heard... I've had my name?"

Okay, you'd better stop talking, otherwise the men would think I was in the water count.

"I haven't heard it!" Su Yu didn't say much, and stabbed it with a sword. The men naturally knew that I was innocent.

.........

In the sky,

The leader of Yunjing Sect, Wan Bolin, sat cross-legged in the air, and underneath was a snow-white monster Qilin.

In fact, it is not a Qilin. At most, it can only be considered a distant relative. Qilin has not grown into this appearance. It looks like a string of strings, and the pair of small corners are quite cute.

Many monks have mounts, most of which are mainly spiritual beasts and monsters. The element of pretending is greater than that of practical elements, but there are also many bigwigs whose mounts can turn into human forms and practice completely in the way of human race, with amazing cultivation.

For example, Shang Jun in Xiaju Cave Heaven is the mount of the original owner of the Cave Heaven, or the famous dragon genus among the demon clan. In terms of pure bloodline, it is not comparable to Wan Bolin's butt.

A graceful figure appeared not far from Wan Berlin, staring at the battlefield below, frowned and said:

"It was this kid who kidnapped Baochai? He is too young, right?"

Wan Bolin smiled and said, "I am young, but my cultivation is not simple. See, this kid dares to take Murong Baozhong's fist, he is a tough guy. Where are you from Wanhua Palace? You are the only one, right?"

Huanxi frowned and said, "What? Isn't it enough for me to come alone?"

"Haha, enough, enough," Wan Bolin smiled. It's not enough. You are not as good as your abducted junior sister. The palace master is not as good as the elder. You don't feel embarrassed?

But then again, this time the mission is to work together to strangle this boy, and there is no need to let him go alone, that is, Murong Baozhong, an old man who is stubborn, insists on asking for fists with that boy.

Alas... it's really a drag.

Wan Bolin suddenly asked, "By the way, Hua'an is going to help Nian Emei, where is Furenmei?"

Huanxi Road: "Just below, waiting for a sneak attack."

Wan Bolin smiled disdainfully and said, "Haha, the one with Fu's surname is indeed a sinister villain. Let's use four to one, and he has a face to attack. You and I need to be more careful in the future."

You should just pull it down... Huanxi smiled slightly, and didn't say much, but kept complaining in his heart: Are you not insidious? He came earlier than Murong's old man, but he had to wait for Old Murong to go up and try it out first. You still have the face to laugh at others?

Haha, no one of us can say anything about each other.

Below,

"Huh~~"

Murong Baozhong blew out the white flames stuck to his fist in one breath, and saw that his whole fist was burned red and looked shiny.

He was sweating profusely, as if he had just walked out of the bathhouse.

Good boy, what kind of weird fire is this? Even my body protection shield can melt?

During the fight, he deliberately avoided the fairy sword in Su Yu's hand, and did not dare to contact him head-on, hoping to rely on his indestructible body to attack his weaknesses with his strengths.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his fist hit the boy, he attracted a ball of demon fire. The key is that this strange fire is so evil that it makes him feel like he was thrown into the stove and roasted.

Both of them were testing each other without giving their all.

In Su Yu's opinion, the other party was an eighth-grade warrior, which is a foregone conclusion, but it is still a bit inaccurate to be the eighth-grade Zhenwu like the Crown Princess or the eighth-grade feather like the eunuch and father-in-law.

After all, the gap between the first level and the third level of warriors is not a little bit.

In fact, at this time, he had sensed the two spectators in the sky. As for the moment, the bald old man in front of him and the two in the sky could definitely beat him, but he would definitely not be able to catch him.

However, his purpose was to hold these people back and gain more time and opportunities for other companions.

Since I want to delay time, some fights have been fought.

Su Yu smiled, his toes moved, and in an instant, the sparks of stars ignited from his feet, and a sea of ​​fire spread like waves.

The surrounding grassland instantly turned into a white fire hell, illuminating the surrounding land more brighter than the sun.

"Wow!"

At this time, a figure was covered in fire and soaring into the sky. People were in mid-air, constantly slapping the white flames on their bodies, very embarrassed.

When the flames on his body slammed apart, he was already naked, as if a baby had just been born from his mother's womb.

Huanxi, the owner of the Wanhua Palace, saw it and couldn't help but laugh in his heart: Haha, it's so small, like a toothpick...

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