Linghu Heng saw through his intention to escape, so he made a quick decision and attacked Lingyu with two fierce moves, forcing Lingyu away. He said in his mind: "Thirty percent spiritual power, no edge, run away!"
Sword Spirit Wufeng said with a silly smile: "Boss, when did you become so generous?"
Linghu Heng said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense and run away!"
With the temptation of spiritual power, Sword Spirit Wufeng suddenly rushed out in the opposite direction as if he had been beaten to death, and was actually three points faster than Linghu Heng himself with the sword!
Lingyu said with a cold face: "Humph, can you escape?" After saying that, his figure flashed and he also chased after them. Liu Wu'an knew that his speed could not match them, so he said loudly: "Don't let this
The little thief ran away!"
When he called out, someone in the crowd responded: "Let's catch up together!" Before he finished speaking, dozens of people started to use their body skills and flew straight into the sky. For a time, the sky was filled with colorful spiritual power shields.
It looks extremely beautiful.
Yang Zhishuang was already in a state of excitement, but now that she saw Linghu Heng successfully escaping, her spirits relaxed and she actually passed out. Yang Xianyang was so shocked that he let go of the hand that held her pulse, and with a trace of spiritual power, Yang Zhishuang finally
Wake up slowly.
After Yang Zhishuang regained consciousness, his first words were: "Grandpa, please save him, he can't defeat so many people!"
Why doesn't Yang Xianyang want to save Linghu Heng? But the situation does not allow him to do so! If possible, Yang Xianyang would rather exchange a mediocre disciple for Linghu Heng. After all, such a genius Ancient Sword Sect may not be able to produce even one in a thousand years!
Yang Xianyang sighed and said: "Silly boy, why are you so stubborn! What good thing does he have that makes you worry about him like this!"
Yang Zhishuang recalled the first meeting between the two of them in Qingzhu Forest, the stubborn boy who never gave in, the vigorous figure who risked his own life to kill two demons in Yulin Fairyland, the life and death of the two in Wanjian Tower, and what happened in the competition.
Without realizing it, her heart was filled with that arrogant but tender boy. This not very burly figure had already occupied her heart, and she could no longer tolerate anyone else.
A sweet but bitter smile appeared on Yang Zhishuang's face, and she said: "Grandpa, Shuang'er has recognized him in this life..."
Although Yang Xianyang had already guessed it, when he actually heard it at this moment, he felt completely different. After all, his granddaughter, who he had watched grow up since childhood, already had a sweetheart. This was the ambivalent feeling in the hearts of all elders who could not let go but could not beat or scold them.
What's more, this grandson-in-law is still being hunted, which all the elders don't want to see. Which elder doesn't want their children and grandchildren to have a good home?
Yang Xianyang pursed his lips, but could not say a word. After a long time, Yang Xianyang said: "Grandpa, I don't think he died young. I think he can escape..." When he said this, Yang Xianyang himself was stunned.
He doesn't believe what he said. After all, his main business is fairy swords, not the divine fortune-telling sect's business of determining life, death, misfortune and good fortune.
Yang Zhishuang then remembered to catch up and said quickly: "Grandpa, catch up quickly, I can't let anything happen to him!"
Yang Xianyang silently held Yang Zhishuang's pulse, for fear that she would not look away and do something stupid. You must know that Yang Zhishuang is a genius second only to Linghu Heng in the Ancient Sword Sect, and he possesses the Nine-Transformation Soul-Returning Pill.
The potency of Yi Jiazi has not yet been fully exerted, and the potential within him cannot be second-guessed. Linghu Heng will definitely not be able to be reintroduced by the Ancient Sword Sect, so the hope of the Ancient Sword Sect can only be pinned on Yang Zhishuang.
Yang Xianyang also regretted it. Cherishing each other between geniuses is nothing new. If it is a man and a woman, it is even more likely to spark love. Yang Xianyang actually allowed them to develop again and again, and in the end they could not look back. It was almost all about him.
It was all caused by him! How could he not be heartbroken!
Yang Xianyang did not dare to disobey Yang Zhishuang's wishes at this moment. He knew that his granddaughter looked weak on the outside, but was strong and stubborn on the inside. Even nine cows could not pull back what she was determined to do. If something unexpected happens again at this moment, there is no guarantee that she will.
Do something, just like ten years ago. If this is true, Yang Xianyang will not have another Nine-Return Soul-Returning Pill, because the last one is already the last one...
Yang Xianyang remained silent, silently flying into the air with Yang Zhishuang, following the traces of everyone, and flew forward. However, Wu Zhen and Taoist Taoist Xiuyan, who were concerned about Linghu Heng, had already left with their swords, and only a few were left at this moment.
The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were waiting for Yang Xianyang.
It is said that Linghu Heng relied on the help of the psychic fairy sword "Wufeng" to escape from the encirclement in one fell swoop and galloped in the air. But Linghu Heng did not dare to be careless at all, after all, there was Ling Yu closely following behind him!
Linghu Heng couldn't understand why Lingyu could be so fast. "Could it be that he also has a unique movement technique?" Linghu Heng's heart was full of doubts.
The Ancient Sword Mountain stretches for eight hundred miles and is surrounded by mountains. The scenery is roughly the same. If you are not familiar with the roads, you will definitely be in danger of getting lost. Even though Linghu Heng has been in the Ancient Sword Sect for so many years, he is only familiar with the green bamboo forest.
It was just a scenery. At this moment, with the "Wufeng" sword flying around, Linghu Heng himself seemed to be unable to find his way.
But Linghu Heng is not worried. If he keeps flying to the west, he will definitely be able to get out of Gujian Mountain. Because Gujian Mountain is located in the southeast, running northwest-southeast, and its shape looks like a huge fairy sword in the air.
Lying down between heaven and earth, it is a miraculous workmanship, as if it were made by a god.
At this moment, a slumped man in the jungle was listening to the report of a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect: "Senior Brother Luo, that kid escaped!"
When the sick man heard this, his cold eyes revealed a trace of hatred, and he asked, "Do you know where you are going?"
The disciple said: "I have been going west, as if I want to escape from Gujian Mountain."
The sick man gritted his teeth and said: "Huh, how can I satisfy your wish!" After saying that, he wanted to jump up. The disciple quickly grabbed him and said: "Brother Luo, you promised me the elixir.
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The sickly man glanced at him, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to him with disdain, saying: "You did a good job, you deserve it!"
The disciple was overjoyed, took the porcelain vase, and thanked him profusely. The man ignored him, activated the fairy sword under his feet, and accelerated towards the west.
In fact, we can't blame that disciple for betraying Linghu Heng. After all, in a sect, it is impossible for everyone to be a saint and treat each other with courtesy. What's more, this is a world where status is measured by strength, and it is impossible to fight for moral reasons.
Giving up the benefits he deserved. This disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect just sold a piece of information he thought was unimportant to the man, but he didn't know that Linghu Heng was in huge trouble because of it. The irony is that this disciple just wanted to get
It's just a bottle of elixir that can improve your power...
The sickly man called Senior Brother Luo was actually Luo Qian, who was accidentally injured by Linghu Heng in Wanjian Tower! It was precisely because of this that he failed to catch up with the competition meeting in the Six Holy Lands. He had long thought in his heart
He hated Linghu Heng to death. He had just learned that the woman he admired had fallen into his arms. His jealousy had already burned his reason. He wanted to kill Linghu Heng with a sword. However, his new injury could not be fully healed.
Originally, the strength of the late Nascent Soul was less than 80%. But Luo Qian was not afraid of this. In his opinion, Linghu Heng was just a rookie who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. Even with 80% of the strength, he could win steadily.
Of!
Luo Qian was full of confidence, but he didn't know that Linghu Heng's cultivation was rising day by day, but his injury slowed down his progress. Luo Qian was no longer Linghu Heng's opponent!
Luo Qian naturally didn't understand why Linghu Heng's cultivation level could grow so quickly. He didn't know what Linghu Heng's trump card was, so he had the intention to kill. It can be said that the ignorant are not afraid.
Luo Qian, who grew up in Gujian Mountain, knew Gujian Mountain very well. He kept taking shortcuts and actually got ahead of Linghu Heng and blocked the path that Linghu Heng must pass!
Linghu Heng relied on the advantage of the "Wufeng" sword to gradually distance himself from Lingyu. With his mind at ease, he couldn't help but start thinking about where he should go after escaping from Gujian Mountain.
There is no place for him! The Six Holy Lands are spread all over the land of China. Except for Bianzhou Mansion, where the Demon Sect is located, there is really no place to go.
"Do I really want to return to my adoptive father's home and end my life? But my parents' great hatred and my adoptive father's new hatred have not been avenged, so how can I live an ignoble existence?" Linghu Heng was secretly sad, and suddenly he remembered, "Yes, right?"
Now, you can go overseas!" He had long known from ancient books that there were many fairy mountains overseas, but there were too many spiritual beasts in the sea, and he would not dare to go to sea without strong cultivation.
Linghu Heng secretly made up his mind: "If I can avoid this disaster, I will go overseas! After more than ten years of experience, I will try to take revenge when I have the strength! There are many spiritual beasts overseas, and they are mysterious and unpredictable. It is a good place to exercise your strength.
.If everything goes well, I should be able to compete with Lingtian Palace in more than ten years!" In his heart, he still refused to regard the Ancient Sword Sect as an enemy, even if it was the Medicine God Valley, he did not want to be included in the list of enemies. Although
Lingyao framed him, but he had a vague feeling that there was really something inside. He seemed to have caught a clue, but he couldn't get the whole story, which made him use up his brain.
After making up his mind to escape overseas, Linghu Heng did not feel relaxed, but felt even heavier. Because he knew that if he chose this path, he would have to be separated from Yang Zhishuang for more than ten years. The best ten years of his life.
Are years going to be wasted like this? Linghu Heng felt unwilling for a while, but he had no choice but to do so.
Just when Linghu Heng was distracted, "Wufeng" Fairy Sword reminded: "Boss, there is someone in front of you blocking the way!"
Linghu Heng came back to his senses and couldn't help but feel his heart sinking. It was him!
This person is none other than the jealous Luo Qian! (To be continued)