I don't know when, but the green mountains and green waters can no longer be seen in the isolated small mountain valley, only red fire and thick smoke rising into the sky.
Standing in the jungle outside the mountain col, looking at the chaotic world in the distance. Xia Shang, Yue Haitang, and Mr. Zhuo were all sighing.
"So many joys and sorrows are not as good as a glass of wine in the mountains. Why sigh when you wake up from the wine? The illusion is all in vain."
Mr. Zhuo couldn't help but squeeze out a tear, thinking that what he had experienced in recent days was like a dream.
Standing on a high place, looking into the mountain col, one could vaguely see several figures moving in the bushes below, and their target was exactly where Xia Shang and his group were.
The ruthless reality would not give a few people too much time to be sentimental. Yue Haitang knew that it was Ye Xian who was chasing her.
Yue Haitang knew that her reputation could intimidate the other party for a while, but the other party would definitely sense it, but she didn't expect it to come so quickly.
Ye Xian is the number one master among the seven generations of disciples of Liuyun Xianzong. He has reached the Peiyuan Realm at the age of twenty-five. He has a high reputation in the world. It is said that he is the most likely person to become the next master of Liuyun Xianzong.
Judging from the current situation, if they are caught up, the four of them will definitely die.
"We have to leave quickly." Xia Shang had a serious face and realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Wait!" Yue Haitang also interrupted in a deep voice.
Xia Shang was confused: "What?"
Yue Haitang pointed at Fusheng: "We have to throw this person away. He has the scent of the Fairy Tale of Flowing Clouds on his body. No matter how we escape, those people will know where we are going."
"No!" Xia Shang retorted without thinking.
Yue Haitang said coldly: "Do you think I'm joking with you? That Ye Xian is not comparable to the previous two minions. Unless I recover my skills, even if this kid is not injured, I will not be his opponent."
Fusheng has always been wary of Yue Haitang, but now he is on the same line as Yue Haitang. The boy who has always been quiet said softly: "She is right, I... am not that person's opponent. I can only throw
Get off me so you can escape."
"If you want to leave, you go! I will take Fusheng to deal with them."
Xia Shang did not hesitate, and there was an irrefutable firmness in his words.
Yue Haitang frowned, feeling troubled, but at the same time she felt relieved. If this person really gave up on this kid and left alone, she didn't know how she would view him in the future.
"Forget it, let's go together! Don't hesitate."
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From noon to dusk, from the massacre in the small mountain col to the chase in the deep mountains.
A life and death battle is going on silently.
As the sun sets, the light becomes darker and darker.
The mountain roads in Xiaoqingshan are complicated and there are no feasible roads in the deep forests, making it increasingly difficult to identify the direction.
In the dark, everyone can feel that the pursuer behind them is getting closer and closer, and they don't know when they will suddenly appear in front of everyone.
Yue Haitang opened the way at the front, and Xia Shang walked at the end.
The group of people walked not very fast, because Xia Shang was holding a sword in his hand and kept walking.
Every time we passed a section of road, some small trees would be cut down, or a few rocks would be moved.
At the beginning, no one understood why Xia Shang did this.
But Xia Shang had his persistence and must make some preparations that others did not understand.
Oddly enough, the group of people moved very slowly, and the pursuers were martial arts masters. In addition, with Qian Lixiang guiding the way, they should be able to catch up quickly. But now they have been circling in the forest for a full hour and a half, and they still can't catch up.
Not caught up.
Yue Haitang gradually understood that this boy's seemingly casual actions were actually setting up a maze of formations, using the magic of Dunjia.
Although Yue Haitang has been walking in front, she is silently paying attention to Xia Shang.
Although this little man does not know martial arts, the longer you get along with him, the more you realize that this man is unfathomable.
He has an astounding poetic ability, a heroic courage that remains unflappable in the face of danger, a wealth of bizarre and astonishing knowledge, and a set of self-cultivation methods that contain the most profound truths. Now he actually knows the art of evading armor, and can easily
Just moving a few stones and cutting down a few trees can stop a master in the Peiyuan realm. If such a person learned martial arts, what would he do?
It's a good thing that this person doesn't know martial arts. Otherwise, if such a person controls the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he will definitely be the number one enemy of folk sects and Jianghu gangs.
Time passed little by little, and the evening breeze brought the smell of distant fireworks.
This smell did not come from the mountain col. Yue Haitang seemed to realize something, stopped everyone, climbed up a big tree alone, and looked far into the distance from the top of the tree.
The small green hills in the evening were like silk shrouded in a layer of carbon dust, hazy and hazy, with only a faint layer of color.
Among the flickering green veins, a more hazy line of fire appeared at the end of the field of vision.
Wherever there is fire, there are people, and that should be the exit of Xiaoqingshan.
Yue Haitang was overjoyed. After a brief explanation, she led everyone in the direction of the fire.
…
Not far behind the group of people, a "swish, swish" sound suddenly appeared in the silent deep forest, and countless dead leaves on the ground seemed to be pulled by silk threads, floating in the air, and suddenly shot out in all directions.
These thin leaves hit the surrounding tree trunks and rocks, and passed directly across them, erupting into bursts of smoke and dust. Their sharpness was even worse than that of a steel knife.
In a matter of moments, seven or eight trees were cut in half, and several rocks were shattered.
Then, several men in white appeared in the mess.
"Second Senior Brother, what kind of maze is this? Why is it so powerful?"
"What a trick!" With a cold snort, Ye Xian appeared in the newly opened open space with a gloomy face, "No matter what trick you are using, as long as you sweep it all the way like this, let's see how far that dog emperor can hide?"
"If we can capture the Dog Emperor alive this time, it will be a great feat. At that time, whether in the sect or in the Baiyi Sect, the second senior brother will still not be able to control the wind and rain? Our Liuyun Fairy Land will be the Taishan Beidou in the world!"
Ye Xian sneered and said: "Look at how promising you are! Your status in the world is nothing! If you can control the Dog Emperor, the world will not be in my hands, Ye Xian? Everyone in the world must obey my orders!"
"At that time, the second senior brother will reward a few concubines for the junior brothers to play with."
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and chase."
Ye Xian is also a ruthless character. In order not to be delayed by Xia Shang's Qimen Bagua Formation, he used his powerful skills to forcefully break through the maze of formations. Although it cost a lot, it greatly accelerated the pursuit speed.
As the mountain topography and vegetation changed, the two groups of people had left the densely forested mountains and entered the mountainside dominated by weeds and shrubs.
On the mountainside, the mountain is gentle and overgrown with weeds, and the view is extremely broad.
Although it was already evening, Ye Xian still used the last bit of light to see a few people at the end of his field of vision.
"Hahaha! Without the mountains, rocks and trees to protect you, you still want to escape from my grasp?"
While he was laughing arrogantly, Ye Xian rose into the air and landed on the grass swaying with the night wind. As if walking on the ground, he turned into an afterimage and left his juniors behind and rushed forward. (To be continued)