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It's getting late.

Deep in the woods near Qingqi County.

Nine Shadows ran away at full speed, with two figures behind them chasing after them.

Blood was dripping from his body bit by bit, and he had suffered serious injuries from the brief fight before.

The opponent knew his methods very well and was very restrained. In just a few minutes of fighting, Jiuying was caught off guard and missed repeatedly.

If his leg skills weren't slightly faster than those two, I'm afraid it would have ended in two parts.

With a step of his foot, Jiuying used his strength on a short shrub to cross the trunk of the tree. He raised his right hand and fired three poisonous needles in the shape of a letter, and shot them behind him.

The poisonous needles were quickly dodged by the two people who were well prepared and found nothing.

Jiu Ying's throat felt sweet, and the smell of rust poured into his mouth. He knew that he had just used force recklessly, which led to the injury.

He ran forward for several more miles, and gradually felt something was wrong.

Although the two men behind him had been chasing him, they had not completely closed in. Several times they had the opportunity to get closer to him, but they deliberately kept their distance.

This distance is just enough to make Jiuying feel uncomfortable, but not too tight.

This made Jiuying feel doubtful.

'Could it be that these two people are deliberately hanging on to me and using me as bait to lure someone out?'

He was not a fool, otherwise he would not have been able to escape from being surrounded by enemies.

When he made his name, he poisoned many masters and offended too many people.

‘If you want to use me as bait, the only purpose is probably to keep an eye on Wei He.’ Jiuying quickly thought of a candidate.

Now he is alone, surrounded by some important people, and the only one he can threaten is Wei He.

puff.

He suddenly turned around, grabbed a tree trunk with one hand, stopped, stopped on the branch in the middle of the tree, and looked back.

Sure enough, the two people who were chasing him also slowed down and stopped, but because his movement was too sudden and too hasty, the two people had no chance to buffer and rushed forward a few steps.

"Hey, I didn't expect that one day I, the majestic Jiuying, would be treated as a soft persimmon. If you want to use me as bait to lure out Wei He, it would be too much." Jiuying turned around and said coldly.

"Whether it is useful or not depends not on what you say, but on how the person over there reacts."

The master of Guiyan Pagoda rushed out from behind and landed gently in an open space.

She didn't deny it, but admitted it directly.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. At this point, even Jiuying can't do anything to save it.

"It's useless." Jiuying sneered, "I have no more than an acquaintance with that Wei. Even if he kills me, he won't come even though he knows the danger. You guys underestimate him too much."

After testing the other party's purpose, he became convinced and stopped running around.

At this time, there were three people behind Guiyan Pagoda, and he was in front. There was only a small river between them.

There is a long-standing stone bridge across the river.

The stone bridge is curved, gray and black, covered with moss and weeds, and forms a complete circle with the clear shadow of the bridge on the river below.

"Whether you come or not is up to you." The master of Guiyan Pagoda suddenly sneered again. "Look, isn't this coming?"

She turned her gaze and looked to the left of the four people.

I saw a ghostly figure appearing suddenly under the weeping willow tree by the river.

The air flow brought by this person gently blew the willow leaves swaying.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a black cloak and black hair shawl. Even though he was standing on the ground, he had an aura that was as motionless as a mountain.

"I was in a hurry to say goodbye last time. I didn't expect that the person who stopped me was actually the master of Guiyan Pagoda." Wei Hena looked towards this side and said in a long voice.

With a glance, he took the situation in mind.

The master of Guiyan Pagoda and two martial arts masters joined forces to force Jiuying to flee continuously, so as to spread the news and lure him into taking the bait.

"Last time we said goodbye, I didn't ask for the girl's name." Wei He jumped up, touched his toes, used his strength on the river, landed between Jiuying and the owner of Guiyan Pagoda, and stood still on the bridge.

"Now that I'm here, even the dead don't need to know my name." The master of Guiyan Pagoda replied coldly.

Her eyes moved slightly, and the two martial artists beside her quietly retreated.

Now that the people we want to attract have arrived, there is no need for them to stay any longer. It is time to withdraw.

The scene of Wei He's last massacre was still replaying in their minds. A low-level martial artist, even if he majored in leg skills, would never be a match against a top master like Wei He who had no shortage of speed.

"There are many people who want my life. It depends on whether the girl has the ability." Wei He said calmly, standing on the stone bridge, turned around and faced the master of Guiyan Pagoda.

The Jiuying behind him had a moved expression, his lips were slightly opened, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw Wei He making a gesture with his palm behind him, he resisted the impulse.

"Be careful!" Jiuying could only say simply, knowing that staying would be a drag, so he immediately turned around and galloped away, disappearing deep into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Wei He stayed alone, and Master Guiyan Pagoda also stayed alone. The two of them once again recreated their original one-on-one situation.

"I was careless when I let you escape last time, but this time, you can't escape." The master of Guiyan Pagoda slowly pulled out the dagger from behind and pointed diagonally at the ground.

"You don't think you alone can keep me?" Wei He was slightly surprised.

"Of course it's impossible."

Another calm and deep male voice came from Wei He's side.

A figure flew from a distance, like a fallen leaf, slowly falling down, standing on a dead tree floating on the water.

The man was dressed in purple robes, holding a jade flute, with long eyebrows and long hair, with a hint of cinnabar between his eyebrows. He looked like a man or a woman.

If it weren't for the undulating curves of her chest and a faint hint of femininity on her body, no one would have recognized her as a woman.

"Light Water Baguio Kung Fu?! What a Kung Fu!" Wei He read through the Tianya Tower classics and could naturally identify the martial arts used by the other party.

"I didn't expect that the second best Shura of Lishan Sect would also come." He said with emotion.

But it wasn't too surprising. Ever since he killed Jun Junshan with his own hands, he knew that the Lishan sect would never give up.

After all, Yan Yanshan is one of the few top masters of the Lishan sect.

A top-notch Zang master is extremely valuable to any force.

"That's not all! I know that your physical skills are extraordinary, so you are fully prepared today." The master of Guiyan Pagoda sneered and clapped his hands gently.

On the left side of the stone bridge where Wei He was standing, another person appeared silently and approached.

This man has white hair and white eyebrows, and is wearing a long red dress. He is old, but his eyes are very bright, as if a pair of young people's eyes were transplanted into an old man's body.

This person is none other than Ruan Qinghong, the elder of the Luan Shen Sect. He is also a top poison master who specializes in leg skills.

She is the real trump card for the master of Yan Pagoda today.

A top visceral master who specializes in leg skills and a poison master, Ruan Qinghong's importance is self-evident.

Even in the whole of Taizhou, she is a demon master who is known to change her temper. This time she comes to restrain Wei He's poison knowledge.

"The three of us will bid farewell to you, are you proud enough!?" Master Guiyan Pagoda looked at Wei He again.

"It's big enough. The reputation of Ruan Qinghong, the thousand-armed poison demon, was resounding throughout Taizhou decades ago. I didn't expect that I would have such an honor. I am really scared to fight against the three of them."

Wei He's face was calm, and he remained unmoved.

"However, victory or defeat, life or death, is not just about fame."

"We have to fight again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he actually took the initiative and rushed towards the front.

The master of Yan Pagoda wanted to speak, but he was interrupted without any suddenness.

She had long been prepared for Wei He's sudden attack, so she raised her dagger and slashed forward.

Whoosh!

The white sword light reappeared, and the sword blade came first, slashing towards Wei He's forehead at an extremely fast speed.

The large amount of filamentary power lingering around the sword is the traction power that Guiyan Pagoda master is unique in.

This power is also known as Qian Ji Jin, which is derived from Chaoshen Power. When facing the enemy, it can inexplicably and covertly pull and distort the enemy's power, skewing the opponent's offensive.

Achieve the effect of winning when you attack and succeed when you defend.

The sword light slashed down.

Wei He turned sideways to avoid it. The rain force counteracted the opponent's Qianji force.

The two had fought before, and he was slightly faster than the other, and they were equally strong in strength.

Last time, he just used his strength to plot against the opponent.

The opponent didn't expect that he not only had great strength and rain-covering strength, but also a second level of bone strength.

After all, after the Rain-covering Strength was strengthened, every move he made looked too much like Bone Strength.

Most masters of Zang training are like him, with bone strength covering the whole body and integrating with body protection strength. Every move is filled with bone strength.

The master of Guiyan Pagoda never expected that Wei He would be able to explode his bone strength for a second time, so he was hit on the spot.

On the stone bridge.

Wei He and Gui Yan Pagoda Master exchanged hurriedly, their swords and fists flickering so fast that ordinary martial artists couldn't even see their shadows clearly.

Even ordinary dirty masters couldn't keep up with the speed of these two.

The pulling power and the rain-covering power frequently collide and consume each other, and they are evenly matched in a short period of time.

Wei He also activated the special effect of rapidity, and the huge power of Whale Hong Jue had already been activated, and the rapid and ghostly movements continued to flash.

Guiyan Pagoda Master also used all her strength from the beginning. Except for the head-on confrontation where she was weaker and would suffer a loss, she was on par with Wei He in other aspects.

On both sides of the stone bridge, Bishui Shura of the Lishan Sect and Ruan Qinghong, the Thousand-Armed Poison Demon, also exchanged glances, jumped up, and struck at Wei He at the same time.

The two of them, one with a jade flute and the other with a flesh palm, struck at Wei He's side, one from the left and one from the right.

Two huge forces came together.

Seeing that Wei He was about to be surrounded by three people, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

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He suddenly stepped on his foot, bursting with strength, and a hole suddenly exploded in the stone bridge under his feet.

Wei He slipped down from the hole, avoiding the siege of the three men, and then moved like a gecko from the bottom of the bridge close to the bridge deck.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

Three times in a row, Wei He punched through the bridge and exchanged moves with the three of them.

The three waves collided with each other and exploded the stone bridge into pieces, like explosives exploding.

If you are an ordinary Zang master, you will definitely be injured this time.

However, Wei He's body movement was weird, and he did not fall, but quickly broke out of the ground from one side of the bridge.

The location where he appeared was right behind the master of Guiyan Pagoda.

Bang!!

The master of Guiyan Pagoda hurriedly turned around and struck out with his sword, but missed again. He saw Wei He lightly leaping back, somersaulting continuously, and landed on the ground at the bridge head.

This kind of movement is completely different from the trajectory of ordinary people's common sense. Even the other two people were shocked when they saw it.

This kind of movement is almost impossible to predict. Whether to attack or avoid it all depends on Wei He himself.

He can hit if he wants to, and dodge if he wants to. There is no way to limit him.

Rather than saying that the three of them were besieging him, it would be better to say that the three of them took turns fighting Wei He.

"What a weird movement!" Ruan Qinghong finally understood why the master of Guiyan Pagoda was so afraid of Wei He.

This person is almost the most bizarre person she has ever seen in most of her life.

Innate divine power, rain-covering speed, and high-speed agility comparable to leg skills. When combined, this is the situation in front of you.

Such physical skills, coupled with poisonous ways...

"No wonder Yanjunshan died at your hands. You deserve to be the Xuanjing Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and you deserve to be the Master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!" On the other side, Bishui Shura said in a cold and low voice.

"At such a young age, you have such strength and cultivation. If it becomes a problem in a while, what will happen!? It seems that I can't keep you today!"


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