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Under the night, the wind and rain are thick. A few figures quietly emerged from the quiet valley.

There are tall and stout people, short, black and thin people. Of course, there is also a beautiful woman.

It is Awei, Aya, Asheng, Feng Tian and A San.

While Wujiu was busy chasing Baniu, the five people took the opportunity to escape.

No morality?

There is no such statement in Hezhou Immortal Sect. It is a common truth for people to seek benefits and avoid harm and save their lives.

Aya seemed to have some more thoughts and could not bear to leave Wujiu. Under the urging of everyone, she had to give up. So, the group climbed out of the pit, but encountered the obstruction of several Xuanwu Valley disciples, and was killed by Awei. Then, they took Feng Tian and A San to escape in the distance while the night was dark. When it was windy and rainy, they didn't know where to go, so they found a valley to hide. After resting for two or three hours, they did not see any abnormality. They decided to continue rushing. However, the direction was still unknown. When they were wandering, they whispered to each other.

"No one chases..."

"When you and I escaped from the trap, it happened that the masters from Xuanwu Valley had not arrived, so I was lucky..."

"I don't know how Wujiu's situation is..."

"My senior brother may have died in the pit, alas..."

"Nothing is said, Wujiu can't die..."

"Even if you don't die, you can't escape the pursuit. I still remember that when you and I left, the disciples of Xuanwu Valley had sent out a notes. Once the Elder of the Human Immortal came with many masters, you can imagine the fate of the Senior Brother..."

"This is also the reason why you and I hide here. It seems that the masters of Xuanwu Valley have not arrived..."

"If this is true, there will be no danger..."

"Junior sister, you can't forget that kid..."

"Senior brother, he saved your life many times, I can't keep it indifferent..."

"This... please be sure he is safe and sound..."

"Two, listen to my words. Wujiu is no better than ordinary people. He has his own way to get out of trouble. If you and I stay, they can only drag him down. It is important to hurry up and avoid long nights and dreams..."

"Just as Asheng said, set off immediately..."

"Yu Jian, or Yun Zhou..."

"The sky is not clear, and the cloud boat is convenient..."

Everyone discussed for a moment and reached an agreement. After a while, a cloud of light flew out of the ground.

In a blink of an eye, the cloud boat flew into the air a hundred feet apart. The vastness of the four directions was still impossible to distinguish between the east, south, west and north.

“Where should we go?”

"I don't know!"

"I was trapped in the big pit for a few days, and then rushed here again. I'm confused now..."

"Oh, just avoid turning around, hurry, hurry..."

With the blessing of magic power, the cloud light flashed, and the cloud boat carrying five people suddenly cut through the rain and fog and galloped away.

"There are mountains in front of you, flying high..."

"I dare not fly high to avoid revealing my tracks. Besides, Yun Zhou from the Liushen Gate is not yet skilled..."

"Asheng, don't learn without any blame..."

"He makes sense..."

"Don't worry about him, follow my instructions..."

The Yunzhou that Asheng drove was from a disciple of the Six Divine Sect. He wanted to learn Wujiu's method and rush to fly at a low altitude, but it was Awei's urging, so he gradually flew higher and gradually accelerated his castration.

"Haha, this way, in three or two months, you can reach Jinzha Peak..."

"It's far from the agreed period..."

"It's always better than being so worried..."

"If the same disciple has not arrived, it's just a matter of worse..."

"Junior sister, don't worry..."

"boom--"

The repeated dangers, the continuous rushing, and the continuous rushing of the journey had already made everyone exhausted. It was as if they could get rid of the entanglement of the masters of Xuanwu Valley from afar, and they were in a state of excitement. Unexpectedly, a sword light suddenly flew out from the valley below and hit Yun Zhou hard.

What is said is that things will turn back when extremes are extremes, and joy will lead to sorrow. This is true.

Yunzhou was just a magic weapon used to rush on the road, not a fortress that resisted strong attacks. It was caught off guard and could not withstand the heavy blow of the flying sword. Especially the power of the flying sword was extremely powerful. I saw the light flashing and a loud roar. Yunzhou collapsed and immediately threw the five people carrying it out.

"oops……"

"Elder Immortal..."

"Escape quickly..."

"Help……"

In the storm, it was like a man raising his horse and shouting loudly.

Awei, Aya and Asheng responded very quickly, and each stepped on the flying swords and wanted to escape. As for the two feather disciples who were walking with him, they had no time to pay attention to it. In the face of chaos, the sword light that defeated Yunzhou spiraled back and rushed straight to the three foundation-building masters. The three hurriedly used the flying sword to defend with all their strength, but the "bang" exploded, and the magic power backed, and the raging aura suddenly became wild and unstoppable. The three could not control themselves and fell down in the air.

"Pu, pu..."

This is a valley, only more than ten miles in radius. It is covered with thick weeds, which are very flat and open.

It was this secluded place where five figures fell one after another. Suddenly, the soil and grass chips splashed, and splashes of water burst out. Awei, Aya, and Feng Tian, ​​among them, pierced into the mud pit and disappeared. The other two were screaming and the other were muffled. They had not yet struggled to get up, and they were both shocked and silent.

In addition to the five people falling from the sky on the grass, two other groups of figures were confronting each other a hundred feet away.

A group of five people were very familiar with them. The middle-aged man in charge was actually the immortal elder of Yuantian Gate. Wan Ji, who was standing on the left and right, was also a foundation-building disciple of Xuantian Gate. A Feng and A Bing, who had escaped before, were among them. However, all five were scarred. There were 20 dead bodies lying around, most of whom were disciples of Yuantian Gate’s feathers.

There were more than ten people in the other group. The leader was a thin old man, who was fifty-year-old, brown-eyed eagle nose, gray hair tied with a headband, with a slight smile on his face and an unpredictable expression. There was also a flying sword hovering above his head, killing himself and making people frightened. Beside him were five foundation-building disciples, as well as seven and eight feather disciples.

It is not unfamiliar with it. It is the Immortal Elder of Xuanwu Valley, Le Zheng, and other immortal masters.

No need to think too much, it was Le Zheng who discovered the cloud boat in the sky and stopped it, so he suffered. How could Elder Wanji be trapped here and suffer a great loss?

"Elder—"

A Sheng struggled to get up and called out, but before he could say anything, a stream of blood spurted out. He moaned, miserable. There was a blood hole on his shoulder, and half of his arm almost got rid of it. The flying sword of Elder Le Zheng was too sharp and could not resist at all. At least he could save his life. But he didn't know what Awei and Aya were in the situation, and there were two disciples...

"A Sheng, leave quickly-"

It was Elder Wanji who was making a statement, but he was not in a good state.

A Sheng used his magic power to seal the sword wound, and took out a jade bottle and crushed it directly, and swallowed it into his mouth with a random handful of pills. He was about to respond, but he didn't expect that the cold words would sound-

"Several juniors come to the door to die, no one can leave alive!"

"Le Zheng, you have killed my Xuanwu Cliff disciples one after another. When I report to the elder, you will never escape death..."

"No, I killed the disciples of Yuantian Sect, and the rebellious disciples of Xingyun Sect. Now that you, Wanji, have also sacrificed the notes of the transmission, and have used all your means, what can you do? Why not surrender..."

"Hmph, I'm just blamed for not being able to cultivate, but for wanting me to wait for death, I'm delusional..."

"You are responsible for your own fault..."

"Formation..."

Both sides did not speak out and took action again.

Le Zheng's side has the advantage, and has set up a siege formation, and the flying swords are coming out with a fierce murderous aura.

Wanji side worked together to drive the five sword lights to circle and surround everyone. It was impossible to penetrate the wind and rain, and the defense formation was quite strong.

Le Zheng raised his hand and pointed, the sword light above his head soared into the sky, circled a little, then rushed down again, suddenly turning into several sword lights and being extremely powerful.

Wan Ji did not dare to be negligent and was ready to face the battle. With the sound of "boom", a powerful backlash power actually attacked fiercely through the hovering sword light. He couldn't help but snorted, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. The four foundation-building disciples on both sides also changed slightly and were shaking. He did not dare to slack off, and he tried his best to urge his cultivation to bless his magic power. The defensive formation barely supported, and more than ten sword lights came...

There was lightning and thunder, and the battle was in full swing.

A Sheng here also gradually came to his senses and took the opportunity to climb out of the mud puddle.

He could see clearly that Elder Wanji and his party had suffered heavy casualties and were besieged, and their fate was not good. You should know that Elder Wanji's cultivation was four or five levels different from that Elder Le Zheng, and they were very different from each other's strength. In addition, several fellow disciples were injured and could not handle it, and they would be obscured at any time. Fortunately, both sides had no time to take care of it, but there was an opportunity to take advantage of it...

"Asan, are alive..."

A Sheng climbed a few feet down the grass and saw someone sticking his butt. He leaned over and pushed him, and asked quietly.

A San hid in the mud pit, staring at the distance, and shivered in fear and said in a lost voice: "Oh, I'm going to die..."

"Stay here for a while, you will definitely die..."

"Uncle Master, I fell loose and my hands and feet were dislocated. I was fine. Run away quickly..."

"Not busy, let's see how Feng Tian...

Asheng ordered and crawled over to Awei and Aya.

Ah San fell so badly, but when he heard about his escape, he immediately cheered up and rolled over. There was a person buried in the mud pit not far away. He reached out to grab it, but the other party suddenly moaned. He was so scared that he shrank his hand and saw Feng Tian crawling out of the mud.

"Hey, not dead?"
To be continued...