Two days later, in a forest, winter is about to pass, and the mountains are quietly emitting vitality. A tender bud grows out on a seemingly dead tree. Under a huge rock, a tender bud struggles to push away the stone that presses it, stretches out two leaves, and greedily absorbs the sunshine and dew juice.

The snow covered on the top of the mountain melted its cold clothes under the warm sunshine. The clear snow water flowed down from the top of the mountain and flew down the cliff. The gurgling water sounded like the sound of a piano, playing the singing of spring.

"call!"

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly blew up, interrupting the peace of the ground, and a tender grass that had just grown out of the ground was stomped off by a luxurious boot.

The man with a tall figure, long black hair was loose, and a gorgeous dress. His face and eyes were flashing with cold light. The man with a strong murderous aura was gathering. It seemed like he was back in the cold winter month, and a piece of ice formed where the man's palm touched.

This middle-aged man was Yang Xiu's father Yang Zheng. After seeing him tragically die from Zhang Kaifeng, he handed over his son's body to his accompanying person and chased him all the way. This was the second mountain he and Zhang Kaifeng came to.

Yang Xiu's father looked at the rising sun, and the warm sunshine fell, which made his expression suddenly relax.

"bump!"

Suddenly, just as Yang Xiu's father's expression was relaxing, a roar came not far away from him, and several sharply sharp logs rushed out of the rotten grass on one side.

"So brave!"

Yang Zheng was furious. The pain of losing his son almost made Yang Zheng go crazy and the pain was in his bones. He didn't arrive at the first time to rescue his son, which made him very guilty. Moreover, he was unable to kill Zhang Kaifeng at the first time, which made him more and more unable to suppress the bloodthirsty murderous intent brewing in his body.

At this moment, Zhang Kaifeng suddenly launched an attack, which was a good time for him to vent. He vaguely saw a figure mixed in the logs, and immediately rushed to the death. He waved his sleeves and slapped it out with a palm.

"Boom!"

The palm that Yang Zheng blasted out turned into a palm light and rushed out, and immediately hit the land that was attacking. The palm light was invincible. The land was immediately shattered by the palm light, and even the figure was submerged by the palm light.

"Kingzheng!"

A sword sounded, and to Yang Zheng's left, a cold light broke out from the rotten bushes. Behind the long sword was Zhang Kaifeng, who was hiding behind. Zhang Kaifeng's clothes were only a layer of underwear, and his outer clothes were used by him to lure the enemy. His dirty appearance was covered with rotten juice. Only in this way could he cover up his own breath and not be discovered by Yang Zheng. Those logs were just a trick. Taking advantage of Yang Zheng's anger, the long sword stabbed Yang Zheng's back.

The chill was so sensational. Yang Zheng's murderous aura made him look like a ray of light on his back. He was shocked. He was actually overwhelmed by anger, which made Zhang Kaifeng find an opportunity to use the assassination sword.

At the critical moment, Yang Zheng is worthy of being a strong man. When he was raised, a layer of true energy came out of his body. Zhang Kaifeng's long sword was only half an inch away from his back heart and could not move forward.

"Protect the body and the body!"

Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. He felt that his long sword seemed to fall into a vortex and could not move.

This Gangqi is like the essence, obviously stronger than when the boss of the Liu family used the Demon Yuan Dan to break through the realm. He is much more proficient in the use of true qi, and can already use Gangqi to defend.

"Catch you!"

The sadness on Yang Zheng's face had disappeared, but instead he had a hideous murderous intent, and his emotions were very calm.

"I've been fooled!"

Zhang Kaifeng woke up, why did he clearly sense the change in Yang Zheng's mood, but failed during the assassination? He had been observing Yang Zheng for two days, and he was always in a sad mood. He thought that the time was right before he took action. He didn't expect that it was the other party's plan to lure the enemy. His thoughts had long been made by the other party, and he set a trap for him without realizing it. He was unaware of it. It was too terrible, cunning and insidious than Yang Xiu.

In a flash of thought, Zhang Kaifeng's hair stood upside down, Yang Zheng's protective energy threw him out, and the tiger's mouth in his palm was immediately shattered by the qi, and blood flowed out. Yang Zheng turned around and slashed over with his palm.

The palms were majestic and domineering. The cold air that hit her face made Zhang Kaifeng feel like she was in an ice cellar. Yang Zheng was far higher than Yang Xiu's axis, and he was simply an old fox.

Zhang Kaifeng's left hand came out of the hilt from behind, and it was the Han Guangsword. The Han Guangsword stretched out his sword and saw him crossing his chest, blocking the fierce palm that was coming.

"when!"

A harsh metal sound rang out, and Yang Zheng was stunned on his face, so why he couldn't see the real object but hit it?

The palm hit hard, and Zhang Kaifeng was immediately as if he was struck by lightning. He vomited blood on his mouth and flew backwards, landing in a pile of grass, but no longer thought about drawing the sword, but turned around and left. Feng Wu used the ten strikes and rushed to the other side.

"Where can you go!" Yang Zheng reacted very quickly. Seeing that he could not take Zhang Kaifeng with one palm, he saw that Zhang Kaifeng was about to escape, so he immediately chased him out.

How could Zhang Kaifeng listen to him? Feng Wu used ten strikes at full speed. This set of extremely high light skills that had been missing for hundreds of years suddenly showed terrible points. Although he had not reached the realm of refining essence into qi, he had the most high light skills in the world. Zhang Kaifeng walked like the wind and disappeared in Yang Zheng's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"How is this possible? What kind of light skills is this? It is as fast as the wind and as fast as the lightning." Yang Zheng was surprised. He found that he could not catch up with Zhang Kaifeng. He had been walking in the world for many years and encountered various martial arts that he had encountered were obviously more than Zhang Kaifeng's age, but he did not recognize this terrifying light skills.

"But you are still too tender. After being beaten by my palm, the cold air invaded your body. If you want to escape my pursuit, it's still not OK. I will slowly waste you to death." After a brief surprise, Yang Zheng was worthy of being an old Taoist who was walking in the world. He quickly analyzed the advantages and disadvantages: "That kid's sword is very strange, but it will all be mine."

After saying that, Yang Zheng gently tapped his feet and flew to another branch, flew to another branch like a dragonfly, and soon disappeared into the vast mountains.

A hunting battle between hunters and prey has officially begun.

Two days later, at 10 noon, the snow covering the mountains in winter had completely melted, the mountains became extremely wet, and many wild beasts that had passed the winter came out to find food, and the cheerful sounds of birds and beasts sounded in the forest.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the shade of the tree, scaring some animals who were drinking water fled in scattered. The person came was covered in mud and blood was still stained with. This person was Zhang Kaifeng. He was chased by Yang Zheng all the way, making him dare not rest too much.

Holding up the clear snow water, Zhang Kaifeng washed his face, and after drinking a few sips of cold water, he felt much more awake. After a brief stay, Zhang Kaifeng rushed into the jungle on the side, and Yang Zheng also arrived soon after leaving.

"Hmph! You can't leave." Yang Zheng looked at the traces by the stream, smiled coldly, drank a little water and followed.

Walking among the mountains and forests, Zhang Kaifeng looked for some remaining wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and rushed to the other woods to prepare. He knew that Yang Zheng would definitely catch up and had to design it well.

Fortunately, he also learned how to survive in the mountains in Nanshan Town. In order to be able to eat some meat for his mother, he would follow the hunters in the town into the mountains, and set up traps with him.

The mountains were silent, and Zhang Kaifeng hid his figure and quietly waited for Yang Zheng to follow him.

Sure enough, not long after, Yang Zheng appeared in the forest. He was walking in the garden and obviously did not regard Zhang Kaifeng as a threat. His eyes swept across the surrounding bad realm like an eagle, and his breath was released.

At this time, a pair of sharp eyes shone out from the inconspicuous cluster of dead grass, staring at the footsteps moving forward intently until the footsteps were only one meter away from him, Zhang Kaifeng decisively cut off the rope.

Suddenly, clusters of arrows flew over from different directions, and twenty or thirty simple arrows flew out at the same time, the target was Yang Zheng. Some of the arrows flew out of the ground, and some of them flew out from the feet of the tree, and immediately surrounded Yang Zheng.

"A little trick!" Yang Zheng smiled coldly. During the period of pursuing, he saw Zhang Kaifeng's different traps, but he could not cause harm to him.

Yang Zheng slapped his palms one after another in the air. Suddenly, the palm force exploded, and his body was full of true energy. He immediately slapped at the arrows that attacked his body like a wave. Before the arrows were approached, they were slapped by Yang Zheng's palm force.

When Yang Zheng's face was showing contempt, a sword light suddenly appeared half a meter from Yang Zheng's place. It turned out that the trap set by Zhang Kaifeng had never thought that it could hurt Yang Zheng, but it was just that he could move his foot close to him when he was distracted and took action.

In an instant, the sword light, Zhang Kaifeng rushed out with the sword, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Yang Zheng's body, and stabbed him with a sword, stabbed towards Yang Zheng's heart.

Yang Zheng was shocked. How could he not realize that Zhang Kaifeng's realm was higher than Zhang Kaifeng? It was too late for him to activate the protective energy in the face of this sword, because he had not used the energy in order to lure Zhang Kaifeng into the sword.

"Disillusion!"

Seeing the sword getting closer, Yang Zheng truly felt death, like a bundle of ropes wrapped around his neck tightening tighter. Yang Zheng shouted angrily, circulating the internal force in his body, and rolling true energy came out, trying to form a protective energy.

The swift sword pierced in the blink of an eye, and the sword immediately pierced the weak energy. Seeing the sword edge coming, Yang Zheng did not care about the danger of injury to his palm, but one palm firmly clamped the moving sword forward.

"Do you think you can kill me like this?" Yang Zheng shouted.

"Of course I wouldn't think so." Zhang Kaifeng smiled slightly, and the hilt of the sword held in his left hand slashed out with one sword.

Han Guang, Han Guang, only where the light shines can it be displayed. Although the sword body cannot be seen, a sharp breath still makes Yang Zheng feel it.

Seeing Zhang Kaifeng's strange smile, Yang Zheng felt something was wrong. When he felt the sharp breath, his face changed drastically. He let go of the sword in his palm, and then forcibly shocked the true energy that had just gathered, trying to shake Zhang Kaifeng to death.

"Hurry to shake off the true energy, and you will also be injured."
Chapter completed!