Feng Wuyou and Ruzhe had a hard time escaping.

Previously, Feng Jiaojiao wanted her alive, and the divine guards did not kill her as soon as they arrived, so she was able to succeed with one blow.

But it's different now, her strength has been exposed, Feng Jiaojiao quickly eliminated her, the barbarians no longer care about her life, and their situation immediately becomes difficult.

Throwable weapons such as crossbows and short guns were thrown at them as if they were free of charge, and Feng Wuyou and Ruzhe had to dodge from time to time.

The barbarians were already better at traveling in the mountains than Feng Wuyou, and in addition, it was a waste of time for them to evade. In just a short moment, the distance between them and the barbarians was much closer.

As the distance gets closer, the power of bows and arrows and short spears increases exponentially, making it more difficult for them to hide.

In fact, because Feng Wuyou didn't see a vine under his feet, he staggered and was in danger of being hit by a thrown short spear.

Fortunately, Ruzhe gave her a hand and she managed to escape.

As a result, Ruzhe was stabbed firmly into his shoulder by the short spear, causing him to scream in pain.

Damn it! The short spear piercing the body will naturally affect the movement. Feng Wuyou raised the knife and cut off the exposed part of the short spear, leaving only a short section for easy processing later, and then pulled Ruzhe to dodge.

After entering the tree, he briefly covered his body.

Their speed could not match the speed of Dazhou Shuman's pursuit. Ruzhe was injured again. If he continued running like this, it would only be a matter of time before he was overtaken.

Rather than being chased and risking life and death, it is better to take the initiative.

Feng Wuyou tore open the corner of his clothes and took out more than ten gunpowder balls from inside, clasping them tightly in his hands.

At the same time, he moved his strength to his arms, held the short knife in his hand, inserted it into the big tree in front of him, and then slid it hard along the tree body.

This big tree is so thick that it can be hugged by a person. It would be a fool's errand for ordinary people to break it.

But the short knife in Feng Wuyou's hand was already sharp, and with the blessing of her inner strength, her potential exploded at a critical moment. She actually cut off most of the big tree, leaving only a small section still connected to the bottom.

"You need gunpowder!"

Ruzhe is also familiar with barbarians and is no stranger to gunpowder.

Although the black projectile in Feng Wuyou's hand was different from what he usually saw, the faint smell of sulfur still allowed him to recognize what it was at a glance.

"You're crazy!"

He shouted: "How dare you use gunpowder in the wilderness!"

Doesn't she know that using gunpowder in the wilderness can easily cause an uncontrollable explosion?

Feng Wuyou rolled her eyes at him: "Why can't it be used?

If you don’t use gunpowder, you will die, but if you use it, you may still have a chance of survival. Which one do you choose?”

Ruzhe didn't choose. As a mature barbarian, he was taught not to use gunpowder easily, so he had no choice at all.

Feng Wuyou's words suddenly changed: "Besides, you can't use gunpowder indiscriminately only in the realm where you are familiar with barbarians. This is a mountain. Could it be that when you encounter barbarians when you go into the mountains, you don't use gunpowder." Ruzhe was dumbfounded, he still

I really forgot about this.

If the opponent was a raw barbarian, he would have already thought about the gunpowder, but because the opponent was also a familiar barbarian, he was subconsciously restrained by inertial thinking.

Feng Wuyou pinched three gunpowder balls in his hand, put the others on his body, and stared closely at the person chasing behind him.

Ruzhe was tied to a boat with Feng Wuyou. Even if he wanted to object, he had no choice but to lower his waist like Feng Wuyou and stare nervously ahead.

"Where are the people!"

Feng Jiaojiao's people quickly chased him nearby, and when they realized they had lost Feng Wuyou, they all stopped.

What surprised Feng Wuyou was that Feng Jiaojiao was among these people.

With such a strong body, she didn't expect that she walked on the mountain road without hesitation, and she actually arrived with these guards.

She narrowed her eyes into thin slits, filled with hatred: "Search for me, we have been chasing, someone else is injured, they can't get far!"

After the words fell, Ruzhe's expression immediately changed with shock, and he lowered his head and glanced at his injury.

There was blood dripping from his wound all the time. When he hid, he didn't have time to deal with it, and he didn't know if it dripped on the ground.

All barbarians are good at hunting. If there is blood on the ground, it will not be hidden from their eyes.

He patted Feng Wuyou and pointed at his injury.

"It's okay..." Feng Wuyou lowered his voice: "I just want them to see it."

The natural instinct of barbarians is that their noses are sharper than dogs. There is only such a small place here, and you can't hide even if you want to.

It makes no difference whether there are blood stains or not.

"There's blood here!"

Someone among the barbarians shouted, causing Feng Jiaojiao to immediately go over to check.

"What two idiots!"

Feng Jiaojiao said viciously: "Search for me, I want to see how long they can hide!"

Several barbarians followed the blood trail and walked towards them.

Feng Wuyou stared at the distance between those people, then looked up at the big tree to confirm its height.

Step by step, they are getting closer and closer.

When he reached a certain range, Feng Wuyou suddenly raised his hand and without any warning, threw out three gunpowder balls in his hand.

Boom boom boom! There were three loud noises in succession, and three pieces of gunpowder exploded one after another, raising the soil on the ground half a sky high.

"Gunpowder! They use gunpowder!"

"They are crazy! Do they want to drag us to death together?"

The huge explosions caused by the use of gunpowder in the wilderness had a huge shadow on them. Several mountains or even entire mountains were flattened, and everyone within a few miles of the surrounding area was affected, and no one survived.

Even the body could not be found.

So much so that now, whenever they see someone using gunpowder, they will subconsciously associate this behavior with madness and death.

Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help but show a horrified expression.

But after a moment, her expression became even more fierce.

She realized that she had belittled the saint named Shantong again. She knew that she could not escape, but she could resort to this method of killing both of them.

This woman's thoughts and courage are absolutely unparalleled.

She had always thought that she paid enough attention to Shantong, but now she discovered time and time again that she was wrong, very wrong.

The explosion and the fear of gunpowder made Da Zhoushouman panic, and he ran for cover in the flying mud.

Taking advantage of this brief confusion, Feng Wuyou pushed Ruzhe: "Stay away!"

Ruzhe was pushed four or five steps away by her palm and looked at her in surprise.

What is she going to do?

Feng Wuyou took a breath, and with enough luck, he raised his right foot and stomped on the tree pole! The next second, Ruzhe's eyes widened in shock.

The tree, which was big enough for a person to hug, made a crunching sound under Feng Wuyou's kick and fell in the direction of the barbarians.

At the beginning it was very slow, as if in slow motion.

But as the tilt angle became larger and larger, the speed of the big tree falling became faster and faster. The barbarians were disturbed by the gunpowder. When they noticed that the big tree had fallen, the big tree had almost reached their heads.

It's simply impossible to avoid it.

"Run! Get out of the way!"

Some people who noticed it early shouted loudly and quickly moved to both sides to avoid it.

Feng Wuyou kicked him out and didn't look back. He dragged Ruzhe back and ran away: "Why are you still standing there, waiting for them to catch us?"

Ruzhe never came back to his senses.

He did see Feng Wuyou scratch the mark with a knife just now.

But in his opinion, even if the knife was sharp, it could only make a gash in the tree.

The big trees in the wilderness are always strong, so a hole like this will have no effect at all.

Therefore, he never expected that with just such a small opening, Feng Wuyou could knock down such a big tree with just one step.

He now believes more and more firmly in his previous judgment.

Feng Wuyou is not a human, but a monster.

If Feng Wuyou knew what he was thinking, he would be stunned to death.

The short knife was indeed not long enough, and the cuts it could make on the tree were limited.

But her inner strength was enough to cause deep scars on the tree.

Her last kick was just the last bit of power to overwhelm the tree.

Of course, this so-called small amount was a result of her exerting her full strength.

To this day, her legs are still numb and painful.

This wild tree is actually extremely hard.
To be continued...