The hand covering the sky, one hand covering the sky!

This is the famous skill of Yun Zhengrong, the head of the Yun family.

It was through this move that he built up the territory in the northwest and laid the foundation of the Yun family.

Qi Xiang had heard An Zhi mention this move more than once, but he thought he had no chance to experience it, but he didn't expect that he would meet in this wilderness.

However, Qi Xiang looked up and saw clearly that there was no one in the sky. In other words, the sky-covering hand that covered the sky and the date appeared out of thin air.

However, Qi Xiang understood the reason. In fact, when the Yin Feng appeared, he had a vague speculation. Now that he saw the Sky-blocking Hand, he was completely sure.

Xuan Xiu, Da Xuan Xiu, Qi Xiang is very sure that the leader of the Yun family is Da Xuan Xiu with a spiritual soul realm above the day trip...

"Damn, if you beat the younger ones, it will be easy to attract old ones."

Qi Xiang smiled helplessly. From the stagnant air, he knew that he would definitely not be able to hide, so he could only bear it.

"boom!"

The huge cloud hand seemed to be able to cover the world and slapped down. As the palm landed, dust on the ground flew, yellow sand rolled back, forming a whirlpool.

This terrifying vortex is like a big wave under the sea, creating a huge pulling force in the circling. It is this pulling force that makes Qi Xiang feel obstructed and extremely pressured.

As the pressure came, Qi Xiang felt her body sinking, and her shoulders were carrying a huge force, and her muscles and bones creaked slightly.

"puff!"

In an instant, Qi Xiang's feet sank, sinking into mud and sand, and the paint passed by in a blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

The yellow sand was rolling around, and the huge cloud hands finally fell down, slapped Qi Xiang's arms with a palm. The huge shadow of cloud instantly covered the space of more than ten meters in an instant.

With the rumbling sound, the already soft ground immediately broke into pieces. It collapsed inch by inch, and finally formed a huge pit.

The round pit is like a spacious pond, two or three meters deep.

From this we can also know how terrible the power of the Sky-Crossing Hand is.

After a long time, the dust settled.

At the center of the pit, Qi Xiang lay miserably in it, her whole body was covered in bruises and blood. She had white bones, and there was no air in her incoming but not out, and she was dying...

Depending on the situation, Qi Xiang will definitely die in a while at most.

However, although the clouds in the sky had dissipated half of them after one blow, they did not mean to stop. They were still condensing, circling and condensing...

After a while, the faint cloud turned into a thick and long giant spear, and fell straight above the sky, piercing Qi Xiang in the hole of the pit.

"Damn it, it's too much!"

In an instant, a wave of light flashed through the hole of the pit, and the illusion disappeared immediately as the air twisted. Qi Xiang quickly flew out of the pit and ran away.

Qi Xiang was agile and seemed to be unscathed, but in fact she suffered some internal injuries and her face turned pale. Fortunately, such a minor injury did not have any effect.

At least, the speed of escaping is not much slower.

When he ran away, the giant spear also turned around and roared and chased after him...

While running, he chased and killed him. The speed was very fast. With a few ups and downs, Qi Xiang had already run for thousands of meters. He didn't need to look back at all, just knowing that the Yun Spear was chasing behind him was still there.

Chasing forever, never ending.

"As for that, I didn't kill anyone."

Qi Xiang muttered that he really didn't kill anyone, but it was just a bit more ruthless than killing people. The blow in the club was nothing more than destroying all the internal organs of the fog in the clouds.

Even if Yun Zhongwu is not dead, it is probably even worse than death. From then on, he will become a useless person with five labor and seven injuries. He will cough up blood and hurt his lungs at any time, and he will be inseparable from medicine for his whole life.

But no matter what, at least it is not dead, right?

If a person is not dead, why should he chase him thousands of miles away? Isn’t that better?

Qi Xiang made a sincere suggestion, but she ushered in a giant spear turning into an arrow, and a tail swung through, passing through the heart.

"Swoosh!"

A single arrow pierced the heart, very sharp, and reached Qi Xiang's heart in a blink of an eye.

"That's despicable!"

Qi Xiang fell on the grass with a flip. After he rolled on the side, he changed direction and continued to rush quickly.

You can't run away. During the period when he was entangled by the clouds, the masters from all sides of the Yun family must have surrounded and killed them.

The longer you stay here, the more dangerous his situation will naturally be. If you are really caught up, you will be truly hiding at that time, which is called "don't respond every day" and "don't work in the earth."

So there is no way, only running...

Run away!

However, after two or three tests, he also discovered something that was indescribable, and it seemed that it was not Yun Zhengrong's soul.

Judging from the breath and fluctuations, it seems like... a Taoist soldier!

That's right, it must be a Taoist soldier!

Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed. It must be a Taoist soldier made of spiritual bodies. If it were a soul, he would not be able to escape at the speed of his rushing speed.

Only the Yinhun Taoist Soldier, whose strength was greatly reduced in broad daylight. So even if he entangled him, he could never do anything to him.

"It seems that the head of the Yun family is really still in seclusion and has not come out."

Qi Xiang was thinking, but although the head of the Yun family had not officially left the customs, he must have noticed that he had beaten the fog in the clouds, so he sent Taoist soldiers to chase after him for thousands of miles.

"It's true, as a senior, you have a very narrow mind, so you can't be more generous?"

"It's shameless to intervene in the disputes between juniors..."

Qi Xiang mumbled, and after running for a long time, the speed was a little slower. On several occasions, he was almost hit by the machete transformed into a Taoist soldier who was chasing him from behind.

"No, I have to think of a way to destroy it."

Qi Xiang frowned and thoughtful, regretting it a little too much, and did not prepare the talisman in advance. Otherwise, she would just take out a thunder talisman, which would be the nemesis of the ghost Taoist soldier.

If a talisman is bombarded, even if the Taoist soldiers are not destroyed, they will be greatly damaged and unable to track them.

Unlike now, I end up running around.

At this time, Qi Xiang was sweating all over and her clothes were a little wet. If she continued like this, she might not have been killed by the Taoist soldiers, but she would have exhausted herself first.

In a hurry, Qi Xiang looked up and looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and surprises were intertwined.

"Ha, it's true that there is no way out."

At first glance, Qi Xiang's worrying mood suddenly disappeared. At this moment, he suddenly accelerated, rushed and rushed down a mountain.

In the distance to the top of the mountain, there is a very turbid river with rapid water flow.

The water surface of the river is magnificent, and the rolling river water is endless, and it is stormy from time to time.

Needless to say, that is the origin of Chinese civilization and the mother river of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Yellow River!

The Yellow River was right in front of him, and the sound of water like thunder was clearly heard into Qi Xiang's ears, which naturally made him overjoyed and very excited.

After seeing the Yellow River, he rushed away without saying a word.

For a moment, Qi Xiang seemed to be about to fly, her legs were like hot wheels, and a yellow dragon rolled out on the ground, reaching the edge of the Yellow River in the dust.

The Taoist soldiers behind seemed to understand that this was the last chance to attack Qi Xiang.

Otherwise, it will be even more difficult to catch up with Qi Xiang when she jumps into the river and then chases her.

At this moment, the Taoist soldiers did not neglect. They twisted in the air and turned into a huge sickle, and then slashed it with a whoosh. The sickle was like the moon, captivating the soul.

In an instant, a wisp of cold wind blew, the white grass swayed, and the sickle suddenly disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already on the side of Qi Xiang, slashing in the waist!

"Come again..."

Qi Xiang's eyes turned cold: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"The water comes!"

Qi Xiang's body suddenly stopped and stopped quickly, but he lifted the weight lightly, and said lightly without any fireworks. While he stopped, the surging Yellow River water suddenly rolled up a big wave, and the waves hit the shore.

He was on the shore, and the river was surging, and it quickly got on the shore, and then he held it under his feet.

In an instant, Qi Xiang's body rose into the air under the waves.

The Taoist soldier's sickle could only pass through the river, breaking the river with one knife or two.

The sickle cuts off the water, but the water flows continuously and it instantly reunites.

"Prison!"

In the air, Qi Xiang suddenly stretched out her hand and the waves that were about to fall immediately rolled back again, then submerged the ghost Taoist soldiers and blocked them.

The water flow rotates like a ball, and there is a dark shadow inside, like a demon and ghost, constantly squirming and struggling.

"Dao Soldier..."

Qi Xiang looked at it curiously and really wanted to study it carefully.
To be continued...