Now we are truly at the end of our rope, and there is no other way except running away. ∽↗ However, unlike before, this time, the four of them did not run away together as before, but split into four directions and ran away.
This was something everyone had discussed before.
If you really can't escape in the end, then separate and everyone chooses a direction. This will greatly help you get rid of Yang Ji's tracking. Who can escape depends on everyone's luck.
Only when a bunch of chopsticks are tied together can they be as hard as iron. When scattered, no one can resist Yang Ji.
But now there is no choice. If not, all four people will die.
Whoosh!
Infinite lead balls the size of fingers roared out from Wei Shenzong's body. At this moment, Wei Shenzong almost used up all the killing needles in his body.
The lead balls containing the God-killing Needles were so densely packed that they blocked almost all of Yang Ji's tracking paths. This was almost the best way that Wei Shenzong could think of.
"Bang bang bang!"
Countless lead balls exploded in mid-air. Unlike before, these lead balls did not explode at the same time. Instead, they exploded one by one in sequence, which could delay Yang Ji to the greatest extent.
"Guizhou donkey has no skills!"
Yang Ji snorted coldly. As soon as the sky darkened, a big blue-black hand covering the sky, exuding an ancient aura, suddenly fell from the sky, grabbing all the lead balls distributed in the air and the poisonous needles that exploded.
in hand.
"Zizzi!"
The five fingers as thick as mountains of the big green and black hand were crushed, and all the lead balls in the palm, as well as the vicious killing needles in them, were crushed into powder.
In front of Yang Ji's death hand, nothing can hurt him, and nothing can poison him.
After a few months, with Yang Ji's breakthrough in strength, the Hand of Death also underwent tremendous changes, the most obvious of which was a layer of cyan light shining outside.
This is the reason why the hand of death appears blue-black. It's just that the light is close to the surface of the palm, so it doesn't look obvious.
Whoosh!
Yang Ji moved his hand, and the huge blue-black palm quickly shrank, then turned into the size of a palm. It was put behind Yang Ji's head.
"Weishen Zong, Lord of the Five Villages, this is the third time! Run away now, run with all your might!"
Yang Ji raised his head, looked at the four people who were fleeing and said in a deep voice.
The cold voice made the four of them tremble in fear, and they ran away faster.
Yang Ji did not chase, but just watched coldly. In the deep mountains, when faced with a pursuit, the best way for the party with the largest number of people to escape is to scatter and run away. Use the advantage of numbers to get rid of the other party.
This is the simplest and most effective.
But how could Yang Ji not guard against them? Three captures and three attempts were fun, but if they let the other party escape, they would really get away with it.
This cat-and-mouse game has become incredibly silly.
How could Yang Ji tolerate this kind of thing happening? It would have been better if the four of them didn't escape in separate ways. If they escaped in separate ways, they would have died faster.
"ah!"
Sure enough, there was a shrill sound and a plop. A figure fell down.
"Be careful, poisonous wasp!"
A sound of fear resounded through the forest. Just at the edge of the forest, giant bees suddenly shot out, flying towards the four people like cannonballs.
The mutant poisonous bees raised in these demon-suppressing formations are as strong as black iron and extremely powerful. Each one is almost equivalent to a flying sword.
Given the current situation in which the four of them are at the end of their tether, there is no way they can withstand it.
Not to mention the power of the crossbow. Even at their peak state, the leader of the third village, the leader of the fifth village, the master of the sixth village, and others could not withstand the giant bee that was equivalent to a strong general at the sixth level of martial arts.
puff!
A hundred feet away, a huge blood hole appeared on the chest of the third village leader. He opened his eyes wide and fell straight down.
Then came the leader of the Sixth Village, three venomous bees pierced his chest fiercely.
The leader of Black Wind Village, who was famous for his archery skills in the green forest, struggled a few times and fell in the dust.
Only the leader of Wuzhai was "luckier" and only had one arm cut off. But at the next moment, a long sword suddenly came and pierced the leader of Wuzhai in the back of the heart and stabbed out from the front.
The sound of the galloping suddenly stopped. The leader of the fifth village opened his eyes wide, his throat growled, and he could not move. His eyes were full of fear.
He had already anticipated his fate. But when death actually came, he suddenly realized that he was as afraid as everyone else.
"It's really an advantage for you to die like this. However, after all, I am a person who has been educated in literature and I can't do such painful things..."
Yang Ji's voice came from his ears, unusually calm:
"This sword is returned to you for those scholars who died in the Martial Palace a few years ago!"
With a soft sound and a long sword passing by, the leader of the Five Villages found that his body was getting higher and higher, and the world and scenery in his eyes were constantly rotating.
"It turns out that I am already dead..."
The last thought passed through his mind, and the eyes of the leader of the fifth village went dark, and he knew nothing.
"boom!"
Yang Ji stretched out his foot and kicked, and the bodies of the five village masters fell to the ground. Once the three village masters of the Black Wind Pirates died, only Wei Shenzong was left.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yang Ji's eyelids twitched and he felt something was wrong. He originally thought that Wei Shenzong was at the end of his strength, but somehow he got rid of the poisonous bees he arranged to intercept and escaped, and his speed was faster than before.
"It's kind of interesting, he actually still retains some strength."
Yang Ji's heart moved and he immediately understood. When Wei Shenzong and Sanzhai Master were together, they actually retained some strength and did not use all their strength.
Obviously, Wei Shenzong reserved this little energy to escape for his own life.
This guy is so cunning that he even deceives his own people. This is the first opponent Yang Ji has ever encountered!
"I want to see where you can escape to!"
Yang Ji's body moved and turned into a ray of light that was invisible to the naked eye, passing over the grass and quickly disappearing into the forest.
Yang Ji chased after him very quickly, and the movement technique of killing ten thousand people was borrowed everywhere in the forest. The speed kept adding up, getting faster and faster. However, Wei Shenzong's speed was not slow either.
After all, he is the top master of the seventh-level martial arts sect. He is also the disciple of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor. It is not that easy to catch up with him easily. Moreover, without the burden of the three village masters and others, the Shenwei Sect is faster.
However, no matter how fast Wei Shenzong is, he cannot be faster than Yang Ji.
"Boom!"
At some point, Yang Ji suddenly heard bursts of roaring sounds. Upon hearing the roaring sounds, Yang Ji's expression suddenly changed:
"not good!"
Yang Ji speeded up and chased after him. However, it was already too late. He only heard a boom, as if something heavy fell from a height into the water, and the echo even spread to far away places.
Along the undulating surface, passing by patches of woods and patches of grass, Yang Ji stopped at the edge of a cliff. At his feet, at the bottom of the deep cliff, thousands of white "jade pythons" were majestic.
Swinging. Galloping and roaring, rushing towards the east.
"White Dragon River!"
Yang Ji looked at his feet, his face ashen. He had missed this Bailong River despite all his calculations.
The Bailong River is more than fifty feet wide, extremely deep, high in the west and low in the east, with rapid currents. Yang Ji actually knew about this river. He was attacked with rocks by a master from a military family on the official road.
, Yang Ji encountered this river during his pursuit.
Yang Ji didn't expect that after chasing him all the way, he would end up near the Bailong River. Don't think about it now. Wei Shenzong must have jumped into this river.
Both sides of the Bailong River are towering, as high as a hundred feet. Yang Ji's ground boat is useless underground because there are rocks deep in the river bed.
And because of the existence of the river, Wei Shenzong jumped into it and disappeared immediately, and the giant bee could not track it.
Yang Ji couldn't even tell whether he was going up or down now.
"Xiao Ji, can you tell his direction?"
Yang Ji lowered his head and said to the little Ji in his sleeve.
A tiny snake head poked out from under his sleeve. Looking at Yang Ji, Xiao Ji shook his head. The aura on Wei Shenzong's body had been washed away by the river water, and even Xiao Ji couldn't trace it out.
"snort!"
Yang Ji snorted coldly. It was too easy for him to let Wei Shenzong escape like this.
To be continued...