Murong Da stopped about three steps in front of Wu Xiangyuan, with an even more playful look on his face. He slowly raised his hand, and at the same time slowly grabbed Wu Xiangyuan's collar, but his eyes never left Wu Xiangyuan.
That ever-changing expression of fear,
This made him feel more and more excited. He thought that the slower his hand moved, the more torture it would be for Wu Xiangyuan. However, he was wrong. If it were someone else, it might be what he thought. However,
Wu Xiangyuan happened not to be among them. Just when Murong Da's hand reached halfway, Wu Xiangyuan's eyes flashed,
"Soul impact" Wu Xiangyuan shouted softly, and instantly released a powerful soul attack, which made the two Murong brothers involuntarily stunned for a moment.
"The wind passes without a trace"
While issuing the soul attack, Wu Xiangyuan quickly pulled out his sword and stabbed Murong Da's throat at an unprecedented speed. Only a soft sound was heard, Murong Da's throat was pierced, and his joking eyes instantly stared.
Big, with a look of disbelief,
He never thought until his death that the ant-like existence would kill him in an instant, which really made him die with his eyes open.
Wu Xiangyuan did not care about him, but attacked Murong Er at the same time. A Guiyuan Shen Fist hit Murong Er hard in the heart, instantly knocking Murong Er back five to six feet, and at the same time made him spray wildly.
blood,
"Despicable... shameless boy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." Murong Er spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and said through gritted teeth, and used all his strength to rise into the air. He thought he could escape Wu Xiangyuan's attack in this way.
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However, he was wrong. Wu Xiangyuan was not only a Qi-training warrior with Qi-storage realm, but also a body-training warrior with Ice Muscle level, who could completely fly in the air.
After Wu Xiangyuan knocked Murong Er away, he didn't give the opponent any chance to breathe. When Murong Er flew into the air, he also immediately jumped into the air. At the same time, he used the "shrimp bomb" in the Fish-Dragon Body Technique, which instantly hit Murong Er.
In front of him, he thrust out a sword as fast as possible
"The wind passes without a trace"
With this move again, Murong Er didn't notice any trace of Wu Xiangyuan's long sword and suddenly felt a stinging pain in his throat. Then his eyes widened, looking unbelievable and frightened. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
I couldn't explain it, and finally died unwillingly,
Wu Xiangyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had killed two enemies. Although it was only for a short time, Wu Xiangyuan was almost exhausted.
In order to be able to kill the enemy properly, Wu Xiangyuan's soul impact consumed a lot of his soul power, and his one move of Feng Guo Wuhen also consumed every tenth of his true energy, but his body refining strength was not consumed.
How old is it? Therefore, it is still possible to run away next time.
Wu Xiangyuan plundered all the belongings of the two Murong brothers, then looked at the beheaded coachman and horses, reluctantly restrained them, found a place to bury them, and then prepared to leave.
"Brother, bring in the bodies of those two bad guys," Xiao Dandan said just as Wu Xiangyuan was about to leave.
"What's the use of collecting their corpses?" Although Wu Xiangyuan was curious about Xiao Dandan's words, he still collected the bodies of the two Murong brothers into the Danfeng Cauldron. As soon as the two bodies entered the Danfeng Cauldron, they were quickly killed by Xiao Dandan.
He threw it into the Flame Mountain and burned it.
"Their corpses contain a lot of true gas. After I burn them, I can convert it into the heaven and earth here." Xiao Dandan said seriously.
"Oh, so, then after I killed the bad guy, I collected the corpse in, so that not only can we achieve the destruction of the corpse, but it can also enhance the aura of heaven and earth here.
Speaking.
"Yes, we will kill more talents in the future." Xiao Dandan almost made Wu Xiangyuan fall, but he was amused by this little guy, and the guilt in his heart dissipated a lot, so he took out the horse and galloped in the direction of Dunhuang.
Just after Wu Xiangyuan left two minutes, several people appeared quickly in the place where Wu Xiangyuan beheaded Murong brothers. These people were the elders of Huashan School, Zhang Tietou, and the dull and black hands of the Patsuma.
Of course there are others hidden in the dark,
"The soul attack just now is very familiar. It should be that the boy used the soul magic weapon again. The breath of the remaining here is definitely the small hybrid, and it will not be wrong." Zhang Tietou said, but he was a well -known tracking master who was in his faction.
Then, then
"Yes, it should be the boy." Elder Bai Mei said lightly, but he searched the situation nearby unusually.
"Who do the boy do you do with it? It's just this breath, it seems a bit strange." Yin Hei said, he wanted to say that except for Wu Xiangyuan's breath, he was a little familiar with the rest of the breath, but he didn't say it, but he didn't say it.
Since neither of them said, he didn't want to say it. If it was wrong, it would be not good, so to avoid shame at least.
"It should be fighting with a guy who is not high. The scene here is not fierce. Can you determine which direction that kid runs away?" Zhang Tietou said.
"You should escape in the direction of the Dunhuang prairie, but it is not easy to find the boy. His method of convergence is not simple. We have been deceived by him, so we must search carefully.
The people above know, our face doesn’t know where to go. "Elder Bai Mei said,
The rest of the two could not help but feel the old face, because the master of the late atmosphere of their dignitaries was actually deceived by a gas -storage boy.
It will definitely be very shameful, so the face of the two's faces became fierce, and it strengthened the determination to kill Wu Xiangyuan.
"I didn't expect the Qingcheng School to have such a genius. Compared with other so -called genius, this kid is more against the sky, and it must be killed, otherwise it will be extremely unfavorable to us in the future."
And its dignified saying.
"Okay, then Lao Tzu went to chase the kid first. This time, Lao Tzu must let him be better than death." Zhang Tietou said fiercely, and then flying out of the royal air outside the Mountain Grand Canyon, the speed was strange.
Extremely,
"This guy is still so anxious, Brother Bai Mei, let's go." Yin Hei said, and then flew over.
Bai Mei nodded but didn't keep up with it, but checked it in place again, and then murmured: "Is the Murong Family?" Then he frowned.
The identity of the breath.
Wu Xiangyuan galloped and quickly entered the Dunhuang Prairie. The speed was much faster. At this moment, he had to speed up. He knew that once he used soul power to attack, his soul power would return to its original state.
His soul fluctuates, so those who are chasing him will definitely follow the wind and follow him.
The speed of the big white horse is pretty good. After these days of constantly feeding it with spirit beast pills, it has become several times stronger and its speed is countless times faster than before, but it is much slower than Xiao Hei.
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Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but think of the dark horse. If there is a dark horse, then his speed will definitely be twice as fast. Even the masters of those forces cannot catch up with him, and the speed of the big white horse is possible
He was caught up, but he had no choice but to go as fast as possible.
The Dunhuang Prairie is indeed vast and boundless. It seems that this name was just called it by the Ming Dynasty, but the Mongolian Empire called it the Mongolian Prairie, because the Dunhuang Prairie was part of what they called the Mongolian Prairie.
It occupies only one-tenth of the Mongolian prairie, but its names are different due to different national boundaries.
It is early spring now, and the frost and snow in the north have just melted. White frost and snow can be seen everywhere on the grasslands. However, at this moment, the grass on the Dunhuang Prairie has already secretly dug out of the soil, revealing the short grass tips.
The entire prairie is decorated with tender green and looks endlessly vibrant.
The string in Wu Xiangyuan's heart seemed to have been touched. If it were normal times, he would definitely stop and reflect, but now he is just running for his life. Therefore, even if he has this method, he does not dare to take action.
The mottled colors of grass, frost and snow, as well as the yurts of Inner Mongolians, form a natural picture that looks extremely natural and harmonious, and also extremely perfect.
It must be a very pleasant thing to ride a horse in such an environment without any psychological burden. However, Wu Xiangyuan did not even dare to think about it at the moment.
Time flew by quickly, and one day passed in the blink of an eye. The big white horse was already tired, so Wu Xiangyuan put it into the Danfeng Cauldron, then replaced it with another smaller white horse and continued on the journey through the night.