"Shaomei!"

Zheng Ya also looked ugly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gao Bishao wake up. His eyes turned, and the transmission of the voice had already floated to Gao Bishao's ears.

"This person cannot fight hard, let's quit!"

Although Gao Bishao got rid of the other party's spiritual charm at this time, she was already scared. She nodded to Zheng Ya and rushed towards the cave behind her without saying a word.

The strong wind blew the sleeves high, pulling the clothes and making noises. The two of them walked together and had already brought their body skills to the extreme.

"Hehe..., want to escape?"

The monk named Jishan grinned, and the image of a monk with no desires and no desires dissipated. Looking at Gao Bishao's graceful body and beautiful posture, the meaning in his eyes was well known.

"Dadada..."

There was a steady sound of footsteps in the passage, and they walked slowly from outside to inside, just blocking the way Zheng Ya and the others.

The footsteps of the visitor were filled with strange rhythms and rhythms. Although he was not seen, his momentum had already faintly shrouded from a distance.

"Another master!"

Zheng Ya's face darkened, and Gao Bishao's figure beside him also slowed down.

Their hearts had already sunk to the bottom of the valley at this moment!

*******

The reason why Changqing Mountain is called Changqing Mountain is because this mountain is covered with green plants all year round. In recent years, the evergreen shrubs at the foot of the mountain have been cut down, but from the hillside, there are still dense bushes.

"It's not something that can't be sensed from here!"

Chen Zi'ang and the other two who had abandoned their horses to the mountain stopped in a forest, with broken branches all over the ground and rich moisture in the air.

"What a sharp sword energy! Zheng Ya is worthy of being the son of the head of the Shanhai Sect."

Zhuoke stopped beside a big tree and looked at the broken branches in front of him that were cut off by the sword energy.

"The kung fu is good, but the brain is not very good!"

Chen Zi'ang sneered, calming down his mind and secretly sensing the aura here. There were three breaths in total, one of which was unfamiliar and messy, and it should have been injured.

"They are chasing people!"

Kong Boren nodded and said, "I heard that he is a short man, and he speaks very badly!"

Of course it sounds unpleasant, otherwise these two people would not be tempted to chase each other.

"It seems that the man wants to lead Zheng Ya and the others to his base! There must be masters there!"

Zhuoke frowned, looked at Chen Zi'ang again, and felt relieved.

So what if there is a master? Can a person innately emerge in this remote countryside?

"Going up!"

Although there was no mental sensing, the remaining aura could still be sensed by Chen Zi'ang. Coupled with Zhuoke's tracking technique, the speed of the three of them did not slow down, and they advanced straight along the traces left by Zheng Ya and the others.

"Get into the hole!"

Kong Boren stood in front of the cave and looked inside with a knife in one hand.

Chen Zi behind him frowned and suddenly shouted coldly.

"Someone is fighting fiercely inside!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already penetrated into the cave, and the qi that was stirred up quickly was then stirred up around with the words.

"Walk!"

Zhuo Ke snatched the snake-headed stick in his hand, and his whole body swayed several feet away and sank into the cave.

Kong Boren said nothing at the moment, clenched the long knife in his hand and followed closely.

"Dangdangdang..."

The sound of metal and iron fighting seemed particularly rapid, and the dull and humble shouts of reputation and pride of laughter were also heard from afar.

Chen Zi'ang paused suddenly.

"Sher..."

A little cold light suddenly flashed three feet in front of him, crossing the void, and quickly hit Chen Zi'ang's throat. A dark figure suddenly appeared in the dark cave with a cold murderous intent.

With Chen Zi'ang's innate sensing, he was only able to detect it by the other party within three feet of his side!

"Bang!"

Before the rapid advance of the airflow came, Chen Zi'ang's body had already broken back as if it had violated the laws of physics, avoiding the sword in front of him by a slight distance.

"kill!"

The fierce murderous aura was no longer hidden, and it ran out of the person in front of it. The sword light wandered and differentiated, and the sound of the sword roar suddenly exploded! Several cold lights also covered Chen Zi'ang's eyes, throat, vagina and other vital parts around his body.

What Chen Zi'ang feared the most was the long sword in the hands of the person who came. The sword body was ordinary, but it contained a sharp murderous intent in his own sense. He could actually make his innate realm Tiangang's body feel a stinging pain without getting close to him!

"Good sword!"

A low voice of praise sounded, and Chen Zi'ang's palms transformed into a shadow of palms in front of him. A few cold lights were suppressed in an instant and could hardly move.

"How is that possible?"

The person on the opposite side was shocked, but his movements became more and more violent. Relying on the sharpness of the sword in his hand, he cut across and vertically into a sword net, and the shining cold light shone through this dark passage.

With the sword light, the appearance of the person in front of him also came into Chen Zi'ang's eyes, but he was a tall and handsome middle-aged man.

And the other party could naturally see Chen Zi'ang's ordinary facial features.

But both of them are people with a firm mind and will never be careless because of the beauty and ugliness of each other.

Chen Zi'ang's palms transformed in front of him, his five fingers were bent and extended from time to time, accurately avoiding the sword's edge, slapped or clicked on the attacking sword, and even took the opportunity to take a step forward and punched it out with a punch.

The punch that looked ordinary was like a force of Tianqingshan in the eyes of the other party. Before the fist was reached, the fierce force had already pressed his body slightly bent, and the true energy in his body was difficult to move, and his mind and mind were almost stagnant.

"Innate real person!"

Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and the man suddenly roared, the ground under his feet exploded, his body flashed like a ghost, breaking through the fist covering his body, and flew backwards desperately.

He suddenly turned in mid-air, and the roar of dragons and tigers came from his body, tearing open the air behind him, and fleeing away in a stream of light.

"Good kung fu!"

Chen Zi'ang's face was surprised. Although the punch just now looked inconspicuous, it already contained all his understanding of boxing, and his own amazing strength contained it. The other party, a acquired qi refiner, was able to retreat at the cost of a minor injury, which made him sigh.

It seems that we really can't underestimate the heroes of the world!

"Chu Xifan, the disciple of Chi Mufei, the national teacher of the Wei Dynasty!"

Kong Boren behind him was also stunned when he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.

"How could he be here?"

The Wei Dynasty's national teacher Chi Mufei is the fourth in the world!

Chu Xifan, a native of Chu, later joined Chi Mufei's sect. He was proficient in astronomy, geography, the five elements, eight trigrams, and innate Yi numbers, and even more proficient in swordsmanship!

The information of these two people appeared in his mind, but Chen Zi'ang did not hesitate and continued to run into the cave.

No matter what, Chi Mufei definitely cannot be here!

At the speed of the three of them, the wide cave was already in sight.

Zheng Ya was fighting with a black-faced man in a ball with a long sword in his hand, while Gao Bishao appeared in the arms of a bald monk, with tears in his eyes, allowing his big hands to rage back and forth on his delicate body.

"Well……"

Chen Zi'ang, who was the first to break in, was stunned when he saw this. He looked at Zheng Ya, whose face was blue and waving his long sword desperately, and Gao Bishao, who was crying. He had already understood what happened.

Poor guy!

He glanced at Zheng Ya with sympathy, and Chen Zi'ang's face turned solemn, facing the old monk with a strange appearance.

"Your generation of experts, don't you feel like you have lost your identity when you do this?"

In the mind and mind, this person has strong qi and blood, coordinated yin and yang, and the qi is hidden in the surrounding environment, and is undoubtedly a congenital real person.

"Amitabha! Only by seeing through can you let go; only by letting go can you be free! I am achieving this donor."

Jishan put his palms together and looked at Zheng Ya not far away with compassion.

"ah……"

Zheng Ya roared wildly, and the long sword turned into a stunning rainbow, rushing towards the big man in front of him, but he was not defensive to himself.

It seems that this person has not let go and has no wisdom. Ji Shan couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly with regret on his face.

"snort!"

The black-faced man snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand flashed suddenly, hitting the sword lights in the sky accurately. Zheng Ya, who was already weak in breath, felt as if he was struck by lightning. He suddenly trembled, and he was anxious to attack his heart and fainted on the spot.

A long knife was obliquely separated from the spear that continued to pierce. Kong Boren waved his sleeves, and Zheng Ya, who was unconscious, had already rolled and moved aside by him.

"Rozabu, you are here too!"

"Kong Boren! What a coincidence!"
Chapter completed!