The dark wind suddenly picked up, wrapping up the pure thoughts and turning them into black shadows.

As his thoughts drifted, Ji Yuan seemed to be wandering like a wandering soul.

Silently, he sneaked into the thatch.

In the dark dense forest, there are towering trees.

It was like blocking out the sky and the sun, just covering up his whereabouts.

“If you want others to not know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself!

A young person who wants to plot a plot...but can't hide from the prying eyes of ghosts and gods!"

In the wandering soul's field of vision, there were eight groups of fiery red lights like furnaces.

They are all masters of blood transfusions!

Witnessing this scene, Ji Yuan felt murderous intent in his heart like a desert wind and snow.

The deep and biting cold is hidden but not revealed!

"Brother, what is that kid doing so slowly and sneaking into the thatch?"

A sharp voice sounded sadly.

"Lao San, no matter how powerful the young talent is.

Even if you haven't taken off your physical body, you still have to eat, drink, and have diarrhea, so maybe it's convenient."

The leader of the Blood Eagle Guards narrowed his eyes and seemed to be a little wary.

"However, we need to be careful whether this kid is aware of the rumor and escapes with an excuse.

The commander-in-chief had specially warned that the mud-legged man named Ji was particularly cunning and should not be underestimated.

Lao Liu, you are good at Qinggong. Go over and take a look.

If he is not here, send a message immediately so that Yan Sheng can intercept and kill him!"

"As you command!"

A ghostly figure nodded, its steps swaying slightly.

The whole person disappeared in an instant, not even the slightest sound of wind disturbed him.

This is the assassin organization that was very prosperous in the past, the inherited technique of Qinglongtang, the heart-piercing step.

Pay attention to storing the Qi and breathing, making it perfect without leaking, and completely integrating the body into the surroundings.

Once you practice to a great extent, you can follow every step even if you are standing behind your target.

Even if you are as close as one person, you will not be captured by your five senses.

There are more than thirty Blood Eagle Guards in total, and they are the elite dead soldiers selected by Zhao Wulie from the army.

The martial arts they learned were not popular goods of the imperial military department, but were mostly top-secret inheritance from heretics.

You can do it quickly and pursue explosions.

Specializing in assassinations, beheadings, and encirclement and suppression attacks!

Because they are not registered by the Ministry of War, their martial arts skills have nothing to do with the imperial court... Only then did Zhao Wulie dare to send out this force blatantly!

In addition, Yan Sheng and Meng Changhe are the scapegoats, so whether they succeed or not, Duke Liang will not be involved.

"You are hiding in a dark place and dare to act separately. You really don't know how to live or die."

Ji Yuan's mind flickered and his face was expressionless.

The ghost that was condensed with thoughts rippled like water.

He turned his eyes and followed the ghostly blood eagle guard into the thatch.

No matter how good the Qinggong is, it is just a method of controlling the wind with the help of virtual reality, and dodging and leaping around.

How can it be compared to the yin and yang power of the God of the Sun!

The ways of ghosts and gods passed down in ancient times are comparable to all kinds of martial arts.

The best thing is that it is often unpredictable and changeable, making it difficult to guard against.

Calculating mentally but not intentionally can easily work.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Sure enough, this Blood Eagle Guard sneaked out of the evil jungle without noticing Ji Yuan's ghost clone at all.

He was careful and kept his body low, winding like a dragon or a snake, walking on the thatch like a sword.

Wearing iron armor, his movements are extremely flexible.

Not even the slightest rustling sound was made.

"How come the mud-legged guy is nowhere to be seen?"

The Blood Eagle Guard frowned and said doubtfully:

"Could it be that... Big Brother really guessed it!"

When the thought flashed across his mind, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Like a frightened beast, the hair on his body stood on end, giving birth to great fear!

Cold murderous intent suddenly enveloped me, like a steel needle piercing the surface of the body!

The extremely sharp and powerful energy seemed to appear out of thin air, suddenly exposing the five senses!

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows...not good!"

The blood eagle guard reacted quickly, his mind was shaken, and he immediately broke away from the terrifying feeling of falling into an ice cave.

The iron will tempered by the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, as well as the changes in life and death that he experienced several times, made him not sit still and wait for death.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

In such haste, it was too late to pull out the long knife from his waist, so he could only fight it with his fists and feet.

The five fingers of this blood eagle guard were wide open, and the inner breath of the three realms of blood exchange was like a blazing fire.

During the crackling and exploding sound, it was like a whirlpool in the sea rotating rapidly, pulling in large masses of air currents.

Within ten steps, crystalline cracks tore through the void, making a harsh "click-click" sound.

Like the wind and frost sword cutting through gold and jade, it kills the enemy with surging momentum!

Snap!

Like thatch being struck by a strong wind, a large piece of thatch fell down in an instant, sending up a scattering of fine debris!

This palm was struck so violently that the iron bones were broken inch by inch!

but……

"Scamming in the east and attacking in the west! I was fooled!"

The blood eagle guard opened his eyes wide and could not help but look frightened.

His moves were fierce, hitting the ghostly shadow behind him directly.

But it was like a punch hitting cotton, with a feeling of helplessness and emptiness.

Zhiszizi, a burst of explosions.

The thoughts of the ghost transformed by the clone are violently stimulated by the masculine blood.

It's like an ice cube falling into a frying pan, instantly falling apart and exploding!

"Die Lang Jin, Heavenly Killing Fist... are all techniques from the Qinglong Tang, the world's number one killer organization during the Baiman Dynasty!

At that time, horses trampled the rivers and lakes, destroyed mountains and destroyed temples, and the main force among them was Yang Hong, Duke of Liang, and King Yan.

Most of the accumulated heritage of the large sects and sects that have stood for hundreds of thousands of years belong to the national treasury... and the rest will probably be swallowed up by the mountains!"

Ji Yuan's accumulation of knowledge became more and more profound, and he was thinking about it.

His body is like a soaring dragon, smashing through large pieces of thatch!

He used his ghost thoughts to deceive the Blood Eagle Guards, causing the White Python Flying Fish Suit to vibrate violently.

The whole person seemed to be a tall mountain rising from the ground, suddenly appearing!

The powerful ape stretched his arms, squeezed his five fingers into a fist, and smashed down!

There was a "bang" sound, and its force was like a river bursting its embankment, which no one could control.

The void was shaking like a picture, with ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Those who kill will always be killed! Has your master taught you this?!"

An indifferent tone without any emotion suddenly reached the Blood Eagle Guard's ears.

That terrifying punch seems to be faster than the words!

boom!
To be continued...