Lang Xiao was relieved when he learned that his parents were fine.

He believed in Haotianqing, and with him leading his comrades to protect him, the Lang family would be absolutely in danger in the city.

Langxiao can finally let go and complete his own affairs.

At this moment, the three heavenly kings are still chasing them relentlessly.

Due to the huge psychological shadow brought to them by the previous trap, the three of them moved a lot slower.

After walking for a while, several suspected traps will appear from time to time.

After the three of them spent time researching, they found that the trap was fake.

The three of them were furious several times in a row, but they would rather believe that they were.

"Damn it, this Lang Xiao is really sinister and cunning, elusive."

The king of the country roared in a low voice, feeling very depressed inside.

"Keep calm, this is exactly what Lang Xiao wants to bring to us." The King of Guangmu continued to detect. Having said that, the anger that pounded in his eyes showed that his mood had long been unbalanced at this moment.

Duowen Tianwang said: "We are too slow. If we continue chasing like this, Lang Xiao will really escape."

The king of the Chiguo said angrily: "If we kill our brother, if we still let him escape, wouldn't we become a joke?"

"Don't be excited, he can't escape. I can track him to the ends of the world."

The King of Guangmu is full of confidence.

But half an hour later, the King of Hirome stopped and frowned.

His nose was sniffing hard, and he was circling around the intersection.

"What did you find?"

The king of the king asked.

"There is a problem, there are three forks, which is impossible."

The King of Guangmu said in surprise.

"It's obvious that this is Lang Xiao's trick. He knows that we have tracking techniques, so we deliberately set up a suspicion array and we can't separate."

The King of Duowen is the most steadfast, and suggested.

But his proposal was opposed by the king of the country.

"Langxiao and the people from the Demon Sect had a big battle, exhausted and were chased by us again. Now he must have no strength. He is bluffing."

Guangmu Tianwang said: "The scenic area is not far ahead. If we don't speed up, we will let him escape."

Duowen Tianwang said: "I still don't agree with separate actions, the risk is too great."

The king of the country sneered: "We are the great ghost warriors, fearless. Has the comfortable life worn away all your sharpness and courage?"

Guangmu Tianwang said: "That's right, if we can't even deal with a seriously injured younger generation, how can we live in the world?"

The King of Duowen had no choice but to agree to separate, and the three of them walked the same path.

After the three of them separated, their speed really increased greatly.

The King of Guangmu is a master of tracking, and the path he chose is the most likely path.

However, after following along the way, he suddenly realized that his path was wrong and there was no more roaring breath ahead.

"No, this thief Lang Xiao really wants to kill us."

He wanted to turn on the communications continuously, but found that there was no signal here.

The three of them fanned forward, and in the past ten minutes, they had been away from a distance.

Langxiao is like a plant, quietly attached to a big tree.

His breathing was almost gone.

Running in the forest, the power of blood played a huge role, allowing him to recover quickly.

Not only that, his internal strength has also increased to a certain extent after exerting its limit.

If he had to use the unit [year], his cultivation level was equivalent to five years, but now it has increased by 20%, reaching six years, which is even more profound than when he fought with Shan Liwen.

This is the horror of the Song family's bloodline.

As long as they don't die, they will become more and more brave and have amazing endurance.

Unfortunately, although the three of them repeatedly overestimated Lang Xiao, it was still not enough.

After a night of running and tracking, the three of them had actually consumed nearly 50% of their physical strength.

But Lang Xiao has reached the current peak of perfection from 20% of the original strength.

With the increase and decrease, coupled with Langxiao's differentiation, they have actually become Langxiao's prey.

Langxiao hunts, very patient.

At this moment, even when he faced the King of Duowen below, he did not reveal any murderous aura.

The King of Duowen is the most cautious, he will hardly stay in one place for two seconds.

Killers are born with strong spiritual sense. Killers who can come out of concentration camps have a sixth sense that is beyond ordinary people, and have a very keen sense of danger and murderous aura.

Even a little murderous aura can attract their attention.

As a killer, restraining one's murderous aura is both the basic skill and the most difficult thing to do.

At this moment, the King of Duowen was moving forward carefully, his muscles tensed and ready to go.

Squeak!

Suddenly a sound came.

The murderous intent in the eyes of Duowen Tianwang suddenly surged, and a whoosh sounded like lightning, and a long knife stabbed out, and a shrill animal cry came.

A hare was stabbed by him.

This speed is amazing.

King Duowen also breathed a sigh of relief and cursed: "Little beast, it's okay to scare your uncle."

Just as he was relaxing, a sharp murderous intent suddenly came.

The King of Duowen was immediately scared and lost his soul.

This murderous intent came too suddenly, too terrifying, and too close.

A flash of lightning and a puff.

Before the sword in the hand of King Duowen was cut out, his man had lost all his strength.

He looked at Lang Xiao in shock, with endless fear and confusion in his eyes.

The next moment, Lang Xiao reached out and pulled out the sword that was inserted above his head. In the blood hole, blood shot out like a fountain.

"You really shouldn't be separated."

Lang Xiao said coldly, on the Autumn Water Sword, blood dripped down the blood tank, the cold light flashed, as bright as a mirror.

The King of Duowen fell to the ground with a normal voice, his eyes wide open, and his anger was exaggerated on the spot.

Lang Xiao smiled coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was frozen.

This sword technique that fell from the sky still uses basic sword moves.

However, as he accelerated with all his might and suddenly exploded, he exerted his terrifying power.

Even if Lang Xiao faces such a trap, he will only die.

King Guangmu was nervous and had a very bad premonition.

But he still chose to believe in his brother.

The anxiety in my heart became stronger and stronger.

King Guangmu was in a panic.

The smell of blood began to float in front of him, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Langxiao, I want to tear you into pieces."

This roar was so shocking that the world was filled with ghosts and gods, echoing back and forth in the valley for a long time.

His nose is naturally much sharper than that of ordinary people, and after targeted training in concentration camps, it is several times higher than that of ordinary people.

The King of Guangmu rushed forward frantically, climbed over a small slope, and saw a person kneeling in front of the big tree in front of him.

Blood almost dyed the surrounding land red.

The hole above the head is still bubbling with blood.

"Brother, you died so miserably!"

The King of Guangmu was furious and hatred was dazzled, and the sword in his hand was trembling and beeping.

"Langxiao, I have a vegetation and fight to the death."

He shouted sternly, his nose shaking, trying to find Langxiao's breath.
Chapter completed!