Chapter 101: A misunderstanding caused by a pig

In front of He Yiming, the treasure pig was crawling on the ground, and its limbs were slowly pulling out. Although the speed was not fast, the rustling sound was indeed made by this little guy.

He Yiming's face turned dark in an instant. Before that, he had no idea that this strange voice was actually from the hands of the treasure pig.

If Hao Xue and the other two knew that the three masters of the Grand Prix were frightened and fled in panic, they would be this little guy, I'm afraid they would die of shame.

However, the little guy's actions also disrupted He Yiming's plan.

He had already planned to use the Fentian Seal or the Jiulong Furnace at all costs. It seemed that it was not impossible to catch all the three of them in one go without intention. But now, after entering the Ghost Crying Ridge, the inseparable guys have already parted ways.

At this time, He Yiming was absolutely incompetent. Even if he still had great confidence in himself, he could only leave one person at most.

As if he felt the anger hidden by He Yiming with a black line on his head, the treasure pig suddenly stopped, and the small eyes that were rolling around were looking at He Yiming through the heavy black fog.

It's strange that although the black fog here is extremely rich, it has no effect on the little guy.

He Yiming asked hurriedly: "Brother Bai, what is Baozhu doing?"

Bailingba's figure hidden in the thick fog flashed out, and he said calmly: "The pig's claws are a little itchy, so I rub them down."

He Yiming's head was dizzy. Is this guy a pig or a cat?

He took a deep breath, threw all the interference out of his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Bai, I need the Daguan Knife."

Bailingba nodded slightly, and he didn't ask at all.

He Yiming turned his head and shrank his neck, as if he had done something wrong, with a look of guilt on his face, and he said, "Little guy, you wait for us to come back here, don't leave."

Baozhu's eyes rolled and he immediately nodded his head up and down. The skin on his slightly arched nose wrinkled, making him indescribably cute and funny.

But now He Yiming no longer has the mood to appreciate it. He threw the fork sword in his hand. As soon as the fork sword touched Bailingba's body, it immediately turned into a pool of silver liquid and merged into it.

He Yiming shouted softly and said, "Brother Bai, please help me guide the good directions of Zhuguan."

Bailingba seemed to respond softly, and then a silver light flashed across his body, and his body immediately disappeared, turning into a big pass knife that was more than four meters long.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and the Daguan knife flew to his hand. His toes exerted a little force and immediately jumped up like a flying one.

In the air, He Yiming's eyes condensed, and everything around him changed subtly.

Although the black fog in the distance was still rolling and extremely rich, He Yiming still saw the shortest distance between the two points and one line.

Countless lines appeared in front of his eyes, and he stepped on one of them casually.

In an instant, his body disappeared from the spot, and when he appeared, he was already dozens of feet away.

After he left, the treasure pig, who was originally crawling on the ground, suddenly rushed up like lightning.

It shook its body, and all the soil stuck to its body suddenly flew around, and no longer fell on it. Then, a faint white light appeared on his body, illuminating from beginning to end.

The next moment, a white pig that had just washed three days and three nights and had dried appeared again.

If He Yiming was here, he would definitely recognize that the light on Baozhu's body was the light emitted by the light he had swallowed the energy stone in the past.

However, after the light at that time, all the scorched black hair of Baozhu faded away, but this time, it was just used to remove the sludge from his body.

I’m afraid that only Baozhu can take it for granted to use such powerful abilities to clean the body.

After it did all this, its little eyes were rolling around, and it didn't know what was thinking in its little head.

After a long time, it seemed that it finally made a decision, glanced at the direction where He Yiming left, then turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain.

If He Yiming saw this scene, he would definitely be so scared that he was out of his mind.

The top of Guichui Ridge hides a secret that even the Venerables dare not enter, but the treasure pig seemed to be fearless. Its speed was getting faster and faster, and finally completely sank into the black fog.

Around it, the place with the richest fog in Ghost Crying Ridge, and nothing can be seen outside of three steps...

The black fog in the air swelled, and a man suddenly appeared in the black fog for no reason. Then, he seemed to have stayed for a while, his figure flashed again, and disappeared again.

As He Yiming continued to climb over martial arts, the number of lines appeared in his eyes was gradually increasing. From the initial one, there was only one to the current ten, he provided more choices.

In addition, the speed of using the top wind-type body technique is getting faster and faster, and when he does his best to do it, he can even perform it continuously. This is the real terrifying thing.

Under the guidance of the tracker, not long after, He Yiming sensed a fast running breath ahead.

Although in such an environment, He Yiming could not see the person's face clearly, and even his back could not see clearly, he had already sensed the person's breath and locked it firmly.

He is Zhu Guanhao who is with Hao Xue and Fang Sheng.

Among the three of them, Hao Xue's martial arts cultivation is undoubtedly the most powerful, especially because he possesses two great skills: distortion and blood coagulation. Even He Yiming dared not say that he could kill him in a short time without using the Fentian Seal and the Nine Dragon Furnace.

The illusory and strange body techniques that Fang Sheng mastered also left a profound impression on He Yiming.

He had assassinated Fang Sheng, but when he attacked with the fork sword the second time, he was fooled by the opponent's body movement, and even stabbed the sword with a certainty in the air.

So if he chose one of those three people, He Yiming still targeted Zhu Guanhao.

Anyway, as long as he can kill one person, He Yiming can be sure, and the other two will definitely withdraw from Guichuiling Ridge helplessly.

Zhu Guanhao, who was running ahead, seemed to feel something strange behind him, and he didn't even dare to look back. His speed became faster and faster. This shows how much fear he was about the thing he was chasing behind him.

He Yiming sneered. In fact, he was also worried and did not dare to use the two skills of the Fentian Seal and the Nine Dragon Furnace in this ghost place. Because he had a feeling that the power of the pagoda and the Fire Dragon in the Nine Dragon Furnace were too powerful. If used here, it would probably cause unpredictable crises.

So after they separated, He Yiming gave up the idea of ​​using these two unique skills. Anyway, he had a big pass knife in his hand, and if he wanted to kill only one person, he would still be able to do it.

His body leaped gently and disappeared in the air again. When he reappeared, he was already blocking the path that he would pass.

Zhu Guanhao's eyes flashed and he suddenly saw that there was another person ahead. He was shocked. The idiot also knew that this person's target must be himself. However, out of fear of what was behind him, he was nothing more than anything. The fan in his hand rotated like crazy. Every time he turned, it was like a small vortex in front of him. Then, with a light wave of the fan, these vortexes rushed towards He Yiming.

These vortexes seemed to have some magical suction, which shocked He Yiming.

He felt vaguely that this should be the special technique that Zhu Guanhao is good at.

These masters from the mainland big families have unique skills in their hands, and no one can underestimate them.

The Daguan knife in his hand stretched forward, and He Yiming stabbed towards the center of the vortex.

No matter what special abilities these vortexes have, for He Yiming, who is holding the Great Pass Sword, there is no martial art in this world that cannot be broken.

As long as he holds this terrifying weapon, no matter what he faces, he can use the strongest way to destroy it with the strongest means.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a strong, unreasonable belief.

“Bo…”

Light sounds burst out, and all the true qi vortexes broke at this moment. Under the strong impact of the Daguan Sword, these vortexes were completely destroyed without even evaporating their original functions.

Zhu Guanhao's eyes showed an extremely horror.

When he took action just now, he thought that even if these vortexes could not force this person back, they would at least make this person frantically flicker, and he would have left by then. But he never thought that the other party would not pay attention to it at all. He just stretched forward the weapons in his hand and broke all the vortexes.

At this moment, his heart was cold.

Where did this master come from, what kind of weapon is this? How could it be unheard of in his memory?

The cold voice rang here: "Stay here for me."

The Daguan sword crossed in the air, and a momentum like a mountain ridge suddenly burst out.

In Zhu Guanhao's eyes, the person in front of him suddenly turned into a mountain range, and the endless foot of the mountain spread towards the horizon of the sky and the earth.

He felt a sense of frustration from the bottom of his heart, because he suddenly realized that he could not break through no matter what direction he broke through.

He was very anxious. Not only because of the person in front of him, but also because of the more powerful and incredible threat from behind him.

Almost without thinking, he immediately shouted: "Go away quickly, the thousand-year catastrophe has begun."
Chapter completed!