A figure appeared in each direction around the commander's body. It was not until the powerful power in their hands exploded that the commander discovered their existence! In an instant, countless flying swords shot at the commander's body!
Wei Yuan and the three Daoji warriors each held a flying sword and gun, pouring firepower at the commander. The flying swords smashed his armor, tore his robes, destroyed his flesh and blood, and then carved strips on his bones.
Cracks. In the blink of an eye, the captain was hit by dozens of flying swords and was covered with bruises!
These flying swords are different from the buried flying swords. They are much larger and more powerful. Any flying sword is equivalent to a single blow from Daoji, and all these thousand captains are equivalent to being continuously bombarded by Daoji monks.
Dozens of memorized Taoist methods, even though the body of the Dharma was strong, it was still seriously injured at the moment.
When he was about to take a breath, the sword case was emptied, and there was finally a gap in firepower.
A ferocious smile appeared on the captain's face, and the shaman, who was coming at full speed, also breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the blink of an eye, they saw that Wei Yuan and the three warriors each took out a sword box and reinstalled it. The whole process took less than a breath. Then the captain's sinister smile froze on his face, and the shaman turned around and ran away!
The torrent of flying swords tore apart the captain, and then Wei Yuan looked up at the sky expectantly, but there was no gift from heaven and earth. Only then did Wei Yuan remember that the laurel fairy tree had revived. However, it had not sprouted yet, and it had eaten so much.
The gift of heaven and earth?
Wei Yuan went to look at the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and saw two new shoots sprouting on the ground. One had white-gold leaves, the other was blue, and there was a small circle of frost around it. No wonder the gift of heaven and earth was gone again... Wei Yuan
Quietly left thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
This kill was a clean one. In just a few seconds, Wei Yuan and Daoji Warrior each emptied two sword boxes, equivalent to 160 hits from Daoji Monk. In terms of output power per unit time, it has exceeded
After learning Wei Yuan's golden light water blade technique, it was only slightly inferior to the Eternal Eternal Qianqiu Sword, which he had just learned superficially.
The captain's broken form and soul did not return to heaven and earth, but were absorbed by the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and submerged under the feet of the girl's yin and yang, and then the spirituality of the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles slowly increased again.
Wei Yuan quickly put away the commander's weapons and waist bag, sent the two Daoji warriors back to the mountains and rivers, replaced them with a warrior with strong Dao power, picked up the woman on his back, and continued to escape. This time, after running for two seconds, Wei Yuan
The mark left behind was touched. Judging from the information sent back by the mark, the pursuers turned into a Dharma minister and more than ten Taoist priests.
It seems that after killing the captain, the shaman was frightened. He only dared to follow the previous mark after confirming that he was still far away. The distance between the two sides was already three hundred miles.
Wei Yuan slowed down slightly, and his Tao power began to increase slowly.
Hundreds of miles away, a young man from the Liao ethnic group with a height of nearly ten feet and a deep face stood on the top of the snow peak, looking into the distance. The shaman next to him said tremblingly: "...Lord Longying, this is what you are passing by. Zhetai has already
He died in battle, and I left in order to inform you of the news."
The young man from the Liao ethnic group had a pair of strange light gold eyes. He listened patiently to the shaman and said, "Zhetai's strength is pretty good. You said he only lasted five breaths?" "Yes, he is very powerful against magic weapons.
Moreover, two more people were ambushed. None of the subordinates were aware of these two people before." The shaman trembled slightly as he spoke.
Long Ying is the only one among the seven captains of the Snowy Golden Horde who has not arrived at Yujing, but it is even more terrifying to be able to sit in this position without arriving at Yujing. Moreover, he was accepted as a righteous man by the Great Khan.
Zi, has a very high status among the Liao people.
"Is the mark still there?" Longying asked. "It's still there!" the shaman said quickly.
"Just be here, give me the direction, and we'll chase you."
The shaman hurriedly released the blood bees, and then said to all the Taoists: "You can go back on your own."
"No, I just need some errands." Long Ying waved his hand, and a halo lit up on each Taoist priest, and they were all lifted slightly out of body. With more than ten Taoist priests, Long Ying still had enough energy to move.
Following the shaman is effortless.
Wei Yuan, who was running, received another tracking message, and this time the distance changed from three hundred miles to ninety miles!
The speed of the pursuing troops increased sharply. Needless to say, there was definitely a strong man arriving. If I were a little less lucky, the next time the blood mark left traces, I would be directly sensed by the enemy, and then I really wouldn't be able to escape.
Wei Yuan did not panic, but stopped, quickly set up a Feng Shui formation, and used the breath of immortal plants to temporarily stimulate his own luck, and then continued to escape. After a while, the blood bees flew over the area, and Long Ying and
The shaman followed closely behind, and more than a dozen Taoist priests were dragged flying behind Dragon Eagle.
The blood bee seemed to be aware of it and wanted to land, but the shaman urged it very quickly, so it continued to fly forward, ignoring the abnormality it sensed. A group of Liao people just flew over the Feng Shui array set up by Wei Yuan,
Not aware of anything.
Soon the Liao people arrived at the place where the blood seal left its mark. The shaman said: "He should have gone less than eighty miles, and he may have changed his direction. We can predict his direction appropriately, so that maybe next time
We can catch him."
"Left!" Long Ying said without hesitation.
So everyone chose a direction slightly to the left and started chasing. On the way, the shaman said: "I have long heard that you are very lucky, sir. This time the enemy will most likely fall into your hands and be easily captured!"
Long Ying had a forthright temperament, laughed, and said: "After I became successful in self-cultivation, I encountered many adventures every time I went down the mountain to practice. I acted based on intuition and never missed it. I basically didn't need to think. I made all my fellow disciples half angry to death, but
There is nothing you can do about it! For me, traveling around the world is so simple!"
While talking and laughing, Dragon Eagle flew out two hundred miles with a group of Daojis. At this time, the new mark direction was transmitted, and the distance between the two parties changed from ninety miles to one hundred and thirty miles, but increased by forty miles.
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Judging from the current direction of Wei Yuan, he fled to the right from the previous node, and the direction deviated quite a lot from the direction of everyone, almost at a right angle. The shaman and the Liao tribe quickly caught up to the new mark. This time
The shaman did not dare to mention predicting the direction again. But Longying said in a deep voice: "Left!"
So a moment later, Wei Yuan opened the distance by another ten miles, "Left!"
"Left!"
After making five mistakes in a row, Long Ying's face could no longer be described as ugly. He chased to the left five times in a row, but Wei Yuan fled to the right five times in a row. The distance between the two sides had increased to two hundred miles, and this was still Long Ying's face.
The eagle quietly speeded up.
On the sixth time, Dragon Eagle said to the shaman: "Come here!"
The shaman groaned in his heart, thought for a while, and said: "Left!" But Wei Yuan chose the right this time.
On the seventh time, the shaman also became angry and said angrily: "I don't believe it anymore. Can he run to the right again?"
Selecting the right seven times in a row, isn't this the same as a casino opening seven big ones in a row? Shaman doesn't believe that any casino can open seven big ones in a row! If you really encounter such a casino, Shaman will definitely be smashed by it.
The seventh time the result came out, Wei Yuan still ran to the right. The shaman felt that he had encountered a stubborn donkey.
The eighth time, the shaman finally stopped being stubborn and chose to go to the right. But this time the stubborn donkey suddenly turned around and wanted to be a good person.
Looking at the mark that was still two hundred miles away, the shaman finally lost his temper. Long Ying couldn't stand it anymore, so he cursed the shaman as "trash", and then chose the left. So the two stubborn donkeys got into a fight again, and they started fighting again.
Seven bars.
At this time, Long Ying suddenly realized a problem and said: "He is just a mere Taoist, how could he escape for so long? Isn't he exhausted yet? What Taoist can have so much Taoist power?"
The shaman said: "There are many Taoist techniques that burn longevity and activate potential. Maybe he is not far from death now. Sir, let's put these subordinates down. It will take at most half an hour to catch him!"
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Long Ying shook his head and said: "Speed ​​is not the key now."
If the directions of the two sides are different, the faster the speed, the farther the distance will be. Besides, the speed of more than two hundred miles at the current moment is difficult to last even with the ordinary method. At this moment, the shaman's blood is boiling and his heartbeat is like a drum.
Most of the mana has been consumed.
Long Ying said again: "Didn't you just say that he was also escaping with a mortal?" "Judging from the mark left by the blood seal, it should be so."
"It's just a Taoist master, and he brings a mortal with him. If he can't catch up with me, then what's the point of my reputation as Dragon Eagle! I just take these dozen Taoist masters with me. This is only fair."
The shaman secretly complained in his heart, but did not dare to say anything more. However, it is not without merit that Master Longying must choose left every time. It is equivalent to forcing Wei Yuan to circle in the mountains in disguise. It's just that the circle they run is larger.
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At this moment, there was a slight sweat on Wei Yuan's forehead, and while he was running with all his strength, suddenly a wisp of blood rose from his head and left a mark in the air. Wei Yuan did not hesitate, turned directly to the right, and continued running wildly. The wind in the snow mountain was too strong
Strong, running is only slightly slower than flying, but consumes much less energy. At this time, the woman who had been silent suddenly said: "Let me down, you can't escape with me!"
Wei Yuan said categorically: "Absolutely impossible!"
"If you do this, both of you will die! If you let me go, at least you can live. If you are serious, you can avenge me in the future." "Don't even think about it! Unless I die."
"But..."
Wei Yuan slapped the woman on the butt and said viciously: "Shut up!"
Suddenly there was a flush on his face, and his Tao power was revived, and he had used the Tao method to activate his potential.
In the cracks that have not been closed in several places in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, there are green fires rising again. The vitality of the earth has faded, and the spirituality has gradually declined.
Wei Yuan remained calm, and with a wave of his hand, a Daoji warrior appeared, replacing the warrior who had exhausted his Dao power, and continued running towards the woman. In this way, the three warriors relayed, and their speed was always at its peak.
However, every Daoji consumed Wei Yuan's Dao power. After all, he was seriously injured, and there was still residual Canghuo in the Daoji. After running at full speed for two hours, his Dao power finally bottomed out.
If the only person chasing after him was the shaman, then Wei Yuan would be sure to exhaust his mana and escape. But now the pursuer obviously has an extra powerful character, but this guy is really not very lucky.
They are all pursuing the wrong direction.
At this time, Wei Yuan had already used the secret method of damaging the foundation of Dao to generate Dao power, but he did not hesitate. If he was asked to abandon the woman, he would rather turn around and die in battle.
At this moment, a new bud shook, shaking off the only white-gold leaf. The leaf fell to the ground, and suddenly turned into a massive amount of extremely cold moonlight, spurting out from the ground!
The moonlight turned into a white-gold light curtain, twisting and fluttering in the air, and the recovery speed of Wei Yuan's power instantly increased dozens or hundreds of times. Not only did it refill in a moment, but the upper limit continued to increase.
Wei Yuan's speed stabilized at top speed. Finally, night fell, and a terrifying will came. Wei Yuan instantly hid in a natural cave, and then sealed the entrance of the cave. The same was true for the chasing Liao people, who were as arrogant as Dragon Eagle and hid immediately.
He went underground and didn't dare to move.
In this vast expanse of snow-capped mountains in the far north, if danger begins to come outside noon, then after nightfall this place truly becomes a dead end, and it is difficult to move even if you are not a true king.
In the small cave, the shaman moved his body with difficulty, squeezed a group of Daoji's men closer together, and finally got some space to move, and then said: "Sir, he can't escape far! We will definitely catch him early tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!