Gu Wen flew over the eaves and fled quickly towards the south gate.

A figure behind him approached quickly. He turned around and glanced at He Huan, but did not react.

The other party approached with complicated eyes, and had many doubts and things to say, but knowing that the situation was urgent, he said: "Brother Hongchen, you'd better take the waterway when you leave the city, otherwise you will be killed if you are chased by the army led by Wen Renwu.

No life.”

"Why?" Gu Wen asked back: "The army moves slowly, and it is difficult to form a siege and kill force when attacking. I am afraid that he will chase him alone, but will he be able to fly with a group of people?"

"For military strength, he is the third-largest military strategist of the Hunyuan Sect. This sect integrates formations with military methods. Its Qianyuan secret method can condense thousands of pseudo-spiritual forms into soldiers, use the Dharma form as a general, and form an army with just one person."

He Huan never minced words, and he also knew that there was no extra time. The military strategist Zhenjun who had just entered the city had noticed them and rushed towards them as quickly as possible.

"If you see that huge Dharma form, it is not actually the size of the Dharma form. The pseudo-spiritual form combines with the Dharma form to form a military force. The disadvantage is that it cannot be hidden and the feet have to touch the ground. This is a flaw, similar to the formation drawing the ground as a prison and the gate of life.

."

Military posture is an extremely good method. It is simply a mobile formation. It has the power of the formation but can also move.

But there is no perfect law in the world. When it is particularly strong in a certain aspect, there must be flaws.

"Take care of yourself, I can't help you."

After saying that, He Huan immediately turned around and ran away.

Although he had always wanted to sell Gu Wen more favors, he couldn't resist the situation now!

To come here and reveal some information is already the end of my kindness, and He Huan deserves to be called a friend.

"Thank you."

Gu Wen changed direction, and there was a water gate at the south gate for shipping goods to enter Bianjing.

Although the boat he arranged had already left at this time, it should not have gone far yet. He could catch up with him in a small boat.

He lowered his head and glanced at the green beads hanging around his neck. The blue-eyed water beads had the ability to avoid water. As long as he had enough magic power, he could stay underwater for a whole day.

call out!

With a slight coldness on his back, Gu Wen suddenly turned over and stabbed out with a spear. The tip of the spear collided with another golden spear that fired mana. The golden spear was invincible and the Xuan Zhong spear shattered in hardness.

A giant in the distance pulled his bow and shot another arrow.

Bang!

Gu Wen shot it and shattered it into gold powder, but the golden arrows came one after another, so that he ran slower and slower.

There were still five miles away from Nanshui Gate, and a ship could already be seen in the distance, but the Faxiang soldiers had already stopped in front of Gu Wen. Below him was a general wearing a tiger-faced armor, holding a big halberd, and standing with a sword standing three feet tall.

.

"The Holy Lord has a decree, and if you arrest him without restraint, you can save your life."

"It's useless to talk more."

Gu Wen's body was like an arrow, and he thrust out with all his strength. The red dragon was wrapped with murderous intent.

Wen Renwu came forward, not afraid of Zhaolie Faxiang's murderous intent, let alone Gu Wen Qianjun's power.

When the two collided, air waves swept across, causing the surrounding tiles to creak and the people in the house to tremble.

Bianjing City is not empty of people. The reason why there are no people on the streets is because they know something big is going on and they are hiding. Whether it is a fight between gods, an outbreak of civil unrest, or even a coup, most people will hide.

Bang!

Suddenly, the deafening sound of metal collision sounded like firecrackers, spreading throughout Nanshuimen.

Gu Wen and Wen Renwu fought dozens of times in an instant, with their arms and weapons almost turning into airtight afterimages. But this time it was Gu Wen's turn to fall behind, and every time they clashed, his palms would crack and drip with blood.

Seeping out.

This is because the other party has already kept his hand and obviously wants to capture him alive.

The three levels of Dao foundation and military Dao are not enough to compete with a true king.

When he realized that the other party wanted to capture him alive, the strength in Gu Wen's hands became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to run out of strength.

If you want to defeat the strong with the weak, only the strong will take the initiative to reveal their flaws and use all your strength to kill with one blow.

If it didn't work, he would have no choice but to shake people off. In his plan, no true king would end up, and he didn't expect that Wen Renwu would be thousands of miles away from here and would come back in just a few days.

Wen Renwu also slowed down his offensive, but at that moment, Gu Wen's eyes were full of killing intent, he exhausted all his magic power, the red dragon dharma was coiled around him, and the five spirits appeared.

As soon as the gun was fired, a red light condensed to the extreme appeared.

The Zhaolie Spear has a hint of magical charm, and it is also the only move to kill.

The soldiers were unable to stop each other, and the halberd that was suspected to be a spiritual treasure was bounced away. The red light attached to the tip of the spear was about to touch the neck, and the hair was only slightly blown by the wind before turning into gray.

One foot, one inch, one millimeter.

In an instant, a hundred feet of golden light arose, boundless troops came, and Gu Wen was pulled into the Dharma Realm.

A towering god general stands on the battlefield, and thousands of spiritual warriors are arranged in a military formation.

The eighth level of Taoism is the third level of perfection.

Xuan Zhongqiang can no longer take a step forward. The force is the formation. With the soldiers as the base and the thought as the formation, the formation can be formed in an instant.

The place where Wen Renwu stood was always the core of the formation. He not only had the strength of ten thousand juntas, but also had the skill of four or two thousand catties. Between the tip of the spear and the square inch of his throat, the force of the army turned into thousands of swords and shields.

Xuan Zhong's spear broke off the tip of a foot, and Gu Wen flew backwards. He fell to the riverside as he expected, and broke the keel of an official ship, but he seemed to be unable to escape.

A mouthful of blood spat out, and the impact on his brain and soul almost made Gu Wen faint.

'More than dozens of times stronger than that old eunuch.'

He finally sensed the opponent's specific cultivation level. Three of the eight levels of Taoism were perfect. As a result, it was impossible for him to defeat the opponent at this stage.

In the distance, he heard a drop of blood flowing out of Renwen's throat. He stretched out his hand to wipe it away, and then looked at the blood on his fingertips in shock.

How could he trade injuries with me?

Gu Wen has only built the third level of Taoism, and he has built the eighth level of Taoism, and he still has the background of a true king. With such a gap, it should be impossible for him to be his opponent, even if it is just room for resistance.

The gap and making up the gap are the best standards used to measure a person's talent.

If I return to Bianjing a little later, no one can stop him.

"Gu Wen, your talent is enough for me to use my full strength. This is your last chance to become the Crown Prince of Daqian, or die here."

Wen Renwu walked step by step towards Gu Wen who was lying in the cabin. He vaguely understood why the Holy Lord valued Gu Wen so much. His talent would surely surpass his own in time.

After five years of hibernating as a slave, one can still cultivate a three-layer Dao foundation, and the three-layer Dao foundation can even hurt one's own skin and flesh.

And if you don't accept being a dog now, you will be the one who will die in the future.

Gu Wen struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "But I haven't used my full strength yet."

"Oh?" Wen Renwu became interested. He stopped and said in an upright manner: "It's disgraceful for me to bully a small person with a big one. Just use whatever means you have, I won't stop you."

Gu Wen took the elixir given by Yu Hua, and a warm current soothed the pain. Then he stood up and walked through the crack in the cabin where he was knocked out. A faint light shone on his palm, and two words appeared vaguely.

【Qingcang】

When he faced Wen Renwu directly, this word already had a reaction.

If Wen Renwu hadn't changed his mind, he would have been able to run away, but now that the other party's true king was chasing him, it would be his own problem if he didn't sway him.

Gu Wen said softly: "Please ask the fairy to help me."

Background is also a kind of power. You have used your background to suppress Master Tao for so long. Master Tao cannot suppress you?

Wen Renwu felt a chill rush straight to his forehead, and he rushed towards Gu Wen with all his strength without hesitation.

Boom!

A sudden change caused thousands of waves to rise.

Above the nine heavens, thousands of miles away, the sky can be covered with a snap of a finger.

A faint and mysterious sound descended from the sky.

"Of course I will help you."
Chapter completed!