The bow is drawn to the full moon, and the arrows are shooting out in a chain!

Yang Yu's reaction was so fast. In a tenth of an instant, he had already burst out his energy and blood, activated his true agitation, and shot out the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will arrow with layers of tremendous strength!

wind!

This art of archery, which has been practiced for the longest time, has not yet reached its perfection until now. Among the four arrows of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, Yang Yu still only understood this one arrow.

However, after many days of practice, his attainments in this arrow are almost complete!

Four arrows burst out, faster than sound waves!

Before the sea could raise its head, and before the explosion could explode, the four arrows had already fallen down, carrying the rolling turbid waves, like a rainbow piercing the sun.

boom!

The moment he noticed the four elephant arrows of God's will, Canghai had already activated his true energy and blood. He wanted to resist the four arrows, and took the opportunity to activate his hundred-step flying sword to capture the arrow.

[To tell you the truth, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, and read aloud with more sounds.]

However, what he didn't expect was that the four arrows that were clearly locked on him would suddenly turn back under almost impossible circumstances!

"This is?!"

Cang Hai's face moved and his pupils shrank. At this moment, he actually sensed the aura of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.

Hundred-step flying arrow?!

His heart was shocked, his eyes were about to burst, and he yelled:

"How brave!"

However, his angry rebuke was obviously not faster than the light of the arrow. It was almost just a glimpse. The four arrows had turned back together and hit his flying sword with great force!

boom!

Qi and blood blended together, and minds connected. This collision was like a thunderbolt exploding in front of your eyes, and even the vast sea was stunned.

But he was seeing the flying sword being thrown away, and the palm of his hand swooping down from the air to reach for his own flying sword.

"You want to take my flying sword?!"

In an instant, Canghai reacted, and regardless of his mental trauma, he simply let out a loud roar:

"cut!"

For this flying sword, he spent half his life's efforts and pushed it to the height of Thousand Refinements!

His sharp voice means that even if he is a Grand Master or even a Martial Saint, if he dares to reach out and grab it, he can cut off its claws!

However,

Yet again!

Just as he activated the sword technique and was about to swallow the edge, an indescribable force came instantly, cutting off his ability to sense the flying sword.

What?!

Looking at the sky where the air waves roared and the strong energy rolled away, Cang Hai's mind went blank for a moment: 'My sword!!'

"Sending a goose feather from a thousand miles away is a light gift but a heavy sentiment. The Canghai Great Sword Master is really happy, so Mr. Yang has no choice but to be disrespectful!"

The white crane spreads its wings, and the air current surges, but it cannot stop the sound.

"you……"

Hearing this, Canghai's complexion turned white and then red. He couldn't help it any longer and spat out a mouthful of hot and crystal blood:

"Yang Prison!!!"

The roar resounded throughout the city, the sound was like thunder, and lasted for a long time.

Phew!

The white crane cries loudly.

"So sharp?! This sword has probably been forged thousands of times..."

On the back of the crane, Yang Yu turned his palm over. The sword marks were deep enough to show the bones, almost cutting his palm open.

Retrieving objects from the Mustard Seed Dimension requires real contact, even if there is a gap between him and his own True Gang. Therefore, when he retrieved the sword this time, he still failed.

However, with his control of the body at this time, not a drop of blood was shed, and most of the wound was slowly healed, leaving only a ray of sword intent that could not be healed.

"Sending a sword thousands of miles away is such a good person."

Hearing the angry shouts coming from behind, Yang Yu felt relieved, but it was too late to fight with him because Yu Lingxian escaped again.

During this month of pursuit, he did not actually fight with this saint, so he did not know what her martial arts skills were, but her escaping skills were truly unparalleled.

Among them, he had avoided his Thousand Mile Soul Lock several times. Just like this, after a short delay, he had lost the breath of Yu Lingxian.

As a sect that hides in the shadows all year round, the Liansheng Sect's method of concealment is much superior to that of the Six Gates and the Jinyiwei.

If not, with Yu Fengxian's methods, he wouldn't have been unable to catch up with Yu Lingxian for more than half a year.

But Yang Yu did not panic, and drove the red-eyed white crane down, and at the same time fed the big black dog a pill.

As the level of blood exchange increases, warriors can strengthen their bodies, and dogs can do the same. In fact, this enhancement is more immediate and exaggerated than that of the warriors themselves.

A dog's sense of smell is countless times higher than that of humans, and its overall sensitivity is beyond imagination. And this big black dog obviously knows where his talent lies.

In the past few months, after the level of blood energy has climbed up, what I choose to strengthen is my sense of smell!

Nowadays, the blood energy level of this big black dog is only equivalent to that of "blood energy like a tiger", but its sense of smell is enough to smell any smell within a radius of twenty miles in an instant!

Yes, any flavor.

Whether it’s a thousand species or a hundred thousand species!

…

…

Disguise, shrink bones and change shape, change breath, blind perception, mask scent...

While running, Yu Lingxian exhausted all the methods taught in the teachings, and did not spare any of his own breath, blood, and speed.

However, even so, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know if she could hide it from Yang Zhangtou, who was smarter than a dog's nose behind her.

She even didn't know where she could go or where she should go...

Whoosh!

In the strong wind, Yu Lingxian was a little confused. For a moment, he had a terrible illusion that the world was huge but he had nowhere to hide.

The legendary four great gods of the six gates may not be like this anymore.

In the past month, she thought more than once that she had escaped tracking, but the result was that her strongholds were raided everywhere...

In several strongholds in Baizhou, some people even suspected that they had betrayed the sect...

"The Great Sword Master Canghai's Hundred-step Flying Sword can stand alone in Long Yuan. With his master's methods, even if he cannot kill this person, he can at least stop him a little bit, right?"

Yu Lingxian was a little confused and unsure.

Where to go?

do you want to go?

A few days passed in her anxiety and confusion. During these days, she stayed up day and night, going to crowded places to avoid any possibility of exposure.

"I haven't seen the red-eyed white crane in three days. Have I really gotten rid of him?"

Looking at the distant city of Baizhou, she was filled with doubts and hesitation.

“Junior sister Yu, it’s better to stay!”

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

A beautiful woman in a plain yellow skirt turned around from a forest and looked at Yu Lingxian, with a hint of sarcasm in surprise:

"I heard that a master accurately targeted six of my strongholds. I thought there was a traitor among the Taoists, but it turned out that it was my junior sister who led the way!"

"Senior Sister Lin..."

Yu Lingxian stopped and recognized the person, but it was the saint Lin Surong who was in charge of the affairs of the Baizhou sect.

Lin Surong's words were sharp and suspicious:

"I didn't believe it when I heard that you led people to destroy more than thirty of your strongholds in Qingzhou this year. But I didn't expect that you would come to harm me again!"

"..."

Yu Lingxian was a little helpless for a moment and was silent for a moment before saying:

"If you say yes, then so be it!"

She was not a person who was good at words. Facing this senior sister with whom she had always had a bad relationship, she did not want to talk even more. She was tired both physically and mentally.

"Among the twenty-seven saints under my mother's seat, you are still the first to have their lair and all the strongholds under their jurisdiction taken away. Junior Sister Niu is stronger than you in such a bad place as Yunzhou!"

Lin Surong snorted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, a scolding sound came from the distance: "Grandma's Lin Surong, I am now called Lin Wenjun! If you dare to call me wrong again, my mouth will be torn off!"
To be continued...