The bow opens the full moon, and the arrows come out in a chain!

Yang Yu's reaction was so fast. In a tenth of an instant, he had already burst out his blood and activated his true energy. With layers of huge force, he shot out the Four Elephants Arrows of Heavenly Will!

wind!

This archery technique that has been used for the longest time has not yet reached its peak. Among the four arrows of wind, thunder, rain, and lightning, Yang Yu only realized this arrow.

However, after many days of practice, his attainment in this arrow has almost achieved great success!

Four arrows burst out, faster than sound waves!

The sea was not enough to raise its head, and the air exploded. The four arrows were already wrapped in rolling waves, like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun, falling down.

Bang!

The moment he noticed the Four Elephant Arrow of Heaven's Will, Canghai had already ignited the true energy and blood, and wanted to resist the Four Elephant Arrows, and took the opportunity to urge the Flying Sword of the Hundred Steps to take down this beast.

However, what he didn't expect was that these four arrows that clearly locked him suddenly turned back in an almost impossible situation!

"This is?!"

Canghai was moved and his pupils contracted. At this moment, he actually sensed the breath of the hundred-step flying sword.

A hundred steps?!

His heart was shocked, and his eyes were shattered and he shouted:

"So brave!"

However, his anger was obviously not faster than the arrow light. He was almost just a glance. The four arrows had all turned back and collided with the powerful force on his flying sword!

boom!

Qi and blood blend together, and the heart and mind are connected. This impact is like a falling thunder blew in front of you. Even the sea is in a flash.

But I was seeing the flying sword thrown and the palm of the flying sword diving from the air.

"To take my flying sword?!"

In an instant, Canghai reacted and, despite the pain in his mind, simply let out a long roar:

"cut!"

For this flying sword, he spent half his life pushing it to the height of thousands of forgings!

The sharp sound of his sharpness, even if he dares to reach out to grab it, he can cut off his claws!

However,

Again, however!

Just as he urged the sword technique to suck the sharp edge, an indescribable force came instantly, isolating his sense of the flying sword.

What?!

Looking at the whistling waves of air and the qi rolled away, Canghai's mind had a moment of blank space: 'My sword!!'

"Take goose feathers thousands of miles away, the gift is light and affection is heavy. The Great Sword Master of Canghai is indeed generous, so Mr. Yang had to refuse it!"

The white crane spread its wings and the air flow surging, but it cannot stop the sound from swaying.

"you……"

Hearing this, Canghai's face turned pale and red. He could no longer help but open his mouth and spit out a bit of hot and crystal blood:

"Yang Yu!!!"

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

Trepidation!

The white crane sings forever.

"So sharp?! I'm afraid there are thousands of forgings in this sword..."

On the crane's back, Yang Yu turned his palm over, and the sword marks were deep enough to see the bones, almost cutting his palm.

If you use mustard seeds to collect objects, you must have a real contact. Even if you are separated by your true energy, it will not work. Therefore, he still got the lottery when he took the sword this time.

However, with his control of his body at this time, no drop of blood was flowing out, and most of the wound was bridging in slow squirming, leaving only a wisp of sword intent where it could not be healed.

"What a great man to send a sword to a thousand miles away."

Listening to the angry shouts coming from behind, Yang Yu felt relieved, but he was not as good as he got entangled with him, because Yu Lingxian escaped again.

During this month's pursuit, he did not really fight with this saint, so he didn't know what his martial arts skills were, but his ability to escape was really unparalleled.

Among them, he avoided his Thousand Mile Soul Locking Several times. Just as this was the brief delay, he had lost the breath of Yu Lingxian.

As a sect that has been hiding in the shadows for many years, the method of hiding the body and hiding the traces of the Liansheng Sect is much more superb than that of the Six Gates and the Jinyiwei.

If it weren't for this, 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 was not panicked, and drove the red-eyed white crane to descend, and at the same time fed the big black dog a pill.

With the increase in the blood exchange level, warriors can strengthen their bodies, and dogs can, even, this kind of strengthening is even more immediate and exaggerated than the warriors themselves.

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

After several months, after the blood and energy level has risen, the ones that have chosen to strengthen are all the sense of smell!

Now, the blood level of this big black dog is only equivalent to "qi and blood are like tigers", but its sense of smell can be enough to smell any smell within a radius of twenty miles in an instant!

Yes, any taste.

无论是一千种,还是十万种!

...

...

Disguise, shrink bones and shape, change breath, blind perception, and cover up the smell...

While running, Yu Lingxian used all the methods taught in the sect, and did not hesitate to his internal breath, qi and blood, and his feet were dying.

However, even so, she was still a little nervous, wondering if she could hide it from Yang, who was more sensitive than a dog's nose behind her.

Even, she didn't know where she could go or where she should go...

Huh!

In the strong wind, Yu Lingxian was a little confused. For a moment, she felt a terrifying illusion that the world was so big that she had nowhere to hide.

The legendary four masters of the Six Gates are afraid that they will not be the case.

In the past month, she has thought she had escaped tracking more than once, but the result is that she has been taken over by a stronghold...

Some of the strongholds in Baizhou even suspected that they had betrayed the sect...

"The Canghai Grand Sword Master's 100-step flying sword single step by step Longyuan, even if he cannot kill this person, he can at least stop it, right?"

Yu Lingxian was a little confused and uncertain.

Where should I go?

Do you want to go?

In the midst of anxiety and confusion, several days have passed. In the past few days, she has been hiding out of the day and leaving at night, and traveling to places with a large number of people to avoid any possible exposure.

"I haven't seen the traces of the Red-eyed White Crane in three days. Did I really get rid of him?"

Looking at the Baizhou Prefecture City that was visible from afar, she was shocked and hesitated.

"Junior Sister Yu should stay!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

A beautiful woman in a plain yellow dress turned around in a forest and looked at Yu Lingxian, shocked and ridiculed:

"I heard that a master accurately pointed out my six strongholds. I also created a traitor in Taoism, but it turned out that it was the way my junior sister led it!"

"Senior Sister Lin..."

Yu Lingxian stopped and recognized the person, but he 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 heard that you have brought people to take down more than 30 strongholds in Qingzhou this year. I don't believe it yet. But I don't expect that you came to harm me again!"

“…”

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

"You said yes, that's right!"

She was not a good person at speaking. When facing this senior sister who had always had a bad relationship with her, she became less and less willing to speak, and she was tired both physically and mentally.

"You are the first to be the twenty-seven saints under my mother's seat. You are the first to be taken away by someone to add all the strongholds under your jurisdiction. Junior Sister Niu is better than you in such a terrible place in Yunzhou!"

Lin Surong snorted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, a scolding came from a distance: "Grandma's Lin Surong, I'm now called Lin Wenjun! If you dare to call me wrong again, you will tear your mouth!"

When the words came, they were wearing a thin gauze, delicate and charming, but they were the saint Lin Wenjun, Liansheng taught Yunzhou.
To be continued...