More than a dozen angry attacks came towards Yan Xiong.
At this moment, if Yan Xiong was caught by these people, these Fuso people would probably want to eat his flesh.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing how furious these guys were, Yan Xiong laughed for no reason and disappeared on the spot with a few leaps.
"Gentlemen, are you going to chase them or not?"
Several Fuso people looked at Yan Xiong's back and hesitated for a moment.
If you chase him, you probably won't be able to catch him. You might even get thrown off and then he'll come back and bully you.
But if they didn't chase him and just watched him leave, they would be unwilling to do so.
"Asshole! Who did it?!"
An angry voice sounded.
When a dozen Fuso people heard the voice, they were first happy, then frightened.
"The Palace Master is back!"
"what to do?"
Worried voices rang out among these people.
Then, before they could respond, a figure appeared in front of them.
Miyamoto Ichimo's clothes were torn to pieces and he looked extremely disheveled, like a savage.
"Who did it?"
His eyes were like a sharp knife, staring at everyone viciously.
"Palace Master, he is from Central Plains!"
Someone pointed in the direction Yan Xiong left.
Miyamoto Kazuma looked in the direction he pointed and just in time saw a figure disappear from his sight.
"You are a bunch of rubbish. I will settle accounts with you when I come back!"
Miyamoto Ichimo said in a cold voice, then immediately turned around and chased after Yan Xiong.
far away.
When Yan Xiong saw that the Fuso people did not chase him, he immediately wanted to stop and go back for a sneak attack.
As soon as he stopped, he saw a figure rushing towards him from Hongyang Pass at an extremely fast speed.
When the man saw him, he didn't say anything, but suddenly drew his long sword.
Zheng...
A hundred-foot-long blade light suddenly burst out.
The blade light appeared in front of Yan Xiong in a flash.
hiss!
Before the blade even touched him, its astonishing sharpness made Yan Xiong's scalp numb.
This knife was too fast.
whoosh!
At the critical moment, Yan Xiong used all his strength to use the Wind God Leg and easily avoided the sword light.
boom!
The blade light passed through his sleeves, and his sleeves turned into pieces in an instant. Then, the blade light slashed fiercely on the top of the mountain behind him.
With a loud bang, the mountain hundreds of feet high was split in half, leaving a bottomless scar.
“That was a close call!”
Yan Xiong glanced at the sleeve that had just been cut off, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"cut!"
At this time, the man slashed out with his sword again, and the sword light, which was stronger than the previous one, flew towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.
Seeing this, Yan Xiong dared not stay. He turned around, used the Wind God Leg to its maximum, and fled into the distance.
boom!
At the original spot, the blade slashed down, and a bottomless crack appeared on the mountain that had just been split in two.
Boom boom boom!
What Yan Xiong didn't expect was that the bastard behind him who didn't say a word had the same lightness skill as him.
No matter how he ran, that guy kept chasing him like a dog-skin plaster.
Moreover, from time to time, he would suddenly slash out with a blade of light.
Yan Xiong dodged the blade and it landed on the ground beneath the two men, instantly creating bottomless cracks.
boom!
Once again dodging a ray of sword light, Yan Xiong did not feel any joy at all from dodging the attack.
Instead, his face was extremely gloomy.
Every time he dodged, it was almost extremely dangerous.
It's okay if it happens once or twice, but if it happens more than a few times, he won't be sure he can avoid it.
In addition, the Qi reserves that he had always been proud of were almost exhausted today.
He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if his internal energy was completely used up.
"You can't escape! If you stop, I can spare your life!"
At this time, Miyamoto Ichimo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke for the first time.
His Central Plains dialect was poor, but still clear enough.
"Wait until you catch up with me!"
Yan Xiong sneered and slowed down.
“There is no human habitation within a thousand miles, and no one means no one will help you, so you definitely can’t escape!
I, Miyamoto Ichimo, love talents the most. As long as you stop, I promise that I will not kill you, and I will also appoint you as the deputy palace master of my Tianhuang Palace."
Miyamoto Ichimo continued.
"The Japanese are just the Japanese. No matter which world they are from, they are all disgusting.
Your ancestor, I don't care about your lousy deputy palace master."
Yan Xiong cursed as he fled at full speed.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"
Miyamoto Ichimo didn't know what the Japanese were, but he could still hear Yan Xiong's disgust towards him from his tone.
“Go to hell!”
All the energy in his body suddenly burst out, and a pitch-black blade light completely different from the previous one quickly slashed out.
This pitch-black blade light was composed of countless demonic energy. As the demonic energy flowed, countless ghost faces appeared in it.
As the blade slashed out, Yan Xiong felt an extremely dangerous feeling growing in his heart.
This feeling made Yan Xiong realize that he could not dodge the knife.
So he stopped immediately.
"Three-point divine finger!"
The true energy in his body gushed out desperately, and in the blink of an eye, a finger as thick as an arm appeared in the air.
"go!"
whoosh!
The three divine fingers formed by the manifestation and operation of three kinds of true energy shot straight towards the blade of the magic knife.
bite!
A crisp sound was heard.
Then a huge roar was heard.
The blade light shattered, the fingers broke, and an astonishing ripple exploded instantly.
Under this ripple, Yan Xiong was thrown out violently.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, Yan Xiong hurriedly steadied his body to prevent himself from falling.
Then, he covered his chest and ran away without even looking at Miyamoto Ichimo behind him.
Behind him, Miyamoto Ichimo was also affected by the ripples, but unlike Yan Xiong who was seriously injured, he pulled out the magic knife in his hand and broke the ripples.
"You can't escape!"
Miyamoto Ichimo's voice came from behind.
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiong said nothing and continued to run away.
After running for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Ahead is a dangerous area in the Yunxiao Mountains, a swamp with few people.
"If you have the guts, follow me into the Yunxiao Mountains!"
Yan Xiong shouted loudly to Miyamoto Ichimo, and then fled to the swamp without hesitation.
"Baga!"
Seeing the direction Yan Xiong fled, Miyamoto Ichimo's face suddenly turned ugly.
A few days ago, he and Nie Feng had been fighting and broke into the Yunxiao Mountains.
He still has lingering fears about those horrific beasts and extremely poisonous insects in the Yunxiao Mountains.
After Nie Feng disappeared in the Yunxiao Mountains, it took him three full days to get out of the extremely dangerous Yunxiao Mountains.
And now, he had just come out and was chasing someone in again.
This made him a little hesitant, and he really didn't want to face the monsters inside.
However, if he didn't chase him, the guy who had killed countless of his disciples would obviously take this opportunity to escape, which was something he didn't want to see.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed after him.