"Hahaha, it’s really nice! However, since you know everything, I won’t fight with you. I’m just a very ordinary member of the temple. I think you should send someone to find us if you want to challenge the book. The lord is better!" The man in black turned to leave.
"Stop!" The white shadow floated in front of the man in black, "Don't you know? I told you to go back just because I don't want you to do those sneaky things again. Destiny has your own destiny. Why don't you dare to be upright with us? How about a fight? Hey, I know, your Yama Temple has dispatched a lot of people this time, not only you, but even the spies from the Three Martial Arts have been cleared out now, so why are you so persistent!"
The last sentence was so soft that the black killer and Wu Ling felt warm at the same time.
"I don't know what your status is in the three martial sects?" The man in black was obviously shaken by the soft voice's persuasion.
"Hehe, I can't say that I have any identity, but I am very familiar with the head teachers of the three major factions!" Bai Ying said lightly.
"Ah!" The man in black exclaimed, "Well, that's not--!"
"It's fine if you know, don't you agree to pass this message for me?" Bai Ying's tone became softer again.
Suddenly, the man in black respectfully bowed to the white shadow ninety degrees, and said respectfully: "I knew it was you, the kid wouldn't be so rude. I will rush back to report to the Lord at this moment. , Leave first!" He straightened up, took a few steps backwards, turned around and left like a gust of wind.
"Hey." Bai Ying sighed, and suddenly floated towards the direction where Wu Ling was. "What a weird qi!"
Moved up and down, and suddenly disappeared like that - Wu Ling was taken aback. He thought that the white shadow was floating towards him, and then said such inexplicable things. He must have found himself, but disappeared without a trace.
Wu Lingru was in a dream, not knowing what kind of kung fu Bai Ying had trained, it turned out to be so unpredictable.
Suddenly sniffed in the air, and found a faint smell similar to "sandalwood", almost inaudible.
Wu Ling smelled the strange scent, chased forward a few steps, and gradually walked to the downtown area, where the scent disappeared.
"Should it be out of the city?" Wu Ling thought this way, and ran towards the city gate, regardless of how the citizens on both sides were pointing to him.
Wu Ling smiled sullenly, and he still admired himself with such curiosity in such turbulent times. However, he really didn't understand what the conversation between the two people just now meant
Yama Temple? A group of white shadows? In the clan? Yunyu Mountains
"Aren't the people of the Yama Temple and that group of white shadows the same race?" Wu Ling recalled the books he had read in his mind, and combined with what he had seen and heard in the past six months, the martial arts of the Yama Temple were very strange, especially It was the skeleton puppet technique that caused him to suffer a great loss. Thinking about it now, it really doesn't look like an ordinary martial art.
The group of white shadows seems to be the fascinating figures in Dengxianmen, Huayu Pavilion, and Dragon Tiger Palace, but who would she be? Moreover, why is her martial arts so weird that it turns into a white shadow abruptly
These days, Wu Ling has already consulted Yue Guli for the three major realms of the Huawu realm. It seems that even the peak realm of the Great Perfection of Huashen can't do this, right
As soon as he left the city gate, the group of white shadows rushed forward with all their strength, as fast as a meteor rushing to the moon, without taking the right path, just rushing through the wasteland.
Wu Ling, who followed him, sighed bad luck, because in the summer outside Tianxiang City, the ground is full of trees, gravel underfoot, and the terrain is even more uneven.
Wu Ling didn't know where this white shadow would float from the next moment
How did Wu Ling know that this white shadow that even the man in black as the opponent just respected was the most unprovoking person in Huayu Pavilion.
At this moment, the two sides worked together, and Wu Ling used all the qi from the beginning to urge Yuhua to ascend the fairy step, only to not lose the vision of this group of white shadows. If you want to get closer, it's harder than reaching the sky.
One thousand meters, only one thousand meters, whenever Wu Ling thought he could catch up with more strength, the speed of that white shadow would also increase. Even for this kilometer, Wu Ling exerted great effort to suckle, and couldn't even close the distance even a little bit. This made him feel extremely pressure.
Moreover, this group of white shadows seemed to be hide-and-seek with Wu Ling. They had obviously ran out of Tianxiang City for more than a hundred miles, but then returned. Wu Ling just followed the white shadow around Tianxiang City and ran back and forth a few times.
What worries him even more is that he is chasing the white shadow, behind him, there are also a group of people chasing him!
At first, he thought the people behind him would be Fengfu's group of people, but when he stopped now, he found that he was wrong, and the wrong was very outrageous!
The people behind are not here to help him, but to kill him! Because, he saw the costumes of Yan Luo Temple on those people, and among these people was his old acquaintance, Hu Sandao!
"Hey, it seems that the people of Yama Temple didn't listen to the words of the white shadow just now!"
When he stopped, the few people immediately surrounded them, and their speed did not slow down in the slightest.
Wu Ling was shocked, knowing that these people were close to the realm of Yi Sui, and their skill was not weak.
Wu Ling panted, pointed at the rubble behind him, and said lazily: "No way, I can't run anymore, let me come out!"
In the grass behind them, three men in black hoods and black scarves, with indifferent eyes. At first glance, they knew that they were masters in the temple of Yama, and their momentum and posture were not too condescending to Li Yufan.
Lan Ruoyun gave a secret compliment in his heart. The team that Wu Yiyang carried failed to kill him last time. This time, he found some more powerful characters.
"Is it this kid?" Hu Sandao's cold voice sounded, as if a cold wind blew by, "Where is Yue Guli, if you say it, you can spare your life!"
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!" When the words fell, Wu Ling decided to strike first, and hit the person closest to him with a punch. The person flashed back, and Wu Ling fisted with him. He went up, his figure followed, but he rushed past him-his goal was Hu Sandao.
"boom."
Hu Sandao was not in a hurry to dodge, he forced Wu Ling's punch, his throat was sweet, blood spilled from his mouth, and he ran away in a hurry. The two companions had already swung their swords and slashed over.
Wu Ling laughed and turned around proudly to face the two outstanding killers, surrounded by a huge expanse of light. Under the surging wind, they sprinted between the two. In an instant, the three of them reached their hands for a change, and the two quickly backed away. Go, collide with the already injured Hu Sandao, staring at Wu Ling who is standing tall and chic in amazement.
"Don't follow me anymore, there is no time to play with you today!" After Wu Ling warned, he turned and ran, and there was no shadow in a blink of an eye.
"What a master!" Hu Sandao murmured as he looked at the direction where he disappeared, "but of course he wouldn't know. Several adults are waiting for him!"