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At this moment, a strong wind swept past his right side, and Xiang Wentian suddenly laughed loudly. Then, more than ten people approaching in front fell to the ground one after another.

It turned out that Xiang Wentian had hidden the dozens of flying cones he had received before, pretending to be injured by the cones, so that the enemy would relax their vigilance. Then he actually shot the flying cones out with the technique of "flower rain all over the sky".

At this time, the fog was thick and the vision was extremely unclear. Everyone was convinced that Xiang Wentian was injured by the spike. In addition, Xiang Wentian could actually launch such a heavy hidden weapon with the "Flower Rain" technique, which was beyond the expectations of the pursuers. Therefore, more than ten people in the front were either killed or injured, and no one was spared.

Seeing this, the pursuers who had not yet approached stopped in their tracks, with expressions of fear on their faces. They had not expected that Xiang Wentian, who seemed to be seriously injured, could have such a powerful counterattack.

"You are so brave, Xiang Wentian, how dare you cheat!" The angry voice of the man came from the thick fog.

Xiang Wentian sneered, "Mr. He, you are not much better. You want to take my life? It's wishful thinking. Now that you are here today, don't think about leaving easily."

"go!"

Having said that, Xiang Wentian shouted, and he and Yi Huawei turned around and ran away. The mountain road under their feet was rugged and uneven, and rocks and dead branches often tripped them up.

After a while, the enemy behind him gradually caught up with him. He could only hear the sound of swishing and the hidden weapons flew towards him like locusts.

Xiang Wentian was agile, dodging the hidden weapons by jumping high and low. However, the pursuer's attack became more and more fierce, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Xiang Wentian became ruthless and suddenly let out a loud shout. He turned around abruptly and rushed into the crowd of pursuers like a flash of black lightning.

There were several clanging sounds, and the sound of iron clashing echoed in the mountains. A moment later, he ran back again, with a man on his back. Xiang Wentian skillfully wrapped the man's hands with the iron chain on his wrists, tied him tightly on his back, and then continued to run forward.

As Xiang Wentian ran, he smiled at Yi Huawei and said, "We have an extra living shield."

The man tied on the back was stunned at first, then he shouted loudly: "Don't use hidden weapons! Don't use hidden weapons!" But the pursuers didn't pay attention to his shouting, and kept firing hidden weapons.

The man suddenly yelled, "Ouch!" It turned out that he was hit by a hidden weapon on the vest.

Even so, Xiang Wentian was still running fast with this living shield on his back, and his pace did not slow down at all. The man on his back cursed loudly: "Wang Chonggu, you are so disloyal, knowing that I... Ouch, it's a hidden arrow, damn it, Zhang Furong, you slutty fox, you... you are killing someone with a borrowed knife."

All that was heard was a series of "Puff, Puff, Puff" sounds. The hidden weapons kept hitting the man, and his shouting and cursing gradually became quieter, and finally there was no sound at all. Seeing this, Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "The living shield has become a dead shield."

Xiang Wentian no longer needed to worry about the hidden weapons, and ran as fast as he could, turning around two valleys.

"arrive!"

Xiang Wentian then let out a long breath and laughed. He was very happy. The last ten miles of the mountain road were extremely dangerous. He had no idea whether he could escape the pursuers.

Yi Huawei looked in the direction Xiang Wentian had directed him, and saw a narrow stone beam in front of him, which led to a deep valley. The stone beam was only eight or nine feet long, and beyond that it was covered in clouds and fog, and it was all white, with no idea where the end was.

Xiang Wentian whispered, "There is an iron chain in the white fog, don't step on it casually."

"Oh, I see!"

Yi Huawei nodded.

Xiang Wentian released the chains wrapped around the "dead shield's" hands, drew a long sword from his waist, and then held the "shield" upright in front of him, quietly waiting for the arrival of the pursuing enemy.

Before the time was up, the first group of pursuers had already arrived. Among the pursuers, there were both good and evil figures. Seeing the dangerous terrain ahead and Xiang Wentian's desperate situation, everyone did not dare to approach rashly.

After a while, more and more enemies came after them. They gathered about 50 to 60 feet away, shouting and cursing. Then, hidden weapons, locust stones, sleeve arrows, etc. were thrown at Xiang Wentian and Yi Huawei.

Xiang Wentian and Yi Huawei hid behind the "shield". Thanks to the blocking of the "shield", all kinds of hidden weapons could not hit them.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar that shook the valley, and a wild monk rushed over with a Zen stick in his hand. The Zen stick in his hand weighed seventy or eighty kilograms, and it whistled in the wind as he swung it, hitting Xiang Wentian's waist hard. Xiang Wentian was quick-witted and quick-witted, and he lowered his head, and the Zen stick passed over his head. Then, Xiang Wentian shook his wrist, and the iron chain hit the ground and swung it, hitting the wild monk's foot bone.

The monk used his staff with great force, and was unable to stop in time, so he jumped up to dodge. However, Xiang Wentian's iron chain was like a spirit snake, and it quickly swung around and wrapped around his right ankle. Xiang Wentian used the momentum to push forward with his hand, using the method of using the opponent's force to attack. The monk lost his balance and fell forward involuntarily, immediately falling into the deep valley. Xiang Wentian shook and pushed, and released the iron chain from his ankle.

"Ah~~~~"

The monk's scream was extremely horrifying, and it came all the way up from the deep valley. Everyone was horrified when they heard it, and they all stepped back a few steps involuntarily, as if they were afraid that Xiang Wentian would throw them down the valley like the monk.

After a long stalemate, two people suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

One of them held a pair of halberds, and the other was a monk holding a crescent shovel. The two men came forward side by side, the halberds moving up and down, stabbing at Xiang Wentian's face and lower abdomen, while the crescent shovel pushed towards his left side. These three weapons were all very heavy, and the two men also had strong internal strength, so they attacked with great power.

The two of them had clearly seen the terrain in front of them, making it impossible for Xiang Wentian to step aside, and he had to use the iron chain to block the attack. Sure enough, Xiang Wentian swung the iron chain, and with three clangs, the double halberds and the crescent shovel were all smashed. The four weapons intersected, sending out sparks. This was a head-on fighting style, and there was no room for tricks. The crowd on the opposite side cheered loudly, obviously cheering for the offensive of the two.

The weapons in the hands of the two men were knocked away by the iron chain, but they did not retreat and attacked again. There were three clangs and the four weapons collided again. This time, the monk and the man both staggered a few times and their steps were a little unsteady, but Xiang Wentian stood firmly in place.

Xiang Wentian didn't wait for the enemy to catch his breath, he shouted loudly, and swung the iron chain to attack. The two men raised their weapons to block, and three more sharp clangs and clangs were heard. The monk was shocked by this powerful force and roared loudly. He could no longer hold the crescent shovel in his hand and threw it out, blood gushing out of his mouth, obviously he was seriously injured.

Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth, raised his double halberds, and stabbed at Xiang Wentian. Xiang Wentian straightened his chest, neither blocking nor defending, and laughed loudly, with a proud look in his eyes. The double halberds stabbed half a foot away from his chest, and suddenly fell limply. The man fell to the ground with the momentum of the double halberds, and did not move. He was actually killed by Xiang Wentian's strength. The heroes gathered in front of the mountain gorge looked at each other in dismay, with expressions of shock and fear on their faces. They did not expect Xiang Wentian's skills to be so profound, and no one dared to step forward.

However, Xiang Wentian knew in his heart that these enemies would not retreat easily. He stood there, glancing coldly at the crowd on the opposite side, the iron chain in his hand swayed slightly, making a crisp sound.

The atmosphere was tense, as if it was about to explode.

Suddenly, someone was heard saying loudly: "How dare you, a bold and evil person, look down on the heroes of the world like this." The voice was clear and powerful, echoing among the mountains.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw four Taoists coming forward with swords in hand. They walked steadily and looked serious, their robes fluttering gently in the wind. The four of them walked in front of Xiang Wentian, and the four swords swung horizontally at the same time, showing a posture of being ready for battle.

Xiang Wentian glanced at the four people, chuckled, and said coldly: "What did Xiang do to offend your Emei Sect?" His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable momentum.

A Taoist priest on the left took a half step forward and said in a loud voice: "The evil demons are harming the world, and we cultivators of this generation are duty-bound to uphold justice and eliminate the demons."

Xiang Wentian smiled mockingly after hearing this and said, "It is our duty to eliminate demons and monsters! Half of the people behind you are from the Demon Cult. Why don't you eliminate demons and monsters?"

The Taoist was slightly startled, then said seriously: "Kill the chief culprit first!"

Xiang Wentian looked up at the slowly floating clouds in the sky and said calmly, "So that's how it is. Not bad, not bad!"

There was a hint of disdain in his tone, as if he didn't care about the Taoist's words.

Suddenly, Xiang Wentian shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, and his body suddenly jumped up. The iron chain drew a black arc in the air, like a black lightning, sweeping towards the four people. This surprise attack came so suddenly that the four Taoists were caught off guard.

Fortunately, the four Taoists were all experts in the Emei Sect. At this critical moment, they hastily raised three long swords and blocked them at their waists to resist Xiang Wentian's chain attack. The fourth Taoist standing on the far right also reacted very quickly and thrust out his long sword, pointing directly at Xiang Wentian's throat.

There was a sound of snapping, and the three long swords were bent by the iron chain. Xiang Wentian turned his head and cleverly avoided the sword. The Taoist saw that his attack missed, and his sword was as fast as the wind. He stabbed out three times in a row, forcing Xiang Wentian to be unable to slow down. Seeing this, the other three Taoists retreated, changed swords and fought again.

The four swords coordinated with each other, like a small sword formation. The four long swords danced in the air, separating and joining, with the sword light flashing, dazzling the eyes.

Yi Huawei watched from the side for a while. He had sharp eyes and saw that Xiang Wentian had to use both hands at the same time when swinging the chain, which was far less flexible than using one hand. He thought to himself that if this continued for a long time, Xiang Wentian would inevitably be defeated.

Thinking of this, Yi Huawei stepped on Xiang Wentian's right side, his steps light and quick. He thrust out the long sword in his hand, and quickly hit the Taoist under the ribs. The direction of this sword attack was extremely strange, and the Taoist had no way to avoid it. With a puff, he was already hit by the sword under the ribs.

Yi Huawei's mind flashed with thought: "I heard that the Emei sect has always been clean and self-disciplined, not caring about the affairs of the world, and has a very good reputation, but we must not harm the life of this Taoist priest." As soon as the tip of the sword pierced the opponent's skin, he immediately retracted the sword, but his temporary retraction made his sword moves not pure.

The Taoist was also a tough guy. He pressed his arm down, ignoring the pain, and forcibly clamped his sword. Yi Huawei pulled back the sword, immediately cutting a long gash on the Taoist's arm and underarm.

Just as he slowed down, another middle-aged Taoist's long sword came over and hit the Ningbi sword.

"act recklessly!"

Yi Huawei raised his eyebrows and poured out Zixia's true energy. The Taoist only felt a powerful force coming from the sword. With a scream, he flew backwards ten meters away.

The first Taoist was stabbed in the side, the injury was not serious, but the cut made when he held the sword with his arm and pulled it back was deep enough to expose the bone. Blood gushed out, and he turned pale in pain. He could no longer fight. He covered the wound and stepped aside, revealing a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

The other two Taoists were already behind Yi Huawei, fighting fiercely with Xiang Wentian. The two Taoists had exquisite swordsmanship, and they joined forces with their swords to defend extremely strictly. Every time Xiang Wentian attacked, they were cleverly resolved, and for a while it was difficult to break through their defense.

Xiang Wentian fought for several moves, then took a step back, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, and his body entered the white fog. Erdao saw Xiang Wentian retreating, thinking that there was an opportunity, and continued to attack, and the front half of the long sword had already disappeared into the fog.

Suddenly someone shouted from the other side of the stone beam: "Be careful, there's a chain bridge just beyond!" As soon as the word "bridge" came out, two people screamed in unison, their voices filled with fear and despair. They rushed forward and entered the white mist, unable to control themselves, and were obviously dragged over by Xiang Wentian.

The screams quickly faded from the bridge to the bottom of the valley, and then suddenly became silent. Everyone was shocked when they heard it, and their faces showed shock.

The injured Taoist priest stood aside, watching his companion disappear in the white mist, with a look of grief on his face. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You evil demons, I, the Emei Sect, will avenge you for today's revenge!"

Xiang Wentian walked out of the white mist, his face expressionless. He looked at the Taoist priest coldly and said, "Since you have joined the game, don't blame me for being ruthless. What happened today was brought upon yourselves by the Emei Sect."

"Xiang Wentian!"

A Taoist priest in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, and pushed out his palms, and a strong internal force surged towards Xiang Wentian like a wave. Xiang Wentian's face was solemn, and he lowered his shoulders and elbows, and pushed forward with his palms to compete with the Taoist priest's internal force.

For a moment, the air between the two surged, and the surrounding dust was stirred up by the internal force and spread in the air. The Taoist gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and continued to increase the output of internal force, trying to suppress Xiang Wentian.

Xiang Wentian looked calm, staring at the Taoist priest, feeling the changes in his inner strength. He secretly adjusted his inner strength, and the two of them were deadlocked for a cup of tea. The Taoist priest gradually felt powerless, and his hands began to tremble slightly. But Xiang Wentian remained calm, and his inner strength continued to flow out.

The Taoist sensed something was wrong, his expression suddenly changed, he shouted, and quickly jumped back, shouting, "Star Absorbing Magic, Star Absorbing Magic!"

(End of this chapter)