Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to the change in his spiritual power. He quickly pulled out the sword from the corpse and fled in another direction.
He had to escape. The remaining person was also at the seventh level of the spiritual platform. His spiritual power was already insufficient and he was determined to be unable to defeat him. Moreover, it won't take long for the other two disciples to catch up. One-on-one is difficult, and one-on-three will definitely lead to death. However, he had achieved his goal by killing one person, so there was no need to fight. The best thing to do was escape as soon as possible.
As soon as Zhou Yang retreated, there were rapid footsteps not far away, but the pursuers also arrived behind him.
The surviving disciple was a little sluggish at this time. In the two-on-one situation, one person was seriously injured in an instant. The boy actually took the opportunity to kill the seriously injured person during the battle. This was so unexpected that his head couldn't turn around for a while. .
It was not until reinforcements arrived that he woke up from a dream. When he saw the bodies of his companions, his eyes were splitting. He roared violently and chased Zhou Yang in the direction of his escape.
The two of them were also shocked. Even with their absolute advantage, the boy suddenly killed one person. They were even more angry and awe-inspiring. They had to re-evaluate the boy's strength.
"They're so ruthless when it comes to catching people alive! If we try to catch anyone alive again, we'll all be in bad luck!" One disciple said bitterly.
"Yes, kill him and avenge the boss and Zhang Qing!" Another one said angrily.
"Let's chase him quickly. Wang Ling is in a bad state. I'm afraid he will be killed by that person!"
The two of them stopped talking nonsense, put away their broad knives, took out their black feather bows, and chased Zhou Yang in the direction of his escape.
The disciple named Wang Ling was indeed in a wrong state. At this time, his eyes were red and his spiritual power was surging. Under such circumstances, his lifting speed was much faster than usual. This is a typical example of overdrafting the body and consuming spiritual energy in a desperate manner. As time goes by, if he does not get more, he will go crazy and die violently.
If he catches up now, Zhou Yang will definitely end up miserable.
Zhou Yang naturally knew nothing about this and fled for his own life.
About an hour later, he found that he had actually run out of the woods, and in front of him was an endless stretch of wilderness. He didn't have time to think too much, he plunged into the weeds and continued running.
After all, the wilderness is not a forest, and the field of vision is relatively wide. His escape route can be easily discovered.
Tens of breaths after he rushed into the wilderness, Wang Ling also jumped into the weeds. At this time, his state became even more crazy. He shot out the aura desperately, and all the weeds in front were cut off. The north wind blew them everywhere and they flew around.
If he was awake at this time, he should have bent his bow and arrow and shot Zhou Yang.
It's a pity that Captain Ling Dian ordered to capture them alive at the beginning. They didn't fire arrows randomly. Only one of them wanted to kill Zhou Yang, but he was devoured by the monster. But now he no longer wants to catch anyone alive, but Wang Ling is going crazy. Zhou Yang really shouldn't die.
However, it is not easy to get rid of an enemy who is in a crazy state. He is tireless and just chases Zhou Yang desperately. Whoever's turn will be depressed and vomit blood.
Zhou Yang ran away desperately at first, but it didn't take long before he felt something was wrong with the latter. The man's aura was disordered, his spiritual energy was violent, and he seemed to be possessed. However, he felt even more uneasy, because in this state, the man's strength would increase dramatically. He could only run for his life, not fight forcefully.
Unexpectedly, Wang Ling's speed was too fast. The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, while the distance between them and the two disciples behind them was getting farther and farther.
When the next two people came out of the dense forest, Zhou Yang and Wang Ling had disappeared. Fortunately, the traces of Wang Ling's spiritual light were not obvious, so the two of them pursued him accordingly.
Zhou Yang was anxious. If he was caught up at this time, a bloody battle would inevitably occur, and he would definitely lose. The key is that there are two more people behind. If they arrive, they will definitely die.
In desperation, he poured the rest of his spiritual power into his legs, and the wind suddenly roared under his feet. His vertical step increased from two or three feet to five or six feet, and his speed immediately doubled.
Originally, the distance between him and Wang Ling had been reduced to 200 feet, but after dozens of breaths, the distance between the two was nearly 400 feet. Only then did Zhou Yang realize his steps, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "This is because I was forced to break through the shackles in a desperate situation! It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. It seems that just practicing hard is not enough, you must Only through repeated practical training can you achieve great gains. The more dangerous it is, the more potential you can unleash!"
At this time, he had a personal experience of the inheritance of the Tu and He families, but now was not the time to realize it, he had to escape as soon as possible. He once again increased the injection of spiritual power and ran forward at full speed.
Although Wang Ling was already crazy after that, due to the instinct of a cultivator, he was still using all his spiritual power to catch up, and his speed was naturally not slow.
The little beasts along the way ran away in fear, while some mid-level monsters stared at the two people in front and behind angrily, with the intention of rushing forward and tearing them to pieces. However, the speed of the two was too fast, and they passed by before they had time to bite. The monsters and beasts were all a little surprised: Has the world changed? Why can these low-level humans run faster than us?
The wilderness is so vast that you can only rely on sunlight to identify the direction. Because he was running away in a hurry, Zhou Yang didn't pay attention at all. Only then did he realize that he was not running in the direction of Anping City, but the opposite. In other words, he is getting further and further away from Anping City.
After realizing this, Zhou Yang hurriedly adjusted his direction, turned sharply and headed straight to the southwest.
"It would be great if there was a green wolf!" At this moment, he missed his fourth-level green wolf, and he didn't know where it was. It was worth a lot of money, so it would be a pity to throw it away.
After running wildly for more than an hour, Zhou Yang's spiritual power gradually ran out and he had to replenish it. However, the man behind him was only five to six hundred feet away from him. Once he stopped and used pills to recover, he would be overtaken. However, if you don't replenish it, your spiritual power will soon be exhausted and you will lose your fighting power. It is better to recover some spiritual power and fight him to the death.
Having made up his mind, Zhou Yang decisively took out two Huangling Pills and swallowed them, and then used his energy to digest the medicine in a patch of weeds.
Ten breaths later, Wang Ling indeed appeared within Zhou Yang's range of perception, already less than two hundred feet away. The violent fluctuations in spiritual power made him secretly frightened. This person is so terrifying. He was originally only at the seventh level of the Lingtai, but now he feels that he is far beyond the eighth or ninth level of the Lingtai. He is not even very far from the peak of the Lingtai.
There is no chance of winning against him in this state.
The situation was worse than expected and there was no way to fight. If it doesn't work, you have to work around it. Zhou Yang canceled the plan of a showdown and recovered some spiritual power. He might as well run secretly instead of fighting a madman. Once his madness has passed, this person will be useless, and it will not be too late to take action at that time.
Zhou Yang kicked off his feet and rushed forward. One step was more than five feet. After several ups and downs in succession, the distance between him and Wang Ling was widened. A period of time passed like this, but he felt that the spiritual power of the man behind him showed no signs of exhaustion and was still raging wildly.
"What kind of evil technique has this person practiced? His spiritual power has not been exhausted after pursuing it for so long. He is really a freak!" Zhou Yang cursed secretly.
But scolding is enough, because other people's spiritual power is stronger than mine, so it's impossible not to run away.
"If I can further distance myself, I still have a chance to recover, but he can't get any replenishment. If this continues, let's see how long you, bastard, can hold on!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and began to compare durability with Wang Ling.
This idea is correct. He has time to recover after all, but Wang Ling only knows how to chase blindly and has no consciousness of recovery. Sooner or later, his spiritual power will be exhausted.
Apart from the person behind him, he was most worried about the other two. They were both sober, and their realms were much higher than his.
Sure enough, in less than half an hour, Zhou Yang felt that the spiritual power of the man behind him was no longer violent, but more chaotic, and the fluctuations in spiritual power began to weaken.
"Hey, no matter how abundant your spiritual power is, it has its limit. Let's see if I can't kill you!"
After holding on for another hour, Zhou Yang took advantage of the gap to replenish his spiritual power, while Wang Ling's aura became weaker and weaker. Under the circumstances, the situation began to reverse.
Half an hour later, the man's speed gradually slowed down, but his breath weakened sharply. It seemed that his spiritual power was exhausted, and there was no need for him to run desperately.
After about half a stick of incense, Wang Ling stopped and fell weakly to the ground. His face was frighteningly pale, and his limbs began to twitch.
Zhou Yang also stopped, panted heavily, looked back, and sneered: "You, you are running away, why don't you run away?"
The man's twitching became even more severe, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes began to blur. This is a sign of severe overdraft, qi and blood going astray, and serious damage to the meridians.
Seeing his appearance, the hatred in Zhou Yang's heart weakened a lot. This person cannot survive without doing anything by himself.
"Oh, why bother! You and I have no grudges, but you insist on putting me to death and suffer the consequences in the end. It's really not worth it, it's not worth it!" Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed.
He is not showing off, but showing mercy. He is not a murderous person in the first place. His life creed is "I will not offend anyone if they don't offend me". He originally said that if someone offends me, I will repay him a hundredfold. But at this time, the person is about to die. There is no need to make up for it and let him live on his own. You can destroy yourself.
Compassion is mercy, and if you don't take advantage of something you picked up for free, it's not the behavior of people in the cultivation world.
Zhou Yang slowly approached, preparing to wait until the man died before searching his storage bag.
However, when the distance between the two was less than 20 feet, Wang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his light flashed out, and his face was ferocious. He patted the storage bag, and there was a square magic weapon in his hand. He didn't know where it came from. With spiritual power, the magic weapon suddenly emitted a green light, and the dazzling light burst out in a fan shape, and lightning flew around.
But Wang Ling suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking.
The situation happened too suddenly, and the distance Wang Ling chose was also very appropriate. If it was far away, it would not be accurate enough, and if it was close, it would be easy to detect fluctuations in spiritual power. The distance of twenty feet was just right.
Zhou Yang never expected that a dying man would deliver such a terrifying blow. The green light was too late to hide in time, and there was a faint stench coming from it. It was actually highly poisonous!
