There was silence for a while in the wilderness, with the occasional wind and grass stirring up light dust.
The divine scholar Zichuan was assassinated by a master of archery. His face was solemn and he walked with a little more caution.
On the peak in the distance, a big man in rough clothes drew his bow and arrow, aiming directly at Shenru Zichuan. He was waiting for the opportunity to shoot the arrow.
"Flaw, Shenru, you have exposed a flaw."
Detecting the flaws, the big man was about to fire his bow and arrow, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. After waiting for a long time, he found that the whole body of the divine scholar was full of flaws, as if to tempt him to draw the arrow.
After waiting for a while, the big man decisively put away his arrows and bow, turned and left.
The bowman is also a hidden arrow. If you are not sure, you should not shoot randomly.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a man also dressed wildly waiting for him. The man said: "Uncle, why didn't you shoot the arrow just now?"
The big man said: "The head arrow failed and the opportunity was lost. However, my position was not exposed. Later, the whole body of Shenru was full of flaws. On the contrary, I was not sure. I did not dare to shoot the arrow easily to expose my position and attract murderous intent."
He added: "Nephew Houyi, you are the leader of the younger generation in the clan, so you are inevitably proud of yourself, but you must remember that you must never shoot an arrow without absolute certainty. Do you understand?"
Hou Yi said: "Yes, my nephew has remembered it."
The big man said: "Let's go, let's follow. There are two more formations waiting in front. The saint has laid a plan, and the Confucians will not be able to escape today."
"A bowman knows the current affairs."
Sensing that the crisis was over, Zichuan chuckled and continued walking forward. He had a feeling that the road ahead would not be peaceful.
After walking for a long time, Zichuan came to the Shalan River. Seeing that there were no boats on either side, he found a piece of dead wood and used it to cross the river.
As we walked to the middle of the river, we suddenly saw the water flowing rapidly, and the dead trees shaking unsteadily.
Shenru Zichuan stabilized his body and struck the river with a palm. Immediately, the river rioted. Four figures jumped out of the water, separated in four directions, and surrounded Shenru.
His water-attribute skills are clearly revealed.
Zichuan said: "What you are wearing, the water formation, are you from the Taimangshui clan?"
"Exactly."
The four of them destroyed the formation together, and the water flow suddenly turned, forming a vortex, sucking the god into it.
Under the whirlpool, in the deep water, there is another murderous intention. There is sand in the water, and the sand is bound into a cocoon, slowly sucking the god into it.
The god Confucian kicked the dead wood under his feet, and the true energy poured into the dead wood and shot straight away. It instantly penetrated the sand cocoon in the water, and the water formation was immediately broken.
The water formation was broken, Shenru used Zhenyuan Zan's four palms in the water again, defeated four people with one move, soared into the sky, landed lightly on the opposite side of the Shalan River, and left with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, four members of the Water Clan received a palm together, vomiting blood, defeated, and stood on the water.
One of them, named Gongzhi, said: "What a great Confucian, he truly deserves his reputation. He is still so capable despite being seriously injured. We will not complain if we are defeated."
Another person said in common: "He has no arrow wounds on his body, and Hou Kui did not take action."
"Hou Kui is cautious by nature, so I guess he didn't find the right time to take action."
"We will follow closely to prevent the divine scholar from escaping."
In the wilderness, the gods and Confucians were marching in a hurry. There were pursuers behind them and a killing formation in front of them. They encountered a series of pursuits.
His Yuan Shen was severely injured in the battle with Zijin, and most of his Yuan Yuan was consumed by playing the Confucian Mysterious Chapter. It was consumed again not long ago, and there was not much left.
"Few people know about my engagement and my whereabouts. Will Zi Qian and Zi Hua be one of you two? Don't force me. There are dangerous mountains of fire and smoke ahead. If I were an enemy, I would set up an ambush here. And not far beyond Huoyan Mountain is Laojun Mountain, where my vitality will appear."
Not long after continuing to move forward, a mountain appeared in front of us, with thick smoke rising straight into the sky. It was Huoyan Mountain, an extinct volcano.
The divine scholar came to the foot of Huoyan Mountain and looked up. He was surprised to see a beautiful young woman leaning on the phoenix Luan, looking at him quietly with a smile on her lips.
She is none other than the Saint Taimang, whom all races honor: Chiyoutian.
She said: "Mr. Shenru, I have brought warriors from various tribes to invite you to be a guest in Taimang. Please don't refuse."
"I am particular about my diet and daily life. If I am too reckless and too poor, I might not be able to afford you."
"Sir, you are joking. Now that I have a big fist, I have to condescend to you."
"Ah……"
The divine scholar walked up, and when he reached the mountainside, he suddenly felt the temperature rising sharply, and fire burst out from under his feet. He acted as if he hadn't seen him before and continued to move forward without any delay.
The temperature soared again, and the fire became even more intense. Suddenly, a fireball condensed out of thin air and struck Zichuan.
Zichuan reached out and directed it to the other side to explode, blowing out one person. This man was dressed in fiery red clothes, and even his hair and beard were red.
"The Zhu Clan of Fire."
"Exactly."
Seeing that hiding was useless, two other people also appeared, wearing the same clothes and the same red color.
The three of them surrounded Shenru, and with the help of the fire smoke mountain aura, they gathered the fire aura, condensed it into a fireball, and attacked him continuously.
The divine scholar climbed up into the air, turned his palms into soft energy, and guided the fireballs to his feet, blasting through the rocks in an instant, but this method consumed a lot of real energy. He struck again, penetrating several miles underground and detonating magma.
Within a moment, the Huoyan Mountain shook, and the volcano that had been dormant for many years finally erupted at this moment.
On the top of the mountain, the saint hurriedly moved Feng Luan away.
The volcano erupted and magma was sprayed everywhere. The already thick smoke in the Fire Smoke Mountain became even bigger. The god and Confucian used the smoke to escape across the Fire Smoke Mountain.
"good chance."
On a hilltop more than ten miles away, Hou Kui seized a moment of opportunity, bent his bow and shot out an arrow, directly taking the life of the god and Confucian.
The divine scholar took advantage of the thick smoke to leave, and suddenly his spiritual senses were shaken. He noticed that the arrow was pointing at his heart not far away. However, at this time, his body's true energy was seriously insufficient, and it was difficult to resist with luck. He could only turn his body slightly and avoid it. Crucial.
The arrow penetrated near the center of the mouth, bringing out a piece of flesh and blood. Blood suddenly poured out from the godly scholar, half of his body was dyed red, and his life was in danger.
He crossed the Huoyan Mountain and ran wildly into the wilderness, looking for a chance to survive.
"Chase."
At the foot of Huoyan Mountain, the Water Clan also pursued them. Saint Chi Youtian commanded the Water and Fire Clan to pursue them.
Several people from both sides chased one person, and the fight was bloody all the way. Laojun Mountain was finally in sight.
The divine energy drained out, and suddenly his vision went dark, and dust fell. He had lost too much blood, exhausted his true energy, his injuries worsened, and his true energy was exhausted.
"Good opportunity, come with your hands tied."
The two tribes of water and fire attacked at the same time, attacking Shenru.
The mind of the divine scholar went blank: "My life is at an end."
On the verge of life and death, I suddenly heard a loud shout from the sky: "Wantless."
Several people from the Water and Fire tribes suddenly froze, unable to move. Looking towards the sky, they saw a man in Taoist robes. He was clearly black and white. He stepped on the yin and yang diagram. He pressed down forcefully and stopped in front of Zichuan. Several people from the Water and Fire tribes immediately stood in front of Zichuan. He was knocked out and severely injured.
The person who came was none other than Daozhuan Dongwang Taiyi. He smiled and said: "My friend, you died miserably, very miserably, haha."
The godly Confucian regained some of his sanity, but the old man was so embarrassed that you, Dong Wang Taiyi, were gloating about his misfortune!
Dongwang Taiyi shouted: "Turn Yin and Yang, transform the two rituals, and strike the universe."
He was mocking, and his hands kept moving, ready to launch his ultimate move.
At this time, Saint Chi Youtian arrived on a phoenix luan and said with a chuckle: "If King Dong wants to die, I am happy to accompany you, but Mr. Shenru may not be able to wait. How do you decide, King Dong?"
"snort."
Dong Wang Taiyi snorted coldly, he really couldn't take down these people at the same time, and his friend was too seriously injured, so he had to disperse his true energy, pick up the divine scholar and leave.
I have to say that the feeling of carrying Shen Ru is better than the feeling of carrying his disciple Ling Qiankun.
I feel very happy, but I won’t say it, hehe.
Chi Youtian said: "The pursuit failed, the life of the god and Confucian should not be cut off. Return to the coast of the East China Sea."
The group of people came to the coast of the East China Sea, where the Confucian Confucian Zichuan and Zijin fought. A stone platform suddenly protruded in the middle. On the platform was half a volume of books. The book contained the awe-inspiring Confucian holy spirit and was actually written by Qiu Zi.
Chi Youtian picked up the book and said: "Although I didn't kill the Confucian God and only got this half volume of the book, it was enough to unlock half of the Confucian seal in Emperor Chi's seal."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from all directions: "Do you want to get your other half?"
Chi Youtian said: "Tell me your conditions."
"I want you……"
There was a long pause, which caused several people from the Water and Fire tribes to say angrily: "It's impossible, don't even think about it."
"...you guys, help me kill one more person."
Chi Youtian's heart trembled just now, and he said slowly: "It's a boring trick, who should I kill?"
"A disciple of the Confucian God, Yue Guan Shan, he is the master of the Xuanyuan Twins!"
Chiyou Tianfeng’s eyebrows condensed:
"Then it's even more important to kill..."
