Xu Yan was almost killed by two swords and successfully grabbed the golden hairpin Shilan. He did not intend to continue to suffer unnecessary injuries. Therefore, when he punched and took Zhou Yu's sword energy, he chose to expose his facts as a martial arts practitioner.

Xu Yan looked at him coldly, and the remaining seven Yunlan Sect disciples who were hunting him did not choose to fight again, so he rushed to the edge of the cliff of the stalagmites and then jumped straight down.

Seeing that one of his side was finally found out the gap and jumped off the stalagmites, Zhou Yu was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't help but shout, "Why are you all standing there? Why don't you chase me quickly!"

When the disciples of Yunlan Sect saw that he was really angry, they did not dare to delay any delay, so they chased Xu Yan, who was falling rapidly. However, as sword cultivators, their bodies were not as solid as Xu Yan. Not long after, they were completely thrown away by the latter. When Xu Yan's body fell back to the dark brown fog layer below, and when they chased here, the latter had long disappeared.

Xu Yan jumped off the stalagmites a hundred feet high, and slid down the green vines all over the stalagmites. Halfway through, he knew that his back must be covered in blood. When he was sliding down to about twenty or thirty feet away from the foot of the mountain, he saw Cai Zhenjing who was climbing up very hard.

Xu Yan's downward rushing speed was very fast. He did not slow down even a little speed at all. This was no different from a huge rock rolling down from the top of the mountain. That's why Cai Zhenjing, who heard a strange sound but had no time to see the development of the situation clearly, was just a dazed look, and he pulled his body and landed quickly together.

Cai Zhenjing felt that she was falling rapidly from the stalagmites. She was so scared that her face was pale and she couldn't help but exclaim, but then she felt two strong arms around her body and tightly wrapped around her slender waist, causing her body to fall completely in the other person's arms.

At this moment, the front chests between each other were actually close to the front chests, which were not airtight.

Facing this sudden scene, Cai Zhenjing could be said to have unexpectedly expected. She immediately glanced at the young man who was holding her delicate body in a daze. She felt the masculinity emitted by the other person. For some reason, she did not feel a hint of anger as she was frivolous. Instead, she felt an indescribable sense of stability, so that she forgot why the other person did this in an instant.

Then, Cai Zhenjing discovered that at this moment, only the blue veins were exposed on both sides of Xu Yan's cheeks, which seemed to prove that he had no idea about her and was still enduring unbearable pain.

"Bang!"

Suddenly there was a tremor.

Cai Zhenjing felt her head suddenly sinking, and her whole body was even more shocked. On her chest, it felt like she was hit by a stuffy hammer, feeling indescribable. Then, a huge force was thrown away five or six feet, causing her to roll on the ground for almost ten times before stopping.

Cai Zhenjing wanted to get up in a daze, but found that she could not get up at all. So she could only turn her head and glance at the distance, which took the initiative to treat her as a human cushion, so that she would not fall directly to the ground. Seeing that the other party could not get up, she fainted helplessly.

Xu Yan's feelings at this time were more than ten times more uncomfortable than Cai Zhenjing, because he was almost covered with wounds. Among them were sword injuries, blood-blooded back injuries caused by vines, and in order to protect Cai Zhenjing from falling from a height of dozens of feet high, he took the initiative to lie under her and be crushed by the other party's body.

Xu Yan lay flat on the ground in a pit that was almost smashed out according to the size of his human body. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, but he knew very well that he could not fall into a coma like Cai Zhenjing, because what was waiting for him next were the pursuers who were chasing him.

Xu Yan resisted the pain on his body and slowly bent down from the pit and sat up halfway. Without hesitation, he took out a pile of elixirs for healing from the storage bag and took it to himself. He quickly started to heal the wounds in the Bible, quickly healing his injuries.

After entering the fifth level, Xu Yan undoubtedly had more choices for the many secret methods contained in the Bible. At the same time, he also knew very well that, including the method of healing, its overall operation speed was more than twice as fast as before.

Feeling the physical injuries gradually recovered, the pain on Xu Yan's chest gradually subsided, but before he could stand up completely, a sound suddenly came into his ears, and only heard someone say to him: "Little Junior Brother? I didn't expect it was you, tsk, look at your miserable appearance, why did you suffer such severe injuries?"

After hearing the sound, Xu Yan, half-sitting in the pit, slowly opened his eyes, and then found that two disciples wearing Lotus Sect's costumes were walking not far in front of him. However, although they belonged to the Lotus Sect, they were inner disciples of the Chun Sect.

Xu Yan looked at them calmly, but he felt something was wrong in his heart, because these two people could be said to be the most loyal dog-legged person behind Zhou Xian on weekdays. Since they appeared together, it can almost be concluded that Zhou Xian must be nearby.

Xu Yan did not show his inner worries, but asked with great calmness on his face: "Why, what do you think of the two senior brothers? Are you looking for me?"

Seeing that he was miserable, one of them pretended to be calm, and immediately couldn't help laughing and said, "Yes, we are looking for you."

Xu Yan asked ignorantly: "I wonder what the two senior brothers want to do for me?"

One of the disciples of the Chunzi Sect asked him knowingly, and immediately sneered, "My junior brother, I can't see that you are pretty good at pretending. Where did you go before? Why are we looking for you? You are so smart, can't you guess?" Before Xu Yan spoke again, the man continued, "It's better to save some attention. Since the overall situation is settled, why do you have to do anything else? I advise you to surrender earlier and save more suffering. You can rest assured that Senior Brother Zhou will definitely give you a happy time."

While speaking, the two disciples of the Chun-sect sect drew out the long sword behind them and slowly walked towards Xu Yan, who had not yet stood up.

Seeing that they were pressing each other step by step, Xu Yan did not panic at all. When they were about three feet away from him, they also stopped moving forward. The two of them occupied their positions in the east and west directions. Judging from their posture, it was obviously to prevent him from escaping, but they did not want to kill him.

Seeing this, Xu Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then stood up slowly withstood the pain.

Seeing Xu Yan trembling all over at this moment, the two of them could see how serious the injuries on his body were. The most dazzling one was undoubtedly his back, and almost his entire back was covered in blood. It was hard to imagine what kind of bleak situation he had experienced to become like this.

Xu Yan slowly exhaled the turbid breath that had been sucked into his abdomen before, and asked the two disciples of the Chunzi Sect in a very indifferent tone: "Is there really nothing to talk about?"

Without waiting for them to answer, he rushed eastward with huge injuries, and in the blink of an eye he approached the disciple of the Chunzi Sect standing on the east side. Then, he punched the other party hard in the chest.

The speed of this punch was so fast, but fortunately, this disciple of the Chunzi Sect was originally guarding against Xu Yan, so when the latter's fist was about to fall to his chest, he took the lead in placing the sword in his hand in front of him.

If it weren't normal, it would be wise to use the sword to block the fist, but for him, this was the limit he could do. Moreover, in his opinion, Xu Yan himself was also a sword cultivator, and was seriously injured. It was absolutely impossible for this punch to really use any force, but it was just the other party's bluff.

However, the final result was beyond the expectations of this disciple of the Chunzi Sect.

A huge force hit Xu Yan's fist, directly shaking off the sword of the Chunzi disciple. Then the fist continued to rush forward and landed straight on the chest of the Chunzi disciple.

There was a "bang".

This disciple of the Chun-sect sect instantly flew backwards and rolled five or six feet away.

Xu Yan used this punch, and the breath that had just calmed down in his body quickly started to riot again. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from his throat, but he forced it to swallow it. Then he turned indifferently and looked at another disciple of the Chunzi Sect.

Although he didn't know his name, he clearly remembered the opponent's strength. This person was the disciple who accidentally lost against Qiu Yuanjin in the fourth round of the trial competition.

Xu Yan stared at him coldly, his deep eyes like a pair of sharp hawk eyes.

Seeing the other party staring at him like this, the disciple undoubtedly felt a little afraid involuntarily. And he didn't understand why the other party could knock his companion out of nothing by just a simple punch.

"The people on the stalagmites are about to come down. If you still want to attack him, hurry up and fight quickly. Otherwise, if you delay for a while, you can't even leave." When Xu Yan was about to attack this disciple, Xiao Cai's voice suddenly came in his consciousness.

"How far are they?"

"There is about thirty feet left. At their speed, they should be able to catch up here in just one cup of tea."

"That's it. The breath in my body is quite unstable now. This person is not weak. When he is prepared, I should not be able to defeat him with just one move."

"Or why do you let me come out and swallow him in one bite?"

"No, your identity is too sensitive. Once your news is leaked, I will have no peace from now on."

"What are you going to do?"

After Xu Yan was silent for a moment, he replied helplessly: "I can only avoid his sharp edge for the time being and prepare to run away."

While speaking, Xu Yan controlled Fu Yao to float to his shoulder again, and then he pinched the seal and slashed a sword at the disciple of the Chunzi Sect in the distance. But while he was drawing the sword, his figure suddenly rushed towards the direction where Cai Zhenjing was at this moment.

The inner disciple of the Chunzi Sect knew that he wanted to escape, but he was powerless to stop it, because Xu Yan's sword poses a huge threat to him.

The powerful sword energy, like a vertical white waterfall, hit his head.

When the Chunzi disciple saw this scene, his face was solemn, and he immediately blocked his head with a sword, but then his body flew backwards and hit the stalagmites cliff behind him.

This is a scene that Xu Yan never expected. In other words, although his sword is still powerful, it is far from enough to hurt the other party like this. Obviously, the other party was deliberately doing it. As for why the other party chose such self-harm and seriously injured himself, Xu Yan could not determine the reason and did not care.

Xu Yan helped Cai Zhenjing lying on the ground, pried open her red lips and fed her two recovery pills, then carried her on her back and quickly headed towards the north.

Seeing that he did not return as the same way, Xiao Cai chose to head towards the direction of Sanjingxi, she exclaimed: "What are you doing, Xu Yan, where are you going? You chose the wrong direction!"

When Xu Yan heard this, he replied calmly: "No, I didn't choose the wrong direction, I just want to go to the direction of Sanjingxi."

"Why? How dangerous is there? Haven't I known you a long time ago? No, no, you can't go there, stop me quickly. Even if you want to die, don't implicate me."

"I'm seriously injured now. If I go south, I will be caught up with Cai Zhenjing in my back, so we can only go north."

"Then let her go, just run away by yourself? Why do you have to take her away? She is not your fellow disciple. Could it be that you fell in love with her?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I saved her, just because she is alive, and it is of great use to me."

...

Time for a cup of tea quietly passed.

Not long after Xu Yan left with Cai Zhenjing on his back, as expected, people quickly walked down from the stalagmites one after another.

The person in charge had a very gloomy face, which was Zhou Yu, the eldest disciple of Yunlan Sect.

Zhou Yu glanced at the Lotus Sect disciple who was lying on the ground in the distance, without any sympathy. Then he found another disciple half lying on the ground. He walked to the latter and asked coldly, "Where is Xu Yanren, where is my second brother?"

The disciple of the Chunzi Sect said, and replied respectfully: "Go back to the second young master, the third young master... he will come soon. As for Xu Yan, he... he goes north."

"Is your injuries caused by Xu Yan?"

"Yes, it was Xu Yan who seriously injured both of us."

When Zhou Yu heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't get into it. However, he knew Xu Yan's strength well, so he didn't say anything more about it. However, at this moment, his third brother Zhou Xian finally rushed here from another direction.

Just like Zhou Yu, when Zhou Xian came to this disciple of the Chun-sect, his first sentence was, "Where is the person with the surname Xu?"

This disciple did not dare to hide it, so he repeated what he had said to Zhou Yu before with a bitter face.

After Zhou Xian heard this, his temper was obviously much more irritable than Zhou Yu. He immediately scolded and said, "What use will I keep you with this useless thing?"

Seeing Zhou Xian, he wanted to stab the servant who was arranged by him from the Zhou family to death with a sword. Zhou Yu, who was beside him, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, immediately stopped him, and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, stop!"

Seeing that the other party stopped him, Zhou Xian replied in a very unhappy tone: "Why, do you have to take care of this useless waste around me?"

Zhou Yu replied in a cold tone: "When is it now? You don't dare to see how many people we have lost in Spring Hunting this time. Keeping him is more useful than killing him. Don't you understand? And it's normal for them to lose to Xu Yan. Even if you kill them, what can you do?"

"I heard from the second young master's tone, are you fighting with Xu Yan?"

Hearing Yan Ziyi next to Zhou Xian, Zhou Yu did not choose to hide it and replied bluntly: "Yes, on this stalagmites, I did fight Xu Yan. This person is quite powerful. He is not only a sword cultivator, but also a martial arts cultivator who has entered the fourth level. If he hadn't kept this move at the last moment, I might have killed him. Unfortunately, I was careless about him and let him run away."

After hearing this news, Yan Ziyi couldn't help but stutter, and at the same time he felt deeply scared about it. He thought to himself, "Fortunately, I ran fast before and didn't get too entangled with Xu Yan, otherwise I would have died under his sword."

However, although he thought so in his heart, he suddenly said to Zhou Xian: "San Young Master, what? I told you before that Xu Yan's strength should not be underestimated. It is absolutely impossible for you to use these two to stop him. Moreover, you just heard your second brother's words. You may not believe me, but you should believe your second brother's words, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xian snorted coldly and replied: "What Brother Yan said now has any special significance?"

Yan Ziyi smiled and said, "I dare not, I just want to remind the third young master not to be confused by the illusion Xu Yan pretends to be."

After hearing this, Zhou Xian undoubtedly snorted again, but did not answer again.

Seeing that the other party stopped speaking, Yan Ziyi turned his gaze to Zhou Yu and then said, "Second Master, since we have learned that Xu Yan is heading north, we still have to seize the time to catch up. This time, I dare to conclude that he will definitely be unable to fly with his wings."

As the eldest disciple of Yunlan Sect, Zhou Yu naturally would not know nothing about the Sanjing River. He hesitated a little, but he did not make any decisions about the matter in the end, but he asked in a little confusion: "How can Brother Yan be so sure?"

Yan Ziyi narrowed his eyes slightly and replied word by word: "Because my senior brother and others are there at this moment. As long as we wait to keep forcing Xu Yan from behind and force him to approach there, and then cooperate with my senior brother to attack him from the front and back, where can he escape?"

When Zhou Yu heard this reply, he was obviously a little surprised and couldn't help asking: "How could Brother Wu be there?"

When Yan Ziyi heard this question, he glanced at him and said angrily: "Isn't this all about completing the agreement with the Second Young Master... But the female disciples of Baihe Jianzhuang were really determined and forced them to escape from the range of climbing the mountain. Haha, but they could only reach this point."
Chapter completed!