"Old Fang, you are waiting here, I will come when I go."

After saying this to the old housekeeper beside him, his figure walked out like a wisp of smoke and rushed towards the direction of the two rays of lights.

"Big Master"

Fang Sheng hurriedly wanted to call him, but before he could finish his words, Zhou Tong's figure had already disappeared.

"My little ancestor!"

Fang Sheng was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

My eldest son really wants to be a god and go crazy.

That is a fight between gods and immortals, and can they participate in it?

If you are easily affected by a little aftermath, can you still have a life?

...

"Although there are some risks, I dare not take any risks. Then when will I enter the path of immortal cultivation?"

Zhou Tong had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

At the same time, he used all his strength to carry out his light skills and chased towards the direction where the light of escape in the sky was flying.

Although he has never been able to get along with the line of cultivating immortals over the years, he has come into contact with many warriors on earth and has accumulated a considerable martial arts cultivation.

Therefore, with all his strength, although he is not as fast as a practitioner who flies to the sky and escapes the earth, his speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Stop pushing yourself, it's almost done."

While chasing, Zhou Tong looked at the crooked sword light in the distance and thought to himself.

It seems that it is almost flying into the Emei Mountain area, only a few dozen miles away from the Shushan School’s mountain gate.

If it doesn't fall off again, it's really nothing he has done about it.

The guy behind him is also a waste.

He speaks very loudly, but he can only speak out and make a fart. Why don’t he catch up and kill the person quickly?

Otherwise, when the Shushan Sect hears the news and comes out to rescue, will you be more proud?

It’s a pity that I’m afraid of anything.

As soon as Zhou Tong's thought turned around, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky from the direction of Mount Emei, bringing a sharp roar that resounded through the sky and breaking through the air.

"Who is the monster? He actually dares to run to the territory of our Shushan Sect to take his life and take his life!"

In a blink of an eye, the sword light had already passed the crooked sword light in front and penetrated the gray-black escape light that was chasing behind.

Immediately afterwards, a series of bangs in the sky exploded.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light collided with the chasing light behind and collided with the escape light that was chasing more than a dozen times, just like a burst of thunder exploding in the air.

Then the gray-black escape light was blasted back several miles away, and the escape light became much scattered and dimmed, as if it had suffered a considerable loss.

Then he didn't care about chasing others anymore, so he turned around and ran away: "Stir of the Shushan Sect, wait, I will take revenge in the future!"

It seemed that he had used some secret technique, and a trace of blood was mixed in the escape light, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before.

"I still want to run away? Keep your life!"

The dazzling sword light later refused to give in and shouted loudly and chased after him.

He chased and ran away, and he went far in the blink of an eye.

"What a waste!"

Zhou Tong couldn't help but curse in his heart.

These evil demons and heretics are indeed not allowed to sit on the table.

The duck that reaches the mouth can make the other party fly away!

Zhou Tong subconsciously stopped and considered whether he would turn around as well.

But looking at the gray-black escape light, it was obviously much stronger than the previous disciple of Shushan who escaped, and he might be able to escape from how far away.

Can he catch up with his legs alone?

However, just as he was hesitating, there was no problem with the sword light of the Shushan disciple who had escaped the disaster.

Instead of taking the opportunity to escape back to the Shushan Sect as he expected, he suddenly stopped in the air.

Then he struggled twice, and then he fell down to the ground like a crashed plane.

"It's really a matter of heaven!"

Zhou Tong couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly accelerated toward the direction where the sword light fell to the ground.

This is really a turnaround.

He had no longer made any hope, but he didn't expect to encounter a good thing about a pie falling from the sky.

However, this place is the territory of the Shushan Sect after all, and the other party has been alarmed again. If he wants to get a bargain, he has to hurry up.

Fortunately, the place where the sword light fell this time was very close to him, but only two or three miles apart. He could even clearly see the dust stirring up on the ground when the other party landed.

When I ran to the front, I saw a young Taoist in a Taoist robe lying in a big pit with his eyes closed and his face pale.

The shape of the palm of the chest was sunken downwards, and the surroundings were covered with blood. It was obvious that someone had severely injured his palm before.

Not far away from him, a sword about three feet long was inserted diagonally by the pit.

The light flowed on the sword body, almost unable to move his eyes. It was nothing at first glance. Zhou Tong couldn't help but feel greedy when he saw it.

The Shushan Sect is a sword cultivator, known as breaking all kinds of methods with one sword. Therefore, the most precious thing in the disciples in the sect is their natal flying sword that they have carefully cultivated.

Although I don’t know the specific grade of this sword, it must be an amazing treasure for him.

Unfortunately, once this thing is moved, it will inevitably lead to investigation by the Shushan Sect.

It’s not like touching a corpse, you can leave after touching it. As long as you are not caught, you can be unaware of it.

"Never died yet?"

After jumping into the pit, Zhou Tong's brow frowned immediately.

Because although this guy is not awake, his chest is slightly up and down, and he is obviously breathing.

Although he looks like he is seriously injured and dying, he is still a long way from his death.

"Well, let me give you a ride."

A cold light flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, and he directly slapped the wound on the Taoist priest's chest with one palm. An internal force spurted out from his palm, which immediately shattered the other party's internal organs that had already been in the seven-injured tuberculosis.

"puff"

The unconscious disciple of Shushan suddenly opened his eyes and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He stared at Zhou Tong in front of him with endless anger and hatred in his eyes.

His lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he swallowed his last breath with his eyes wide open.

Die with your eyes open!

"Brother, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck."

Although they have no grudges or grudges, they can only be sorry for their own path.

After all, I missed this time and I don’t know when I will encounter such an opportunity again.

Zhou Tong kindly closed his eyes for the other party, and then used his hand to steal the sky and touched the freshly baked corpse.

In an instant, a layer of light that seemed real and illusory covered the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, an illusory ball of light, which looked like a crystal ball, flew out of the corpse and fell into his hands.

"A piece of the sword cultivator's skills in the Daojia Realm, a piece of the sword energy Lingxiao Technique, and a piece of the Fenglei Thirteen Swords and Sword Technique..."

When you get the light ball, the information about the item contained in it will also be reflected in Zhou Tong's heart.

"Sword Cultivator at the Dao Base Realm? It sounds like he is good."
Chapter completed!