Tuyang's iron mace hit the ground, and followed the trend and rushed forward with the elephant Wang Dun, not giving Zuo Lingquan the chance to threaten Nangong Xin.

Nangong Xin, who fell to the ground, felt relieved when he saw Tu Yang coming over, turned over and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then he released another talisman.

"Senior brother, run!"

Wang Rui was only at the third level of Qi Refining. He had just gotten up from the raging place of the fire ring and called out urgently when he saw this.

Zuo Lingquan could see that these inexplicable enemies had a high level of cultivation. He could not cope with them alone. He immediately kicked the round shield that was pressing over, pushed himself towards Wang Rui, and turned over halfway.

At the same time, the talisman in Nangong Xin's hand took action again.

Zuo Lingquan realized that something was wrong and could only quickly hide behind a big tree of thickness.

Bang—

The fire ring exploded again, and the fiery flames swept across the surrounding area.

Zuo Lingquan was close to the trunk. Even though he did not directly contact the flame, the hot temperature still bent his hair and covered his cheeks with his sleeves. The sleeves turned into a burnt yellow color, and his exposed hands were burned in an instant.

"Be careful at your feet!"

The fire ring has not disappeared yet, and Wang Rui's urgent shouts come again.

In fact, without reminding, Zuo Lingquan noticed it - his feet were rooted in the earth, but his feet suddenly became soft, as if they were trapped in a muddy swamp, and they sank more than three inches in an instant.

Zuo Lingquan was slightly shocked. He swept away in a blink of an eye and found that there was a figure behind the big tree next to him. He held a black ruler and inserted it into the ground with his left hand, and pressed his right hand on the ruler. The surrounding ground was trembling and softening visible to the naked eye.

The distance between each other is very short.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes turned cold, and his five fingers directly pulled into the tree trunk, and used his strength to pull himself out, hoping to lift his sword and kill the monk next to him.

But at this moment, the tightly attached tree trunk exploded, and the elephant king shield shining with white light appeared in front of him.

"Pojun!"

Tu Yang shouted loudly, his muscles were towering, and he pushed the round shield like a bull, hitting the tree trunk.

Bang—

This time, the force was so strong that it directly broke the trunk of the tree that was thick with its arms.

Zuo Lingquan was caught off guard and was hit by broken wood and round shield in the back, feeling like he was hit directly by a siege hammer.

Zuo Lingquan groaned, and his face turned red instantly.

The robe on the back was shattered by the energy, and his body was knocked forward and turned into a cannonball that flew out of the bore. It flew out nearly ten feet in an instant, and then broke a tree trunk as thick as a bowl before falling to the ground.

"Senior Brother Zuo!"

When Wang Rui saw Zuo Lingquan suffering such a heavy blow, his face suddenly changed, and he raised his sword and rushed over to help.

Zuo Lingquan had suffered such a loss since he was a child. Xing Tian had almost lost consciousness on his back. Knowing that he could not cope with it, he gritted his teeth and supported his body with his sword and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.

After Tu Yue had a full blow, she did not catch up immediately. She looked up at Zuo Lingquan who was running away, with surprise in her eyes:

"Can you get up?"

Nangong Xin also had a surprise in his eyes - Tu Yang's "Pojun" is one of the distinguished abilities of disciples of the Iron Mansion. Even opponents in the same realm would lose half of their lives when they hit the front; while the young man in front ran a little staggered, his speed was not slow at all.

"The body of a mortal is impossible to be so powerful. The twelve-level martial arts practitioners of Qi Refining will have the same physical strength. If they have true energy, the sword that just now will have to die."

The Qianteng Ancestor was not far from here. After protecting Jian Wuye's heart vein, he quickly walked to the front and spoke:

"This child should have a special method of cultivation, and he might have great opportunities."

Jian Wuye was penetrated by a sword. Although Qianteng Ancestor was treated, he was still very injured. His face turned pale and asked:

"What should I do? If there is a great blessing from behind, I will make a big fuss, or not?"

The Qianteng Ancestor was the oldest among the crowd and had the highest experience. He walked into the depths of the dense forest with a golden mirror and said only one sentence:

"Do you think he can spare us in the future if he lets him go?"

The rest of them looked at each other and understood the meaning.

Wild cultivators are rootless duckweeds, and they have no support. If they don’t want to do it, they have to laugh at people and compromise with their tails. Once they do it, they must be eradicated and they cannot be hesitant at all.

Otherwise, if you slapped a wild boy from the mountain village on the side of the road, you may come with a sword in a hundred years, so that you can understand what it means to "a gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for a hundred years."

Tu Yang raised the elephant Wang Dun, chased Zuo Lingquan in the direction where he fled, and said:

"Follow me, don't take advantage of this guy to steal people."

Nangong Xin looked at the wound on his chest and waved his hand:

"Jian Wuye, call Zhao Ze back. This guy escaped to the depths of Changqing Mountain and couldn't run far."
Chapter completed!