The further south you go, the hotter the air becomes.
The gravel under your feet gradually becomes hot, and you can hear the sizzling sound of the soles being baked when you step on it.
The black smoke emitted by the volcanoes in the distance covered the sky and dyed the entire sky a turbid gray.
Only the fiery red tower was still clearly visible in the smoke and dust, like a red-hot iron stuck into the earth.
The distance between the two sides is shortening little by little.
Su Wenyuan could already clearly see the sinister smile on the face of Cang Lie behind him.
After a few more breaths passed, Cang Lie estimated the distance, stretched out his hand and took out a short sword from his waist. It was silver-white in color, with spiritual light flowing around it.
He poured Spiritual Power into the sword, gathered strength for a moment, and then swung it forward suddenly.
A sharp sword shadow Air-Breaking Slash struck at extremely fast speed and struck Su Wenyuan's back.
Su Wenyuan Just wanted to run away, without any defense behind him. He only felt a biting coldness coming from his back, followed by a tearing pain.
The shadow of the sword opened a bone-deep gash on his back, slashing diagonally from his right shoulder to his left rib. Blood instantly gushed out, dripping down his robe, and sprinkling a line of eye-catching red on the gravel ground behind him.
Su Wenyuan was shocked in his heart and groaned, but he did not dare to stop at all. Instead, he gritted his teeth and accelerated his speed a few minutes.
He knew that if he slowed down for just a moment, the next sword would fall on his neck.
Cang Lie saw this, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
He likes this feeling, likes to see the prey being stabbed one by one while escaping, and likes to see them struggling in vain even though they are at the end of their rope.
He poured Spiritual Power into the dagger again, flicked his wrist, and the second sword shadow followed closely.
"Pfft--"
This time, the sword shadow struck firmly on Su Wenyuan's left shoulder blade. The force was even more severe than before, almost splitting his shoulder blade.
Su Wenyuan staggered forward and almost fell down, but he just relied on instinct to steady himself and continued to run forward.
Han Qianshan is slightly stronger and further forward than Su Wenyuan. The bandage on his broken arm has long been soaked in blood, and his face is as pale as paper.
He turned his head and glanced at Su Wenyuan, his lips moved but he said nothing.
There's no point in talking nonsense, Cang Lie will kill himself if he doesn't kill Su Wenyuan.
He had no choice but to speed up the operation of Spiritual Power, making it a little faster.
Shen Hongyuan, who was running at the front, never looked back.
She heard the sound of the sword shadow entering flesh, and also heard the groan of Su Wenyuan.
"Hold on a little longer." Her voice was hoarse, as if squeezed out from between her teeth, and she pointed towards the fiery red tower in front of her that was getting closer and closer, "We're almost there."
As the saying goes, it's like running to death in Wangshan Mountain.
Fire Element Tower is clearly visible in the field of vision, and the lines on the tower body are vaguely discernible, but the road under your feet seems to have been stretched by someone, and no matter how you run, you can't reach it.
Su Wenyuan could no longer feel the pain in his back. After the two deep wounds with visible bones were blown by the hot wind for a while, even the blood condensed into dark red scabs.
He just moved his legs mechanically, one step after another.
A thought repeatedly surged through my mind: Is it right or wrong to escape here?
Xiao Huo is nothing but Foundation Establishment, Eighth Layer.
The last time I was able to win against Cang Lie, I relied on that weird two-color flame that caught the opponent off guard.
But this time it's different. Cang Lie is standing next to Golden Core Third Layer's Zhang Yuanzheng.
Xiao Huo, can one Foundation Establishment, Eighth Layer really deal with two Golden Core Realm?
But there is no other way.
Su Wenyuan gritted his teeth, swallowed back the smell of blood that came to his mouth, and accelerated his steps a little faster.
Behind him, Cang Lie was no longer in a hurry to chase.
He could see that several people were already on the verge of collapse. After all, it was just Foundation Establishment Realm, and Spiritual Power's reserves were far inferior to his.
He raised his dagger again, and the silvery sword's spiritual light regrouped, pouring Spiritual Power into the sword's body again.
This sword was more powerful, and he planned to kill this one first.
The sword shadow Air-Breaking Slash, faster and more ruthless than before, went straight to the back of Su Wenyuan.
However, at the moment when the sword shadow was about to be slashed down, a black shadow roared from the direction of Fire Element Tower.
The thing was heavy and heavy, spinning in the air, making a dull sound of breaking wind, like a black shield, inserted precisely behind Su Wenyuan.
"When--!"
There was a deafening Jin Tie chirp.
The black heavy sword was hit by the sword shadow, and the huge impact caused it to bounce high, rolling in the air and flying towards the distance.
Just when the heavy sword was about to fall to the ground, a white figure rushed out from a distance.
The man's speed was so fast that only an afterimage was left. He tapped his toes lightly on the gravel, and he rose into the air. His right hand reached out and firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.
The movement of the epee stopped abruptly, and the sword body was still buzzing and trembling in the palm of my hand.
The man didn't take it seriously, he just turned over in the air and landed lightly ten feet in front of Shen Hongyuan.
Su Hongyuan was surprised at first, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.
I saw that the sharp eyebrows and starry eyes of life were none other than Xiao Huo.
Everyone stopped when they saw this.
Cang Lie squinted his eyes, staring at the white figure falling on the ground, and slowly grinned at the corner of his mouth.
"I wanted to kill everyone before looking for you," Cang Lie stared at the white figure, the smile on his lips getting deeper and deeper, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost overflowed, "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to the door."
Xiao Huo chuckled, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand and flipping it over. The huge and heavy black sword spun in his palm, as light as a willow branch.
"What a coincidence," he said in a neither salty nor cool tone, "I thought so too, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to deliver it to my door."
Having said that, he moved his eyes away from Cang Lie and landed on Zhang Yuanzheng, who was a few steps behind. He looked up and down, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Golden Core Third Layer? His strength is pretty good."
There was neither awe nor provocation in his tone, but rather like a senior teacher commenting on a junior with acceptable qualifications.
Cang Lie's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he opened his mouth to retaliate.
A hand suddenly reached out from behind and slapped him heavily on the shoulder, slapping back the words he had spoken.
Cang Lie was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that Zhang Yuanzheng's face was not even half as leisurely as before.
The originally careless face was now tensed up, with his brows knitted into a "Sichuan" shape, his eyes locked tightly on the white figure opposite, and his whole body exuded a sense of vigilance as if facing a formidable enemy.
Cang Lie has known Zhang Yuanzheng for so many years, but I have never seen him look like this.
"What's wrong with you?" Cang Lie frowned and lowered his voice, his tone full of confusion, "It's this kid, just kill him, you don't have to worry about the others."
Zhang Yuanzheng took a deep breath, slowly turned his head and glanced at Cang Lie, but said nothing.
But that look was like looking at a fool.
Then he returned his gaze to Xiao Huo, his throat rolled slightly, and when he spoke, his voice was a little lower than before, solemn and cautious, and no longer as arrogant as before.
"What... what strength do you have?"