[I’m so anxious, I’m so anxious, can this be done? 】

[This is the first time I saw such a thrilling scene in this senior care live broadcast room. 】

[Is this difficulty too outrageous? I don’t think a normal escape route would be this difficult...]

[Did we take the wrong route? Or is there something wrong with that guy named Zhuang Guo? 】

[Those who came from other live broadcast rooms were very anxious to see it, and the barrage cannot reveal unknown information]

Su Ming'an jumped off the branch and pierced the head of a white monster on the ground with his sword. The sword edge penetrated through the Tianling Gai and penetrated the opponent.

The limit distance of spatial displacement is one hundred meters. With just one displacement, he just broke through the blockade of the white monsters and reached the end of their blockade.

As long as he kills these weirdos at the end of the battle line, he can break through the defense line and escape.

He quickly landed on the ground, and the blade slid down, slicing the body of the weirdo in front of him like white tofu. Blood spattered out like a line, and a few drops fell on his cheek.

With such an effective blow, the weirdo who was cut vertically by his sword was still alive. He even lowered his head and showed a strange smile to him.

A cold current surged from his heart, and he instantly kicked the opponent in the abdomen, pulled out the sword sharply, and jumped back quickly.

The next moment, a big hole opened in the ground where he was originally.

Surrounded by electric current, the weeds are scorched and withered.

Before he could take a breath, he heard a series of sounds breaking through the air from behind.

...The weirdos from behind are coming back.

He could even hear Xia Luoyang shouting with a smile:

"——You shouldn't have chosen to run away, Yang Xia. This time, you made the worst decision."

"I have never regretted it." He whispered, held the sword fiercely, wiped out the attachment, and made a sweeping sweep in reverse!

The darkness turned into a streamline, drawing a black moon arc around him. The electric baton thrown at him was suddenly sliced ​​open, and the crackling sound of electricity could be heard endlessly.

Absolutely sharp.

It comes with an annihilating sword body, which can achieve an effect similar to absolute sharpness.

He swept out with his sword, without stopping at all, and rushed into the depths of the forest.

Next to him, Mo Yan carried Suzunako on his back and followed him quickly.

This time, it was Mo Yan's turn to be unable to keep up with him.

His agility in the bright state was 38. Although a person's running speed did not increase in numerical increments, he was still twice as fast as Mo Yan, and Mo Yan quickly fell behind.

He slowed down his steps and cooperated with Mo Yan's speed to help him block the long-range attacks behind him.

But it's obvious that Mo Yan's speed can't match those white monsters, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yan said nothing, just kept his head down and ran with all his strength.

A large amount of sweat slid down his cheeks. The young man who had always been smiling tightly pursed his lips, his face turned red, and he even retracted his sword.

He had obviously accelerated to the extreme.

The branches on both sides scraped against his cheek, and there were once again bloody mouths of varying depths on his face.

Blood fell all the way along their journey, irritating the weirdos behind them to let out strange roars.

...just like a group of monsters.

As if guided by Xia Luoyang's order, the weirdos behind him were even faster than before.

The distance between the two sides is constantly getting closer.

"Come down!" Su Ming'an immediately put Dong Xue down and asked her to run back first.

He had to stop these charging weirdos, otherwise they would be collectively caught up.

He stopped and held his sword toward the front.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters...

"Pfft!"

The long sword penetrated the flesh, and he penetrated the chest of a white weirdo who was running the fastest. The opponent's arms blocked his neck, preventing him from piercing the neck with his sword.

But obviously, piercing the chest has no effect on the opponent, and even the health bar only dropped a little.

"Bang!"

The opponent suddenly flew up with a kick. Su Mingan had just drawn his sword and had no time to dodge. He immediately held the sword with one hand and put the other hand behind the sword body to block the opponent's powerful and heavy blow.

An extremely strong impact hit him instantly, the sword made a crisp sound, and even faintly heard the sound of fine cracks on it.

【HP-639!(Block!)】

This time, the bloody numbers jumped out of his body.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards uncontrollably, and hit a tree trunk.

"Bang——!"

The leaves flew and scraped against his cheek, causing a slight sting.

But what hurts more now is my chest.

The blow just now, even if it was blocked by the sword, the force was inevitably transmitted to his chest, as if someone had hit him hard with a steel rod. He didn't know if he had broken his ribs.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth and dripped on the ground. He held the sword in one hand, propped himself on the ground, and stood up quickly while holding on to the tree trunk.

Suddenly a little wetness appeared on the body, and the sound of dripping gradually sounded.

Rain dripped through the dense branches and leaves onto the top of his head, and the cold temperature gradually overflowed.

It's raining.

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw a surging crowd of white weirdos, numbering at least thirty or forty, surging towards him like a tide.

If he attacks the fatal points of these monsters, he can indeed kill them instantly, but these white monsters can also kill him instantly if they get the chance.

Moreover, since he is only one person, once he starts to get injured, it will affect his actions.

Just like now, he has clearly felt the sluggishness in his movements, as if he has gradually turned into a rusty gear.

He quickly took out the Johnson & Johnson drug.

[Johnson's medicine: After injection, a total of 500 health points will be quickly restored within ten seconds. Multiple injections are possible.

Note: This item comes with strong pain, please be careful when adding it!】

…

This is a syringe filled with azure liquid, which glows like stars.

He quickly pricked it on his left arm, regardless of whether it was in the right position, and pushed the liquid directly into it.

The intense pain described in the Johnson's Pill soon began to take effect, and fine pains arose on his body like ants biting him. Facing the surging white monster, he raised his sword and suddenly saw Mo Yan, who was supposed to be running, but was still standing.

On one side.

Mo Yan was standing next to him, like a stake stuck in the grass, with rainwater sliding down his cheeks and an indescribable expression on his face.

"...What are you doing standing here?" Su Mingan frowned: "Run."

He finally bought time, but this person is still standing here?

Fine pains shot out from every corner of Su Ming'an's body. He held on to the wet tree trunk and barely stood. The hand holding the sword was shaking.

Mo Yan said nothing.

He turned around, facing away from Su Ming'an, and raised his sword amidst the thin curtain of rain.

"bass!"

There was a sharp and crisp sword sound, as if it was piercing the sky and was as sharp as a sword.

As if something was suddenly awakened, the sword body rippled with a blazing white light.

"Brother, I asked Suzunako to run away first, together with Dongxue." Mo Yan said, "They should have run some distance now. Brother, if you hurry up, you can catch up."

"what are you up to?"

Mo Yan didn't answer, but just took a step forward and stood in front of him.

The light of the sun's rain fell on the young man's short robe with black background and white stripes in front of him, reflecting the bloody light like ripples on the sea. Mo Yan took the initiative to step forward, faced the white weirdo who was flying towards him, and raised his sword.

The blade of the sword buzzed, and the sword's chant contained a power and aura as powerful as a dragon's roar.

Su Ming'an held onto the tree trunk, and the pain in his chest gradually numbed as the strengthening drug took effect.

"A person in the Sword Sect will not be a burden to the savior." Mo Yan turned his head and raised his sword: "Brother, leave quickly and I will give you your life."

The rain slid down his face, and the sword was clear, reflecting the sharp edge that suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this time, there was no trace of laughter on his face, only an extremely silent calm remained.

It's like being prepared.
To be continued...