As soon as they stepped onto the river bank, they heard a sharp whistle behind them. The two understood that the scene just now was still noticed by the masters of the Eastern Family, and a large-scale search operation would follow one after another. They must hurry up and break through. Hu Qingpeng asked while running: "Young Master, where should we go? Are we still rushing to Yichang?"

Yi Wufeng said decisively: "No, let's go north instead! People from the Eastern Family can only interrogate the sailors on the boat and know that the destination of our trip will definitely be ambushing heavy troops on the way west to prevent us from entering Yichang. Therefore, we have to change the route north to Jingshan, use the complex terrain to avoid the enemy, and then turn to Shennong Valley. If everything goes well, we will be safe in five days!"

Hu Qingpeng frowned and said, "Going north? Isn't that close to the sphere of influence of the Wudang Sect? I guess He Shouxin has informed his masters of his sect to come and support him. If I meet them on the way, I will not be sure to win."

Yi Wu Feng Du knocked his head and said, "This is not a decisive battle. If you can't beat him, won't you run away? Stupid!"

There are vast plains along the Yangtze River. After the woods, looking into the distance, there are rice fields and lotus ponds, extending to the end of the sky. Hu Qingpeng wanted to avoid the crowd, and carried his clothes and danced phoenixes and walked in the fields. Sometimes he was too lazy to take a long way to go, so he picked up his breath and passed by the lotus pond, which stunned the farmers who happened to pass by. On the way, they asked the villagers for some dry food to fill their hunger, and walked until late at night before resting in a wild forest.

Hu Qingpeng grew up in the forest. He knew the habits of wild animals. He quickly caught two pheasants and set up firewood to barbecue. Yi Wufeng saw him busy with his hands and feet, and was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He took out a handkerchief and handed it over, and said softly: "You, just wipe your sweat!"

Hu Qingpeng was flattered and wiped his hands with his sleeve before taking them. It was soft and fragrant. When he touched his face, the white silk parrot suddenly turned gray and black. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I've dirtyed your handkerchief. I'll wash it and return it to you."

When Yi Wufeng saw him hiding his handkerchief in her arms, her face turned slightly red, she gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "You must remember, don't cheat and don't return!"

Hu Qingpeng smiled and handed the roasted pheasant with diligently, saying to him: "Young Master, smell the fragrance and look at the color again. It is definitely the best among roast chicken! Don't you want to taste it?"

The two of them had a full meal of wild game, satisfied, and lie down under the tree. They only listened to the singing of insects around them, high and low, mixed with the sound of winds that were sometimes strong and sometimes weak, making the night quieter and quieter. Through the gaps between the leaves, you can see the stars flashing in the clear sky and the Milky Way flowing. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the quiet forests care for them silently like mothers.

Hu Qingpeng heard the breathing sounds coming beside him, and he felt deeply moved. Although he was very tired, he could not fall asleep. In fact, he was very worried about whether the toxicity of Yi Wufeng would occur early, and he was also worried that he would be besieged by Wudang, Beggars' Sect and other forces, which would delay her time for seeking medical treatment. After a while, he quietly got up and stared at Yi Wufeng's slender figure in the dark. When he thought that her life was in danger, his heart hurt so much. Even if he knew that he might become a public enemy in the martial arts world and could not stand in the world, he would not regret it. He would never want this beautiful woman as snow lotus to sleep forever in front of him. In order to protect her, he was ready to sacrifice everything.

The long night faded, and the dawn broke out in the east. A thin layer of morning mist filled the mountains and forests, with slight dewdrops condensed on the green leaves. Suddenly, two foxes rushed out of the grass, running past them like the wind, and disappeared in an instant. Hu Qingpeng and Yi Wufeng woke up at the same time, and saw several hares running in a panic. They were shocked, and an unknown premonition came to their hearts.

Hu Qingpeng leaped onto the treetops with a breath, and saw someone flashing a hundred feet away. The cold light of weapons was reflected from the gaps between the branches and leaves, and a faint barking of dogs came from the wind. His heart sank, and someone was chasing him so quickly! He immediately jumped to the ground and said, "Young Master, a large number of martial arts people entered the forest to search, and they were also bringing hunting dogs, as if they were coming for us!"

Yi Wufeng frowned and said, "Walk from the tree and don't fall to the ground and leave a smell. Those trained hunting dogs are very annoying!"

Hu Qingpeng carried her up, carried out his light skills and ran on the branches, and stopped to look back and observed the enemy situation. Yi Wufeng found that he had been walking west, and was surprised in her heart and asked, "Why are you going west? We should continue to go north!"

Hu Qingpeng said: "There are signs of people moving in the east, south and north directions, and there is no one in the west, which is the only gap."

Yi Wufeng was so smart, and she had already guessed the key point, and said in a lost voice: "No, this is a trap! Stop immediately, I guess the strongest enemy will ambush in this direction!"

Hu Qingpeng was immediately shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He immediately disappeared, secretly complaining that he was insecure after all, and could not see the other party's intention to arrange it. If Yi Wufeng hadn't reminded him in time, he would have fallen into the trap. He asked in a low voice: "Young Master, there is a trap in front and a pursuer behind, what should we do?"

Yi Wufeng pushed away the branches in front of her, looked into the distance from a high point, observing the pursuers who were gradually approaching from three directions. She said calmly: "It seems that there are quite a few people who want to kill me! Although the number of people chasing me from both north and south directions is relatively small, the speed of travel is almost the same. There is no gap left in the middle when searching, and the orders are strict. It is estimated that they are from the same sect and should not be broken. There are the largest number of pursuers in the east, but the speed of travel is different. There is no unified command and dispatch. It is likely that the various sects form a miscellaneous army, and there is a lack of tacit understanding and response between each other, which is the easiest to break through. Turn east and kill a bloody road and rush out!"

"good!"

When the crisis came, Hu Qingpeng's strong fighting spirit was aroused. He knew in his heart that with the Wudang Sect's testimony, he would not even have any chance to defend himself. If the two of them could not successfully break out of the siege, they would have to die in battle in a situation where there was a small number of attacks against the masses. He subconsciously patted the scabbard on his waist, and a cold light shot out from Ruying's eyes. He would not sit and wait for death. Today, he either died or broke the net. There was no third possibility! Although he could not see Hu Qingpeng's expression, Yi Wufeng felt his sudden surge of momentum and the explosive power hidden in his muscles. The unique strength and courage of men imprinted on her heart like a branding iron. She leaned against the broad and thick back muscles, and her heart was pounding again.

Hu Qingpeng walked through the forest like a cat, intentionally bypassing the grass that was sleeping in the open last night. Suddenly, he heard the strange sound of the wind in front of him, and quickly flashed lightly, cleverly hid behind a thick branch, revealing only half of his face to observe the situation.

The branches and leaves on the right swayed, and two young men holding long swords flew over, with expressions of nervousness and excitement on their faces. At the same time, the sound of footsteps sounded, and a strong man holding a thick-backed sword appeared under the tree. Where the sword light passed, the short vines blocking the road were cut off, causing quite a while. They were only rushing forward, not paying attention to the target on the invisible tree.

Hu Qingpeng was also unwilling to expose his whereabouts too early. When they rushed into the depths of the woods, they quietly sneaked. After a while, the footsteps rustled. More than ten people from the martial arts world emerged in front of them, holding several fierce and agile hunting dogs and searching carefully. Another fifty or sixty people followed behind them several feet, spreading into a long row, and advancing forward like a tide. Looking coldly, these people's clothing and weapons were strange, and they formed several small groups, obviously from all over the world. Seven or eight of them were outstanding in momentum and had the style of masters. They should be heroes who have been famous for many years.

The hunting dogs had extremely sensitive noses, and almost at the same time, they smelled the smell of humans in the air. They screamed suddenly and struggled to pounce on the invisible tree of Hu, Yi and the others. Everyone was shocked: "I found it, I found it!" "Go and kill the witch!"

Hu Qingpeng knew that it was useless to hide again, so he took a breath of his true energy and rushed forward. His wrist trembled, and several branches shot out like lightning, and a few light sounds pierced through the brain bones of the hunting dogs. The dog barking stopped abruptly. Suddenly, the black shadow flashed, and three long whips hit him in front of him like a flying dragon. Someone heard the sad voice shouting: "Bastard, why did you kill my divine dog?! Come on your life!"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly, "If you don't kill these hunting dogs, how can you get rid of your pursuit in the future? I'm not a fool! I'm so sank, and I'm just a whip-stroke. As soon as my feet touch the ground, my sword was unsheathed and stabbed, accurately stabbing the three people's acupoints. He kicked the other party down and rushed over like a whirlwind without any pause. The route he chose was the gap between the two gangs, and there were only four people blocking the way, which was the weakest place. Although the roars and shouts of others were loud and complicated, they had no effect on his will. His aura firmly locked on these four opponents.

Success or failure is here.

The four people had a flash of eyes. The opponent had jumped several feet away and came to the front like a ghost. The powerful aura was forcing him. Especially his bright eyes, which shot out a cold light that made people sweat when they touched him, and they just wanted to escape. But since they dared to come to surround and kill the elders of the Demon Sect, they were not names, so how could they be so scared? Besides, their numbers had an advantage, as long as they could block the opponent for a while,

When the other companions arrived, they were sure to win. Two men who used the sword roared in unison, and the sword light spread out, one slashed Hu Qingpeng's shoulders from left to right. One of them fists straight out, causing a move to "the sky collapses and the earth to break" to hit the opponent's chest. The fists were fierce and the force was amazing. The last man jumped into the air, and two meteor hammers broke through the air and hit him. Although this was the first time the four of them joined forces, their power should not be underestimated. As soon as the move was released, there were cheers around him.

Hu Qingpeng's body, which was originally moving forward at high speed, suddenly stopped from extreme movement to extreme quietness. The four people did not expect that he would suddenly stop and make a mistake in judgment. All the moves hit the empty space together. The man who punched the most miserable, with hundreds of pounds of force returning to his own strength, his throat sweetened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Hu Qingpeng took advantage of the opponent's trick and had no time to change his move. He paused his feet and rushed into the four people like a cheetah. He swung his sword, and heard two screams of "Ouch" and "Ah", and the two men who used the sword jumped away in pain. Hu Qingpeng hit his left fist directly, hitting the bridge of the nose of the big man vomiting blood, knocking him out. At this moment, two meteor hammers drew half a circle in the air, and counterattacked Yi Wufeng's vest, with a very sinister move. Hu Qingpeng let out a clear roar, and turned around. The sword twitched away the meteor hammer, and suddenly jumped backward, stabbed himself with a backhand, stabbed the man with a scepter, stabbing the man with a hammer's lower abdomen.

Everyone was shocked to see this. Unexpectedly, a young Hengshan disciple was so thrust away, and he lost four good players in one encounter! Some people couldn't help but sigh that such an outstanding young swordsman would actually defect to the Demon Sect and be willing to work hard for the Demon Sect. It was a big loss for Bai Dao! Some people had even more murderous intentions. If they didn't kill him when they were not yet full of wings, wouldn't there be an extra big demon in the future? Seeing Hu Qingpeng breaking the gap and trying to escape, they took out hidden weapons and shot them.

Hu Qingpeng turned around and drew his sword, took the opportunity to lift the corpse hanging on the sword, blocking the various hidden weapons that were shot, and immediately ran out of the forest. He jumped up and down, jumped forward, avoiding the hidden weapons behind him. While sending warning messages, everyone chased with their tails, shouting and shouting filled the woods, alarming countless birds.

The general rushed to the edge of the woods, and suddenly the strong wind was pressing against the head, and the shouts were shaking: "Look at the palm!" A monk rushed down from the tree, and his palms hit him like a palm fan. The shadow of the palm was invisible and the reality was endless, and there was a very powerful back.

Yi Wufeng shouted in a low voice: "Prajna Palm!"

Hu Qingpeng felt that the pressure was extremely high. The key points in front of him were within the opponent's palm power range, and he knew that he had encountered a master who was difficult to pass. Under normal circumstances, both sides would have to decide the winner after at least a hundred moves. But at this time, he had no time to slowly consume his opponent. As long as he was delayed and was caught up by the team behind him, he would be unable to fly. Even if he was injured, he would have to fight quickly and decide quickly. It is the best way to go! In the flash of lightning, Hu Qingpeng moved incredibly, changed his position, and took the sword to the opponent's throat.

The monk shouted, "Bold evil!" He fell to the ground, cut Hu Qingpeng's wrist with one palm, and hit his chest with another palm.

Hu Qingpeng was slightly bent, and he followed the sword and rushed into the opponent's body regardless of everything. The sword pointed at the monk's lower abdomen, and he actually used his life to fight with his life. The monk felt awe in his heart. Although this palm could seriously injure the opponent, he would go to the west to pay homage to the Buddha! In desperation, he turned his palm and shook the sword in a crooked manner and retreated several steps. Hu Qingpeng stopped and flew past.

Seeing that the monk could not intercept the next boy, his face turned pale. He didn't care about the rules of the world and hit the witch on Hu Qingpeng's back with a palm.

Hu Qingpeng heard it sincerely and greeted it with his back hand. The two palm winds intersected, and Hu Qingpeng became more anxious and laughed deliberately, "Thank you for sending you off!" The monk was beaten his chest and stamping his feet, full of depression.

The two flew out of the woods and saw dozens of horses in the open space outside the forest. It was probably the mounts of those heroes in the martial arts world. More than ten people were responsible for temporary guarding. Yi Wufeng shouted: "God helps me! Go and grab the horses!" Hu Qingpeng hesitated and said: "But I can't ride a horse!" Yi Wufeng couldn't help knocking on his head and said angrily: "I can't do you, can't you, can I?"

Hu Qingpeng understood at a glance, and embarrassedly touched his nose, swung his sword to stab several guards who rushed over. He first put Yi Wufeng on a high-headed horse, and then jumped behind her to sit. Yi Wufeng shouted, "Sit firmly!" He clamped his legs and the horse's belly, and the mount neighed, leaving like an arrow. Hu Qingpeng stretched out his left arm forward, hugging her slender waist tightly. Looking back, he saw everyone rushing out of the woods and pointing fingers at them. Among them, the quickest reaction also snatched the horses and chased them. The sound of hooves was like thunder, which made the earth tremble. Both sides chased and fled, rolling up dust sand in the sky.

The phoenix riding technique was quite exquisite. She controlled the horse to speed up and gradually opened the distance from the pursuers. After running for several miles, she rode away from the road and ran into the wilderness. The more she walked, the terrain became steeper, and the hills were undulating, passing through the woods from time to time. Although the mount was majestic, it ran with two people on her back, and her physical strength was consumed very quickly and her speed couldn't help but slow down. She ran for more than ten miles, and the sound of hooves behind gradually approached, and the enemy followed like a maggot with bones.

Yi Wufeng was so tired that she was sweating profusely because she could not use her true energy. While urging the horse to move quickly, she asked loudly: "How far are they from us? How many people are there?"

Hu Qingpeng looked back and said in a deep voice: "There is still about thirty feet away, about forty or fifty people!"

Yi Wufeng gritted her teeth and said, "This horse is about to fail! There is a forest in front of me. After entering the forest, we immediately abandoned our horses and walked into the deep mountains. The enemy is not equipped with enough manpower and it is impossible to search every inch of the place carefully. It is our good opportunity to get rid of them!"

Hu Qingpeng had no objection and stabbed the horse's thigh with a backhand. The mount was suddenly stimulated, and a neighed, speeding up into the woods. With trees blocking him, Hu Qingpeng returned to his sword and whispered: "Go!" He held Yi Wufeng and jumped away from the horse's back and quickly hid in the thick bushes. The injured horse ran around himself, as if crazy.

The heroes who were chasing each other did not see Hu, and Yi and the others were caught off the horse. They heard the horse's hooves in front of them, thinking that they were still running for their lives, roaring by and chasing them in the sound.
Chapter completed!