The sound of horse hooves resounded like thunder, and the endless running day and night had exhausted the two horses. Hu Leibao's eyes were covered with blood. It gasped in big mouths, and its speed became slower and slower until it stopped.

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent, just like the quietness before the storm was approaching, staring quietly in the distance.

Gan Tang followed him on Ziyanliu and pulled the reins hard: "Even if it's fast, it's too late. You have to arrive within three or four days in the journey of more than ten days. Even if these two horses are killed, it's too late.

of!"

Cheng Zhiyuan stared at the far side without replying, but at this moment he silently turned over and dismounted. Hu Leibao gasped violently, and his horse's legs couldn't stop trembling.

“It was a trap from the beginning…”

Cheng Zhiyuan pulled out the blood-washing sword with a clang. A blood cuckoo flew out of the demon sword. He tilted his head to combed his feathers. The yellow snake stretched out from Cheng Zhiyuan's back collar and leaned on Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder with his eyes blinking.

This sleep is so comfortable.

The spirit talked in the dark, but Huaxue didn't know what was sealed under the cliff. It only knew that there was a voice in it calling on itself, and it was very powerful.

Since this is the case, it is impossible for the blood washing to know the weakness of this demon god.

What Cheng Zhiyuan can know now is only the parts that Huotu knows...

Extremely limited.

Just know the purpose, but lack the way to deal with it. After absurdly passing by, the final outcome may be a bit unsatisfactory.

In short, this name has been remembered by Cheng Zhiyuan in the deepest part of his heart, and is deeply imprinted with an unforgivable mark.

When Huang Xue felt the angry of the sword master, the transformed blood cuckoo suddenly burst out and his body trembled like a fat little ball of hair.

"There is no way to deal with it, but you can't delay it for a moment... Since the horse cannot do it, I will walk..."

"It is not feasible to bring reinforcements. We are in our current location and there is no time to bring reinforcements. In the mountains and fields, all the cities in all directions are very far away..."

"This incident happened because of me, I must go back to rescue..."

Cheng Zhiyuan patted Hu Leibao's neck and said to Gan Tang: "If you can't do it, just wait here..."

Gan Tang raised his eyebrows: "There are only men who cannot do it, where are there women who cannot do it?"

"Also, even if you drag your body to Yuci, how many rounds can you spend with that demon god?"

Her expression also became serious. The frivolity that had just appeared in her eyebrows was gone, and she replaced it with seriousness and solemnity.

"When rushing over to die, or rushing over to kill the enemy, these are two ways, two choices, and two results."

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent for a long time until the sound of the drizzle gradually became stronger.

Two sounds, one in front and one behind, are hidden in the depths of the torrential scenery:

"However, we don't know his weaknesses. When we know almost nothing about the enemy's own situation and only understand that he is very strong, the only thing we can do is to rush over as soon as possible..."

"After rushing over, what would you do if the Yuci people are dead?"

"If you catch up, even if he wins at this time, he will definitely weaken a lot. Seize the opportunity and may be able to kill..."

"If he occupy Yuci and turns sentient beings into demons, what do you think?"

"...behead them all!"

"Haha, how can one turn the torrent in one's power?"

Gan Tang looked at the sky, letting the wind and rain hit his shoulders and wet his body: "Zhiyuan, you are good at using force, and the green sword is in no way, but can you cut the wind and rain in this world?"

"It's impossible! Because the wind and rain brought your sword, why are the immortals so powerful in the wind and rain tens of times hard to stop? Because you themselves represent the power in the sky."

"Immortals are people in the sky. When they enter the world, they are contaminated with mortal worlds. They have no time to turn into dirty things and have their own delusions. Therefore, they are happy with wind and rain, so they are the sound of the sky..."

"The immortal I met back then, that rude person, should be ranked high among you fifty-two immortals..."

"I should call him...it's exactly 'world'."

Gan Tang's delicate face was soaked in the rain: "What is trend? This is trend. The general trend cannot be violated. Do it with the trend or go against the trend?!"

"But this is an appearance, and there is a deeper realm, which is to take advantage of the situation! Although the general trend cannot be violated, it can be guided!"

"It is not my sword, but it is my sword!"

""Lu Men Zunshi": If you have great momentum, you can be the best in the world!"

Cheng Zhiyuan looked up, and the wind and rain became more and more powerful in his ears, and it gradually became boiling.

He realized the three levels of common people's swords, and at the same time he practiced to the next five levels of perfection, and at the same time had the body of an immortal. However, what he did not do so many times to this day.

If you sail against the current, you will retreat if you don’t advance. However, most people in this world do not have the ability to sail against the current, let alone advance or retreat?

"The general situation cannot be violated!"

At this moment, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly made a sound like pity, compassion, and let go.

"Does God know if people are sick?"

What do you say is that the general trend is not to be violated? Now that you are going to do it, you are desperate. Should you hide or fight back?

Sometimes, taking a step back may not be the vast sky, but the abyss!

"A man has no light, and a sword has no strength!"

Cheng Zhiyuan made the blood wash return to the sheath with a clang, then turned around and pierced into the wind and rain!

Gan Tang sighed, then said nothing, and also threw himself into the storm!

Only Hu Lei Leopard and Zi Yanliu were left behind. Look at me and I look at you. They are all the best horses in the world. Now they are all left behind, and no one can look at you.

But horses carry people after all, they are carrying loads. They are really almost at their limits when they travel day and night. If they are not trimmed, they may die suddenly on the spot.

This also has something to do with the level of the horse itself. If it is a emperor's horse who is like the mount of King Mu, then even if you run a mountain for seven days and seven nights, there will be nothing wrong.

But Emperor Zijun is too far from their grade.

The two horses had to rest, but Cheng Zhiyuan and Gan Tang galloped with great magic power, so they could run away from behind, so that they could almost no weight, which would relieve a lot of pressure.

...

The wind and rain are dark, covering the sky and the sun. Cheng Zhiyuan walked along the wind and rain. Gan Tang was chasing behind him, and spoke at the same time. The clear voice was stubborn with Cheng Zhiyuan:

"You are walking with the wind and rain. Isn't this going with the help of the general trend?"

Cheng Zhiyuan walked away from the wind and rain ahead!

"If you can go along, you can go along. If you can't go along, you can go along and you can go along!"

He responded:

"Everything happens because of me, starting and ending well, otherwise I will run away if I run away! So how can I feel at ease in my heart? Then, I can't recite the word "Sword" again!"

Gan Tang's lips raised, but was not seen. The wind and rain covered her face and remained stubborn: "You have the opportunity, and sentient beings go from life to death. It is clear that it seems to have evidence, but if that demon sees through you

The body of an immortal is going to kill you to be an immortal medicine, what do you think of it?"

Cheng Zhiyuan did not look back, his voice was stiff and ruthless, and there was fire at the same time:

"Zhao Nan, you can go back, you don't have to come with me!"

Gan Tang's beautiful eyes were like crescent moons, but Cheng Zhiyuan had never looked back, so he could not see this bright scene:

"First, don't do it, second, don't stop! You, a bastard, go out, I will share your hard work. If you die, I will probably disappear from the world!"

"I'm afraid this is not your mind. I feel that the road to the underworld is so desolate. Let me accompany you and be the right mandarin duck?"

The wind and rain are blowing, and the sound is resounding, bringing thunder.

Cheng Zhiyuan scolded:

"I should not say anything that is said!"

Gan Tang smiles like a flower:
Chapter completed!