Transcending the Nine Heavens

Seeing Chu Yang rush up like crazy, this Mo Yunwei couldn't help but be frightened for a moment. His body deviated from the outside, so he made way!

Chu Yang suddenly felt empty in front of him and had already rushed out of the surrounding area.

“Bastard! Why won't you stop him! What are you doing out of the way? Are you afraid of that man?” Two Mo Yunwei roaring loudly in retreat! The momentum of their retreat has not stopped, but Chuyang has been seen breaking through the last line of defense, forcing them to roar and scold with anger.

Mo Yunwei woke up as if he were dreaming, shouting and turning to chase him, but he was embraced by the two main entrance factions that followed him, and each sword cut him into meat sauce.

“Everybody stay close to me!” Chu Yang's head didn't answer a single shout. He was covered in a lot of blood and rushed into the woods across the street.

Behind you, everyone is chasing as hard as they can!

This human horse dived into the forest like a tornado.

In the distance, the wind sandwiched with flames of heaven and earth, and before the flames, it was the endless dreams and his men, all of them rushing towards this side as if they were meteors.

On both sides, countless people rushed in.

Before and after less than 30 interest time, it is the difference between life and death!

“Where's Chu Yang? Where are the people?” Someone's asking a ruthless question.

“Hiss...” Someone watched the scene as fierce as it was, suddenly pumping cold air.

Anyway, Chu Yang finally broke through this blockade of death and went on and on.

The best and the most dangerous death. It's broken!

Mo Yunwei and Silver Armor soldiers did not hesitate too much. They immediately separated. First, more than a hundred people chased after them, and then more than a thousand people chased after they had clarified the situation.

After another half-pillar of incense, the dream finally arrived here.

“Where are the people?” Dreamless and angry asked.

“... escaped...” A Mo Yunwei commander was ashamed to bow his head to him. More than a dozen sword wounds, seven vertical and eight vertical, can still be bandaged in the future and are bleeding outward.

Every sword wound is a deep visible bone trauma. It is wrong that this master cultivation has also reached the peak of the heavenly human level. At this moment, he has already died from his wounds!.

“Escaped? How did you escape?” Dreamless has some incredible things in front of him. How did he escape when he was clearly a killer?!

“Things have changed too suddenly. Five thousand people on our side formed a huge net, surrounded it, but because it was too dispersed to get together, we have encountered Chuyang walkers, stacked in the first round of time, that is, forty and fifty people simultaneously exposed themselves, raw blown a road. Results…”

The leader of Mo Yunwei was also ashamed, heartbroken and mourned.

In a very short period of time, the dream looked at all the conditions on the scene, while the rest was a long sigh.

“It's all our own family's corpses. There's not even one corpse over there, only some broken arms at best!” One of the sounds of the endless dreams is a sincere tribute: “It's so thorough...”

“Admiral, these men are afraid they've gone mad! It's like they don't care about their lives at all!” The leader of Mo Yunwei swayed, finally unable to support him, and fell to the ground: “In the face of such enemies, there is nothing we can do. There is no use for conventional methods of warfare, but you cannot hide, you can only use your own hard resistance! So many brothers, so many sacrifices, it was a terrible situation. ”

“How many men have we lost in this wave of fighting?” Dream after dream.

“Mo Yunwei, one hundred and seventy dead, thirty-five Silver Armor soldiers.” The Mo Yunwei leader laughed: “More than 200 brothers are gone, there's only half a cup of tea before and after, just a little bit of time. ”

Dreams go low and sigh.

This 10,000 people came out with themselves, and so far, nearly a thousand have been lost!

Target enemies say they've killed more than 90%, but the rest of them, they're afraid, are harder to deal with than one.

As a general, what enemies are the hardest to deal with?

Calm enemies, brutal enemies, brainy enemies, wise enemies, etc., see things differently, but are not afraid of dead enemies, undoubtedly can always be in the top three of this list!

The dream was silent for a while and looked at the general beside him; how many of these people can safely follow them back to the future?

And how many will be buried here forever?

"Chase!" he said silently. ”

Whatever happens, there is no room to turn around, much less to turn back.

Chu Yang can't, not even himself.

……

Chu Yang at this moment, almost rotten all over his body.

Since that inevitable battle between the dense mountain forests, the battle has been one fight after another. I don't know when I will encounter a batch of people, kill one another, fight with fate, eventually escape, and then in no time, I will encounter another, so long as it lasts, as if it were some kind of cyclical reciprocation.

The pursuit is like a hairy rain in the sky, and the rain in the autumn; as soon as it begins, it is constant and endless.

Now it's raining in the sky and the ground is fighting.

It has been raining, and the battle has been going on one by one.

There is only one thing Chuyang can guarantee now: exhaust all means and not be surrounded by enemies. But it is a situation that is inevitable and must be confronted.

Chu Yang undoubtedly had the most injuries than the others, and although he was not the highest of his kind, he had to rush to the front.

Because now he is the soul of this team.

If Chu Yang hadn't gone all the way forward and opened the way to a no-return attack, I'm afraid these people would have been desperate.

Only if Chu Yang rushes forward can we give these people a subtle feeling of 'We still have hope’!

It is roughly estimated that there have been at least four or five hundred injuries to Chu Yang in the past few days!

Four or five hundred!

This is an alarming number.

And Chu Yang's incomplete Nine Dan, has used four to date.

If it weren't for the constant brushing of the spiritual energy in the body that never stopped breathing, and the continuous recovery of the wound to improve strength, even if Chuyang had a hundred more nine-fold dans, it would have been consumed by now!

Blessed is the evil, blessed is the evil!

Nine robbery spaces merged with the Pharmaceutical King's Shrine, causing the limit of spiritual energy to reflux, causing the Nine Robbery spaces to be temporarily sealed, causing Chuyang to lose its biggest lifesaving ace, but giving Chuyang another near-permanent motive spiritual energy, supporting Chuyang's permanent power source!

Now, you look at Chu Yang's eyes, and it changes again, just as the mountains look up, or it should be like looking at the demons of God.

I've never seen anyone fight like that.

Or simply using the word "battle” is simply not enough to describe the horror of its state!

Chuyang, as if he couldn't kill himself, had just rushed out of the sword forest a moment earlier and was dying of blood, but the next moment he was shaking his mind again, and his state was fully committed to the next wave of battle.

One more trauma, one more scalding; then one more escape, one more battle, or the first strike, head-to-head...

Don't say it's the flesh man, even if it's iron, at this moment I'm afraid it's already disintegrated, but Chuyang still hasn't fallen down, look at that meaning, it can still persist, maybe it can persist for a long time, even permanently...

The crowd was surprised, then amazed, then horrified, then admired, and finally worshipped, worshipped!

After such a continuous flight, Chu Yang is now surrounded by only 50 people, the last 50 people.

The entire team of 200 people, with the exception of the three who were beheaded without obeying orders, had fallen on the path of being hunted down and turned into an explosion, flesh and blood. But along the way, more than 600 Moyunwei, more than 400 Silver Armor soldiers, fell here, becoming cold bodies, walking in nine springs.

It's just that these few days of pursuit, counting the battle, the people of Mo Yuntian have already paid a high price of not less than 1,300 people! At such a high price, dreamless beards are shaking.

Let all Mo Yunwei and Silver Armor also bite their teeth, more desperate...

Under this state of mind, it leads to a later battle that is more dangerous than once.

Even now, the 50 people who can run away with Chuyang are already all scaled up, and none of them can be found.

Now, at this moment, the only thing that can sustain everyone is Chuyang's unyielding will to fight!

Pfft!

Chu Yang stuck his head in a water basin. No matter how cloudy and dirty the water in this basin is, he opened his mouth and swallowed it with a large mouth.

The Nine Robberies space cannot be opened, Chuyang has never regarded the freshwater resources as a problem, and has been completely depleted for more than a while.

Autumn rain, like spring sorrow.

The earth gathers water depths after depths, each depressed with an earthy yellow colour, with unknown things floating on it.

Fifty people held each other together, lay in the water and swallowed large mouths.

Hungry, nothing for these first-rate masters, but thirsty, is any masterful, and no strong man can be lacking, especially when there is a rush to kill and a lot of blood is lost!

Countless mud sand, along with cloudy water, rushed into the stomach.

Now there's a very brief break, and after crushing another kill, you get a very brief breath. Everyone knows: this time must not exceed half a column of incense, and one more escape will begin!