Chapter 3802

"How did you attack me?" Lin Yi asked another question.

"The dead don't need to know so much." The middle-aged man in white smiled lightly.

Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged: "It's ridiculous, do you really think you can kill me?"

"Shunpo."

The middle-aged man in white didn't answer his question, he took a step forward, and the man had disappeared into the night, reappeared, and when he reached Lin Yi's back, he raised his hand and punched him.

boom!

Lin Yi's flesh and blood exploded from his back, and he was thrown thousands of feet away again. His internal organs rolled violently, and he coughed up blood again and again. The surprise in my heart is indescribable.

The middle-aged man in white was too fast, almost like a monster, and appeared behind him without warning, leaving him no time to react. It can't even be described as fast, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is teleportation.

But Lin Yi can be sure that the aura of the middle-aged man in white is ordinary metal and has nothing to do with space. And the shunpo he used should be strictly speaking an attacking pace.

It can't be used to rush, but it can explode in a short distance, giving people a fatal blow.

The opponent's strength is also terrifyingly strong, and he was injured quite a bit with an ordinary punch. This was caused by the other party deliberately not killing him, otherwise the punch just now would have been fatal.

"run!"

Lin Yi didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, he took a step forward, operated "Chasing the Moon Jue" to the extreme, and flew into the distance.

next moment!

boom!

The sky where he was originally was shining with golden light, and the fist of the man in white made a big movement there. If Lin Yi slowed down a bit, the punch would land on him again.

Brush!

Lin Yi took two steps in succession, and he was already 20,000 feet away, followed by a middle-aged man in white clothes. His body flickered a few times, and he came to a place 10,000 feet behind Lin Yi.

His speed is super fast. Every time Lin Yi takes a step, the middle-aged figure in white can flash ten times. Unfortunately, his steps are short distances, and each flash can only move a thousand feet.

As Lin Yi guessed, the pace of the middle-aged man in white is suitable for close combat, not for long-distance travel.

Compared with the speed, it is still a step behind myself.

After ten breaths passed, Lin Yi threw away the man in white for a hundred miles, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but the speed under his feet was not slow at all.

The two chased after each other, and within the time of half a cup of tea, the distance between the two grew even further. There were already thousands of miles between the two of them, and in terms of speed alone, Lin Yi was still faster.

Only at this time did he spare time to deal with the injury briefly. After that, he glanced at the man in white who was thousands of miles away, flipped through it casually, and took out the white jade flute.

He was too careless just now, if he knew that the man in white was so strong, he would have used "Nine Nether Souls" directly.

Woo~~woo~~woo~~

The sound of the flute broke the quiet night sky, Lin Yi was blowing the flute, standing facing the night wind, quietly waiting for the arrival of the man in white.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man in white was very vigilant. When he heard Lin Yi's flute, he stopped in his tracks, turned around and ran away quickly, and took out a spirit weapon for soul defense to cover his head.

His speed was very fast, he flew two thousand miles away from Lin Yi in a moment, and he was about to run out of the coverage of his spirit.

"Can you run away?" Lin Yi smiled and continued to play the flute.

brush!

A series of strange notes converged, and in front of Lin Yi, a transparent one-inch sword gradually took shape.

"Boy, when you exhaust your soul, it's your time to die."

The middle-aged man in white had a gloomy expression on his face. At this time, he had already flown to the edge of three thousand miles, and was about to step out of the coverage of the soul.

puff--

With a thought in Lin Yi's mind, the small transparent sword flew for three thousand miles, and the expression of the middle-aged man flying at high speed changed, and he fell headlong from the air.

Hoo hoo~~~

Lin Yi's face also turned pale, and he was breathing violently. At this moment, his soul energy was only less than 20% left.

The Jiuyou Requiem is indeed powerful, but it cannot be used frequently. First, it consumes too much soul, and second, it takes time to launch such an attack. This kind of method can certainly kill people by leapfrogging, but it is useless at all in close combat.

Before his attack is sent out, others can attack hundreds of times.

After resting for a while, Lin Yi didn't dare to delay any longer, and cleaned up the battlefield, destroying the corpses. Then he left the place directly.

On the way, he completely changed his appearance and turned into a middle-aged man with a stern face and dark skin, which was a thousand miles away from his original appearance. He looked like a martial artist who had traveled the continent.

"Shenxing Wuxiang", this is the exercise that Lin Yi obtained in Chuling Academy in his early years, and it is only a mysterious exercise. Even if it's just a mysterious skill, if it is used by the current Lin Yi, it is estimated that few people can see through his real body among warriors who have transformed into a mortal state. This has nothing to do with martial arts, but Lin Yi's cultivation has reached a certain level.

Facing the sky-high price of being wanted by Xianyingu, he had to be cautious, and he couldn't show up in his original form, it was too dangerous.

In the night.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and soon there was a downpour. Lin Yi didn't stop and disappeared into the night rain.

...

The middle-aged man in white and others are all disciples of Xianyin Valley, and they have communication tokens on them. If they die, the scene here will be transmitted to Xianyin Valley.

After that, every month, the people in Xianyin Valley will investigate the missing persons. In this way, this scene will fall into the eyes of some people in Xianyin Valley, and then Xianyin Valley will issue a wanted mission.

Wanted missions also take time, and will be scheduled for the second or even third month.

In other words, if a disciple of a sect is killed, the murderer will be wanted after two or three months. Whether it is in Qiongshan or in other sects, this is generally the case.

After all, it is a big force with countless disciples. People die outside or disappear every day. It is impossible for a disciple to take revenge immediately after being killed. This is unrealistic. There are too many people and it will take time.

But Lin Yi would not naively think that this is the case with him. Now he is the most wanted person in Xianyin Valley, and someone will definitely pay attention to him all the time.

Therefore, he didn't dare to stay too long, and rushed on the road in the rain all night, without recovering from the injuries on his soul and body.

"It's here. I really didn't expect that kid to be so weird, even Lu Lang fell."

Not long after Lin Yi left, someone descended on the dense forest.

"Damn the weather!"

The visitor was a middle-aged man in his forties with a pockmarked face, and the most peculiar thing was that he had a pair of red eyebrows. This person's aura is hidden but not exposed, his body is ethereal, and he looks like a mortal without cultivation.

Glancing at the sky, he complained like this, then disappeared into the night rain and rushed towards Sidong.

The direction he was going was also the direction of Sifang City. Sifang City was located between Xianyin Valley and Dashen Empire, and it was the only way to go to Qiongshan.

"No, I can't go to Sifang City anymore. I'm afraid the arrest warrant for Xianyin Valley has already been known all over the world. Going to Sifang City is too dangerous."

Lin Yi, who was flying in the night rain, stopped, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth for the last time, and flew towards the southwest.

He changed his route. If he walked from here, he would pass the sphere of influence of Sifang Pavilion, and then there was an ancient road from Sifang Pavilion to Qiongshan Mountain.

The ancient road mentioned here is not a ground road. It is very dangerous to roam freely on Dongsheng Continent, and you will encounter some restricted areas and territories with powerful spirit beasts at every turn.

Therefore, although warriors still fly, they have a certain route. When Lin Yilai came, he took an ancient road, the route from Qiongshan to Xianyin Valley. To cause chaos on the ancient road, otherwise, it would be an enemy of the two major forces.

Of course, when there is nothing wrong with each other, some sect disciples will not go to the forbidden area of ​​those spirit beasts, because even if you die inside, the sect will not avenge you.

If Lin Yi wanted to return to Qiongshan, he could only take these two paths. Another way is to go back to the sect directly through the teleportation array, and the teleportation array is only available to those big forces. Naturally, it is impossible for him to pass through the teleportation array of Xianyin Valley. If possible, teleport back to Qiongshan from the Sifang Pavilion. Not a bad note.

But Lin Yi won't do that, he has such a peerless technique as "Nine Serenity Requiem", and the people of Sifang Pavilion have no reason not to be tempted.

After making up his mind, Lin Yi stopped staying, crossed the mainland, and headed southwest.

What he didn't know was that it was this idea that saved his life. Not long after he left, a middle-aged man with red eyebrows passed by and headed straight for Sifang City.

Fortunately, it was rain at night, which wiped away his breath along the way, otherwise even if he changed direction, he would not escape bad luck.

fifth peak.

In the dark night, a young man in white clothes and white hair suddenly appeared. The white-haired young man exuded an indescribable aura like a divine mansion. As if sensing his arrival, Xiao Moli's tower-like body trembled on a mountain top.

Xiao Moli stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the west, as if waiting for something.

"That's right, old man! The physical body has been stabilized." The white-haired young man was smiling, and his tone was very gentle, but there was an unknown aura floating in the depths of his pupils, which was very strange.

"Master."

Xiao Moli did not turn around, his eyes were still looking at the west, his voice was flat, and there was no hint of respect in his tone.

"Seven Warriors, come out!" The white-haired young man said lightly, and as his words fell, Xiao Moli's body moved, and a shocking aura suddenly erupted from his body.

Immediately afterwards, seven hideous figures came out of Xiao Moli's body one by one. If Lin Yi saw this scene, he would be speechless in surprise. He never imagined that the seven war slaves had been staying in the Xiao Moli's body.

All seven war slaves appeared, each one fierce and fierce, but in front of the white-haired young man, they were very honest, kneeling on the ground one by one, with their heads lowered and expressionless.

The white-haired young man nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand: "Let's go find Lao Jiu."

clatter~~

The seven war slaves soared into the sky and flew towards the west at a very fast speed, disappearing from Xiao Moli's eyes in the blink of an eye.