As a well-known person among his fellow disciples, Song Xian has never had such a big ugly since the day he started. Whether it was fighting or fighting wits, he was almost blown up by others. The depression and anger in his heart can be imagined. His anger towards Guo Yong also reached its peak in an instant. He almost forgot the rules of doing things he had always followed, and forgot to stay at the forefront of his fellow disciples. The only thing he wanted to do now was to catch the guy in the distance and then tear him apart in front of his fellow disciples.

"Call me, keep calling me, call me all my fellow disciples along the way, and those disciples from small and medium sects, and say that our Jinyi Hall will surround the bandits and let them come and help quickly. Mr. Song, who came to help, remember his love. If he doesn't come, then wait for revenge!" Song Xian roared with a ferocious expression. The junior brother who accepted the order looked at this senior brother who was always elegant and kind to others everywhere, but now his image has changed drastically. He didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly ran out to ask for help.

Two died and one was sent out. There were three people left by Song Xian. He chased him without hesitation and felt very regretful. He did not ask Guo Yong's name just now, but could only use the name of "thief" that is not lethal enough to represent this bastard who is enough to be in the top ten evil people in his heart.

For this reason, he rushed to the front and shouted to Guo Yong who was running wildly: "You thief, you have the kind of name left!"

Guo Yong did not stand up at all and cursed without looking back: "You all know that I am from Feilai Xian Sect. I still have to leave my name, and I will wait for you to come to our sect to complain? Are you having any problems with your mind?"

"A real man, you must dare to act!" Song Xian used a provocation method, using a sneer that could almost be heard from Erlidi as a stimulus point, and continued to shout: "Can you be a villain with courage but no courage?"

"I just think you are praising me. I really just do something but don't admit it, but I call it good things without leaving a name for myself!" Guo Yong continued to flee forward, ignoring the so-called provocation at all, with a very relaxed and comfortable expression. In his opinion, he didn't care about other aspects, at least he was basically out of danger along the way. Two of the seven enemies were killed, and one seemed to have escaped. The remaining four began to chat with him, which clearly had lost their confidence.

But almost the next second, Guo Shaoxia was stunned by the scene on both sides of the road. Nearly one hundred monks in different costumes rushed towards this side with righteousness. As a foreigner who had just arrived in Jinling City, he would not think that this was sent by Peng Rui to support him. Mr. Peng was not enough to take care of his father, so how could he have the time and energy to support him? What's more, these guys are obviously mixed with some disciples from the Jinyi Hall, and the purpose is to be imagined, and they are obviously going to besiege him.

What kind of virtue is Guo? As for asking so many people to deal with me!

Looking at the dense crowds around, Guo Yong sighed in his heart, his hands were slowly turning purple, and the lightning of chopsticks was flashing. Just when someone dared to come forward rashly, he would kill one or two sacrifice flags first, and then consider how to escape from here.

However, the newcomers seem to be difficult to deal with. They should be disciples from small and medium sects. Although their magic power is not as good as those guys in Jinyi Hall, their combat experience seems to be much richer. At least they do not approach them in a daze, but instead rely on the absolute advantage of the number of people to open the big net, create a large circle on the periphery, and then use the slow movement to narrow the circle, thus surrounding them step by step. This is almost the most perfect formation to deal with people like this.

But in this almost perfect formation, Guo Yong found a problem. There seemed to be few people guarding the south side, and it seemed that they could rush over. There was a mountain there, which looked majestic and majestic, and was also covered in fog. It was probably not a problem to hide someone.

For the current plan, there is no hope of fighting hard, and I am afraid that I can't escape far. Judging from the current situation, all the sects around Jinling City are probably involved in this encirclement and suppression. There must be people in front of me. Even if I can escape for a while, I can't escape such a large encirclement. Instead of being exhausted and blocked, it's better to take advantage of the fact that I still have some strength to go directly into the mountain to fight guerrillas. When the others escape and return to the Southern Sect, they find that they have not been able to go back, and at least they can call some reinforcements.

But whether you can rush over is also a test. There seems to be few people guarding it and the defense is very relaxed. But how could it be known that it was not a trap set by the other party on purpose. If it were really someone who had planned it long ago and rushed over so stupidly, wouldn't it be a trap for yourself?

But after thinking about it, there was no better solution. The defense of the other parts of the encirclement was very tight. He didn't think that he could rush out with his own ability. The only direction he could go. Guo Yong pondered for a moment, and saw that the encirclement had become smaller and smaller. Song Xian led a group of people to try. He was about to rush over, so he simply put his heart on his mind and gritted his teeth and rushed towards the south. Two lightning lights accumulated in his hand for a long time were shot out at the same time. The huge thunder ball broke through the air and roared forward.

The people guarding the south direction were all disciples of small and medium sects. They seemed to be in the same consort and had no cooperation at all. When they saw Lei Qiu rushing over, they immediately ran away in scattered and had no intention of coming to resist. At first, this was not unexpected. After all, the thunder ball formed by two thunder lightnings gathered together, even Bai Xuanji and others dared not stand it. These guys who were not even as good as Guo Yong would naturally take their lives seriously. But the thunder ball had already flew over, and Guo Yong also rushed out of the encirclement, but these people still had no intention of coming up, which was really confusing.

Guo Yong felt like a dream after successfully breaking through. Even though these people suddenly turned into monsters, they were not as shocked as they were now, because these opponents did not block the gap at the first time, and even after he escaped from the encirclement, they did not pursue him again. More than a hundred people were just staring at him stupidly, and they didn't know what An was thinking, which really made people feel a little confused.

I don't think about something I can't figure out for the time being. This is Guo Yong's usual style. Anyway, he has escaped, and it doesn't matter whether the other party chases him or not. Seeing that more than a hundred people seemed to be moving forward, he advanced to the south without hesitation, rushed into the mountains and disappeared into the clouds and mist in a blink of an eye.

After a while, a disciple of Jinyi Temple ran to Song Xian and asked, "Senior Brother Song, do you still want to chase him?"

"I'm chasing the truth, there is a mountain of Soul Death. How many heads do you dare to enter!" Song Xian's face was full of depressed expressions. In his opinion, Guo Yong who entered Soul Death Mountain was dead. After all, there were too many terrible legends in it, and monks in the Dharma Propaganda Realm dared not enter. But the key is that the other party finally escaped from his own hands. Even if people can be sure that there is no way to live, they are not dead at their own hands, and they are all lost.
Chapter completed!