[I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious, can I do it? 】

[This is the first time I saw such a thrilling scene in this live broadcast room for the elderly. 】

[Is this difficulty too outrageous? I don't think it would be so difficult to escape normally...]

【Is the route wrong? Or is there something wrong with that guy named Zhuang Guo? 】

[The people who came from other live broadcast rooms are anxious to watch, and the barrage cannot reveal unknown information]

Su Ming'an jumped off the branch and plunged his sword into the head of a white monster on the ground.

The limit distance of spatial displacement is 100 meters. With just one displacement, he just broke through the blockade of the white monsters and reached the end of their blockade.

As long as he kills these weirdos at the end of the battle line, he can break through the defense line and escape.

He landed quickly, the blade slid down, and cut through the body of the strange man in front of him like cutting white tofu. Blood spurted out like a line, and a few drops fell on his cheek.

With such an effective blow, the weirdo who was cut vertically by his blade was still not dead, and even lowered his head and showed him a weird smile.

A cold current surged from his heart, and he instantly kicked the opponent's lower abdomen, suddenly pulled out the sword, and quickly jumped back.

The next moment, at his original location, a large hole was opened in the ground.

The electric current surrounds, and the weeds are browned and withered.

Before he had time to catch his breath, he heard a sound of breaking air coming from behind.

...The weird people in the back came back.

He could even hear Xia Luoyang shouting with a smile:

"—You shouldn't have chosen to flee, Yang Xia, this time, you made the worst decision."

"I have never regretted it." He said in a low voice, grabbed the sword sharply, wiped out the attachment, and swept away with a reflex!

The pitch black turned into a streamline, and a black moon arc was drawn around him. The electric baton thrown over was sharply slashed, and the sound of crackling electric current could be heard incessantly.

Absolutely sharp.

With the blade of annihilation attached, it can achieve an effect similar to absolute sharpness.

He swept out with a sword, did not stop at all, and rushed into the depths of the forest.

Beside him, Mo Yan carried Suzunako on his back and quickly followed him.

This time, it was Mo Yan's turn to be unable to keep up with him.

The agility in Ming state is 38. Although a person's running speed is not numerically increased, he also has twice the speed of Mo Yan, and soon Mo Yan falls behind.

He paused and matched Mo Yan's speed to help him block the long-range attack behind him.

But obviously, Mo Yan's speed was no match for those white monsters, and the distance between the two sides was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yan didn't speak, just kept his head down and ran with all his strength.

Dou Da's sweat slid down his cheeks, the young man who had been smiling all the time pursed his lips tightly, his face flushed, and he even retracted his sword.

He had obviously accelerated to the limit.

The branches on both sides scraped his cheeks, and blood in different shades appeared on his face again.

The blood fell all the way along their path, which stimulated the weird people behind them to let out a strange roar.

...just like a bunch of monsters.

Seemingly guided by Xia Luoyang's orders, the strange people behind him were even faster than before.

The distance between the two sides is constantly narrowing.

"Get down!" Su Mingan immediately put down Dongxue and let her run back first.

He had to stop these weirdos rushing up, or they would be caught up by the collective.

He stopped and held his sword towards the front.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters…

"Pfft!"

The long sword cut into the flesh, and his sword pierced the chest of the fastest white monster. The opponent's arms were on the neck, and he couldn't let his sword pierce the neck.

But obviously, piercing the chest has no effect on the opponent, and even the blood bar only dropped a little.

"Bang!"

The opponent suddenly flew a kick. Su Mingan had just drawn his sword, but it was too late to dodge. He immediately held the sword in one hand and put the other hand behind the sword, blocking the opponent's heavy blow.

An extremely strong sense of impact struck instantly, and the blade made a crisp sound of "clang", and even faintly heard the sound of fine cracks on it.

【HP-639! (Block!)]

This time, the **** numbers jumped out of him.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward uncontrollably, hitting a tree trunk.

"Boom!"

The leaves flew and scraped against his cheek, causing a tingle of pain.

But what hurts more now is the chest.

The blow just now, even with the block of the sword, the power was unavoidably transmitted to his chest, as if someone gave him a hard blow with a steel rod, he didn't know if he broke his ribs because of it.

Blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground. He held the sword in one hand, propped himself on the ground, and quickly got up with the trunk.

A little wetness suddenly appeared on his body, and a rustling voice gradually sounded.

The rain dripped over the top of his head through the dense branches and leaves, and the cold temperature gradually flooded.

It's raining.

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw a surging white monster, at least thirty or forty, rushing towards him like a tide.

If he attacks the fatal point of these monsters, he can indeed kill each other in seconds, but these white monsters can also kill him in seconds if they get the chance.

And, since he's only one person, once he starts getting hurt, it can take a toll on his own actions.

Just like now, he has clearly felt the slowness of his movements, as if he has gradually become a rusty gear.

He quickly took out the johnson.

[Strengthening agent: Quickly recover a total of 500 health points within ten seconds after injection, and multiple injections are possible.

Note: This item comes with strong pain, please stack with caution! 】

…

This is a needle filled with a blue liquid that glows like a star.

He quickly pricked his left arm, regardless of whether it was in the right position, and pushed the liquid directly into it.

The intense pain described in the johnson drug quickly took effect, and the fine pain sensation ant bites generally occurred on the body. Facing the surging white monster, he raised his sword, and suddenly saw Mo Yan, who was supposed to be running, still standing aside.

Mo Yan was standing beside him, like a stake stuck in the grass, the rain fell from his cheeks, and his face was full of indescribable expressions.

"...What are you doing standing here?" Su Mingan frowned: "Run."

He finally bought time, but this person is still standing here?

Subtle pain sprang from every corner of Su Ming'an's body. He was holding onto the wet tree trunk, barely standing, and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

Mo Yan did not speak.

He turned around, turned his back to Su Mingan, and raised his sword in the dense rain curtain.

"bass!"

A sharp and crisp sound of the sword sounded, as unstoppable as it pierced the sky.

As if something was suddenly awakened, the sword body waved a blazing white light.

"Big brother, I asked Suzunako to run first, with Dongxue." Mo Yan said, "They should have run a certain distance now, big brother will be able to catch up if you hurry up."

"what are you up to?"

Mo Yan didn't answer, just stepped forward and blocked in front of him.

The light of the sun rain fell on the short robe of the young man in front of him with black background and white pattern, reflecting the **** light of the sea. Mo Yan took the initiative to step forward and raised his sword to meet the white monster who was running over.

The body of the sword buzzed, and there was a dragon-like power and sharpness in the sound of the sword.

Su Ming'an supported the tree trunk, the pain in his chest gradually numb with the use of the johnson drug.

"People in the Sword Sect will not be a burden to the savior." Mo Yan turned his head and raised his long sword: "Brother, let's go, and I will pay you back."

The rain slid down his cheeks, and the blade was clear, reflecting the sharp edge that suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, there was no laugh at all on his face, only a very quiet calm remained.

As if ready.

Mo Yan knew for a long time that his speed had become the Achilles heel of the team.

If he doesn't stay, even if Su Ming'an stops the weirdos now, the group will be dragged to death sooner or later.

Therefore, he took the initiative to choose to stay.

He glanced at Su Ming'an one last time, then stopped looking back, suddenly stepped forward and raised his sword.

The raindrops shone like diamonds in the rain curtain like beads that reflected the streamer.

"Shh-!"

The light of the sword was like a shining silver dragon, and the surrounding leaves were all illuminated by the light.

The vertical and horizontal sword energy suddenly surged out, and Mo Yan shouted and charged towards the enemy at the forefront. The driven airflow scraped the broken leaves and flew up, the sword qi was noisy, and the sword light flickered like a cold star.

"Shh-!"

The blood line soared, and he slashed horizontally with a sword, cutting off a pair of big hands stretched out by the eccentric.

Countless electric batons struck him, he held the hilt of the sword, and the sword qi tossed and flowed on it.

The light of the sun rain shone on his body, and the blade of the sword reflected light like a mirror. The signature that was crossed out on the mirror surface was now a shimmering blazing white in a gleam of cold light.

Although he usually had a smiley face and a boneless salted fish appearance, when he was standing at the front with his sword, his body was like a sword bone, standing in place, and the hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

"Brother, let's go—!"

His slightly trembling voice came over, with a flamboyant and wanton smile, as if he was extremely happy at this time.

Su Ming'an did not stop him, nor did he stage a bitter drama of "I won't leave if you don't go."

He just watched the other person's figure plunge into a white stream decisively, like ink melting in water.

He turned around and ran in the direction of Suzunako and Toyuki.

"goodbye."

He spoke in a low voice, keeping his pace a little bit.

As he turned around and ran, he heard the muffled sound of the blade touching his body behind him. The sound of the sword qi vertical and horizontal, and from behind, a very loud shout:

"Shaohua's white head, but for a moment. The way of heaven is constant, reciprocating cycle-"

Su Mingan was running and heard these familiar words.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi scraped from both sides of him, with bursts of harsh sounds, he looked back again, and saw the sword qi forged like fire, galloping up like it could illuminate the world.

The young man standing at the front was like a sharp sword unsheathed, and white light erupted from his sword, like a galaxy pouring down from the sky.

"The battle of the Great Dao, what do I have to fear!"

Loud shouts came from the other side of the Milky Way, as if swept through this blazing river.

Facing the golden sunlight, an extremely long slanted shadow was drawn behind him, and blood flew out in front of him.

He laughed and shouted, his voice was endless wanton free and easy.

"—Mo Yan, the disciple of Xiaoyaozi from Jianmen, learn from you and other great tricks!"

…

[Big brother, don't think too badly about other people. 】

[There are still many good people in the world. 】

[Big brother, big brother, you must believe me... I really have no bad intentions, I really feel bad for big brother. 】

[I can really hope that Big Brother can usually take a little less precaution...]

[If I wanted to do it, I would have done it long ago. My brother and I are now, do you still believe me...? 】

…

"I believe you." Su Mingan whispered.

He quickened his pace, away from the turbulent battlefield.

There are fewer and fewer broken leaves floating behind him, and the sword qi that surrounds him gradually moves away.

The scenery on both sides was quickly dropped by him, and the sound of the sword energy gradually faded in his ears.

The ancient Wu family, the people in the sword door, how could it be a whiteboard player who just ended.

... Mo Yan's fighting power has never been fully manifested. The level of will that is occasionally manifested is also far higher than that of normal people.

Previously, he always doubted whether this person was a sniper-like figure. After all, the other party's enthusiasm was too deliberate, as if he had taken the initiative to post it.

He was always on guard against Mo Yan, like a stranger, ignoring his former kindness.

When the copy was reset, he directly asked why the other party knew his room information.

Mo Yan's answer at that time, his eyes at that time, he still remembers.

At that time, Mo Yan raised his head and looked at him.

In the eyes of that young man, there was unprecedented sincerity at that time. His complexion was almost pale at that time, but his eyes were translucent.

【Brother can trust me. 】

...Mo Yan may be right.

There are many "good people" in this world.

...Isn't he just right now, here, to meet one...?

He ran as fast as he could, chasing the scenery ahead.

The field of vision gradually widens.

When he slowed down and saw the slanting rain curtain blowing past his eyes, he saw an extraordinarily wide piece of land.

Toyuki and Suzunako stood in the rain curtain, and in front of them was a suspension bridge swaying in the rain.

The rope bridge links to the other side of the cliff, with a faint view of the path opposite and the faint shadow of the city hidden behind the woods.

"Zhuang Guo may have remembered the wrong direction. The suspension bridge is here." Dongxue was very happy when she saw him: "Yangxia, look, we can go out from here!"

Su Mingan took a look.

The suspension bridge was teetering in the wind and rain and looked like it could flip at any moment.

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Su Mingan stepped forward, put Dongxue on his back, picked up the little Suzunako, and rushed forward.

"By the way... Brother, what about the other brother?" Suzunako asked in a low voice, lying on his chest.

Perhaps it was because Mo Yan had rescued her several times on the way, and she seemed to be very concerned about him at this time.

"Ah, Mo Yan." Su Ming'an stepped on the wooden board of the suspension bridge, balancing in the strong wind: "He's still behind...it'll be a while..."

His voice stopped.

The cold, inorganic system voice rang in his ears amid the fierce rainstorm mixed with the cold wind.

…

[Number of survivors: 3. 】

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"...Probably won't be back in a while." Su Mingan said softly.