Yang Tie and Er Gouzi led their weak team back along the original route. Although they were on their way back, the battlefields in all directions were getting closer and closer to them. There were constant waves of battles around them, and their feet on the ground were swaying as if they were sitting on a boat. Occasionally, some objects such as stone fireballs and wooden cones created by spells would fall around them, frightening these young monks. In the face of absolute strength, these young monks could only survive in the cracks. "Everyone hurry up!" "We can get out of this battlefield not far ahead." With the speed of Yang Tie and Er Gouzi, they were naturally much faster than the soldiers in the Qi training period, but they still did not abandon their soldiers at this moment, and could only urge them desperately. "A few miles ahead, we can break out." Yang Tie pointed to the front and shouted loudly.
"Hehehe..." A laugh like sand rubbing came out from the front. A group of human monks blocked their way. There were more than 300 people in this group, among which there were seven Jindan strongmen and more than 100 foundation-building ones. They looked like they were not decent cultivators at first glance. They were probably evil cultivators trained by the Wan Yao Country. Facing such a powerful evil cultivator team, they had no strength to resist. "There is an ambush, retreat quickly!" Yang Tie shouted, and everyone turned around and fled back. The large group of evil cultivators only guarded the intersection and did not chase them anymore. Only one of the Jindan evil cultivators, perhaps because he did not kill anyone, was still unsatisfied, and chased them with a strange laugh. "Ah!" Several soldiers who ran slower howled miserably, their blood had been sucked dry, and they fell to the ground like mummies. "Hehehe..." "Stay and help me practice!" The Jindan evil cultivator chased after the team, and he was not in a hurry, neither hurried nor slow. Just like a cat playing with a mouse, every few breaths, he would catch a few young cultivators and suck their blood. Seeing the cultivators in front of him fleeing in terror, he enjoyed the pleasure of slaughtering them. This team had at least several hundred people, and swallowing them all would be enough to improve his cultivation a little. "Brother Zhang, let's run away separately!"
"Everyone who can run away is a runner!" "Okay!" Yang Tie and Er Gouzi shouted at the same time and separated immediately. Yang Tie's idea was cruel and rational. Both of them were in the foundation building stage and had some means of escape. With these Qi training cultivators as cover, the chances of their escape might be greater. Facing a Jindan strongman, even if the two of them took these Qi training cultivators to escape together, in the end, no one would be saved and everyone would die together. Er Gouzi yelled at his men and randomly chose a direction to escape. "You also flee separately!" Looking back, he saw that his 200 soldiers formed a formation for normal battles and followed behind him. "Boss, you run first, we'll cover you!" These men were bought by him many years ago for a bushel of rice or a penny. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, they were willing to use their flesh and blood to fight for a chance for Er Gouzi to escape. "Hehehe..." "You are quite righteous. Old Hu likes to eat the blood of people like you the most!" The Jindan evil cultivator really chased Er Gouzi. He stretched out a hand and grabbed the 200-man team. Just when his hand was about to grab a soldier, a black snake composed of flying swords emerged from the army. The black snake bit the big hand of the Jindan cultivator. The Jindan evil cultivator retracted his hand and found that it was covered with dense red marks. The 200 men under Er Gouzi, after being trained by Ji Cang and taking a lot of spiritual objects in recent years, are now in the late stage of Qi training. During this period, he cheated and deceived everywhere, and finally saved more than 100 flying swords, all of which were equipped to these 200 people. Unexpectedly, after they formed a military formation, they could use these more than 100 flying swords to block the hand of the Jindan cultivator. Seeing this scene, Er Gouzi was also rushed to the top of his head by a heroic spirit. Even his men were not afraid of death, so what was he afraid of. "Everyone listen to the order, keep the formation and retreat with me." He wanted to try it today, concentrate all his strength, and see if he could fight this Jindan evil cultivator. After hearing his order, the 200-man team still maintained the original formation and slowly retreated with them. Er Gouzi was familiar with the terrain in this area. If they retreated two miles, there would be a better terrain. "Hehe..."
"It seems that there is still a little trick, but I like it." The Jindan evil cultivator looked at the mark on his hand, sacrificed a sword-shaped magic weapon, and slashed it into the military formation. Er Gouzi felt relieved when he saw that the evil Jindan cultivator sacrificed a magic weapon instead of a magic treasure. The manufacture of magic treasures requires a lot of natural materials and treasures, and the price is extremely expensive. Ordinary Jindan cultivators can't afford it. Not everyone who reaches the Jindan realm will have a magic weapon. Such poor cultivators generally don't have a strong Dantian sea. The evil cultivators' cultivation is to devour a lot of essence and blood, and then quickly improve their cultivation, so their foundation is unstable. "Boom!" With a loud noise, the flying sword of the evil Jindan cultivator collided with Er Gouzi's giant door sword in the air. The shock made Er Gouzi's arm completely numb, blood was flowing from his knuckles, and his shuriken almost flew out of his hand. He was still much weaker than Jindan. "Hurry up, run to that canyon!" Er Gouzi roared and released an ugly puppet. This puppet looked very clumsy, carrying a spiritual crossbow, and shot a series of arrows at the Jindan evil cultivator. These arrows were not powerful, but they were dense and continuous, which made the Jindan evil cultivator furious. He slashed with an angry sword. "Boom!" With a loud bang, the 100 spiritual stones stored in the ugly puppet exploded at the same time. The power released by the simultaneous explosion of 100 spiritual stones blew the Jindan cultivator's magic weapon flying sword into several pieces. The Jindan cultivator was also affected by this power, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Er Gouzi's hand was numb just now, and now he changed his hand to hold the sword. At the same time, he released the goose, stuffed a few pink pills into its mouth, then climbed on the goose's back and flew towards the canyon.