In the hinterland of Maoer Mountain.
Two figures were walking through the forest.
One in front and one behind, both were running very fast.
They were more flexible than monkeys by jumping between tree trunks.
The person in front had blood on his white clothes, especially the wound on his right shoulder, which looked like it was torn apart. The injury was hideous and serious.
Even though the blood was flowing, it was still difficult to hide his beautiful face under his messy hair.
It was Nangong Yundi.
The man chasing behind him looked like an ape at first glance. His limbs were particularly long and his body was strong and sturdy. He ran among the tree trunks in the forest with his hands and feet, and his speed was surprisingly fast.
"Hahaha!"
"Girl, your true energy is about to run out, why don't you surrender!"
"I think you are pretty. If you surrender now, I can spare your life."
The man behind him approached quickly, and his words were extremely proud.
Nangong Yundi's face was cold, and she threw out five darts with a flip of her palm.
The darts were wrapped in true energy and shot out in an instant.
"A trifle."
Han Yueting laughed loudly, rolled up his sleeves, and caught all the flying darts.
"What other tricks do you have? Use them all."
"You can only run away? Stay and fight with me!"
Han Yueting was in a very good mood, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
"If it weren't for your sneak attack, it's not certain who would chase whom now." Nangong Yundi shouted coldly, her beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent.
"You are the third-ranked grandmaster in the world, and you actually used such a dirty trick to deal with a junior. If it gets out, you won't blush?"
"If I were you, I would just commit suicide!"
"It's too shameful to live."
Nangong Yundi rarely spoke back.
She has always been indifferent and not good at speaking, but this time she was really angry.
Originally, everything went smoothly when she sneaked into the palace and captured Wang Teng, but she didn't expect to be attacked by Han Yueting.
This palm happened to hit her right shoulder, causing her to endure the excruciating pain every time she attacked.
Although this old bastard's sneak attack was not glorious, he was not called the third in the world for nothing. He hit her severely with a palm, and now her true energy is a little scattered and not condensed.
"The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy, there is no such thing as so much openness in the world."
Han Yueting didn't care about her sarcasm, but asked, "Tell me, who asked you to sneak into the Taifu's mansion, who asked you to touch Master Wang Teng!"
Nangong Yundi retreated and shouted coldly: "It's your aunt. I don't like him!"
Hearing this, Han Yueting sneered immediately: "I can guess even if you don't say it!"
"It's the ninth prince Qin Ying, right?"
"It's a pity that he can't protect himself now. He is too immature to dare to go against Taifu Wang."
Nangong Yundi didn't say anything else.
Instead, she accelerated to the deepest part of Maoer Mountain.
The road there is more complicated, maybe only in this way can she get rid of Han Yueting's pursuit.
"Want to escape?"
Han Yueting knew what she was thinking, and immediately sneered, clenched his fists with both hands, and smashed hard into the big tree beside him.
Bang!
The powerful force directly broke the tree trunk as thick as a bucket. Han Yueting grabbed the tree trunk, his arms muscles bulged, and he threw it directly at Nangong Yundi with a force of a thousand pounds.
Feeling the evil wind coming from behind, Nangong Yundi instinctively turned back, and her face suddenly froze.
"Oh no."
Han Yueting was extremely powerful, and the tree trunk weighed several hundred pounds. If she was hit by this, she would be turned into a meat paste.
But the speed was too fast, and she had no time to dodge.
Nangong Yundi made a prompt decision, and the long sword in her hand flashed with a cold light.
In an instant, more than a dozen sword flowers were drawn, and the thick tree trunk was cut into pieces like a piece of tofu.
But her pause also allowed Han Yueting to successfully close the distance. The next moment, he slashed in the air with a palm.
Nangong Yundi was not afraid and waved her sword to meet the attack.
Bang, bang, bang...
The sharp sword slashed at Han Yueting, but it couldn't even cut his skin. Instead, it felt like it was slashing at a hard stone.
"Hahaha, my Vajra-indestructible body has been trained to the level of being invulnerable to swords and guns. No weapon in the world can hurt me!"
Han Yueting laughed confidently.
"Oh? Really?"
Nangong Yundi's beautiful eyes turned cold. She didn't care about her internal injuries. She endured the pain and mobilized her true energy. The next moment, her sword became faster and stabbed Han Yueting's eyes.
The latter's heart tightened immediately and he turned his hand to grab her sword, but the next moment Nangong Yundi changed her moves again, and the cold sword flashed a cold light, and immediately brought a cluster of blood flowers.
Han Yueting stepped back a few steps and covered his face with his right hand.
Blood seeped out from between his fingers.
"Isn't it said that the Vajra is indestructible and invulnerable to swords and spears? What is this thing that is flowing out!"
Nangong Yundi laughed sarcastically.
"You are looking for death!"
Han Yueting roared angrily.
He had just boasted about how powerful his kung fu was, and in the blink of an eye, he was cut by Nangong Yundi's sword and bled. Even though he had been in the martial arts world for many years and had a calm mind, he felt embarrassed at this moment.
"Thunder Vajra Hand!"
Han Yueting attacked angrily, roaring like thunder.
The next moment, his palm with a metallic color was in front of Nangong Yundi.
"Hmph!"
Nangong Yundi snorted coldly, but she didn't dare to underestimate it.
The trick she used to sneak attack her before was this trick.
The jade hand waved, and the sword came out like rain.
In a blink of an eye, the two fought for no less than a hundred rounds.
Nangong Yundi's sword was still sharp and fierce, but the wound on her shoulder was as painful as a tear, and soon half of her body was dyed red.
The noise caused by the fight between the two startled countless birds.
At the same time.
Qin Ying and Tiefutu were on the other side of Maoer Mountain.
While walking, Lao Huang suddenly stopped.
His ears moved, and then he suddenly looked at the other side of the mountain.
"Your Highness, it's there."
Following the direction pointed by Lao Huang, Qin Ying did not hesitate at all. He absolutely believed in Lao Huang's hearing and shouted immediately: "Go there as fast as possible!"
"Your Highness, I'll go first."
Lao Huang clasped his fists.
"Okay!"
Qin Ying said: "Be careful!"
Lao Huang nodded, and then jumped up.
Stepping on the thick tree trunk, he disappeared after a few jumps.
Qin Ying and Tiefutu did not have the skills of Lao Huang, a great master, to fly over the eaves and walk on the walls, so they could only
hurry on their way honestly.
"Nangong Yundi, please don't die!" Qin Ying was secretly anxious in his heart.
"Speed up!"
...
Nangong Yundi has been forced into a desperate situation.
The sharp sword became pitted, blood flowed from her shoulder to her arm, then to the sword, and finally slid to the ground.
"Your martial arts are good, you should have exceeded the ninth rank, one foot into the Grandmaster realm, but unfortunately you have too little experience in the martial arts world."
Han Yueting stood there, his old face gloomy, his hands had many more scars, but they were just superficial injuries, not even a big deal.
"Bah, the old bastard still has the face to talk."
Nangong Yundi said hatefully.
This was her most aggrieved fight.
Since being ambushed, her martial arts power has dropped by at least 30%, and she has been chased all the way, and her wounds have further deteriorated. She has been exhausted and her internal energy has been consumed, which has caused her to be unable to use many of her methods.
Nangong Yundi is confident that if Han Yueting fights her head-on, she will never be so embarrassed, but there is no if.
No one could have imagined that the third best in the world would be ambushed in Wang Mingsong's mansion, and it was even more unexpected that this long-famous master was so shameless as to attack a junior like her.
If it was a normal ninth-rank master, he would have been killed on the spot by that palm strike on the shoulder. Fortunately, she was able to escape all the way here.
"It seems that I can't capture you alive."
Han Yueting sighed lightly, as if it was a great pity.
With Nangong Yundi's temperament, it was absolutely impossible for him to capture her alive.
"I'll leave you some dignity."
Han Yueting said coldly: "Commit suicide!"