Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2292 Escape
"Roar……"

Those monsters roared, and sometimes they would suddenly pounce on a certain place. Although Mo Xian and Han Ling'er hadn't been found yet, it was only a matter of time.

"Mo Xian, what should we do?" Han Ling'er asked in a low voice, looking very nervous.

"Don't talk!" Mo Xian covered Han Ling'er's mouth while tightening the spear in his hand.

Not long after, a magical beast suddenly rushed towards Mo Xian, bringing out a gust of wind.

Mo Xian made a decisive decision, quickly stretched out his palm, strangled the monster's neck silently, and wrenched its neck when it made a sound.

From the perspective of those outside, after the monster got into the back of the boulder, there was no movement.

"Go and see!"

A group of people looked at each other, and then leaned over vigilantly.

Moments later, a pitch-black spear suddenly pierced out, bringing out three sharp cold lights.

The opponent's reaction was also extremely fast, and someone immediately took out a thick shield.

"It's really well prepared!" Mo Xian was shocked, and the strength in his hand increased again.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the shield flew upside down with its master, and threw out the few people who had just rushed over from behind, spurting out a mouthful of blood together.

"go!"

Mo Xian grabbed Han Ling'er's hand subconsciously, and fled again. Maybe he didn't pay attention to these few people, but soon more people would rush over, so he could only fight and retreat .

"Chase!"

The opponent did not give up, and continued to chase, at the same time, countless feet of energy roared out, completely enveloping Mo Xian and Han Ling'er.

These are crossbows, extremely sharp, and should be specially made.

This kind of weapon was simply a child's play for Mo Xian before, but he had to guard against it when his energy was scattered.

He shielded Han Ling'er in front of him, and quickly swept the spear in his hand.

"Clang clang..."

Most of the crossbows were blown away and hit the boulders and trees beside them, making loud noises, and some of them actually went straight into it.

Mo Xian immediately discovered that these crossbows were actually one-time-use spirit treasures, which did not require any force to move them.

Normally these would be rubbish, but now they could be deadly.

One salvo followed another.

Mo Xian touched the ground with his feet, and rushed out. Crossbow arrows kept hitting the ground behind him, densely packed.

After a few ups and downs, Mo Xian was about to disappear into the mountains and forests, but suddenly he staggered, and there was a sharp pain in his calf, and there was a faint burning sensation.

Hit by an arrow.

"I hit him, this kid can't run away!" Excited shouts resounded through the forest, looking extremely weird.

Mo Xian's face darkened, this was simply worse for him.

He didn't even have time to check the injury. After moving his body again, he got behind a boulder, and at the same time he threw the spear in his hand back.

The voice of the person who was shouting excitedly just now stopped abruptly, and he looked down at the spear on his chest in disbelief.

This gun has pierced him and cut off his life.

Of course he didn't know that it was his excited shout that exposed his position and made Mo Xian lock him.

The others were startled, but when they looked at Mo Xian again, they no longer had Mo Xian's figure.

However, the pursuit is far from over, the more losses, the more unstoppable.

Along the way, Mo Xian used various methods to consume the opponent's combat power, and he didn't even have a chance to pull out the crossbow bolts on his legs.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, it's just that these crossbow bolts have barbed hooks on them, once pierced into the flesh and blood, they will unfold, and they cannot be taken out easily.

Because of the uninterrupted forced activities, the wound is getting bigger and bigger.

"Did you get hit by an arrow?" At this moment, Han Ling'er noticed Mo Xian's strange behavior.

"Your reaction is really slow!" Mo Xian said slowly, his breathing seemed a little rough.

Before the words fell, he heard a series of chaotic footsteps.

"It's coming again!" Mo Xian's face darkened, and he immediately held his breath.

At this time, they were crawling among a pile of bushes, so although they couldn't completely avoid the tracking of those monsters, they would at least buy some time.

However, the sharp thorns on the bush scratched the wound, and the degree of pain was self-evident, but Mo Xian didn't even move.

But Han Ling'er has never been wronged like this before, the heartache and humiliation almost overwhelmed her, her beautiful eyes were full of mist, coupled with the bloodstains on her face, she looked extremely pitiful.

However, she was very sensible and resisted not to move.

Mo Xian glanced at Han Ling'er at the side, and sighed in his heart. It might really not be a good thing to rashly bring Han Ling'er out like this.

After all, Han Ling'er is different from Linzhou and the others. They almost grew up in the Beihuang Palace since they were young, and they rarely have the chance to come out.

It's only natural that he behaved so poorly this time.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Mo Xian was getting more and more nervous. He held a long sword backwards in his hand, and could stab someone's flesh and blood accurately at any time.

Through the gaps in the bushes, Mo Xian first saw two rows of sharp teeth dripping with saliva, and behind them were several pairs of human legs.

The monster smelled everywhere, not letting go of any place where people might be hiding.

At a certain moment, when a pair of feet stepped into Mo Xian's attack range, he stood up suddenly, and swiped out the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

Blood splattered, without even screaming, a bulging head shot up into the sky, fell into the mountains and forests, and disappeared without a trace.

This sudden change made the other party obviously a little confused, and his reaction was immediately slowed down by half a beat.

Naturally, Mo Xian would not let go of this good opportunity, and the long sword in his hand drew strange arcs.

However, the opponent was not a fuel-efficient pedal, and immediately reacted and launched a counterattack.

"Clang clang..."

Amid the clash of gold and iron, several swords snapped, followed by a series of screams.

"Pfft..."

Looking at the pale hand that suddenly fell beside her and was even slightly trembling, Han Linger's pupils shrank violently again.

The stimulation given to her today was so great that it almost made her collapse.

It's just that Mo Xian has no time to take care of it now, otherwise he won't let this kind of thing happen. He doesn't want their little senior sister to suffer any shadow or change her temperament drastically because of too much stimulation.

After solving a few people, Mo Xian gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He made a decisive decision, and while retreating violently, relying on his previous memory, he pulled towards Han Ling'er's little hand.

However, under this pull, it was in vain.

Mo Xian's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked back, Han Ling'er was no longer in sight.

He looked around, and immediately found that Han Ling'er was curled up under a big tree, obviously terrified.

(End of this chapter)