Chapter 986: It Seems to Be Cangchu

However, they were also so stimulated by the irritating smoke that they couldn't open their eyes, so they just ran towards the river based on their feelings.

Before he even reached the river, Ning Zheyan caught up with him.

Ning Zheyan shot a silver needle at You Ruo's hand, and by the time You Ruo reacted, she was already half a beat too late.

The copper bell wrapped around his hand was knocked to the ground by a silver needle. Ning Zheyan clearly heard a subtle sound of the copper bell, but only Ning Zheyan could hear this sound.

Yaoyao quickly took out a fire stick from his arms and lit it in front of Ning Zheyan, and said coldly: "Ning Zheyan, you are Yin Mei, you are the most afraid of fire."

The small cluster of flames was shining in front of Ning Zheyan. It was because he was evil and was afraid of fire, but it didn't mean that the small cluster of fire could scare him.

With a flick of his slender jade-like fingers, a silver needle shot out of his sleeve again. This needle shot directly into Yaoyao's hand holding the fire fold.

The demon's phoenix eyes turned, and she threw the fire stick in her hand towards Ning Zheyan, and turned around to avoid Ning Zheyan's silver needle.

At the same time, Youruo had also drawn out the Yuanyang Sword from his waist. One long and one short Yuanyang Sword was held in Youruo's hand, and there was a cold chill on the two blades.

He raised his Yuanyang knife and struck Ning Zheyan to the left and right.

Ning Zheyan's arms shook slightly, his toes touched the ground, and he quickly turned over in the air to avoid the attacks from the left and right. Then, several silver needles flew out of his sleeves and shot straight towards Youruo.

"Ding ding ding." After several sounds, all the silver needles were blocked by the Yuanyang knife in You Ruo's hand.

Yaoyao has also stepped forward to recover the Emei thorn in his hand and stab Ning Zheyan.

The two sisters cooperated very well, giving Ning Zheyan no chance to react.

Ning Zheyan's Qinggong is powerful, but his martial arts is relatively weak.

It's a bit difficult for You Ruo alone, let alone two people together.

In just a few moves, Ning Zheyan was stabbed by the Emei thorn in Yaoyao's hand. Fortunately, Ning Zheyan reacted quickly enough, and it only hit the muscle and did not damage the bones.

"Ning Zheyan, with your martial arts you are no match for us." Yaoyao narrowed his eyes, and cold murderous intent shot out from the slits in his eyes, making people shudder.

If Ning Zheyan's Qinggong had been any worse, he might have died long ago.

When the irritating smoke emitted by the smoke bombs gradually dissipated, the killers also recovered their vision and attacked from behind Yaoyao and Youruo again, surrounding them.

At this time, several more agile figures came towards this side.

"Go and catch Wei Yuanwei." Yaoyao ordered immediately after seeing his people coming.

Upon hearing this, Ning Zheyan immediately flew towards Wei Yuanwei.

As soon as Yaoyao's men arrived, they immediately fell into a fierce melee.

As he turned his hands, dozens more silver needles flew out of his sleeves. The person who went to catch Wei Yuanwei immediately dodged and escaped. In this short period of time, Ning Zheyan had already arrived in front of Wei Yuanwei.

Holding Wei Yuanwei in his arms, he flew into the night.

However, the people behind him were in hot pursuit.

The weight of the two people naturally affected Ning Zheyan's performance of Qinggong, but the pursuers behind him were always following Ning Zheyan closely. Ning Zheyan had no way to get rid of them, so he could only try to prevent them from chasing him. Come up.

Wei Yuanwei suddenly felt a heat on her neck, as if something sticky was on her skin. She lowered her eyes and saw Ning Zheyan's arm hugging her tightly, with bright red blood flowing out. If it wasn't a wound, it would be In front of the eyes, Wei Iris is difficult to spot.

Because the blood flowing out was as bright as the color of his clothes.

"Zheyan?" Only then did Wei Yuanwei's eyes reveal a hint of fear.

"Zheyan is fine, Zheyan's injury will heal soon." Ning Zheyan said with a smile.

While he was talking, the people behind him had already caught up with him, and "swish, swish, swish" several silver needles shot out from Ning Zheyan's sleeves again.

The silver needle was so small and slender that it was almost submerged in the darkness when it was shot into the night.

So you can't see it with your eyes, you can only rely on your senses.

If people are not good at martial arts and have weak internal strength, they basically cannot avoid these silver needles. Some people even don't know when the silver needles are shot.

And the martial arts of these people who caught up were obviously not as good as Yaoyao and Youruo.

I didn't realize it until the silver needle was injected into my body.

Those who were shot by the silver needles flew much slower. Ning Zheyan used this short time to take Wei Yuanwei to temporarily escape from danger.

However, within a short time, those who had been shot by the silver needles caught up again.

Silver needles are difficult to detect at night, but the damage is very small, unless the silver needles are poisonous or the silver needles are injected into important acupoints.

Ning Zheyan jumped to the foot of a big tree with Wei Yuanwei in her arms, turned around and shot a few more silver needles at the pursuers.

However, this time the opponent was already on guard. When he saw Ning Zheyan making this move, he immediately raised the sword in his hand to block it.

"Little Tail, you go first." Ning Zheyan gently pushed Wei Yuanwei, and then Hongshang flashed and started fighting with the pursuer.

Ning Zheyan's Qinggong is powerful and his internal strength is good, but his martial arts is relatively poor. If he is hiding, then he has a better chance of winning, but if they really fight face to face, Ning Zheyan will never be able to beat him.

Wei Yuanwei had just taken a few steps when she heard Ning Zheyan's injured voice.

Looking back, I saw a tall and jade-like figure on a towering pile, which was completely shrouded in the shadow of the moon.

The figure's hand was holding a bow and arrow, and it was pointed in the direction of Ning Zheyan.

"Zheyan, be careful." Wei Yuanwei just finished her words.

With just a "swish" sound, the sharp arrow penetrated firmly into the body of the man who was holding a big knife and slashing at Ning Zheyan.

Then there was another arrow, and the other person also fell down. The expressions on their faces still maintained the ferocity and coldness they had when they attacked Ning Zheyan. It was not until the last second that they showed a hint of shock and disbelief.

It shows that these two people did not react at all when the two arrows were shot.

Ning Zheyan and Wei Yuanwei both looked in the direction of the mountain.

"Who is it? Is it Mu Jin?" Wei Yuanwei said to Ning Zheyan.

Ning Zheyan frowned, looked from a distance, and then said to Wei Yuanwei: "It seems to be Cangchu, let's leave quickly."

Ning Zheyan covered her injured arm, picked up a big knife on the ground, and then pulled Wei Yuanwei and ran towards the mountains.

When Wei Yuanwei looked back again, the figure standing on the mountain had disappeared.

"Zheyan, are you okay?" Ning Zheyan was running while holding Wei Yuanwei's hand. Unexpectedly, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground. Wei Yuanwei immediately stopped to grab Ning Zheyan.

Ning Zheyan shook her head vigorously and gasped, "It's okay."