Chapter 603: The Benefits of Being Weak

The demon tree whipped wildly.

Blood flowed like a river.

"This is too horrifying..."

Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the disappeared state, tried to touch the blood tree beside him, but the blood tree seemed to sense something, and suddenly shook, and the branches split, passing through his body on the spot.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and flew away, only to find that he was actually ignoring the attack.

The next second, a wailing sounded behind him.

"Ah"

Turning his head, it was a white-clothed man.

This was probably a white-clothed man from a non-combat unit. He couldn't hold out for long in the blood tree bush. He was attacked from both sides, and was sucked dry by the branches of the blood tree on the spot.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill, and at the same time, he felt powerless.

The scene he expected after the Saint Slave came out of the White Cave should be a big battle.

It was calm before, as if he could almost leave by talking. At that time, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful that he couldn't see the spectacular scene.

Now, seeing such a tragic scene...

"Sure enough, it either doesn't break out, or it breaks out, it can scare people to death!"

Xu Xiaoshou shuddered and didn't dare to think too much.

No. 33 suddenly rushed down from the sky.

He didn't take the initiative to find the crazy Cen Qiaofu, but cooperated with the white-clothed soldiers of the combat unit to start clearing the terrifying blood bushes.

The white-clothed troops led by several great slashers had already reacted after the first round of unexpected damage, and each formed a formation to prevent their backs from being exposed to the branches of the blood trees.

Cen Qiaofu lost control.

The blood tree he summoned has high damage, but without the main target Gou Wuyue, it is now aimlessly hurting people in the blood bushes.

Xu Xiaoshou looked a little sad.

But he didn't have a burst of blood in his head, so he chose to rush up.

The biggest sorrow of the weak is that in this top battle, he can't even give half a bit of help.

But its biggest advantage is that once the war really breaks out, almost no one will remember his existence!

"It's time to go..."

Xu Xiaoshou was glad that he had awakened the "disappearing technique".

Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to survive in such a chaotic situation.

But it was also because of this chaos that the white-clothed formation was broken up, and the sky-covering cover of the country was also split and has not yet been repaired.

A great opportunity.

If he doesn't leave now, he will be sorry for the turmoil caused by Cen Qiaofu here.

"One step to heaven!"

Without lingering, Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the disappeared state, took a step and walked away from the chaotic battlefield behind him.

...

"Tap."

In the mountains and forests, there are few people.

The mountain is full of dead branches and fallen leaves, and the ancient trees are towering like monsters.

The forest is full of broken branches, and suddenly the broken branches cracked, revealing a broken sole.

Afterwards, Xu Xiaoshou lifted the disappearing state, and his figure became solid again in this new world.

"Hiss."

As soon as he landed, he took a deep breath.

The fresh air of the mountain forest mixed with the smell of rotten fallen leaves made Xu Xiaoshou's pounding heart slow down a little.

"Escaped..."

"But not completely."

Xu Xiaoshou was very nervous.

The battle of Taixu was really terrifying. After just a few encounters, the world was shattered, and the desolate battlefield could be directly switched to a bloody forest.

This was not a child's play, it was really possible that someone could die at any time.

And now, according to the passive skill of "Hide" that can gradually eliminate the sense of existence without speaking, plus "Disappearance" and "Step to Heaven"...

He escaped.

Xu Xiaoshou was grateful.

Combat passive skills made him invincible among the same level.

And auxiliary passive skills are the magic skills that can really save his life in a dead end!

"Don't be careless."

Looking around, Xu Xiaoshou used "Perception" to check the situation of the mountains and forests on all sides.

The nightmare of being caught by the night watchman when he took a rest in the white cave at that time was lingering. At this critical moment, he dared not let down again.

There is no outsider to help now.

If he really loses, it will not be the chain, but his life.

"No people, no beasts, no birds..."

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

The forest was so dead silent.

Or, it should be said that the battle of Taixu scared all the creatures that should have lived here to other places.

This is the key.

Once the white-clothed man searches the mountain, even if there is a little disturbance.

Then, except for his own people, it can only be the enemy!

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and pondered, thinking hard about countermeasures.

First, he removed the square-faced beard without saying a word.

Then he raised his eyes again, and the image of a weathered grandfather appeared.

"Grandpa..."

Frowning, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a while and shook his head.

"No, what kind of grandpa can appear in this broken forest? It is estimated that if there is, it can only be a grandpa like Cen Qiaofu!"

"Too unrealistic, easy to be exposed!"

"But if I want to go out, what image is acceptable?"

There can be no other people and beasts in the forest. Xu Xiaoshou thought hard and took out a white robe from the ring.

It looks very similar to the white robe of Bai Yi, but it is not the same as you can tell at a glance.

But it doesn’t matter.

Xu Xiaoshou’s nails swished a few times, not only tearing the white robe, but also cutting a few holes on himself.

Stained with blood, he put on the white robe again.

With this tattered and bloodstained white robe, the original appearance could not be seen clearly, and a few more holes were added on the face and body by “transformation”.

All of a sudden, the image of a white-clothed man who had escaped from the battle came to life.

"This is possible."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded with satisfaction and continued to review the situation in front of him.

"Under Cen Qiaofu's blood tree, it is estimated that there are not many white-clothed people who can protect themselves. Instead of staying there and waiting to die, some people must have received orders to leave first."

"And the Tianji puppet and the white-clothed master of the way of killing should stay to clear the field."

"In other words, Cen Qiaofu held back the white-clothed master and the Tianji puppet in the battle."

"Maybe other people will run into me if they run out, but those who can only escape from the battle are probably the thrones..."

"The way of killing, it should be impossible!"

Xu Xiaoshou reached into his arms and touched Ah Jie, and his heart was slightly determined.

"Just a throne, it depends on you."

"Mom..."

"Being comforted, passive value, +1."

Shaking his head and taking a few steps forward, Xu Xiaoshou stopped on the top of the mountain and looked down.

In the west, there were sounds of fighting in the distance.

It was estimated that the out-of-control Cen Qiaofu would be on par with the Tianji puppet for a while.

As for the others...

Haitang'er fled with Ba Zun'an, and Gou Wuyue caught up with him, so he should not be able to take care of himself for a short time.

Yu Lingdi was a flash in the pan, and was directly crushed by the three saint slaves, so there was no need to worry about it.

Then, who was left?

"The storyteller!"

Xu Xiaoshou keenly realized that he had ignored the existence of this person.

Since Haitang'er disappeared with Ba Zun'an in her arms, Cen Qiaofu went to battle, and the storyteller's presence was greatly reduced.

Where did he go?

Was he protecting Cen Qiaofu on the battlefield, or did he escape with Ba Zun'an?

Xu Xiaoshou was not sure.

But he was sure that if he ran into Bai Yi, he might die. If he ran into the storyteller, at most he would just be taken back, which was harmless.

"So, from the surface, as long as Gou Wuyue fails to capture Haitang'er and Ba Zun'an, the fighting force will be dispersed, and no one will have time to take care of me?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked down from the top of the mountain, and his heart surged for a while.

Weak is good!

This is the advantage of not having a strong sense of existence.

I escaped inexplicably, and even I can't figure out why.

"No, that's not right, I overlooked something..."

Before he had time to be happy for a while, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought of the "attention" of up to seven or eight hundred when he first left the White Cave.

At that time, he concluded that there were not only dozens of people in the battle.

In white clothes, there must be other people hiding somewhere else, surrounding the entire mountain.

The number is not small!

"What should I do?"

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated.

The official road that entered the Eight Palaces when he came here cannot be used to walk out now.

And sneaking out from the sparsely populated farmers' homes does not seem very realistic.

What if there are spies in Bai Yi among these two?

"Break out by force?"

When Xu Xiaoshou thought of this, his scalp tingled.

That's more than 700 Bai Yi!

It's impossible to break out by force.

At this moment, I guess I can only continue to fish in troubled waters and survive!

Weak...

Alas, the sadness of the weak is also obvious!

"Let's go."

"One step at a time."

"If I really run into Bai Yi, at worst I will have to hand over Si Jian and Lu Ke, oh yes, and Xiao Yu..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a headache, rubbed his temples, and took a step forward.

"Tap."

Before his feet landed, a crisp sound came from the distance of "Perception", and Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

He is now a frightened bird.

Isn't this sound similar to the sound he made when he stepped on the dead branches just now?

So it's really...

What you fear, what will come?

...

The other side of the forest

"Search the mountain, search the mountain..."

"What is Jiang Bianyan thinking? Disperse the manpower and send them out to search the mountain?"

"Brother Lin, do you think this is reasonable?"

A man in white slapped his palm with the back of his hand, looking a little angry: "That could be the Eighth Sword Immortal! If we really find him, I'm afraid we will be the first to die!"

"Brother Tongfeng, if you think so... it would be an honor to die under the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

Lin Ruohuan, a white-clothed man beside him, smiled and tightened the sword in his hand.

You can see from his expression that he is actually a little nervous.

But he still pretended to be relieved and pulled the corners of his mouth to smile dryly, saying: "Besides, we are not really asked to fight. Once we find someone, we can just sound the alarm. There are hundreds of people coming. Are you still afraid?"

"Afraid! Of course I am afraid!"

Tong Feng's voice is a little higher, and he said angrily: "You are a slasher, you can hold on for a longer time."

"I am just a throne. Even if I am still one step away from the slasher, I am not enough for the eighth sword fairy to grasp with one finger."

"Didn't you see..."

He pointed to the somewhat turbulent battle situation in the west.

"Just what I saw in the previous picture... Sword Mind! That's Sword Mind!"

"Even Senior Wu Yue can be injured. How can we have time to sound the alarm? After a face-to-face, the person may not react and die on the spot!"

"You are fine..."

Tong Feng looked depressed and said sadly: "You are a sword cultivator. You can regard death under the sword of the eighth sword fairy as an honor. I have just entered the white clothes not long ago. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to participate in the war in the eight palaces. I don't want to die."

"Oh?"

Lin Ruohuan was amused: "What do you mean by this? Are you still blaming me?"

"Hey, no, no, you can't understand this..."

"Shh!"

Before Tong Feng finished speaking, Lin Ruohuan was suddenly startled and raised a finger to signal silence.

The expressions of both of them changed slightly at the same time, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Is there a situation?"

Tong Feng lowered his voice.

Lin Ruohuan didn't reply, and squinted to take in the surrounding space.

"Space fluctuation..."

"A very obscure spatial fluctuation!"

"If nothing else, someone has been here before!"

Tong Feng's heart trembled when he heard this. He took out the red alarm bead from the ring and was about to crush it.

"etc."

Lin Ruohuan was not so impulsive. He stopped his teammates and said: "The mountains and forests are so big, there is no reason for us to be so lucky. He will be the son of destiny, and it is impossible to say that he is a teammate who escaped from the bloody bush."

Tong Feng's fingers were trembling a little, but she still suppressed the urge to crush the alarm bead.

This thing really can't be messed with.

With everyone on high alert, once someone crushes this thing, hundreds of people may be summoned in an instant.

What if when the time comes, we find that the "opponent" we expected is actually "one of our own"...

That's a good show, but it was a big one!

Moreover, once people gather here, the manpower for defense elsewhere will inevitably decrease.

It is impossible to say that with just such a delay, a member of the Saint Slave could escape from this hunt!

"Shhh."

Lin Ruohuan crouched, and even his boos turned into sound transmissions.

As the two voices disappeared.

The mountains and forests have also become dead silent.

…

"Thumping!"

"Thumping!"

"Being frightened, passive value, +1."

"Attention, passive value, +2."

"Being sought, passive value, +2."

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his state of mind at this moment was like encountering a disheveled ghost in a scary secret room, and being abandoned by his teammates after ruthlessly blocking the door.

That’s complicated!

"This damn thing is really here?"

He didn't even have time to prepare.

The pursuers are here!

So the white clothes are actually the mice, right?

There isn't even the smell of blood, and you can come to your door just by relying on your intuition about rice?

The mountains and forests are obviously so big...

Is this the end?

"One throne, one killing path."

In the disappeared state, Xu Xiaoshou felt helpless.

Forget about the throne.

If he is cruel and courageous, he can still force himself to lose his mind and make a wave.

With Ah Jie's terrifying output, it was impossible to knock him into coma before crushing the alarm bead.

Can cut the way...

Xu Xiaoshou thought of the scene of A Jie confronting the storyteller.

He didn't know how strong this white-clothed Zhan Dao named Lin Ruohuan was.

Maybe he won't be a pervert like the storyteller who survived all the nine-death lightning tribulations, but looking at the spiritual sword in his hand...

Yes.

This is a spiritual sword, not a famous sword.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt that his feet were going weak as soon as he saw the sword.

Even if he is not an ancient sword cultivator, or at the level of Ba Zunzhen or Gou Wuyue, who is the best swordsman in the Eastern Region to mess with?

I guess this doesn't look like the kind of master who can win in a short while!

Xu Xiaoshou was hiding in the canopy of trees.

It was obvious that the disappearing technique could not be sensed, but if he was to be honest with Bai Yi in this mountain forest without covering up, he couldn't do it.

"Being sought, passive value, +2."

From time to time, two scary messages would pop up on the information bar, making Xu Xiaoshou's face turn green.

"Lingyuan..."

Suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou realized that from the Blood Forest to this point, he had maintained the "Disappearance Technique" for a long time and used many "One Step to the Sky".

He immediately looked inside with his spiritual thoughts and looked at Qi Hai.

In the next second, his face turned from green to white.

I saw that the sea of ​​​​air had dried up, leaving only a few wisps of mist floating randomly.

"Full of energy" is running like a convulsion, but it is unable to make ends meet.

It is estimated that in less than a few breaths, he will be forced to contact the disappearing technique.

Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes in pain.

"Oh my God, don't let fate go against my expectations, Xu Xiaoshou, even once? I can't bear such a ruthless blow!"