Chapter 2

But Xiang Yu said that after passing by a thin man at the door, he recognized that it was Xiang San.

This man is the third in Xiang's family. He is insidious and cunning. He coveted "psychic contract" many years ago. Now master Xiang has passed away, how can he not do it.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu quickened his pace and led a fast horse to the west gate. More than half an hour later, at the edge of the sunset forest, one person and one horse slowed down and finally stopped by a stream to have a rest. At this time, Xiang Batong was far away from Lingzhou, and he didn't know the direction of his going out of the city. Finally, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiang Yu took off his filial piety clothes and took off the blue cloth from his arms. In addition to some old clothes, there were two gold brocade boxes that didn't match each other.

When Xiang Ru took part in a family mission, his life and death were unknown. These two brocade boxes were the "legacy" he left to his son: a Book of psychic contract and a four or five inch long black dead wood.

It was created by his father. It took blood as ink and resonated with all things. I'm afraid that only his father and son could practice it in the whole continent. It was with it that Xiang Ru entered the realm of Yueyin in his twenties.

The dead wood is nothing special except a little harder.

Xiang Yu put his burden away. He could not help but be curious about his mysterious father. He had practiced this skill for nearly ten years, but his training speed was not even as fast as runes, let alone the anti heaven skills of those big schools. Why could his father enter Yueyin at such a speed? Is it because I didn't understand the essence of this skill?

"Whoosh - whoosh!"

Just as Xiang Yu was thinking, he heard a sharp sound. An arrow flew past his chest and hit the fast horse behind him. The long arrow directly pierced the horse's belly, and the blood splashed everywhere, so the bloody BMW could not die any more.

As soon as Xiang Yu's face changed, he looked into the distance. There were three people galloping on fast horses.

The first one is Xiang Wenhao, the only son of Xiang Batong, who is already a servant of the seven stars and the moon.

Another man named Xiang Lang is one of Xiang Batong's effective subordinates. He is already a nine star moon servant. He has refined his tracking skills and has a keen sense of smell. He must have found Xiang Yu's way out of the city before.

The last strong man is Xiang Hu. He is also a nine star moon servant. If he has a single round of strength, I'm afraid few of his opponents are in the whole Xiang family's moon servant territory. He used to pull a bow to cast the long arrow that he had attacked before.

"Xiang Batong, you really look up to me. You sent your own son here!" With a sneer, Xiang Yu bit his fingertips and drew a popular script on his legs with a talisman's pen dipped in blood. His speed doubled immediately and he entered the sunset forest with a flash.

Xiang Yucai is only 15 years old, and he is not very proficient in this kind of low-level Qiwen, so the speed-up effect is not obvious, and even half of the speed of a bloody BMW can not be achieved. However, now that there is no fast horse, he can only make do with it. Moreover, after entering the forest, the speed of riding will be greatly reduced, which is why he chose this direction when he left the city.

Half an hour later, the distance between the three people behind him and Xiang Yu was getting closer and closer, and Xiang Hu's long arrow was chasing him all the time. Although the dark light in the forest missed him a lot, some of them still hit Xiang Yu's body. At this time, his body was covered with bloodstains.

"Bang!"

When Xiang Yu was worried, another long arrow was inserted into the banyan tree in front of him. The whole trunk trembled, and large leaves fell down in the forest. It seemed that he was angry at the pain he had suffered for no reason.

Xiang Yu's spirit flashed, and a bold idea flashed in his heart.

"With the help of their anger, maybe we can try!"

He stopped, drew Qiwen on the palm of his hand, and slapped it on the trunk of the banyan tree.

The complexity of these inscriptions is several times higher than that of popular inscriptions, and the power of Yuehua in Xiang Yu's body has also been hollowed out, so this move can be regarded as a wreck. I hope it can work as expected, otherwise I will die under the attack of the three people on the opposite side!

Although Xiang Wenhao didn't understand Xiang Yu's standing still, he was still very excited to run on a fast horse.

"Xiao'er Xiang Yu, I'm going to have you skinned and cramped today. Just wait for the frost to become my plaything!"

His face was full of excitement and ferocity, and his eyes were full of pictures of tormenting Xiang Yu and Xiang congshuang. But when he was less than five feet away from Xiang Yu, a dark wind suddenly blew in the forest, the banyan trees above his head began to shake, and the fallen vines bent like snakes and rushed to the three people.

Xiang Wenhao at the front bears the brunt, but how can he pay attention to these unremarkable vines? After a soft sound, the vines directly pierce his belly.

"Ah! What the hell Xiang Wenhao howled bitterly. He was confident that he could beat Xiang Yu, but he didn't expect that he was pierced by a humble vine.

At this time, the rattan turned back behind him and even came back through his neck again. Xiang Wenhao covered his neck and his mind was in chaos. He thought of the huge family business, the pleasure of stripping Xiang congshuang, and the powerful appearance of stepping on Xiang Yu, but all these things came to nothing.

"Pa Pa Pa!" The leaves on the rattan slapped him on the cheek like a slap. His chest, stomach, mouth and nose were all pierced by the rattan, and the thick red blood gushed out like a fountain, which looked shocking.Just in the blink of an eye, Xiang Batong's son caught sight of the king of hell.

Xiang Lang, who followed him, was shocked. Regardless of the young master's life or death, with years of fighting experience, Xiang Lang immediately waved and patted him fiercely. As expected, the vine brushed his shoulder. But what he didn't expect was that the vine suddenly changed its direction and turned around him a few times. In a moment, it gave him five flowers and eight ties, and then it pulled back abruptly.

"Bang!" After a heavy sound, Xiang wolf's head hit the tree trunk, and blood fell down along the bark.

Xiang Lang's eyes are wide open. His neck has been broken. He is a nine star servant. He will soon enter Yuening and become the core backbone of Xiang's family. But he doesn't understand why he was killed so easily.

Seeing this, Xiang yumulu, who was hiding behind the tree, was surprised. The wood spirit did not disappoint him! Before, his accomplishments could not motivate this kind of medium level Qiwen. At this time, it was with the help of banyan's anger that he dared to have a bold try. Unexpectedly, he had the power to kill the nine star moon servant!

Before that, he was still dissatisfied with the speed of Qiwen's cultivation. Now he knows that it is shortsighted, and the power of Tongling Qishu is far beyond his imagination.

At this time, Xiang Hu, who was at the end of the attack, was also attacked by shuteng, but his arms were covered with black runes. Raising his hand was a blow. It seemed that shuteng had touched the hard rock and could not move forward. After a few breaths of stalemate, all the vines suddenly dropped down and returned to their original appearance, while Xiang Hu rushed to Xiang Yu with a roar.

Xiang Yu knew that Muling Qiwen had been invalid, and hurriedly extended his right hand to meet him.

"Creak!"

After a crisp sound, Xiang Yu's Qi and blood rolled back seven or eight steps. His arm was drooping, and the right arm that collided with Xiang Hu had already dislocated. On the contrary, Xiang Hu stood in the same place with a proud face, and the black Rune of his arms even appeared a trace of red.

"Red Rune!" Xiang Yu said to himself.

Like Qiwen, the power of rune is affected by proficiency. From black to red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, every level will have a qualitative leap. No wonder this low-level powerful rune has this power!

"Ha ha ha, I've painted countless powerful talismans for more than ten years. Today, I finally see the effect. Boy, you can die!" Xiang Hu looks up to the sky and laughs, only to find that Xiang Yu has run away. Then he shouts "coward" and chases him away.

Xiang Yu runs through the jungle quickly with the help of popular deeds. He has no feeling for Xiang Hu's sarcasm. Not being a rash is not the same as a coward. It's not his style to rush to death.

After that, the two of them galloped in the sunset forest one by one. Xiang Hu also used a fast running Rune and kept on swearing, but he was too big and in the jungle with complex terrain, so he didn't have much advantage in speed.

More than an hour later, it was late at night. The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and there was no wind or cloud. Xiang Yu and Xiang Hu had already reached the depth of the forest. Just when they stopped to rest because of fatigue, the whole ground shook violently.

"Monster!"

This is Xiang Yu's first feeling, because the monster strength of the sunset forest is no less than Lingzhou City, and there is no lack of moon setting environment in it. Sure enough, after a while, a wolf roar came into my ears, and all kinds of monsters rushed into the forest, while the ground collapsed and cracked, and there was a sound of tree roots breaking around.

And in a gap in the distance, a snake head with the size of a water tank suddenly protruded out of the ground!

Xiang Yu held back his surprise and carefully avoided the crooked tree trunk. When he found a safe place, he looked back and saw that the snake head in the distance had become a python more than ten feet long, covered with a layer of blue scales and spitting out a red snake message. He was looking up at the sky like a big enemy.

What surprised Xiang Yu most was that the power of the moon sent out by the python was not the moon setting in the imagination, but the five stars and the moon leading!

We should know that Yuefu can only passively absorb the power of Yuehua, Yuening can condense Yuehua, and Yueyin can rely on Yuexin's gravity to walk in the air. There are not many Yueyin in Lingzhou city.

But why does the python look so scared?