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Yang Muyun rummaged through the wooden house, looked around left and right, then followed Liao Hua's trail and ran into a forest.

The topography of Fengshan could not be considered complicated, but because the area was not small and there was not much demand for wood in the city, the vegetation here was lush.

This was a very common occurrence. For those who frequently visited the Cold Spring City on the Maple Mountains, they had already memorized the small hilly topography of the city.

They were here all year round, and no matter what they did, they were not afraid of getting lost or being unable to find their way.

Moreover, the lush vegetation is also beneficial to the growth of plants and the reproduction and habitat of animals.

But now, this dense forest had become their biggest headache for Liao Huajue and Yang Muyun, who were not familiar with the terrain of the Feng mountain.

Liao Hua knew that Yang Muyun and the rest wouldn't let him off, so he had to hurry and escape, otherwise he would be done for.

Yang Muyun also knew that at this moment, time was the most important thing. Whoever had the most time, the first to grasp the terrain, would be the winner.

If Liao Hua succeeded, then he would be able to escape and hold on to his life.

If Yang Muyun succeeded, then he could seize Liao to vent his anger on Su Mengfan.

In this lush forest, the two of them engaged in an intense chase.

With such a starting line, it was obvious that Yang Muyun had a huge advantage because Liao Hua was heavily injured and blood was flowing non-stop.

Therefore, if Liao Hua did not make full use of this time to successfully escape from Feng Shan, he would not only be in danger of losing too much blood, but also dying.

Moreover, he was also facing the danger of Yang Muyun following the trail of blood and finding him.

Sure enough, in the dark green forest, the bright red color of the blood was very obvious. Yang Muyun chased after the direction of the blood, getting closer and closer to Liao Hua.

Not long after, Yang Muyun could hear Liao Hua's heavy footsteps.

Of course, Liao Hua also heard the sound of Yang Muyun's footsteps touching the flowers and leaves.

At this moment, he knew that someone had caught up to him. This was because the group of yellow-clothed people had already chased away all the random people on Mount Feng when they first came up the mountain.

"Ha …" "Hah …" Liao Hua's injuries were too severe, so much so that every move he made consumed a large amount of his physical strength. He kept gasping for air.

He stood still, as if he had thought of something. He couldn't go on like this, his physical strength was weaker than Yang Muyun's, if this goes on, his ending would definitely be captured by Yang Muyun.

He immediately loosened his grip on the wound. The bleeding hadn't even stopped yet. Liao Hua had purposely let the blood flow. He stood on the spot with his feet kicking out sloppily.

Then he sprinkled some blood on the remaining eight locations of the road, purposely trying to confuse Yang Muyun.

After that, he randomly chose a path and galloped off without stopping.

Yang Muyun had also arrived at this location. Looking at the signs of this place, he could guess that this was Liao Hua's doing.

He was stunned for a moment before he decisively chose a path. The path he chose was exactly the same as the one Liao Hua had chosen earlier.

Yang Muyun used the blood traces left behind by Liao Hua to determine their positions. Liao Hua did indeed do very well. He made traces of all eight directions and wanted to use this to confuse Yang Muyun.

However, he did not expect that the path he had chosen would be the path that was the most continuous and complete.

Moreover, his physical strength began to drop. Every step he took was very tiring, and at the same time, he used a lot of strength.

Because of this, Yang Muyun found Liao Hua's direction and quickly followed him.

However, the stupefied look on his face had given Liao Hua a lot more time to escape.

Liao Hua shuttled through the forest. He had a feeling that he would soon leave this place.

Sure enough, not long after, Liao Hua saw a beam of strong light shining in.

According to the time, it was already noon, and the sunlight was a good guide.

Liao Hua seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope and immediately rushed towards the light. As expected, the moment he pushed aside the tree branches, he saw a large empty space outside.

When he and the yellow-clothed youth had arrived, the carriage of Three Boats Eighteen stopped right there. His eyes were burning with passion, and he had completely forgotten about the pain.

"Little scum, where are you running to?" Yang Muyun finally broke through the encirclement of the forest and shouted loudly when he saw Liao Hua.

Liao Hua heard Yang Muyun's voice and quickly ran towards the carriage, afraid that Yang Muyun would catch him.

Seeing that he had run away, Yang Muyun also chased after him. He drew his sword and charged towards Liao Hua.

Yang Muyun's Bingyun sword could be said to have already become Liao Hua's nightmare. When he saw this sword, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmph, what a useless thing!" A deep voice with extremely thick inner force swept over.

Yang Muyun and Liao Hua were shocked, but Liao Hua's eyes were filled with excitement.

However, Yang Muyun didn't care about anything, as soon as he went down he immediately went out of the forest, wanting to take Liao Hua's life.

"Young man, don't be too confident!" The voice came again.

Yang Muyun only felt a hot feeling coming from his right, and it was mixed with killing intent. He had a bad feeling about this.

Yang Muyun leaped, flipped two times in the air, and landed on the ground with his hands behind his back. He held his sword and stood up.

Before he could stabilize his body, another wave of heat hit him. Yang Muyun raised his sword to block, but only now did he clearly see that it was a pair of red hands.

Yang Muyun circulated his sword qi and released his power. The two forces collided and the two people were blown away.

It was a man dressed in green, he stood upright, with his back straight, he withdrew his palm and looked at Yang Muyun.

His hand was as red as a soldering iron, and it was emitting heat in a relaxed manner. It seemed like the scorching Qi from earlier was the palm strike he had sent out.

His previous position just happened to be on the right side of where Yang Muyun had appeared.

No wonder he could grasp the timing so precisely. He even chased after Yang Muyun.

This person did not look simple at all. His strength was extraordinary and he was confident in his ability to pull back his strength.

Why did he attack me? I remember that I've never even seen him before, not to mention provoking him, Yang Muyun was extremely confused.

Could it be? Looking at the green-clothed man and Liao Hua walking together, could it be that he is also in the same group as Liao Hua?

Wait a minute! Yang Muyun suddenly saw his two unusual hands, his palms were glowing red.

As expected, his conjecture was correct. "Are you from the Liao family in Jiangnan as well?" Yang Muyun asked with uncertainty.

"Right, that's right. I'm this Liao Hua's elder brother that you've bullied." The person who came stood in front of Liao Hua and said angrily.