C617 Demonic Monk

A group of people chased after them furiously, much faster, and then disappeared into the distance.

On one side of the mountain stream, Zuo Yu suddenly came out. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He grinned, then turned around and ran in another direction. Soon, there was no trace of him.

Time slowly passed.

In the desolate wilderness, a figure flashed by. He stopped in a remote corner, and heavy breathing could be heard. Blood was still seeping out of the corner of his mouth. It was Zuo Yu.

He had already escaped far away, but those people still hadn't given up. They were still crazily chasing after him, and none of them were slow. They had been following him the whole time, and he had also been fighting with them. If he could find a way to avoid those people, those people would also have a way to find him.

He was doing his best to control his injuries, but his injuries did not reduce in the slightest.

He touched the wound on his ribs. He had already recovered a little. He had just been hit by someone, and two of his ribs had been broken. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Zuo Yu was leaning against the ground and breathing heavily. His Heaven Seizing Spell was already circulating, healing his injuries on its own.

Soon, Zuo Yu left. Not long after that, the purple-gold battle soul of the Situ family quickly approached where Zuo Yu was resting. It wasn't too early for them to find him. The two experts of the Situ family let out a furious snort and chased after him along the way.

"Zuo Yu, don't stop and face your death!" A loud shout was heard from the sky. The sun rose from the east to suppress Zuo Yu. The experts from the Holy Temple had caught up with him once again.

"Idiot." Zuo Yu twitched his mouth and said, "Can't you just say something else? Why don't you stop and face your death?"

The man looked furious and threw a punch at him.

However, Zuo Yu was even faster. No one knew when Zuo Yu had returned, but he had already sent out a series of punches. That man from the Holy Temple became even angrier. However, before he could say anything, Zuo Yu had already retreated far away.

Bang! All of a sudden, a rising sun appeared in front of him. The overbearing punch was like a falling sun. As soon as Zuo Yu rushed out, he was smashed back. He fell to the ground and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Another expert from Holy Temple arrived.

The person behind him also rushed over with a gloomy face. Without saying a word, he attacked Zuo Yu who was on the ground.

The two experts launched a pincer attack, causing the attack to become even more violent. Zuo Yu kept dodging, continuously retreating. After that, a fist smashed into his chest, causing him to be injured once again.

Zuo Yu quickly dodged backwards. It took him a lot of effort to get rid of the two of them. His injuries had become even more severe.

The continuous fighting had left him covered in wounds. Zuo Yu didn't feel discouraged at all. He felt that his Heaven Seizing Spell was becoming more and more powerful. He was like a divine weapon that had been tempered over and over again. The more he grinded, the stronger his weapon became.

Zuo Yu's eyes were clear as he strode forward.

Hu! The blade intent was awe-inspiring. The experts of the Chu family blocked his path.

"Humph! You only have three blades left, and you still dare to stop me?" Zuo Yu lunged forward. His injuries didn't seem to belong to him. His combat intent erupted, and he was still as vigorous as before. He didn't even furrow his brows.

The three blades of Chu family were filled with hatred. They originally had six blades. They were invincible, but they had lost two blades in their battle against the Dark Star Sect's experts. Originally, there were still four blades left, and their combat strength was comparable to an A Half Step to Void Stage's. However, one of them was seriously injured. Zuo Yu had already killed them in the previous battle. Now, there were only three of them left.

The six of them had been practicing the Saber Array together. It had been so many years, and they had been roaming the world. Now, three of them were gone. All of this was because of Zuo Yu. Their eyes were burning with anger. They wished they could shred Zuo Yu into a million pieces.

"I will still kill you with three slashes!" An old man furiously harrumphed, "Kill!"

The three of them swung their long sabers, and the saber light continued to sweep forward.

Zuo Yu was even faster. His fist energy had already reached their target. A series of fist shadows were sent out, and the sound of the blade ringing could be heard. It forcefully suppressed the Qi of three blades. In the next moment, the three blade lights that resonated with each other exploded, and the three of them were forced to retreat one after another.

The three of them retreated. Zuo Yu moved his body movement technique and caught up with them. He threw out three punches in a row. Zuo Yu didn't even look at them, he just turned around and left.

The three men from the Chu family were stunned on the spot. They had slowly lost their life force. They were filled with unwillingness and disbelief. Although they had only used three strikes, they still couldn't believe it. Furthermore, Zuo Yu was seriously injured to such an extent. How did he lose in an instant?

In fact, this was only natural. Although Zuo Yu was seriously injured, his combat intent and combat strength hadn't decreased at all. He had just broken through the three Saber Array, and the three men from the Chu family were only ordinary Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors. The gap between them was just too great.

Without the Saber Array, they really were nothing.

"Zuo Yu, stop right there!" Sword Qi whistled from afar. The A Half Step to Void Stage warriors from Sky Mountain had arrived, but he was still a step too late. The three men from the Chu family had all died.

The sword Qi rushed forward. The men from Sky Mountain seemed to have transformed into sword Qi, and they were going to kill Zuo Yu who was standing on the plain.

This place was flat, so it wasn't easy for him to escape. However, Zuo Yu had been forced to flee, so he had no other choice.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zuo Yu turned around to face him.

Very quickly, another sword mark appeared on Zuo Yu's chest. However, he had finally walked out of this field, and it was easier for him to escape when he was in front of him.

"Earth Carnage Fist." The A Half Step to Void Stage from the Sun family caught up with Zuo Yu once again. His murderous aura rolled in waves, and soon, Zuo Yu was knocked down.

Zuo Yu stood up in a flash. He spat out a large amount of blood, and after a few rounds of counterattacks, he turned around and fled at top speed.

Time passed slowly.

Zuo Yu's condition did not improve at all. He was in a sorry state. Those people were like crazy devils, chasing after him crazily. However, it was not easy to hide in this place.

Night! Zuo Yu sat in a secret corner to rest. His face was pale, and blood was slowly seeping out of his mouth.

Apart from being covered in wounds and bloodstains, Zuo Yu felt that there were a few broken bones on his shoulder and ribs. He was in extreme pain. His internal and external injuries had always been so serious. He had never gotten better.

In fact, this was also the depressing part of those pursuers. Was this kid made of iron? Why couldn't he be killed? Even if he was made of iron, he would have been smashed into pieces long ago, right?

Zuo Yu was sitting cross-legged and healing his wounds. The night was quiet and the cold wind was blowing gently.

Suddenly, Zuo Yu opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp as he looked at the night sky in front of him.

In the night sky, a young monk walked up. He looked at Zuo Yu quietly. His expression was neither happy nor sad. It gave people a strange feeling, as if he was living in the darkness.

Was this an expert of ancient temple? Zuo Yu couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Amitabha, you are Zuo Yu, right?" The young monk's eyes flashed with a dark light as he said with a smile.

This time, Zuo Yu felt that he was right. This monk was different from the previous monk. He was like a ghost in the darkness.