Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

After Song Wen was sure that Yan Yiwen was not chasing him, he relaxed a little.

The rapid jump among the trees had put a huge load on his body, and now he was a little weak.

However, he knew that it was not the time to rest yet, he had to stay away from the swamp as much as possible, and it was best to return to the sect as soon as possible.

He took out a speed talisman, slapped it on his body, and accelerated towards the sect.

He did not choose to use the flying charm again.

First, after leaving the swamp, the trees in the mountain forest are no longer all towering trees like before. In many places, they are just low shrubs. Flying too high will easily reveal your whereabouts.

Second, he doesn't have many flying talismans left on him, so he has to use them sparingly.

As the most commonly used talisman for qi-training monks on the road, the speed talisman can improve the speed quite well. It can increase Song Wen's speed by almost 70 to 80%.

Moreover, the speed talisman lasts for a long time, and one talisman can be used for an hour.

The only drawback is that it cannot allow monks to fly directly across valleys and rivers like the flying talisman.

Song Wen hurriedly walked in the forest for about an hour and ran out of the mountains for more than two hundred miles.

The speed talisman had just expired, and he was just about to stop, find a hidden cave, and take a rest.

The mental power he exuded could sense that there were several auras approaching quickly from behind. One of the smells was very familiar. It should be someone from the Yan family who had taken the boat together in the morning.

"It seems that the Yan family defeated Gui San and others, and now they are coming to hunt me down."

Song Wen thought anxiously.

Immediately, he took out another running talisman and patted it on himself. At the same time, he began to burn his essence and blood, and performed the "Blood Escape Technique". His running speed suddenly increased several times, and he soon opened up the gap between him and the pursuer from behind. distance between people.

The six people chasing after them were members of the Yan family led by Yan Feng.

They met Yan Yiwen at the edge of the swamp. From Yan Yiwen, they learned the direction of Song Wen's escape, and pursued him.

Among these six people, except for Yan Feng, who is at the sixth level of Qi training, the others are only at the fifth level of Qi training.

They also used the speed talisman, and their speed was much faster than Song Wen. Only then did they catch up with Song Wen who did not dare to stop for a moment.

Seeing Song Wen's figure in the distance, Yan Feng couldn't help but feel happy, he said.

"Brothers and sisters of the same clan, Ji Yin is right ahead. As long as we catch up and kill him, the master of the family will definitely reward us heavily when we return."

When the other people heard this, their spirits were also greatly boosted, and their speed increased by two points.

However, they suddenly saw bursts of blood mist emerging from Song Wen's body, and then his speed increased sharply, and he quickly distanced himself from them.

Seeing this scene, several people couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded. They didn't understand why Song Wen's speed increased so sharply?

Is this the kind of speed that a third-level Qi-training monk can possess?

Yan Feng was more experienced and knowledgeable. He could tell at a glance that Song Wen was performing the "Blood Escape Technique" at the expense of burning blood essence. Song Wen could not sustain this speed for a long time.

He said, "Don't be anxious, everyone. What this boy is performing is the Blood Escape Technique of the Corpse Demon Sect. It will quickly burn his blood essence, so there is nothing to worry about."

Having said that, Yan Feng also panicked when he saw Song Wen's figure getting farther and farther away and soon disappeared.

Song Wen must not be allowed to escape from him. If Song Wen really escapes, the Yan family will suffer a brutal massacre from the Corpse Demon Sect.

he said again.

"I'll go after this person first, and you guys can find your bearings and follow."

After saying that, Yan Feng's speed increased a lot, and he chased Song Wen alone in the direction where he escaped.

Yan Feng's cultivation level is only one level higher than the other five, but for some reason, his speed is much faster, almost as fast as a seventh-level Qi training monk.

"Okay, we'll come soon." said a Yan family monk.

Yan Feng pursued at full speed, but he was no slower than Song Wen and could barely keep up with Song Wen.

"Ji Yin, give up. It's impossible for you to escape from the hands of our Yan family. If you surrender, I'll give you a good time."

Yan Feng shouted loudly.

Song Wen paid no attention to this and continued on his way.

More than a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the five Yan family monks at the fifth level of Qi training were left far behind the two of them, completely invisible.

Looking at Song Wen's disappearing figure in front of him, Yan Feng gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Damn it, let's see how much blood you still have to burn."

The speed talisman on his body had expired. As a last resort, he took out another one and slapped it on his body.

Another quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Song Wen's speed did not slow down at all, and his whole body was still filled with blood, as if he had endless blood essence.

Yan Feng, who was behind him, couldn't help but couldn't believe it. How could a monk at the third level of Qi training have so much essence and blood to burn? This was simply unreasonable.

Even a body-refining cultivator with abundant energy and blood should have exhausted all the energy and blood in his body and died of exhaustion.

Afterwards, Yan Feng became more and more surprised as he chased after him. Song Wen seemed to have endless energy and blood, and his speed never slowed down.

In this way, the two of them pursued for nearly an hour, but the five Yan family monks behind them had long since disappeared.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Yan Feng for a long time, Song Wen became a little anxious. Traveling for a long time took a huge toll on his spiritual energy, and he only had less than 20% of his spiritual energy left in his body.

If he continues like this, sooner or later he will be overtaken by Yan Feng behind him due to lack of spiritual power.

"We must find a way to deal with this person!"

Song Wen's spiritual power was at the seventh level of Qi training, which was stronger than Yan Feng's. He could clearly sense Yan Feng's condition at this time.

Having experienced a battle before and now pursuing for a long time, Yan Feng's condition is not good, and his spiritual power is only 30% at most.

"Maybe I can kill him if I have a chance." Song Wen thought secretly in his heart.

Immediately, a talisman appeared silently in the palm of his right hand, while his left hand held a black ball.

Then, he began to withdraw blood and energy from his whole body, pretending to be low on energy and blood.

Yan Feng from behind couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this scene.

When he first pursued Song Wen, he was really focused on his family and wanted to get rid of Song Wen, a huge hidden danger for the family.

After seeing the unreasonably rich essence and blood in Song Wen, he began to have selfish motives. He wanted to intercept Song Wen, preferably alive, and he wanted to get the secrets of Song Wen.

"Ji Yin, just surrender and follow me back to the Yan family. Maybe the master of the family will spare your life."

Yan Feng spoke to confuse people.

He was afraid that Song Wen would fight him desperately. It would be effortless for him to win against Song Wen, but if Song Wen wanted to die, he couldn't stop him.

If that's the case, Song Wen's secrets will most likely disappear with Song Wen's death.