For the first time in twelve years, Xie Tian was desperately running for his life.
He had no choice but to run. Those piercing eyes were right behind him. He couldn't imagine just how high Chen Feng's cultivation was that he could force him to retreat with just a glance.
Chen Feng's words overflowed with killing intent. He had never felt such strength and determination before. Compared to Chen Feng, the saber wielding martial artist from half a month ago was like an ant.
He was terrified. His heart raced and all the blood in his body boiled. He didn't care about the rapid consumption of his Yuan Yang, because Xie Sha had told him that his opponent could kill him as easily as crushing an ant.
But no matter how terrified he was, the calm look in Xie Tian's eyes did not disappear. Mad Old Man was very puzzled. Calmness meant that he had a card up his sleeve, but he didn't believe that Xie Tian, who had been constantly moving around under his nose, would have any chance of survival.
The martial artists on the Anlan Mountain saw a very strange scene. A cripple was fleeing in panic in the wilderness, and an expert was following not far behind the cripple, leisurely chasing after him like a cat playing with a mouse. Everyone who saw this scene shook their heads. They believed that the cripple wouldn't live for more than two incense sticks of time.
After the time it takes for two incense sticks of time, the martial artists stopped what they were doing. This was because the cripple had run past them alive. Although his face was pale and his footsteps were weak, his speed was not much slower.
Then they saw the master. At this time, the master was trying his best to maintain the image of a master, but the sharp-eyed martial artists could see that the master's face had darkened. He was clearly angry.
It was over. The master was angry. The cripple would not live for more than an incense stick of time.
But half an hour later, they saw the cripple run down the mountain, passing in front of them …
The martial artists looked at each other as if they had been struck by lightning. In the next moment, they carefully followed behind the two, wanting to see how long this cripple could survive under the pursuit of the master.
At the same time, they were also very curious. Why would the cripple pass in front of them three times? What did he want to do in such an obvious roundabout way?
The chasing and fleeing team gradually grew larger. After circling the forest twice, new members were added to the chasing and fleeing team. About a dozen Forest Wolves followed the humans from afar.
Pack wolves were the lowest level of beasts. Even a warrior at the first level of the Brute Force Realm could easily deal with one. Everyone ignored the pack wolves. Even though the pack wolves were trembling in fear of the humans, they still strangely followed behind and howled from time to time.
When Xie Tian's legs gave way and he fell to the ground, rolling under a bluestone, Chen Feng finally stopped. His ashen face was gradually filled with mockery and malevolence.
"I lost all my Primal Yang and ran at full speed for two hours. To be honest, I didn't expect this." Chen Feng coldly glanced at the martial artists behind him. After his strong killing intent forced them back, he turned to look at the exhausted Xie Tian and sneered, "I think I know why that person wanted to kill you. A cripple can still be so persistent. It is indeed a little scary."
Xie Tian could not hear what Chen Feng said at all. All he could hear was his own rapid breathing. He felt his body getting colder and colder. He squeezed out the last bit of strength from his bones, trembling as he took out a piece of Dragon Leopard Wood and stuffed it into his mouth.
But this time, he did not feel any burning pain. Because he had broken through his limits for two hours, he had used up 99% of the Primal Yang in his body. His consciousness was blurred and his body was already numb.
Originally, he wanted to use the burning pain to stimulate himself. Unfortunately, he could not feel pain and could not practice the three sets of movements of the Cultivating Essence Skill. This meant that he could not replenish his Primal Yang. He could only watch as his Primal Yang completely dissipated and he died.
"What a pity …"
Xie Tian faintly heard the howls of wolves. He was happy, but also regretful. He was happy because the book was right. The wolves were really attracted by him. It could be seen that the power of knowledge was not inferior to cultivation.
But the pity was that he could not see the scene of his plan succeeding with his own eyes. He had risked his life to fight for his life, but he still could not break through the barrier of death.
The closer he was to death, the calmer Xie Tian became. His body felt light and his consciousness was drowsy. It was very comfortable …
Is this the taste of death? I really want to die because it is so comfortable …
But why is there still a trace of obsession in my heart that I cannot let go …
The Mad Old Man sighed softly. As matters stood, he had already seen through Xie Tian's plan. If this plan succeeded, even if Chen Feng did not die, Xie Tian would still be able to escape and ascend to heaven. Xie Tian's wisdom moved him once again.
But facing the dying Xie Tian, he did not move.
Because of the mission that had been passed down to him since ancient times. Although there were still a few steps that had not been completed, these steps did not include saving the inheritor's life.
He admired Xie Tian, but he would not save him. The only thing he could do was perhaps, after Xie Tian died, to sweep away some of the people that he hated because he admired Xie Tian, such as the few people from the Xie family, such as Chen Feng.
"Perhaps, Chen Feng doesn't even need me to do anything …" The Mad Old Man sighed and looked at Chen Feng, who was surrounded by hundreds of wolves.
The martial artists had to retreat another hundred feet, not because the hundreds of wolves threatened their lives, but because, at this moment, the mountains and plains were almost filled with the howls of wolves.
But they did not leave. They found that the wolves only had one target, and that was Chen Feng. To them, the wolves did not even spare them a glance, so they could continue to watch.
While watching the show, thick doubts arose in the hearts of the people. What kind of wicked thing did this expert do to make the wolves so concerned?
Although Chen Feng's expression was a little cold, he did not care about one or two hundred wolves. Even if he could not kill them, with his Brute Force Realm Level 8 cultivation, he could escape smoothly. The most important thing now was to cut off Xie Tian's head.
But just as he took a step, hundreds of wolves shrank in unison. Their bodies were tense, and as long as Chen Feng moved again, they would madly rush forward!
"What's going on!"
A strong sense of danger suddenly occupied Chen Feng's heart. His eyes were full of disbelief, and his right foot that was suspended in the air did not dare to touch the ground. Because the strange behavior of the wolves made him suddenly feel that he had become the mortal enemy of this group of beasts, and they would not rest until he was dead!
The martial artists were also shocked because it was too strange. They had never seen or heard of such a scene. But seeing the expert stand alone like a golden rooster, they also wanted to laugh.
But they could not laugh because an endless stream of wolves was drilling out of the forest. In the short span of a dozen or so breaths, the original encirclement had become several times thicker!
There were only two people in the encirclement. One was Chen Feng, standing alone like a golden rooster, and the other was Xie Tian, who was gradually walking towards death under the limestone.
Chen Feng was afraid. Even if he had the strength to kill any one of the wolves, there were nearly a thousand wolves around him. Not to mention surviving, it was impossible for him to escape.
"I am a disciple of Yangshuo City's Chen Family. If anyone is willing to help, I will not hesitate to reward them generously!"
All the martial artists took a step back. They were indeed very tempted, but the scene before them was too strange. Even if they were not afraid of death, they were worried that they would fall into the trap and be contaminated by some inexplicable thing.
And what was up with you glaring at us before? Now that you have a use for it, are you going to say nice words?
When he thought about what his obsession was, a strand of Primordial Yang appeared in Xie Tian's body out of thin air.
With the appearance of this strand of Primordial Yang, endless streams of Primordial Yang emerged from his body. In the short span of a few breaths, his vision became clear again. He saw the blue sky, heard the cute howls of the wolves, and Chen Feng's slightly tearful cries for help.
Xie Tian did not understand why the Primordial Yang would suddenly appear, but he was not in the mood to think about it. After feeling his body, he ate the Dragon Leopard Wood and stood up. Ignoring the people and the wolves, he concentrated on practicing the Primordial Cultivation Technique.
The Mad Old Man's jaw dropped once again.
At this time, the pack of wolves had already madly rushed towards Chen Feng.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere. A Brute Force Level Eight expert in a hopeless situation had displayed his absolute combat strength in front of everyone. Even a light touch of his elbow could crack the hard heads of the wolves, and the wind from his fist could send a wolf flying …
But there were too many wolves.
"Little bastard, you harmed me!"
"Even if I die, I will kill you!"
"I will drink your blood and eat your flesh!"
…
Chen Feng seemed to have gone mad. His blood-red eyes did not even look at the wolves, but stared at Xie Tian, who was leisurely doing all kinds of movements at the side of the bluestone. Accompanied by the endless slaughter, he was gradually approaching Xie Tian. He was very curious why the wolves only attacked him and not Xie Tian, so he also wanted to go over.
This was also the question on everyone's mind.
Ten zhang, nine zhang …
The distance between them gradually closed, and the number of wolf corpses increased. The slaughter was still intense, but no matter how close they were, not a single wolf attacked Xie Tian.
When the Primordial Yang in his body was abundant, Xie Tian stopped practicing and turned to look at Chen Feng.
"You want to escape."
Chen Feng, who seemed to have gone mad, suddenly stopped moving, and three wolf claw marks appeared on his back.
"In about the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, you can escape, and the wolves will not chase you."
"Really?" Chen Feng was shocked again, ignoring the dozens of wounds on his body, and asked with his blood-red eyes.
Xie Tian nodded and took out the dagger that was stained with the Machine Guide Snake's blood. "But I will chase you."
"Hahahaha, young and impetuous fool!"
Chen Feng's spirit was lifted. He originally wanted to escape, and as long as he used the bluestone next to Xie Tian to jump, he would have a high chance of escaping. After hearing Xie Tian's words, he attacked even more fiercely, praying that the impetuous, foolish, and naive Xie Tian would not escape first. He must kill this little bastard in front of everyone!
After the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. Not only did the wolves not disperse, but they attacked even more fiercely.
"Little bastard, you lied to me!"
"I miscalculated the time, there is still half an incense stick of incense left."
Chen Feng was so angry that he almost crushed his teeth. He could only roar to cheer himself up and try to hold on for another half an incense stick of incense.
After half an incense stick of incense, everyone could not help but laugh because the wolves were still attacking.
"Little bastard!"
"There are still forty breaths left."
Hearing this, Chen Feng could no longer pull himself together. Under the overwhelming wolves' jaws and claws, he could only occasionally attack, and most of the time he was defending. The wounds on his body increased, and more and more blood flowed out.
After forty breaths, everyone wanted to continue laughing, but when they saw the wolves suddenly stop attacking and quickly flee into the forest after a moment of confusion, they could no longer laugh.
For the third time, a cripple did not lie to an expert.
But an expert was no longer an expert.
After the wolves disappeared, Chen Feng still threw out a few powerless punches. When he realized that the wolves had dispersed, he only looked back at Xie Tian with fear and hatred, then ran away.
Xie Tian was somewhat happy. He had used his actions to prove the truth of a saying in the book: Fight with one's vigor, then weaken, and then exhaust.
Now, he planned to use what he had gained from this experiential learning to kill Chen Feng. It would be the final test to verify this experiential learning.
Extravagantly wasting his primordial Yang to throw out two sparks, Xie Tian chased after Chen Feng.
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