Ten hours later.
"What bad luck! The Four Wild Dragons are so arrogant in the Divine Temple, but they can't even kill that kid. Damn it … "
When Lan Feng saw the Four Wild Dragons being smashed into the ground by Chen Hao's Giant Void Palm, he didn't hesitate and ran away. Although he felt the violent tremors of heaven and earth, he didn't dare to pay attention to it. He had a feeling that Chen Hao had seen through him … Although he knew it was impossible, he didn't have the courage to take the risk. The Dao Manifestation Celestial Fruit core was already painful enough for him to kill himself. If he let Chen Hao rob him of his treasures again, he would die of anger.
After running for six hours, Lan Feng finally slowed down and caught his breath.
"The further I go, the fewer forbidden areas and cities there are, and the more cultivators there are. If I meet that guy again, I won't be able to resist. He's … too strong …" Although Lan Feng didn't want to admit it, he knew that the Four Wild Dragons were not weak, but Chen Hao was too abnormal.
Chi! Chi!
Suddenly, a few energy waves were felt.
"Who's there?" Lan Feng was shocked. He unsheathed his sword and looked back and forth. The night sky was clear, and there was nothing suspicious in the wilderness. "Motherf * cker, I, Lan Feng, am a disciple of the Divine Hall. How could I be so easily frightened … Phew … Let's find a cave to rest first. Although we can't fly in ten hours, we've traveled at least a few hundred thousand li. That brat can't possibly follow …"
"Heh, heh, heh …"
"Who's there?" Lan Feng was horrified. If the energy waves he felt just now were an illusion, then the eerie laughter was definitely not an illusion. "Don't play tricks! I'm Lan Feng, a disciple of the Divine Temple, the number one genius of the Lan family! "
"Heh, heh, heh …" The eerie laughter was erratic, sometimes behind him, sometimes in front of him, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west. Lan Feng couldn't lock on to the aura of the other party. Without the Nine Celestial Seals, any Earth Celestial Stage expert could do that. No one could move so fast. This meant that the eerie laughter definitely did not come from a single person!
Lan Feng held his sword in one hand and nervously touched the bag on his back with the other. His hair stood on end as he sternly said, "I don't care who you are. If you want to rob me, then I'm telling you, don't even think about it! With the token, any records will be sent back to the Alliance Center! "
"Really?"
Whoosh!
A figure that seemed to have completely blended into the night suddenly appeared in front of Lan Feng. His eyes shone with a dark blue light that resembled will-o '-the-wisps as he asked provocatively.
When Lan Feng saw this figure, his heart skipped a beat. "The Phantom Race?"
"Hehehe … Boss, this should be a fat sheep, right? A human disciple of the Holy Palace … Tsk tsk, that's a pretty big bag. There should be a lot of good stuff in there … "Another figure appeared behind Lan Feng and said excitedly. His voice was filled with the innate eeriness of the Phantom Race.
"Ignorant! Fourth Brother, it's not that I want to nag at you, but although this kid is a disciple of the Divine Hall, his strength is only average. Look at him, he doesn't have the demeanor of a strong person at all. Did he piss himself? Just like that, what good stuff could there be? But it's better than nothing … "Another figure appeared.
"Killing a human disciple of the Holy Palace is worth at least 1,000 contribution points! It doesn't matter whether there are treasures or not, hehehe … "The first Phantom Race cultivator who appeared, the leader of the four, said eerily." Alright, let's do it … "
"How dare you! Do you think I'm afraid of you? Fight me one-on-one if you have the guts! " Lan Feng was frightened and frustrated. If he had known that he would encounter the Phantom Race here, he would not have dared to leave alone. However, there was no use in regretting it now. He could only think of a way to escape this calamity. Although he could not sense the aura of these four Phantom Race cultivators, he knew that they would not be weak if they dared to come here and kill a human. Especially since they did not even use their most proficient assassination technique. This was enough to show that they had the strength to kill him in a direct confrontation.
"One-on-one? Sure, you can fight us four brothers one-on-one! "
Boom!
"Ah! Four Phantom Race cultivators have invaded! Save me … "Lan Feng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. However, he did not want to be killed just like that. He gathered all the energy in his body and shouted with all his might. At the same time, he raised his sword and charged at the one he thought was the weakest.
Buzz!
Dazzling golden light condensed into mysterious runes that appeared on the seemingly ordinary sword in Lan Feng's hand. In an instant, a majestic and vigorous sword light as heavy as a mountain rose into the air.
"Ah? What a powerful sword! Fourth brother, be careful! "
"It's too late! Die! "
Boom …
"Ah … f * ck your mother!" The Fourth Brother did not expect that Lan Feng, who had been scared out of his wits like a bear, would suddenly explode with such a powerful strength. Due to his carelessness, he was actually sent flying by Lan Feng's incomparably powerful sword light. If not for his fast reaction, he might have even died. This f * cker, he was an expert at pretending to be weak …
"Chase! You want to run? Dream on! "
Hiss hiss hiss …
Four figures instantly blended into the darkness at an astonishing speed.
"Save me —! Four, there are only four Phantom Race cultivators. I'm Lan Feng, a disciple of the Holy Palace! Whoever saves me, I'll give you a Sage Artifact! "
Lan Feng's strength was not weak, and he was blessed with amazing providence. He had obtained ancient artifacts and spirit herbs by himself, so he was definitely stronger than any team, even though he did not have the opportunity to enter any of the core palaces.
Even so, these four people were not people Lan Feng could deal with. What was more tragic was that under the Nine Restrictions of Immortal Sealing, the human team leader's token could not send out a distress signal. They could only shout. In this case, how to shout was very important. Fortunately, there were only four of them, and their strength was not so strong that he could not fight against them. Lan Feng only needed to tell them the truth and promised a Sage Artifact as a reward. He believed that as long as there was a small team within a thousand miles, they would definitely come to his rescue. However, the probability of encountering a cultivator in this boundless wilderness was very low …
"Die!"
Chi!
The leader, who was the fastest, suddenly stabbed out with his spear when he saw Lan Feng entering his attack range. A violent and fierce spear dragon swept out.
Boom!
Lan Feng backhanded his sword and spat out a mouthful of blood. Under the huge impact, his body suddenly sped up again.
"Very good! This kid's sword is extremely powerful. It's stronger than any of the treasures we've obtained! "The leader said excitedly when he sensed the profoundness of Lan Feng's sword." Full force! What? "
At this moment, to the surprise of the four Spirit Race cultivators, Lan Feng, who was frantically fleeing, actually opened the bag on his back. Taking advantage of the short time he was in the air, he took out a pair of sparkling silver battle boots and quickly put them on. When he landed and bounced up again, two bright silver runes flashed under his feet, and his speed increased by ten percent. This was the space of the Nine Restrictions of Immortal Sealing. To be able to increase one's speed by ten percent and activate runes, it was definitely a Sage Artifact level treasure. The four of them were both surprised and delighted. Lan Feng jumped up again and took out a silver soft armor and put it on. After that, he put it on every time he was in the air. After a few times, this guy had turned into a silver armor. Even his head was equipped. Moreover, when the armor took shape, silver light rose from his body. Runes surrounded him, and his speed increased by another ten percent!
Set bonus!
"Set! F * ck! It's actually a Sage Set! We're rich! " The four Spirit Race cultivators were completely excited. Boom, boom, boom, boom. In an instant, it was as if they had taken an aphrodisiac, and their speed increased crazily.
Lan Feng had never thought that wearing the awesome Sage Set that he had obtained through a fortuitous encounter in order to increase his chances of survival would cause the greed of the four to erupt …
Not only did he fail to shake them off, but he also accelerated their speed. The surroundings were completely silent. No human cultivator responded.
"Ah —!"
In the face of the threat of death, Lan Feng completely threw away his fear. There was only one thought in his mind — run! Run as fast as he could!
However …
"Rise!" The four Spirit Race cultivators were clearly a team with great teamwork. The second brother bounced up and the leader pushed with all his strength. Like a cannonball, they flew through the air and instantly flew over Lan Feng's head. With a wave of their hands, they unleashed a terrifying sword strike.
The blue sword light lit up the sky. Endless killing intent forced Lan Feng to spit out blood and swing his sword to meet it!
Boom!
In this confrontation, Lan Feng had the protection and enhancement of the Sage Set, so he was not injured. However, he was unable to use the force to increase his speed and escape. He knew that he would most likely lose his life here today. At this moment, Lan Feng was slightly regretful. He would rather be robbed by the "demon" Chen Hao than lose his life. After all, although Chen Hao had robbed him many times, he had never taken his life …
This thought flashed past his mind. Lan Feng stopped and looked at the four Spirit Race cultivators who had surrounded him. His battle intent soared!
"Run? F * ck your mother. Run again? Kekeke … Obediently hand over all your Dharma treasures, and I'll leave you with an intact corpse! "
"F * ck your mother's bullsh * t! Even if I die, I'll drag one of you down with me! Come at me if you have the guts! "
Boom!
Dazzling silver light lit up the space within a radius of a thousand feet. Lan Feng's aura surged. In this hopeless situation, his pride as a disciple of the Divine Temple and the dignity of a human cultivator made him angry. However, he did not attack directly. Instead, he quickly took out a box from his bag, opened it, and took out a pill the size of a fist. He swallowed it in one swift motion. Even so, the pill gave off a strong medicinal fragrance. The four Spirit Race cultivators were stunned. How could this weak disciple of the Divine Temple have so many treasures?
Could there be more treasures in such a big bag?
Even an idiot could tell that the pill was a supreme-grade pill left behind from ancient times. Its medicinal strength was immeasurable. How valuable could it be?
However, Lan Feng, whose eyes were filled with madness, actually swallowed it in one gulp! This was clearly a suicidal act …
Boom!
"Roar —!" As soon as the pill entered his mouth, a majestic and terrifying energy burned in Lan Feng's body like a raging fire. He did not dare to use his mind to refine it. Even if he absorbed it naturally, he felt like his body would explode. However, in this situation where he was bound to die, he had no other choice! A beast-like roar rushed from his dantian to his throat. It exploded and reverberated through the sky.
"F * ck … I should have attacked earlier … What a waste of such a good ancient pill …" A figure who was watching Lan Feng and the four Spirit Race cultivators from afar said gloomily after seeing this scene. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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