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C153 Chiaki

Killing intent flashed across his face as he suddenly turned around and charged back.

However, when this Battle Master with seven thousand combat strength saw Hong Feng rushing towards him, he was not surprised. Instead, he was delighted. He thought to himself, "Do you really think that you are strong?"

Hong Feng didn't dare to be careless. An illusory sabre appeared in his hand, and he slashed out with it. It was the fifth move of the God Chopping Spell, Destruction!

Destruction of the physical body, destruction of the soul, and destruction of everything.

Puff!

A single strike had destroyed this Battle Master, and even before he died, he still couldn't understand what was going on.

He was obviously much stronger than Hong Feng in terms of combat strength, but why was he still destroyed so easily?

Hong Feng didn't dare to block it, so he turned around and left.

The other Battle Master warriors who were in hot pursuit were also dumbfounded for a moment. The reason was that Hong Feng's attack was too shocking. It was too powerful.

They could only watch helplessly as those who were at the same cultivation level as them were blown up without any ability to resist. For a moment, they were also stunned, and the intent to retreat arose.

Hong Feng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped his chest. Hong Feng could sense that the Battle Master that he had cut off had already shattered his sternum.

A pale expression flashed across his face. The consumption of energy required to kill Hong Feng wasn't small. Plus, his attack was absolutely powerful. However, after taking a look at the few of them who were stunned on the spot, Hong Feng thought to himself, "It's worth it. At least we can get rid of these pursuers."

A sharp-eyed person saw Hong Feng spit out blood and also hurriedly said, "He's injured!" Although he said that, they didn't immediately give chase. Because they knew that even the injured Hong Feng had the ability to bury one of them with his body.

Looking at the pursuers who had yet to catch up, Hong Feng also landed in a relatively pothole. He wanted to rest for a while.

However, not long after Hong Feng arrived, a group of people's discussion reached Hong Feng's ears.

"What's going on? Where are they? Didn't Hong Feng come at this time? "

"Big. Big. Big brother. He had just received the notice that Hong Feng had been intercepted and was running in this direction." One! A weak voice entered Hong Feng's ears.

"F * ck, why didn't I see it?" This person with a violent temper started to scold him. Obviously, he was very angry.

The man was also embarrassed. However, he glanced at the winged bird that was circling in the sky. He also smiled and said confidently, "Brother, look at which bird in the sky is still here. It means that he's still dead and leaving, and we just need to catch him... Interrogate him and find out how he managed to break through to the next realm in such a short period of time, and how he managed to cultivate such a powerful technique. It's only a matter of time before we become Saints."

Hearing this, the temperamental middle-aged man looked at the Heavenly Wing Bird in the sky and coldly snorted, "I hope so."

Hearing this, Hong Feng raised his head and looked at the Heavenly Wing Bird in the sky from afar. His hatred towards this Heavenly Wing Bird and Battle Saint had increased a little.

Because this bird was completely selling him. Without them, these people might not be able to find him, but with this bird. He had completely disappeared without a trace.

Gritting his teeth, he did not have the time to refine the spirit grass he swallowed. His body was like a stream of light as he rushed over.

The short-tempered bearded man said, "You guys search for him. This kid must be in some remote place. Find him and bring him to me. If I die, I want to see his corpse. If he's alive, I want to see him."

Suddenly, Hong Feng flew out from the side of the two men, and in an instant, he was dozens of meters away from them.

A gust of strong wind swept past. The irritable middle-aged man also cursed, "Why is there a sudden gust of wild wind?"

"Big brother, big brother, man. Man. Man." A surprised voice said.

" Human, my ass. Aren't all of us humans? Hurry up and find him for laozi!" The short-bearded man said.

"Big brother, he's the one we're looking for." He said with a bit of grievance.

The temperamental middle-aged man immediately followed his line of sight and saw that Hong Feng had already run several hundred meters away while the two of them were talking.

He also scolded, "Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? At the same time, he chased after ___ like a ray of light."

Following behind him were dozens of powerhouses. The weakest Beginner Battle Master, the strongest seven thousand Battle Master warriors, and the bad-tempered bearded man.

Hong Feng had no intention of fighting with them. The injuries in his body had not healed yet, so it was inappropriate for him to fight.

A group of them chased after him, and one ran after him.

All of a sudden, a man appeared in front of Hong Feng. This man was a Battle Master with eight thousand combat strength. Even if it was a one on one battle, Hong Feng could at most kill a thousand enemies, but he would still lose eight hundred of his own. Furthermore, with so many people chasing after him, Hong Feng immediately changed his direction. He rushed towards the other side.

With the addition of this Battle Master with 8000 combat strength, the situation turned around in an instant. Hong Feng actually couldn't outrun him, and he had no choice but to fight.

All of a sudden, Hong Feng saw the forest he had dreamt of in the distance. Without saying a word, Hong Feng went straight into the forest.

Hong Feng had no idea where he had gone, because he followed the route back to the Ye Clan. Without the protection of the Saints, Hong Feng would definitely die. Therefore, he changed the route and came to a place that he didn't even know about.

Three hundred meters! A Battle Master with eight thousand combat strength was only three hundred meters away from him. And that forest was at least ten kilometers away from him.

With such a long distance, Hong Feng didn't know if he would be able to reach the forest by the time he caught up.

Two hundred and thirty meters! At this moment, he was still ten kilometers away from the forest.

A group of Battle Master warriors with seven thousand combat strength were thrown far away, several kilometers away from Hong Feng.

The only threat to Hong Feng was this Battle Master with eight thousand combat strength.

Time was of the essence. Hong Feng knew that if he was caught, he would die. Although he could perish together with any one of them, he still couldn't defend against the group attack of so many people.

In the blink of an eye, a minute had passed. The Battle Master who was in hot pursuit was only about a hundred meters away from Hong Feng.

However, Hong Feng was five kilometers away from a huge forest.

In such a short period of time, Hong Feng wasn't sure if he could enter the forest. However, Hong Feng knew that as long as he entered the forest, his safety would be greatly guaranteed.

Swoosh!

The sound of air being torn could be heard as they flew above. There were many mercenaries below who were looking for opportunities in the forest. When they heard the sound of air being torn apart, they hurriedly looked towards the sky.

The passerby exclaimed, "These two people don't want their lives anymore? Flying in the Misty Mountain Range, they really don't know what death is."

Someone immediately stopped him, "Look at their speed. These two men aren't weak. They are at least six thousand Battle Master warriors. You should be careful. If they hear you, they can just casually slap you to death."

The passerby shut his mouth obediently and remained silent.

However, Hong Feng also heard their conversation. He thought to himself, "Misty Mountain Range? This is clearly a large forest, what does it have to do with Misty Mountain Range?"

The group of people who were chasing after them were also uncertain when they saw Misty Mountain Range.

Someone said, "Are we still chasing?"

"Pursuing? Pursuing my ass! There was no difference between flying over to Misty Mountain Range and seeking death. Besides, even if you catch up to him, are you sure you can kill him? Even if you can kill him, are you sure you can get what you want?" The temperamental middle-aged man cursed.

Hearing this, the group of people also stopped walking.

Hong Feng didn't know what the group of people behind him were talking about. He looked at the eight thousand Battle Master warriors who had less than twenty meters of combat strength. He also knew that he wouldn't be able to charge in anymore.

He stopped walking and turned around to look at the eight thousand Combat Strength Battle Master. He said, "You have been chasing me for so long. I think you should also give your life to me, right?"

This eight thousand Combat Strength Battle Master looked at Hong Feng and didn't want to fight anymore. With lingering fear in his heart, he looked at the Misty Mountain Range behind Hong Feng and said, "Qianqiu. I don't want to live with the secret skill, as long as you give me the holy artifact. I'll turn around and leave. "

A cold look flashed across Hong Feng's eyes. He thought to himself, "If it's possible, when I found out who the secret was, I chose the holy artifact. I have to kill him alive."

If it was a divine ability or ultimate move, someone would be tempted. However, there weren't many people, because the title of King Clan was still a bit useful. However, at this moment, once the holy artifact was used, the name of the Royal Family would be useless. The number of experts chasing after Hong Feng would also increase by countless times. Therefore, Hong Feng hated the person who leaked the secret.

Chiaki spoke up once again when she saw Hong Feng pondering this. "Are you going to give it to me or not?"

Hong Feng went up and immediately used [Slash].

The other techniques were completely useless against an Eighth Level Battle Master expert. Only the [Slash] would be able to cause substantial damage to him.

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