Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

"Shoo!"

I saw Han Feng urging "Wandering Dragon Step", but the speed was not very fast, it looked more like wandering aimlessly in the streets and alleys.

But his insight is firmly in control of everything around him, it can be described as mercury dripping into the ground, pervasive!

Moreover, although Han Feng's speed is not fast, every time he moves forward and backward, it is so abrupt and unexpected!

Wandering in a dragon step, as fast as a dragon and sweeping the sea, as slow as a butterfly dance!

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it has already been dumped at this moment.

But the person behind Han Feng has not been thrown away, not even once!

"It seems that I have met a master!"

Han Feng's expression was calm, but he was muttering in his heart, secretly thinking about how to change his position.

As everyone knows, the person following Han Feng has already complained in his heart.

I thought it would be an easy task to follow a teenager who was not in the Black Tortoise realm and bring him back.

With own means, even with a Black Tortoise Practitioner for a lifetime, I am afraid that I will not be discovered.

But whoever came up with it, he only took a few steps, and he was stunned.

This kid, even like a kite with a broken line, has no way of action at all, and his body can be said to be unreasonable.

When you thought that this young man was going to the east, he suddenly changed his direction. When you looked back and chased, you found out that this young man was walking towards the south.

"I boast that in Yan Country, no one can match my tracking methods! But this is only an hour, and I have been chasing in the wrong direction several times!"

The man whispered to himself, if he hadn't relied on the strength of the Earth Martial Realm and forcibly chased it back, I was afraid that he would have lost it if he didn't hold on for a few breaths!

But even so, he was so depressed to go crazy!

Several times, he couldn't wait, he wanted to jump out and plunder the boy directly, but he still held the idea of ​​not admitting defeat in his heart.

Is it possible that the Practitioner, who is the pinnacle of his martial realm, will be played around by a young man?

"Humph!"

The man snorted, but unexpectedly found that the boy in Tsing Yi was completely gone in front of own.

"What! Lost it!"

After the time, the man's face became pale with a brush, his eyes were constantly jumping, but in the alleys, the shadow of the boy in Tsing Yi could not be found.

"My Lord! What task did you arrange for me? This young man is very enchanting!"

The man screamed in his heart, but there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from his ears.

"Who?"

The man screamed, his body violent, and the strength and aura of the tyrannical half-step Heavenly Martial Realm instantly revealed, and he rushed towards the distance.

"Half-step Tianwu? Very strong! Who told you to come?"

Han Feng said, his face is hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see his expression, but in those bright and deep star eyes, there is a scrutiny gaze, looking at the person who has been following him for a long time.

This person was dressed in black and was thin, but there was a powerful force in his body.

"It's my Patriarch, he invites you to the teahouse for a gathering!"

The black-clothed man was shocked and looked back at Han Feng, his face full of shock.

Before the boy's eyes, Own's whereabouts were completely exposed, and a sense of loss suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Your Patriarch, who is it?" Han Feng asked, frowning slightly.

"Xiaoyao Wang Shizi, Lin Yao!" The black-clothed man said truthfully.

"Huh? Take me there!"

Hearing this, a gleam of light appeared in Han Fengxing's eyes, and he spoke.

This Xiaoyao Wang Lin Yao gave Han Feng a very uncomfortable feeling. He once sent assassins twice to assassinate himself. This old account can be remembered by Han Feng!

"Come with me!"

The black-clothed man was also unambiguous. After dropping this sentence, the surrounding space twisted and fluctuated, and then disappeared in a flash.

"What a victorious guy!"

Upon seeing this, Han Feng shook his head and smiled, his figure flashed, and he followed closely behind.

Late at night, people are quiet!

In the originally quiet space, two gusts of wind suddenly rolled up and sand was blown up.

And this wind, coming extremely fast, and going extremely fast, just a few breaths of time.

No one thought that in this gust of wind, there seemed to be nothing, but there were actually two figures galloping one after the other.

I saw the speed of the black man's Ascension reached the extreme, and the breath of the top of the earth lingered on his body, but his face was ugly.

Han Feng’s previous actions made him feel dissatisfied, but this was after all the guest invited by the Lord. He did not dare to do anything, so he breeze to wipe out the boy in Tsing Yi in other ways!

Tracking is not good, then from the speed, find the Face!

I thought that this young man would definitely fall behind him, throwing it far away.

Unexpectedly, this Tsing Yi boy had an incomparably superb ghostly pace, and the phantom of the dragon was lingering on his feet.

"That's a heavenly weapon!"

The black-clothed man was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief, he once again Ascensioned his speed to the extreme, but helplessly, this young man was still unhurried, always keeping a five-foot distance behind him!

This made the man who was still striving to win, feeling extremely frustrated, and cursed in a low voice: "Is this guy a monster?"

Han Feng's expression was calm, and he followed behind slowly, not paying attention to it.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, but within a quarter of an hour, they ran from the east to the west of the city and arrived in front of a tea house.

"What floor?"

When the black-clothed man was still at his Ascension own speed, a light voice came from his ears, which contained Spirit Power, which could be clearly heard even in the strong wind.

"Top!" The black man replied involuntarily.

The next moment, he immediately felt that the breath behind him disappeared, and when he looked again, he saw Han Feng stomped on the ground with his feet, jumped up, and went straight to the top floor!

This made the man in black completely shocked, and whispered in a low voice: "What a fucking evildoer!"

He came to understand that this young man was still concealed, and this speed, I am afraid that the strong of the Heavenly Martial Realm might not have it!

If it weren't because I couldn't find the location, I'm afraid I would have been thrown out of sight long ago!

At this moment, the Practitioner at the pinnacle of the Earth Martial Realm, his face was full of frustration.

"call out!"

A sound of breaking wind resounded, alarming Lin Yao, who had been waiting for a long time on the top of the tea house.

"Huh? Coming?"

Lin Yao sat in his seat, glanced back at Han Feng who had entered the teahouse, and said lightly, "Please!"

Han Feng raised his eyes and fixed his eyes on Lin Yao who was sitting at the tea table. At his table, the fragrance of tea was faint, and the smoke was lingering.

When Han Feng took his seat, Lin Yao poured him a cup of tea.

"Broken Shadow lost, right?"

After Lin Yao poured the tea, he saw that there was no man in black, and there was no surprise. He just smiled and said, "He has such a temperament. He likes to be competitive. Sometimes it's good, but it's not good."

The words were light, but there was a sense of elegance, as if everything was in Lin Yao's expectation.

"Ha ha...."

Han Feng smiled without saying a word, but looked at Lin Yao quietly.

"Come on! Taste my tea, this is tea that the secular world can't have." Lin Yao smiled.

Han Feng was not polite, and he started to drink with a toast.

"Tonight is really lively. Young Master Han Feng also lives up to the name of'Han Demolition.' This appearance is another big mansion demolition."

Lin Yao said with a smile, looking far along the window on the top floor of the tea house.

In that distance, the light soared into the sky, and there was a vague flame burning in the mansion, which was the direction of Kuangsha Villa.

"Um...defamation! Defamation again!"

Han Feng's hand toasted suddenly stopped, his face darkened, and he whispered in his heart.

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