World Wide Martial Art

It's just that Zhu Haoran obviously didn't notice the situation on Ye Feng's side. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

"You answered correctly, he is a dead man now." Ye Feng's voice rang in Zhu Haoran's ears. At this moment, Zhu Haoran saw Zhang Biao falling to the ground.

"What? What's going on?"

For a moment, Zhu Haoran was confused.

"Go down and ask him yourself." Ye Feng said with a smile.

While speaking, Ye Feng ran towards Zhu Haoran, but he did not take action directly. Instead, he feinted and moved quickly in front of Zhu Haoran.

It immediately blocked Zhu Haoran's path. If he continued to flee forward, he would definitely bump into Ye Feng.

If there was no flaming lion chasing him behind him at ordinary times, Zhu Haoran would naturally not be afraid of Ye Feng's obstruction. But at this moment, as long as his figure slowed down a little, the flaming lion would pounce on him without hesitation.

Although Youlong's pace was exquisite, Zhu Haoran's speed was only slightly faster than the Flame Lion King. The man and the beast were only a few feet apart, and he could even feel the flaming breath coming from behind.

Zhu Haoran glared at Ye Feng fiercely, moved two steps to the right, and changed direction, intending to avoid Ye Feng.

After running forward only a few feet, he was shocked to find that the road in front of him was blocked by the half-step innate boy again.

Evil door.

"Your motherfucker."

Zhu Haoran cursed angrily and hurriedly turned left. These two changes of direction, although the delay was at most one or two breaths each time, had already brought the Flame Lion King to an extremely dangerous point.

A snort.

The armor made of vitality was torn open by the Lion King's claws.

It was too late, but it was too late. Zhu Haoran gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, he increased his speed by 20%, to the extreme. Only then could he avoid the blazing lion king's attack, and once again Create a small distance.

"Fortunately, my body skills are so impressive in the Northern Han Dynasty that no one can compare with me. Damn it, when I find the opportunity, I will kill this hateful boy with a thousand knives."

He lowered his head and walked quickly while cursing fiercely.

"What did you say?" A relaxed voice suddenly came from my ear.

Zhu Haoran turned sideways in shock, the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrank, and there was a ghostly expression in his eyes.

Because he saw, not far away on the other side, the face of the hateful boy in his mouth with a slight smile was particularly clear, and he was actually running side by side with him.

How can this be?

What he used was the Zhu family's unique skill, the high-grade Xuan-level Wandering Dragon Movement.

Among the younger generation in the Northern Han Dynasty, few could surpass him in speed, and the speed bonus he had just improved with the help of blood essence was still there. How could this kid catch up with his unparalleled speed?

Look at the smile on his lips, relaxed and relaxed, could it be that... he still has some energy left?

Ye Feng answered Zhu Haoran's doubts with actions.

Under the horrifying gaze of the other party, Ye Feng's pace suddenly accelerated, surpassing Zhu Haoran by more than ten feet in an instant, and once again blocking his escape position.

Just like the previous times.

In other words, if Zhu Haoran continues to go straight, he will inevitably hit Ye Feng.

This kid is really annoying. It's not a question of whether to block the road or not. This is just a matter of playing tricks on himself.

Damn it.

I wish Haoran could be evil and courageous.

If we hit him, we'll hit him, no matter how many seconds it takes, we must kill this kid.

His pace suddenly accelerated again, and he rushed towards Ye Feng desperately. As he ran, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he gathered his energy and slashed out with one blow.

The powerful momentum caused the surrounding air to roar.

"Want to fight hard?"

Ye Feng noticed the power contained in this knife.

This person was not weak in strength. However, seeing this person's movements of concentrating his energy, Ye Feng just smiled slightly. When the light of the sword struck down, he moved to the side lightly and easily avoided the sharp blow. .

"Bang!"

The light from the long knife struck where Ye Feng was just now, creating a deep and long huge crater.

Seeing that Ye Feng had wisely moved away, Zhu Haoran couldn't help but smile sinisterly, "Damn it, don't hide away if you can, brat. You have blocked my way again and again, and I thought you weren't afraid of death..."

"Really? I wonder if you're afraid of death!" Hearing the curse, Ye Feng didn't take it seriously and pointed behind him.

In the innate stage, one cannot yet be able to send and receive Yuan Power freely. No matter who it is, once they gather their energy, their movements will inevitably slow down. Although Ye Feng did not block Zhu Haoran's path, his goal has been achieved.

What he wanted was the few breaths of time Zhu Haoran wasted condensing his energy.

"Roar……"

A flame swept over, covering the sky and covering the earth, directly wrapping Zhu Haoran's body inside.

"No! The vitality turns into armor!"

Feeling the surging heat, Zhu Haoran changed his color in horror, and a piece of vitality armor radiating green light appeared on his body, barely blocking out the flames spewed by the Flame Lion King.

However, the flames had already made him confused. At the moment when the vitality armor was condensed and formed, the real killing move of the Flame Lion King was approaching.

"bass……"

The sharp lion's claws, which were a foot long, penetrated the flames, and then easily tore the cyan armor. Unexpectedly, Zhu Haoran's chest was pierced by the lion's claws.

"ah……"

There were screams in the fire, and in an instant, he turned into a burning man. Then he was picked into the mouth of the Flame Lion King. After a few "chirps, chirps", he was gone.

Ye Feng was stunned. The Lion King moved too fast. Damn it, the storage ring hadn't been peeled off from his hand yet.

The fight here was shaking, but Tang Chuxue and Han Lun on the other side were relatively calm.

The inscriptionist's fight was so civilized. Both of them used their own mental attacks. A yellow light and a colored light came and went quietly, without any smoke, but full of danger.

As the number one genius in the Northern Han Dynasty, Han Lun's mental strength has reached level eight, which is even higher than that of Tang Chuxue. However, Tang Chuxue possesses extremely rare spiritual martial arts talent, which can be easily resolved by the colorful divine light every time. Han Lun's attack.

The two rays of light were locked in a stalemate. Although Tang Chuxue's colorful divine light had the upper hand, it was unable to win directly in a short period of time.

However, at this moment, Han Lun's eyes showed a look of fear.

Because he discovered that Zhu Haoran and Zhang Biao, who had entered this place with him, were actually taken care of by that half-step innate boy in such a short period of time.

A man and a beast were already walking towards them.

Especially the coercion displayed by the Flame Lion King was overwhelming. Han Lun's breathing was rapid and his mind was tense to the limit. His mental power inevitably paused briefly.