If you don't take action, it's enough. If you do, it will be amazing.
This is Xiao Qiuqiu, and this little guy once again made Feng Hao look at him with admiration.
It has no attack ability, but its speed is absolutely invincible. It can ignore defense, but has no power at all. Otherwise, those men would not be blinded, but would directly shoot their heads.
Therefore, they looked miserable, but in fact they did not suffer any serious injuries. The blood stains on their bodies were just flesh wounds. The most serious injury was still on their eyes.
They should be blind for the rest of their lives!
"This little thing..."
Feng Hao did not expect that his life would be saved by this little thing this time. He was so happy that he quickly mobilized the properties of the medicine in Shen Nong's Pharmacopoeia to quickly repair all the wounds inside and outside the body.
He must escape!
Although the little guy caused them panic, he couldn't stop them. When they realized it, he would still die. He must cherish this precious time!
...
"Such a psychic!"
Seeing the human look in the little ball's eyes, the old man felt a chill in his heart, which made him even more determined to capture it.
"Master, kill it!"
After being glanced at casually by Xiao Qiuqiu, Tan Run's heart was filled with excitement, and he turned sideways and said to the old man.
"I have my own sense of proportion."
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and did not take his words to heart, thinking about the arrest strategy in his heart.
Such a young beast is gifted with speed that puts even the old man to shame, and is so psychic, so it must not be an ordinary high-level wild beast...
Could it be the descendant of the legendary holy beast?
Just a thought, the old man's calm mind became excited, and his breathing became a little short.
The holy beast is a great evil that can compete with the saint!
A cub possesses such talent, which makes the old man's thoughts wander far away.
If I could have this cub...
Just thinking about it made him excited.
He squeezed his hands slightly, and a majestic mountain-like aura slowly rose up, attacking the little ball from all directions and enveloping it.
The little ball he saw was sitting there without any reaction, and the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth became even wider.
He slowly gathered his power, layer by layer, gradually narrowing the distance. However, he did not notice the flash of disdain in the bright eyes of the little ball.
"Rumble!..."
It was majestic, like a mountain collapsing, and the surrounding ground immediately sank by as much as half a meter, and the area of subsidence slowly approached the small ball...
Ten meters...
seven meters...
five meters...
Three meters...
One meter...
Little Qiuqiu still didn't move, as if he didn't feel the changes in his surroundings. He also seemed to have no way to escape and was captured without any help.
Looking at the confident smile on the old man's face, Tan Run frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.
A cub shouldn't be able to escape the confinement of a Martial King, right?
With an inadvertent glance, he saw that Feng Hao, who was already dying, stood up, smiled strangely at him, and flashed towards the core area of the Wild Dragon Territory like a phantom.
Looking at the little beast sitting still, an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
"Master, Hao Fen escaped!"
Tan Run shouted loudly, his voice full of urgency.
This is a conspiracy, using the little beast as bait in exchange for time for him to recover, and at this time, he has succeeded!
Thinking of this, he suddenly shuddered.
"He can't escape!"
The old man naturally noticed Feng Hao's movements. His face was solemn, with a hint of disdain hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he tightened his hands faster.
In his opinion, it was no less than a fantasy that a person with a dirty martial arts sect could escape from his grasp.
This is trust in one's own strength.
"Rumble!..."
The thunder was rolling, and the area over there had collapsed by about one meter. In the space around it, there were energy ripples visible to the naked eye that were slowly advancing.
Half a meter...
At this time, Xiao Qiuqiu stood up, gave the old man a look that looked stupid, and turned into a white shadow, flying towards the direction where Feng Hao disappeared.
That layer of energy barrier that was several meters thick actually seemed to be nothing, and it didn't even slow down.
"this..."
The old man was stunned, his eyes widened, and there was an incredible look in his eyes, "You actually have such a talent..."
He was breathing rapidly and his body was shaking with excitement.
Descendants of the Holy Beast!
He was almost certain.
If he were not a descendant of a holy beast, how could he have such a talent?
"He escaped, he actually escaped!"
Tan Run's eyes trembled and he mumbled to himself in a dull voice.
He did not expect that under such circumstances, Feng Hao could actually escape death. Such an enemy made him sincerely frightened.
"Master, we can't let him go. We must not let that kid go!"
He screamed hysterically, his eyes full of ferociousness and murderous intent.
"Don't worry, he can't escape!"
The old man's eyes flashed, as if he could detect everything. A sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "It seems that I have to kill that kid first and make him ownerless before I can surrender!"
"You guys wait here, I'll be back as soon as I can!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared instantly, leaving Tan Run and a few blind men behind.
...
In the jungle, there was a deathly silence, and even the roar of the insect beasts disappeared. It seemed that there was something they were afraid of here. Whenever they were close to a hundred miles, they would just turn around and leave, not daring to step in even half a step.
"Whoosh!"
A white shadow came over and stood on Feng Hao's shoulder.
"Are you already chasing me?"
Upon seeing the arrival of the little ball, Feng Hao knew that the old man in the Martial King realm must have caught up with him, and without looking back, he headed towards the core of the Wild Dragon Territory.
It was just a small amount, a stream; the pressure that made his hair stand on end came down from behind him.
"Boom!"
Feng Hao was already on guard. At this time, all the bones in his back were shattered, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be cracked. The severe pain made his eyesight go black, he vomited blood and flew backwards, nearly a hundred meters away.
After knocking down several towering ancient trees, it stopped. The man passed out and lay motionless in a pool of blood.
"snort!"
The figure flashed, and the old man hurried over. Looking at Feng Hao, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he snorted disdainfully. Just when he was about to add a palm, a sudden change occurred.
"Ouch!..."
Just like the resurrection of a real dragon, the dragon roared for nine days. Within thousands of miles, all the beasts surrendered. They all knelt down and trembled, and all looked at the same area with fearful eyes.
That’s the Wild Dragon Territory!
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