Two hundred and twentieth chapters deep into the miasma
Chen Fan took the initiative to step aside and narrowed her eyes to pay attention to Zhao Yu's every move. A light green light first appeared on her palm, and then the light expanded rapidly. The wind was invisible and difficult to capture with the naked eye, but it condensed in
The energy fluctuation in Zhao Yu's hand seemed to have turned into substance, containing an extremely strong and dangerous aura.
"As expected of Zhao Yu!" Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart. He and Zhao Yu evolved almost on the same day, but the energy stored in Zhao Yu's body was stronger than that of Chen Fan. Both of them were first-level aliens.
A capable person, but if it comes to attack methods alone, Zhao Yu's skills are undoubtedly much more practical than Chen Fan's.
A large area of wind blade was taking shape in Zhao Yu's hand. Since her task was only to blow away these peach blossom miasma, but not to completely tear them apart, Chen Fan did not appreciate the full power of the wind blade, only the cyan color was visible.
The beam of light began to fade, followed by a very violent hurricane. The hurricane drove the surrounding dense fog to gradually drift away, and actually opened up a relatively complete space among the countless colorful air masses.
"Quickly leave!" The moment the peach blossom miasma was blown away by the strong wind created by Zhao Yu, Chen Fan's eyelids twitched and he immediately gave orders to the people around him. After what happened to the previous person, others would naturally not question his thoughts.
, so under the leadership of Zhou Tao, he forced his way into the miasma formation.
Chen Fan was the last one to leave. After all, such a large-scale peach blossom miasma is not that easy to break. Zhao Yu had to work hard to create such a strong wind, and when she kept using her powers, her reaction ability and other
Abilities will be drastically reduced.
Chen Fan did not dare to be careless and guarded Zhao Yu at all times, while Zhao Yu released wind energy as she walked. A strong wind flow condensed in her hands, blowing away all the floating peach blossom obstacles.
However, Zhao Yu's attack range was limited and could not blow away these pervasive poisonous gases too far, so Zhao Yu had to stop and constantly use his abilities every time he walked.
After proceeding alternately like this, about two hundred meters forward, Zhao Yu gradually felt that the energy in her body could no longer support it. No matter how talented she was, she was only a first-level superpower after all, and she could not control her superpowers as she wished.
Yu's face began to sweat, and she glared at Chen Fan angrily and said, "When will this continue? Do you want to exhaust me to death?"
Chen Fan pursed his lips tightly and said, "It is estimated that there is still nearly three to four hundred meters ahead. We can only rely on your wind blade. You must persevere. Only when we pass through the Peach Blossom Miasma can we truly enter the Death Canyon!"
Zhao Yu lightly stomped his feet and said, "Smelly man, I don't have enough physical strength to last for such a long time!"
"Then let's speed up!" Chen Fan looked around and found that the poisonous miasma around him still had no tendency to decrease. Instead, it became more and more intense. Even he could smell the core area of the peach blossom miasma deep inside.
There was a trace of danger.
These peach blossom miasma have existed here for at least a thousand years. Zhao Yu's ability alone cannot completely blow them away. He can only use the wind blade to create a defensive circle that can roughly accommodate everyone.
There is still a miasma and poisonous gas outside the circle. Anyone who inhales it will not feel good. The poisonous gas in this miasma is very violent, violent enough to threaten the lives of superpowers, not to mention ordinary people who have not evolved.
, any small contact can be fatal.
This is the real danger.
"Everyone, we must speed up. Let's run a little more!" Realizing the current situation, Chen Fan immediately raised his voice and shouted. Then he actually picked up Zhao Yu with one hand, put it on his shoulders, and walked toward him.
Running wildly in confusion.
"Madman, let me down quickly!" Zhao Yu stopped using the wind shield for a moment, and Chen Fan's speed was so fast. She didn't react until Chen Fan carried him on his shoulders, and let out a short scream.
exclamation.
Chen Fan shouted in a deep voice, "Stop talking, it will be more efficient if I take you with me!"
Under the leadership of Chen Fan, the large army hurriedly walked through the depths of the Peach Blossom Miasma. His footsteps were so fast that he almost ran at the speed of running. Although Chen Fan carried a person on his shoulders, his speed was hardly affected.
Except for the group of four who could easily keep up without blushing or breathing, the rest of the group didn't have it so easy.
This was the result of Chen Fan deliberately lowering his speed. If he really ran at full speed, even a group of four people might not be able to catch him. In this run, the person at the back would naturally have a hard time, and most of the soldiers would still be able to catch him.
Well, after all, they often participate in armed cross-country, and they can keep up with Chen Fan's pace despite gritting their teeth. On the contrary, people like Wang Feng and Xia Meng simply don't have such physical strength and endurance, so the more they run, the more difficult they feel.
"Wait for me, don't leave me behind!" Under the large-scale collective rush, some people were naturally left at the back. There was a slightly older middle-aged man who fell because he didn't see his feet clearly.
When he got up again, he found that the large army had run away, and he chased them while shouting like a slaughtering pig.
It was not that Chen Fan didn't hear the cry for help coming from behind, but he didn't dare to slow down at all. As the wind blade continued, Zhao Yu's physical strength gradually failed to keep up. Although Chen Fan kept paying attention to his feet, he did not go there.
Looking at Zhao Yu's expression, the face of the woman being carried on her shoulders was filled with large drops of sweat, and all of them fell on Chen Fan's face.
Zhao Yu will soon reach his limit. If Chen Fan cannot send everyone out of the area surrounded by the poisonous miasma before then, I am afraid that these elite troops in the human world will collapse in an instant, and none of them will survive.
one.
There are only one hundred meters left!
Chen Fan gritted his teeth and was preparing for the final sprint. As his speed increased, the large army was gradually pulled away. Seeing that he not only refused to listen, but also had a tendency to speed up, Zhou Tao hurriedly shouted,
"Chen Fan, don't run so fast yet, someone has already been pulled away!"
"I know!" Chen Fan responded to him in a deep voice, but did not stop at all. Seeing this, Wang Yi couldn't help shaking his lips again, and said with hatred, "MD, why doesn't this guy think about others at all?
Not everyone can keep up with his perverted speed."
"Wait for me...wait for me...ah!" After these two seconds of delay, the person at the back of the large group had turned from a cry for help into a scream. This scream of screams gnawed at everyone's eardrums.
, was like a powerful catalyst, most people's faces turned pale, but their feet invisibly sped up a few minutes.
At this time, Chen Fan had already rushed to the last fifty meters. With his speed, it would only take an instant to complete the sprint. However, Chen Fan still left everyone behind. He deliberately slowed down and his face turned pale.
Zhao Yu said, "Hold on a little longer and give the people behind you some opportunities." (To be continued)