Among the mountains and forests, the Seven-Star Saint ran all the way without looking back, his heart pounding and he was out of breath, as if he was being chased by something terrifying.
The sleeve of his right arm had been broken into two pieces at some point, revealing his strong arms and solid muscles. His long hair was messy and scattered, and he looked indescribably embarrassed.
Needless to say, the one chasing after him was naturally Zhong Wen.
The Seven-Star Saint thought that he would be able to escape with a false shot and run away unexpectedly. However, he did not expect that the young man was not only physically powerful but also incredibly fast. He came first and caught up easily.
Come up.
Despite the fact that he acted cautiously and loved life and death, he was the master of the Holy Land after all. He naturally had some arrogance in his heart. When he saw Zhong Wen pushing too hard, he couldn't help but get angry. He gritted his teeth and punched the opponent, planning to fight with him.
Fight to the death.
However, after just one punch, he realized that he had underestimated his opponent after all.
An unimaginable force came from the top of his fist. He felt pain in his right arm, his bones cracked, and his veins shattered in unknown shapes. He almost thought his arm was broken.
On the other hand, Zhong Wen still had a smile on his face, and when he faced the sage, he didn't change his expression, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all.
As a result, the Seven-Star Saint was immediately frightened out of his wits. He no longer had any thoughts of fighting, but rolled and crawled, determined to escape.
Why the hell should I lock this monster in?
Isn't this seeking death?
Beidou mistaken me!
At this moment, the Seven-Star Saint finally realized what a stupid decision it was to imprison Zhong Wen and himself in the "Jue Ling Tian Realm" at the same time.
In an environment without spiritual power, a physically invincible existence is almost invincible.
At this time, the Seven-Star Saint had only one thought in his mind, and that was to survive.
He was like a mule being whipped with a whip, he kept going and never dared to stop for a moment.
However, no matter how hard he tried, Zhong Wen's footsteps behind him still got closer and closer.
The young man's physique was astonishing. Every step he took on the ground would make a loud noise, as if even the ground was shaking slightly.
Ordinarily, with Zhong Wen's ability to control his body, he could completely restrain his strength and approach quietly, but for some unknown reason, he did not hide his whereabouts. Instead, he pursued him with great fanfare, shaking the ground, as if he was afraid that the other party would not know.
The approaching footsteps undoubtedly brought great psychological pressure to the Seven-Star Saint. The dignified Saint was actually forced to have a disordered breathing, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Can't die!
I must not die!
Damn kid!
When I get out, I will skin you, cramp you, and cut you into pieces!
A look of determination flashed in the eyes of the Seven-Star Saint. He gritted his teeth and forced out the potential in his body. His speed actually increased a few points.
However, even though he had used all his strength, the footsteps behind him did not weaken, but became louder and louder, and soon he was close at hand.
Is it true that God wants to kill me?
The Seven-Star Saint, whose physical strength was severely exhausted, couldn't help but have a sad look in his eyes, and a strong sense of despair couldn't help but surge into his heart.
Just when he was about to give up, three figures suddenly appeared in front of him, approaching quickly.
"Stop him!"
Seeing clearly that the person coming was a master from the Stranger Valley, the Seven-Star Saint was ecstatic and gave the order to the opponent without hesitation.
After seeing the scene in front of them clearly, the faces of the three people all showed surprise, but they still followed their words and decisively killed Zhong Wen.
Hearing the banging sounds of fists and kicks coming from behind, the Seven Star Saint relaxed his mind and continued running without looking back. He actually abandoned his three subordinates without caring about their safety.
The sound of footsteps and fighting became farther and farther away, and finally could no longer be heard. However, the Seven-Star Saint was still uneasy and ran wildly for a while, then gradually slowed down and listened.
"I can't die."
After making sure that Zhong Wen had been completely thrown away, he stood up slowly, his eyes extremely firm, muttering to himself, then changing direction, taking long strides, and galloping towards somewhere in the mountain forest.
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Draining water is really a technical job!
Looking at the Seven-Star Saint disappearing out of sight, Zhong Wen also breathed a sigh of relief, filled with emotions in his heart.
According to Nangong Ling's strategy, he must continue to exert tremendous pressure on the Seven Star Saint without harming the other person's life.
Only in this way can we break through the opponent's psychological defense and induce him to release the confinement of the "Ultimate Spirit Realm".
Zhong Wen had long admired the wisdom of Sister Nangong, and naturally followed the plan without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, when he actually put it into practice, he discovered that the difficulty of implementing this plan was far beyond imagination.
It's not because the Seven Star Saint is so powerful that it's difficult to subdue him, but quite the opposite.
Facing Zhong Wen's body that had been transformed by the essence and blood of the Earth Dragon and the Ninth Heavenly Thunder, the Seven-Star Saint was vulnerable and unimaginably weak without the support of his spiritual power.
Zhong Wen just punched casually, without even using half of his strength, and actually beat the strong saint until his blood surged and his muscles and bones were about to burst.
The huge gap between his physical bodies made him even faster than his opponent. Often the Seven-Star Saint would run for three or five breaths, but Zhong Wen could easily catch up with him with just one step.
Worried that the Seven-Star Saint was running too slowly and would be overtaken by him, he had to slow down and make a loud noise as a warning as a warning. In order to prevent the other party from dying in his hands, he was really worried.
Run, run quickly!
As slow as a snail!
How can a dignified saint be so vain?
Seeing that the Seven-Star Saint was unable to succeed and was about to be overtaken by him, Zhong Wen was even more anxious than him, so he almost rushed up to cheer him up.
Therefore, when the three masters of the Stranger Valley appeared, the Seven-Star Saint was happy, but Zhong Wen was even happier than him.
He wished he could rush up and hug the three of them and kiss them hard to express his gratitude.
This time, he finally learned his lesson, carefully restrained his strength, and started a "fierce confrontation" with the three people. He originally punched a child in the fight, but he was dragged away by twenty moves.
It wasn't until the Seven-Star Saint ran so far that he could barely see his shadow, Zhong Wen smiled slightly, suddenly applied more force to his hand, and with lightning speed, smashed the three people's heads in an instant.
Blood and brains mixed and spattered, and the three headless corpses fell to the ground one after another, and there was no more movement.
Zhong Wen expressionlessly touched his right hand on the mountain wall, wiped off the blood on his hand, and then hurriedly chased the Seven Star Saint in the direction of his escape.
This time, his movements were as graceful as a ghost, and he made no sound during his movements. He was completely different from his previous high-profile style.
After sneaking like a ninja for a while, the figure of the Seven-Star Saint came into sight again. Zhong Wen leaned down and showed amazing body control. Like a human gecko, he followed behind quietly without arousing the opponent's alertness at all.
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I saw the Seven-Star Saint panting heavily, stopping for a moment in the mountains and forests, and then suddenly changed his route and ran away in another direction.
About half a moment later, he suddenly stopped beside a giant tree deep in the forest, looked around warily, then squatted down, pulled out the sword he had taken from Saint Lingxiao, and started digging up the soil.
, completely unaware of the gaze from behind.
After digging for a while, he looked happy and suddenly put his right hand into the pit and fiddled with it a few times. He actually pulled out a round ball about the size of a tennis ball and completely white.
He held the ball in his palm, as if he wanted to crush it. Just as he was about to exert force with his right hand, a look of hesitation suddenly appeared on his face.
This ball is naturally the realm-breaking ball that Zhong Wen once mentioned to Nangong Ling, which can lift the "Jue Ling Heaven Realm".
Having just been forced into desperation, the Seven-Star Saint wanted to retrieve the realm-breaking ball and crush it to restore his spiritual power and escape.
However, once he got the boundary-breaking ball, he hesitated again.
If the "Jue Ling Tian Yue" is lifted at this time, Beidou's plan will fall short, all strategic arrangements of the "Seven Star Pavilion" will be completely disrupted, and the outcome of this war will become unpredictable.
Anyway, I have gotten rid of that boy.
If you can delay it for a moment, then delay it for a moment!
Thinking of this, his right hand holding the realm-breaking ball unconsciously dropped to his side, intending to find a safe place to hide and wait and see what happens.
However, as soon as he turned around, a handsome and smiling face appeared in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, a fist as big as a sandbag came towards him, hitting him hard on the face with thunderous and lightning-like force.
This punch was so ferocious and powerful that the Seven-Star Saint felt a sharp pain coming from his cheek, and he involuntarily flew backwards. With a "bang", he directly hit the giant tree behind him into two pieces.
At the same time, he felt a light touch on his right palm, and the domain-breaking ball originally held in his hand disappeared.