Zhuo Bufan stood in the air and shook his head and said.
Adolf reached out to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Zhuo Bufan angrily.
The long-famous strong man was defeated by a boy from the Dragon Kingdom, which made Adolf feel extremely humiliated.
"What's your name?" Adolf suddenly asked.
He knew that he might not be able to keep the other party today.
"Zhuo Ershou." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
After all, if you talk about your real name and the title of Shadow Killing, as long as you are interested, it is easy for you to go to Longguo to investigate his background. You may attack his family at that time. Although your family has the protection of the magician from the Star Gate,
But in order not to cause too much trouble, Zhuo Bufan still did not reveal his name and nickname.
"Second Young Master?" Adolf clenched his fists, "If you don't kill me, I will come to find you."
"I said, you helped me a lot today. I won't kill you today, but next time... you won't have such good luck."
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he suddenly frowned.
Thirty kilometers away, a powerful force was coming towards him at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound.
"What a powerful force, is the innate power?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned, turned into a meteor, and immediately flew in the opposite direction, quickly disappearing from Adolf's sight.
In less than ten seconds, a black shadow appeared in Zhuo Bufan's position just now, and then fell down. He looked at Adolf on the ground and frowned tightly.
"Sir, why are you here?" Adolf frowned and knelt down on one knee, showing an extremely respectful expression.
In front of him was a Western man about 1.9 meters tall, with blonde curly hair and blue eyes. He looked about in his early twenties, but his actual age was definitely not the only one.
The man stood in front of Adolf, making Adolf feel a great pressure. Within a radius of 100 meters, the man was like the sun and a god, and could control anything and even kill him with just one thought.
"Where is that person?"
"He ran away."
The president frowned. The other party could find himself coming in advance, obviously his mental power was very strong.
The president looked at Zhuo Bufan's escape with his eyes and said lightly: "Little guy, you can't escape."
After saying that, the president turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky, immediately chasing Zhuo Bufan at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound.
Zhuo Bufan was flying in the air, and his mental power could feel a powerful force ten kilometers behind him, and his speed was getting faster and faster, constantly approaching him.
"What a powerful force, it is probably not much different from the strength of the last time Master Qingxuan came." Zhuo Bufan was secretly surprised, not expecting that there was such a strong person in the West.
With his current strength, he can't deal with such a strong man at all.
"escape."
Zhuo Bufan now has only one thought in his mind.
In addition to facing the Qingxuan Sect Master last time, this is the first time Zhuo Bufan has encountered such a strong man in a Western country, making him feel so embarrassed.
"You can't escape."
A slightly hoarse voice suddenly appeared in Zhuo Bufan's mind.
The other party should have noticed his mental power and was using his mental power to talk to him.
"It's so fast. If this continues, he will definitely catch up with me soon." Zhuo Bufan frowned secretly.
"Now I can only fight one."
Zhuo Bufan thought of this and dispersed a divine thought, condensed a blood-colored knife, but it seemed a little blurry than the completely condensed demon sword. With a whoosh, the knife appeared out of thin air and rushed to the rear at a super fast speed.
The president flew in the air, surpassing the speed of sound, everything around him seemed to become still at super fast speed, and he had not used all his power.
"Um?"
Suddenly, the president's eyes narrowed and saw a blood-colored knife coming from the front, as fast as lightning. With the speed of his own movement, the speed of the two was almost twice the speed of sound.
The Blood-colored Sword is condensed by Zhuo Bufan's spiritual consciousness, so you can naturally see the president's appearance. The other party is a young and handsome foreign young man. The Blood-colored Sword comes at a speed that exceeds twice the speed of sound, and the two are only a hundred meters.
The distance is almost less than one-sixth of a second, and the blood-colored knife can hit the opponent.
Even a strong man innately can't make corresponding preparations and judgments under such rapid conditions.
"Success?"
Zhuo Bufan looked secretly happy.
But suddenly, a golden light flashed across the head of the president's forehead, spewing out a golden light, which actually hit the blood-colored knife directly. As the two collided, the blood-colored knife immediately collapsed, and the golden light disappeared.
Zhuo Bufan's body, flying in the air, trembled suddenly.
Zhuo Bufan immediately calmed down and was shocked that the other party actually had mental power no less than his.
You should know that mental power is one of Zhuo Bufan's trump cards, and he has helped Zhuo Bufan escape from crisis several times. Unexpectedly, he met a guy with the same strength and mental power this time.
"It seems that I really underestimated the strong people on earth." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth.
He tried his best to continue flying forward, pulling a long mark of air behind him.
"Little guy, it's really interesting."
A strange smile appeared on the corner of the president's mouth, "If such a powerful mental power is absorbed, it may be able to increase my strength to a higher level again."
After saying that, the president increased his speed again and chased him at nearly twice the speed of sound.
The two were about ten kilometers apart, and the other party was twice the speed of sound. Zhuo Bufan barely approached the speed of sound. If this continues, the other party can catch up with him in less than half a minute.
"Is the psychic person who exceeds the SS level a god? It is comparable to an innate existence?"
Zhuo Bufan felt a little angry.
After all, after rebirth, almost all the people he met were crushed by him. This was the first time he was so depressed and was chased by someone.
"Little guy, don't resist in vain." A hoarse voice came again.
Faced with such a strong man, Zhuo Bufan was not sure of defeating the opponent, let alone killing the opponent. Now there is only one way, and it is the most risky way.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. In less than ten seconds, the other party will catch up with him.
"I can only give it a try."
Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and hit his mental power. He grabbed the front with both hands, as if he had grabbed something, and suddenly pulled his arms a hundred meters ahead. A black hole suddenly appeared. Zhuo Bufan accelerated his speed.
, absorbed by the black hole, and then the black hole closed immediately.
Ten seconds later, a blurry afterimage appeared at the position where Zhuo Bufan had just appeared, and then he gradually stared at a blond man 1.9 meters tall appeared here.
"I clearly locked him just now, how could his breath suddenly disappear?"
The president frowned, and a golden mark like a needle appeared between his eyebrows. The invisible mental power spread out like a huge fishing net, covering an area of 30 kilometers.
"No trace, he can't have walked so fast?" (To be continued)