Chapter 362 Dragnet 1

Style: Fantasy Author: Xin Xing XiaoyaoWords: 3297Update Time: 24/01/13 02:48:16
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Next, Jian Chen used the holy power of light to start healing himself. Since he had previously lost a lot of "gods" while sealing the dark power of White Tiger Rum Guinness without recovering it, he was now unable to heal the injuries in his body at once. After being fully cured, he had to stop after only half of the cure. Then he hugged the little white tiger and found a secret cave to hide, and immediately regained his lost spirit.

The ancestor of the Heiyun family was seriously injured and escaped. Since he knew his position, Jian Chen didn't know when the ancestor of the Heiyun family would send reinforcements to deal with him, so now he must let himself recover as soon as possible. Only with enough strength could he have the capital to escape. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to escape very far with a seriously injured body, but he would also not be able to cope once he was overtaken by a strong man like Sky Saint Master.

Jian Chen spent a day to finally recover his exhausted spirit, and then immediately controlled the holy power of light to heal himself.

Since Jian Chen's spirit had been strengthened a lot, the light holy power he controlled was also more powerful. Although he was seriously injured, it only took him an hour and a half to recover as before.

After the injury was fully recovered, Jian Chen did not rest, and immediately took out a fifth-level magic core from the space ring and began to replenish the lost holy power. In the battle with the Sky Saint Master, he used the Heaven-Searching Creation Technique to increase his combat effectiveness by three times, but the price was also huge. The consumption of holy power was three times that of normal circumstances. In addition, his holy power was originally He had not recovered to his peak, so after this fierce battle, Jian Chen was already on the verge of exhaustion.

The recovery of the Holy Power is very long. With the help of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, Jian Chen spent five hours to restore the Holy Power to its peak state.

Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up again, took out a set of clothes from the space ring and put them on himself, and then walked out of the cave with the sleeping little white tiger in his arms.

It was pitch dark outside the cave. It was early in the morning, and the poisonous gas floating in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains seemed a bit stronger than during the day. However, the poisonous gas was very weak, and it was insignificant to a strong person like the Earth Saint Master. Threats can be completely ignored.

Through the lush branches and leaves above the forest, you can clearly see the stars that fill the sky. A full moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a bright light.

Jian Chen held the sleeping little white tiger in his arms and stood in front of the hidden cave entrance and listened to the surrounding movements. After confirming that it was safe, he quietly left here. In this quiet night, Jian Chen did not dare to make any mistakes. Too much movement.

Jian Chen ran quickly in the dark forest. Along the way, he found that there were beating torches everywhere in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains. From some fragments of words, Jian Chen already knew how many Ten Thousand Poison Mountains had been destroyed. Fang's wealthy forces blocked it and used money to call many people into the Wandu Mountains to look for a man holding a small white tiger in his arms.

Jian Chen knew that the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains was no longer safe, so he didn't stop for a moment along the way, taking advantage of the cover of the dark night to leave here quietly, and then used the Thousand Instant Shadows to quickly escape into the distance.

Two hours later, Jian Chen had already traveled thousands of miles in the dark night. At this time, a city in front of him faintly appeared in Jian Chen's eyes.

Jian Chen immediately rushed towards the city, and finally came to a remote place, jumped over the city wall, and entered the city without anyone noticing.

Because it was late at night, the city was very quiet. Even the inns were closed. The huge streets were deserted and there were no ghosts.

Jian Chen hugged the little tiger and shuttled through the streets like a ghost. He soon came to a medium-sized inn, jumped up to the window on the third floor of the inn, broke the window open, and entered quietly. There was no movement at all.

In the inn, Jian Chen put the little white tiger on the bed, and then he took out a magic core and began to restore the holy power that was lost during the journey.

Early the next morning, Jian Chen disguised himself as a thirty-year-old young man again, then held the little white tiger in his arms, covered it with his clothes, and walked out of the inn in a swaggering manner.

The waiter at the inn on the first floor looked at Jian Chen's back suspiciously and murmured: "There were quite a few guests staying at the hotel yesterday. He didn't seem to be among them, right? Could it be that he came in while I was away?"

After leaving the inn, Jian Chen walked around the street for a while holding the little white tiger, which was covered by clothes, and then entered a store that specializes in food and said, "Boss, do you have fresh Monster milk for sale here?"

The owner of this shop is a frail middle-aged man about forty years old. After hearing Jian Chen's words, his expression changed. He looked at the bulging thing in Jian Chen's arms calmly, and then smiled and said : "Yes, yes, of course, we have all kinds of World of Warcraft milk. I wonder what type of milk you want, sir."

"Then bring me some tiger milk. Pack more and make it fresh. Money is not an issue." Jian Chen said without thinking.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. I'll get it for you right away." With that, the boss went into the back of the store to get busy.

Jian Chen stood in the shop and waited quietly for the boss to pick up the milk. The little white tiger in his arms had not eaten for two days. He didn't know if the little white tiger would be hungry, so he had to buy some World of Warcraft milk to feed it. it.

Soon, a stick of incense passed, and the shop owner who went to pick up the milk still didn't show up, and there wasn't even the slightest movement.

Jian Chen, who was waiting in the shop, finally showed a hint of impatience, but in order to solve the food problem of Little White Tiger, he had no choice but to wait patiently.

Afterwards, another time of burning incense passed, and the owner of the inn still didn't show up. This made Jian Chen feel alert, and he decided not to wait any longer, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the shop.

At this moment, a group of soldiers wearing armor appeared at the door of the store and blocked Jian Chen inside.

"It's broken!" Jian Chen was shocked and knew something had happened.

At this time, a soldier who looked like the leader walked up, stared at Jian Chen with sharp eyes, and shouted, "Who are you? Tell me your name."

Jian Chen hesitated for a while and said: "My name is Chen Yi. I wonder if the military masters have anything to do with me?"

The leading soldier's sharp eyes fell on the little white tiger that was held in Jian Chen's arms and covered by clothes, and shouted: "Show me what you are holding in your arms."

Jian Chen's face darkened slightly and he said, "What I'm holding in my arms seems to be none of your business."

"Hmph, there have been a lot of thefts in the city recently. Are you holding the stolen goods in your arms?" The leading soldier shouted at Jian Chen fiercely.

Hearing this, Jian Chen hesitated for a while, then gently opened a corner of his clothes, revealing the white fur head of the little white tiger. At this moment, it was lying in Jian Chen's arms, sleeping peacefully, and said: " Is this stolen property stolen from your city?"

When the leading soldier saw the little white tiger's head, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes and said: "Capture him quickly, and go and inform the city lord immediately."

The surrounding soldiers immediately rushed toward Jian Chen, and several holy soldiers slashed at Jian Chen at the same time.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and with a flick of his finger, several sharp gusts of wind were shot at the surrounding soldiers, piercing their chests. Then he came to the counter of the shop, punched the glass, and smashed some milk placed on it. All the products were put into the space ring, and finally he left the shop calmly.

And those soldiers only have the strength of the Great Saint, and the leader is just a Saint Master, how can they stop Jian Chen.

After walking out of the shop, Jian Chen immediately ran towards the city gate with the little white tiger in his arms, climbing over eaves and walls along the way. His speed was so fast that people in the city cast surprised looks and started talking.

"Hurry, send a signal to the city lord's palace, we have found the target person." The leading soldier whose chest was penetrated by the finger wind shouted loudly while suppressing his injuries.

Soon, a harsh sound broke through the air, and a group of fireworks flew high into the air, and then exploded.

Soon, a figure flew out from the city lord's palace and flew directly into the air; it flew hundreds of meters in the air and rushed towards the direction of the fireworks explosion at an extremely fast speed.

"Look, that person is actually flying in the air..."

"Oh my God, that turned out to be a Sky Saint Master. Since when did our Lanfeng City have a Sky Saint Master?"



In front of the city gate, a general who was guarding the city was standing on the city wall and shouted: "Hurry, hurry up, close the city gate immediately. No one is allowed to travel. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy. Archers are ready, strong crossbows." Prepare the vehicles, aim them all at the city, hurry, hurry, everyone, move quickly."

Suddenly, the soldiers in front of the city gate began to get busy one by one. The tall city gate was quickly closed, causing some people who were about to leave the city to complain.

Jian Chen ran all the way and soon arrived in front of the city gate. At this moment, the gate of the city gate was tightly closed, and there was a large crowd of people in front of the city gate who wanted to leave the city.

Jian Chen jumped up, straight up from the ground, and jumped toward the city wall at lightning speed, intending to climb over the city wall and leave.

"Fire arrows!" The general standing on the city wall immediately shouted loudly.

Immediately, the archers who had been prepared shot the arrows in their hands. At the same time, countless powerful crossbow arrows as thick as arms were also launched from the crossbow cart, shooting towards the flying Jian Chen like moths rushing to the flame.

Jian Chen sneered on his face, and the surging holy power burst out from his body, causing his body that was originally twenty meters above the ground to be incredibly raised by two feet, dodging all the incoming arrows.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly and stop him." The general who defended the city shouted loudly from the city wall.

The soldiers immediately became busy and began to prepare for the second wave of attacks. However, Jian Chen's speed was beyond their expectation. Before those soldiers had time to string up their arrows, Jian Chen was already close to the city wall. From guarding the city, The general passed by, his feet resting on the battlements of the city wall, his speed increased a few points again, he crossed the city wall like lightning, and quickly went away.

"Commander, he escaped, what should we do? Should we chase him..."

"Commander, do you want to send someone to chase..."

Several people who looked like captains came to the commander who gave the order and spoke eagerly, but they did not receive any response.

"Commander, what should we do now?" a captain asked cautiously.

At this time, a stream of blood spurted out from the leader's neck, and immediately, the head of the leader they were talking about fell from his neck.