Chapter 72 Half-Step Hero
Along the way, the three patrol commanders were in hot pursuit, and they used various methods of attack. Some of them could catch them, and those who knew they couldn't catch them could only avoid them. Fortunately, the distance between the two was far enough and their bodies were strong enough. I was able to turn danger into safety again and again.
Although Yi Xifeng was not caught up by them, he was not brought close to a dangerous distance either.
"This guy can really run! Don't even the body-refining warriors feel tired?"
The people behind him gritted their teeth, feeling that this operation was even more difficult.
The fair young man's body was like a hard shell. He took action as he was being chased. When he was doing two things at once, the power of his moves was greatly reduced.
"This is just a small level of chivalry. If he really enters the level of Dacheng, it will be terrible." A patrol commander in the team gradually felt a little wary in his heart.
Really, in troubled times, evildoers will appear!
Judging from his appearance, he is only about twenty years old. It is hard to imagine that a young man of only twenty years old would actually fight against a group of patrol commanders.
At present, it seems that we are not at a disadvantage.
"If he continues to run like this, won't it mean that we and the others will never be able to catch up?"
Everyone was speechless, but there were mixed feelings in their hearts, but now there was no good way to do it, they could only continue to follow the footsteps of the fair young man.
Either he runs out of energy or he stops.
"arrive…"
Soon after, Yi Xifeng galloped all the way and came to a special place in his ideal place.
Under the dim sky, there were mountains standing on the ground, but the mountains were bare and barren, with no green plants growing at all.
Just like the battlefield, there is nothing but yellow sand in the sky.
A strange terrain like this is very suitable for him to use to ambush the three pursuers behind him.
If you beat the young one, the old one will come. If you beat the old one, what else will come? If he could get a powerful hero or a beast god to take action, Yi Xifeng would be considered famous!
But at this moment, Yi Xifeng's eyes froze, and he saw an unexpected scene.
He calculated the terrain and the changes in the battlefield, and planned every step of the way, but an unexpected accident still happened.
There was another person standing in front of the fair young man.
It was a man in white clothes who looked like a banished immortal to the mortal world. He was dressed in pure white, with long silver-white hair hanging down to his waist. He had a slender figure, but he was wearing a white fox mask, and his face was invisible.
Even Yi Xifeng couldn't tell the difference even if his cultivation level was not revealed.
However, he was inexplicably wary of this person. He had a feeling that this person would pose a great threat to him.
"Who are you?"
Yi Xifeng's eyes were cold, and his words were full of coldness. Since he was standing here for no reason, he must have a purpose. It was obvious that he was waiting for him here, and no one else would come to this place.
The fair young man couldn't help but wonder: Can anyone really detect him now?
The method of concealment is useless.
His question received no response, only a plop was heard, and the man in white threw a spherical object in front of Yi Xifeng, which rolled all the way to his feet.
Just as the man in white imagined, when Yi Xifeng saw this thing, he immediately froze on the spot. His face was full of astonishment, and he looked at the miserable head at his feet in disbelief.
"Zhou Yi..."
The eyes on the head were still open, as if they were trying their best to see who the person who killed him was. Those eyes stared desperately at the sky, extinguished the light, and refused to rest in peace.
Yi Xifeng slowly squatted down and closed Zhou Yi's eyes with his hands.
This man had only been separated from him for a while. Although he had not known him for a long time, the innocence in his heart moved Yi Xifeng. While he was hiding his strength, he tried his best to take care of her.
He is a good captain and a good companion.
"Did you kill him?"
The fair young man's throat was hoarse, and he uttered these three words after a moment.
There was no anger in his heart, or maybe he was extremely calm when he was angry.
"Brother!"
Behind them, several figures appeared. Although they were a little surprised after seeing the man in white, they immediately stood around the fair young man and surrounded him.
"It seems you are in the same group."
Yi Xifeng looked around. He knew that if this person was waiting for him here, he would definitely not let him take another step forward.
"To answer your first question, I killed him."
"Give me a reason."
"He defected."
"He is not."
"Just like when you killed that armored man, what does an ant have to care about? If I said he was defecting, then he must be."
The words spoken by the man in white were calm and gentle, but Yi Xifeng felt extremely cold in his heart. Power is the same thing whether it is in the world of ordinary people or warriors.
It was obvious that the man in white in front of him had a close relationship with the man in armor, and now he came out to avenge him.
But, where did he get the information about himself? Why does it seem like everyone knows their place?
Someone is paying attention to him?
The fair young man frowned slightly. The doubts in his heart could not be solved, but now was not a good time to think about the problem.
"In my eyes, you are like clusters of bonfires in the night. You cannot escape. As the only person who has made such a big noise for so long, I hope that your strength matches your ability to cause trouble. I can give you You have a chance."
"Use your life to hold me back."
Yi Xifeng looked at the man in white clothes in front of him, feeling a little ridiculous. Then he took a step forward, his long hair flying, and in an instant he pulled out the Night Sword Hanxing behind him and attacked the man in white clothes.
"Ten thousand swords return to one."
A huge sword gang appeared above everyone, and as Yi Xifeng's figure slashed forward, the pressure in the sword gang required even a person at the level of a great knight to deal with it with some effort.
"Brother!"
It only took a moment for the fair young man to take action, and it only took three or two breaths from the time he drew the sword to the time it was drawn out, until the sword gang appeared.
Three breaths rose into the sky, and the breath that belonged to the realm of Dacheng directly pressed against Yi Xifeng, who was taking action, trying to slow down the movement of his hand and give the man in white enough time to react.
"Little Doyle."
The momentum of the man in white was also mobilized in an instant. Shadows appeared behind him, and a giant moon shadow also rose out of thin air. The whole person looked like a real immortal.
He didn't use any moves, he just extended his finger forward, and the huge sword was resolved without any reason and disappeared.
"The hero reaches his peak!"
Yi Xifeng only felt that his whole body had slowed down, and the sword that could hurt a strong man in the Dacheng realm was turned into pieces.
This is?
The realm of heroes! ?
No, half-step hero!
(End of chapter)
