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Chapter 298 Trapped! [fourth more]

"It won't happen, it won't happen, it won't happen!" Yan Nantian said to himself, like falling into a demon.

"call out!"

Hong Ta chased after him and asked, "Nantian, what happened?"

Yan Nantian looked at him, and said with a stiff mouth: "Yiwu..."

"What's wrong with Yiwu?" Hong Ta was taken aback by his expression. His expression at this time was like a beast that wanted to eat people, especially those eyes, which were full of endless and strong killing intent. Terrible!

"I don't know." Yan Nantian looked forward.

Yan Yiwu's voice on the phone was flustered and scared, which he could hear.

And, halfway through the conversation, it's gone.

Then, he heard a loud bang on the phone.

Whether he wants to believe it or not, that movement represents a possibility.

That is, Yan Yiwu, his son, may be in trouble!
"Shhhhhh!"

There was a continuous sound of breaking wind from behind, and those guys, like a mangy dog, were chasing after him.

Their speed is very fast, tens of kilometers, and it only took 10 minutes.

The oasis was just below, but Yan Nantian didn't stay there, but flew directly towards No. [-].

He slowed down, his eyes flicked inch by inch below.

The oasis is only five kilometers away from No. [-], and if something really happens, it will only be within this range.

Although Hong Ta didn't ask, he also guessed something in his heart.

He helped to search, and suddenly, he saw it.

"Nantian, over there!" Hong Ta shouted, already falling down first.

"Oh!"

The two landed, and there was a huge pit tens of meters ahead.

In the desert area, there are often strong winds. If the time is a little longer, no matter what traces there are, they will be covered up quickly.

They were lucky and arrived here in time, otherwise they would not have discovered anything.

This huge pit was five or six meters long, and a long stick was stuck obliquely in the sand, and under the long stick, it had already been buried by yellow sand.

"It smells of blood!" said Honta, and they were already standing beside the stick.

Yan Nantian pursed his thin, blade-like lips tightly, and walked over, grasping the long stick with trembling palms.

The moment he grabbed the long stick, he clearly felt that there seemed to be something under the stick.

His heart was beating fast, and all kinds of thoughts rushed to him.

He let go of the long stick, squatted down and pulled the sand with both hands.

Hong Ta accompanied him to push away the sand and sand.

"Shhhhhh!"

The dozen or so people had already caught up at this moment.

They looked at the movements of the two and frowned, "What are they doing?"

"Humph! It's a trick!"

"Probably trying to divert our attention."

They talked and approached step by step.

At this moment, Yan Nantian's movements stopped.

He dug out a hand, and on the palm was dried blood.

"Impossible, impossible..." He muttered to himself, and continued digging. A human silhouette had already been dug out by him.

Even though the clothes on the corpse were stained with blood, he still recognized them.

It's Hikoichi Takeshi!
Hong Ta was also stunned.

How could this be?
Yan Yiwu, why did he die here?
"It's not Yiwu, it won't be Yiwu." Yan Nantian grabbed the corpse, hugged him hard, and picked him up from the sandpit.

But the head of the corpse was inserted into the ground with a long stick. With such force, the head was instantly separated from the body.

So much so that after he took out the corpse, the head had been separated from the corpse.

Blood spurted wildly from the severed head, soaking Yan Nantian's face and body.

His face turned pale, he grabbed the long stick and yanked it hard.

A head with blurred facial features was pulled out by him, stuck in the head of a stick, and exposed to the scorching sun.

Yan Nantian's eyes contracted violently, and his body trembled violently.

Every inch of his body was tense.

"what!"

Yan Nantian raised his head and roared, his voice was so penetrating that it could be heard clearly in a radius of hundreds of meters.

"My son!"

"Who, who killed my son?"

Yan Nantian was sad, furious, and murderous like a sea!
He is the Huaxia Military Region, one of the two great military gods!

Someone actually killed his son!
Who is it, who is it?
Hong Ta looked at Guntou's head and Yan Yiwu's body, equally frightened and angry.

He and Yan Nantian are good brothers through life and death, and Yan Yiwu has always been regarded by him as his own son.

And now, Yan Yiwu is dead!
"what!"

"Is that Yan Nantian's son?"

"How did you die here?"

The dozen or so people were also shocked.

How dare someone kill Yan Nantian's son?

Who has the guts?

"Nantian!" Hong Ta woke him up loudly, and said, "See if the martial arts is still on Yiwu!"

"Martial arts? What martial arts? My son is dead, so what's the use of martial arts?" Yan Nantian roared angrily.

When everyone heard this, their brows immediately frowned.

"Martial arts was put on Yan Yiwu by him?"

"What a move! This Yan Nantian is really thoughtful!"

It was only at this moment that everyone realized that they had made a fool of themselves.

Hong Ta said: "Nantian! You have to calm down! We must find out who killed Yiwu! Now check it out immediately. If Wuxue is not there, that person must have killed Yiwu because of Wuxue. And this A stick, hand it to me, it is very likely that there are fingerprints of the murderer on it. You don't move anything now, I will call someone over to collect information immediately."

"No matter who kills Yiwu, I want him to pay for it!" Hong Ta's eyes flashed fiercely.

Those strong men, seeing this scene, also lost the idea of ​​continuing to snatch martial arts.

Now Yan Nantian is in the midst of extreme rage, and there is no good fruit to get into trouble with him.

But even though they didn't get martial arts, they didn't feel lost in the slightest.

In comparison, Yan Nantian suffered a greater loss.

The martial arts is gone, and the son is dead.

They even gloated a little.

At the same time, I am also very curious, who on earth has such courage?

You must know that Yan Yiwu is a strong master at the peak of the master, and if he wants to kill him, he must be at least a strong man of the same level.

And once he couldn't be killed with one blow, Yan Yiwu would definitely pass on the identity of the other party.

At that time, that person will be hunted down by Yannan Tianman all over the world.

Was hunted down by an immortal cultivator at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

This kind of thing is scary just thinking about it.

……

"This is number three?"

Lin Xiu was the first to step into No. [-], and also the first to rush in.

After entering No. 500, there is a promenade of about [-] meters. This promenade has a slight slope and goes all the way down.

And after walking to the end, there is a huge square in front of it, which is a thousand meters long.

The square was empty, but Lin Xiu guessed that many things should have been placed here before.

And the martial arts magic weapons and bones that Qixuanmen obtained from No. [-] should have been obtained from this square.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen now.

On the opposite side of the square, there are nine passages.

Lin Xiu chose one at random, and rushed towards the passage.

And just after he entered this passage, a stone gate suddenly fell down in front of him.

Lin Xiu stopped urgently and was about to retreat.

But at this time, a door fell behind him, forming a square enclosed space, trapping Lin Xiu in it.

Lin Xiu, trapped!
(End of this chapter)