10 minutes.

Chen Mu found a group of people riding horses.

And not far in front of this group of people, there is a figure urging Qinggong to move quickly.

Not at all slower than those scaled horses.

Chen Mu recognized this person at a glance.

If it's not the hard-working Ye Tian, ​​who else could it be?

The other party is already a youth, it should have passed for several years.

"When was the last time I showed up?"

In order to prevent revealing later, he asked directly.

"Two years have passed."

Ye Tian stopped suddenly.

This scene.

Let those chasing soldiers show a little puzzled.

Don't wait for them to react.

I saw Ye Tian mobilize the blood of his whole body, and at the same time slapped the person in front with his palm.

"Hannya Palm!"

The sound did not fall.

The man flew out straight upside down.

The whole person is even under the palm, and the seven orifices bleed.

"Little bastard, you dare to do it..."

The crowd was furious in an instant, dismounted one after another, and joined the siege.

Ye Tian was unruffled in the face of danger, and almost every time he took a shot, he could kill one person.

At this time, Chen Mu also noticed something was wrong.

Among the chasing soldiers, the strongest ones are only in the middle and late stages of Tier [-]. Ye Tian shouldn't run like this with this kind of strength.

"That old man Zhang Pu is not here, you really think I'm made of mud."

talking room.

Ye Tian also started to make big moves.

Bursts of deep dragon chant sounded.

The qi and blood directly condensed into three blood-colored dragons.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

Where the bloody dragon passed by, even if it survived by chance, it would still vomit blood.

"We are Zhen Wuzong, if you kill us all, you will never die with us."

this moment.

The middle-aged man who took the lead was obviously panicked too.

"Hehe! Even if you don't tell me, I will go to Zhenwuzong to ask for advice when I improve my strength."

The voice did not fall.

A bloody dragon came out directly from the whole body.

Even with the strength of the late stage of the third level, there is more air out and less air in.

Ye Tian smashed the opponent's head with a punch.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of the Son of Destiny."

Chen Mu estimated that Ye Tian's current strength, even if he was not at the peak of the third order, was not much different.

Wait until everyone is dealt with.

Ye Tian also sat down on the ground and panted heavily.

If it wasn't for one sect's sudden departure, the other sect also had an accident, and the strongest left with some people.

He is still at large.

"The thief!"

Suddenly there was a loud drink.

Following the sound, he saw an old man chasing him on horseback.

see this scene.

Ye Tian didn't care about his injuries, and got on his horse directly.

Prepare to escape from here first.

"It's almost time to go down."

Chen Mu thought for a while and found a place where no one was there.

Summon Pixiu again.

"Zilong, go and save Ye Tian, ​​I'll be there soon."

with the sound.

The Red Flame Lion King has already rushed out.

As for why it was called this name, Zhao Zilong remembered it deeply.

"Let's go, let's follow."

He patted the Pixiu under his crotch.

"Ouch!"

He let out a small cry.

Looking at Pixiu, Chen Mu was somewhat in pain.

This guy is so edible, it's a bottomless pit.

He has eaten up all the resources he collected before, and his strength has only reached level 53.

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"Little bastard, you can't run away, hahaha!"

The old man laughed out loud.

The distance between him and Ye Tian is getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, why is the old man back again?"

Ye Tian took a look.

With his current state, if he doesn't even last thirty strokes, he will be defeated.

The old man suddenly took out a bow and arrow.

This made Ye Tian's pupils shrink sharply, he had seen the opponent's bow technique before.

Most of them can't escape.

thought here.

Ye Tian gritted his teeth.

Jumped off the horse again.

Shopping, there is still a glimmer of life.

If you don't fight, you will be exhausted sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he mobilized his blood again.

"Little bastard, die for me!"

The old man has already filled his bow and arrows.

The arrow was about to be shot.

Sudden.

A gust of wind came.

The old man only felt a chill in his chest, and the arrow feathers he let go were also deflected.

Looking at the blood-stained spear tip, he obviously couldn't believe it.

Turn around and look.

do not know when.

A cavalryman appeared behind him.

"Who are you... I am the elder of Zhenwuzong..."

The voice did not fall.

Zilong shook his spear.

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not daring to stop, he firmly grasped the barrel of the gun with both hands.

I thought this would prevent the spear from stirring up my internal organs.

next moment.

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