Chapter 214: Block the Road Again and Again

But Zhu Haoran obviously didn't notice the situation on Ye Feng's side. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

"You are right, he is dead now." Ye Feng's voice sounded beside Zhu Haoran's ears. At this moment, Zhu Haoran saw Zhang Biao's figure lying on the ground.

"What? What happened?"

For a moment, Zhu Haoran was confused.

"Go down and ask him yourself." Ye Feng said with a smile.

While speaking, Ye Feng ran towards Zhu Haoran, but he did not attack directly. Instead, he swayed his steps and quickly flashed in front of Zhu Haoran.

He immediately blocked Zhu Haoran's way. If he continued to flee forward, he would inevitably hit Ye Feng.

If there was no Flame Lion King chasing him behind him at ordinary times, Zhu Haoran would naturally not be afraid of Ye Feng's blocking the way, but at this moment, as long as his figure slowed down a little, the Flame Lion King would pounce on him without hesitation.

Although the dragon's pace was exquisite, Zhu Haoran's speed was only slightly faster than that of the Flame Lion King. The man and the beast were only a few feet apart, and he could even sense the flame-like breath coming from behind.

Zhu Haoran glared at Ye Feng fiercely, moved two steps to the right, and changed direction, intending to avoid Ye Feng.

He ran forward for only a few feet, but he was surprised to find that the road in front of him was blocked by the half-step innate boy again.

Weird.

"Your mother."

Zhu Haoran cursed angrily, and his figure turned left quickly in a hurry. Although the two changes of direction were delayed for only one or two breaths each time, the Flame Lion King was already approaching an extremely dangerous point.

With a swish.

The armor made of vitality was cut open by the lion king's claws like a dead tree or rotten wood.

In a flash, Zhu Haoran bit his teeth, bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and in an instant he increased his speed by 20%, reaching the extreme. He barely avoided the attack of the Flame Lion King and opened up a small distance again.

"Fortunately, my body movement is the best in the Northern Han Dynasty, no one can compare to me. Damn, when I find a chance, I must cut this hateful boy into pieces."

He lowered his head and ran fast, cursing fiercely.

"What did you say?" A relaxed voice suddenly came from his ear.

Zhu Haoran turned sideways in horror, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Because he saw that not far away on the other side, the hateful boy he mentioned had a very clear face with a faint smile, and he was actually running side by side with him.

How could this be possible?

What he used was the Zhu family's unique skill, the Xuan-level upper-grade Wandering Dragon Body Movement.

Among the younger generation of the Northern Han Dynasty, few people can surpass him in speed, and the speed bonus just increased by the blood essence is still there. How can this kid catch up with his unparalleled speed?

Look at his smile, relaxed and at ease, could it be that... he still has some strength left?

Ye Feng answered Zhu Haoran's doubts with his actions.

Under the other party's horrified gaze, Ye Feng's pace suddenly accelerated, and in an instant he surpassed Zhu Haoran by more than ten feet, once again blocking his escape position.

It was the same as the previous few times.

In other words, if Zhu Haoran continued to go straight, he would definitely hit Ye Feng.

This kid is really annoying. It's not a question of whether to block the road or not. This is just playing tricks on him.

Damn it.

Zhu Haoran was furious.

If he hits him, he will hit him, even if it delays a few breaths of time, but this kid must be killed.

He suddenly quickened his pace again, and rushed towards Ye Feng regardless of everything. While running, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he gathered his energy and chopped it out.

The powerful momentum made the surrounding air whistle.

"Do you want to fight to the death?"

Ye Feng sensed the power contained in this sword.

This person is very strong, but seeing this person's action of gathering energy, Ye Feng just smiled slightly, and when the sword light chopped down, he moved to the side lightly and easily avoided the sharp attack.

"Bang!"

The blade light shot out by the long sword hit the place where Ye Feng had just lived, smashing a deep and long huge pit.

Seeing that Ye Feng was very sensible and dodged, Zhu Haoran couldn't help but smile sinisterly, "Damn it, you stinky boy, don't hide if you have the ability. You blocked my way again and again, and I thought you were not afraid of death..."

"Really? I don't know if you are afraid of death!" Hearing the scolding, Ye Feng didn't care and pointed behind him.

At the innate stage, it is not possible to send and receive Yuanli freely. No matter who it is, once Yuanli is condensed, the footwork will inevitably slow down. Although Ye Feng did not stop Zhu Haoran, his goal has been achieved.

What he wanted was the few breaths of time that Zhu Haoran wasted in condensing Yuanli.

"Roar..."

A flame swept over, covering the sky and the earth, and directly wrapped Zhu Haoran's body.

"Not good! Yuanqi turns into armor!"

Sensing the surging heat, Zhu Haoran changed color with horror, and a Yuanqi armor with a green glow appeared on his body, barely isolating the flames spewed out by the Flame Lion King.

However, the flames had already made him flustered. At the moment when the Yuanqi armor condensed into shape, the Flame Lion King's real killing move was approaching.

"Swish..."

The sharp lion claws, which were a foot long, penetrated the flames, and then easily tore the green armor. Unprepared, Zhu Haoran's chest was pierced by the lion king's claws.

"Ah..."

A scream was heard in the firelight, and in an instant, he turned into a burning man, and then was picked up by the Flame Lion King and put into his mouth. After a few "smacking" sounds, he disappeared.

Ye Feng was stunned. The Lion King's action was too fast. Damn, the storage ring had not been peeled off from his hand.

The fight here was earth-shaking, while Tang Chuxue and Han Lun on the other side were much calmer.

The fight between the inscription masters was so civilized. Both of them used mental attacks. A yellow light and a colorful light went back and forth silently. There was no smoke, but it was full of danger.

Han Lun was the number one genius in the Northern Han Dynasty. His mental strength had reached level eight, which was higher than Tang Chuxue. However, Tang Chuxue had an extremely rare mental martial vein talent. The seven-color divine light could easily resolve Han Lun's attack every time.

The two rays of light were in a stalemate. Although Tang Chuxue's seven-color divine light had the upper hand, she could not win directly in a short time.

But, at this moment, Han Lun's eyes showed a look of fear.

Because he found that Zhu Haoran and Zhang Biao, who entered this place with him, were defeated by the half-step innate boy alone in such a short time.

The man and the beast were already walking towards them.

Especially the pressure presented by the Flame Lion King, which was overwhelming. Han Lun's breathing became rapid, his mind was tense to the limit, and his mental power inevitably paused for a short time.