The man from the Demon Gate didn't expect that his blow would be dodged. The person in front of him is obviously just a person who has just entered the Ming Dynasty, but why does he feel so strange to himself.

There was no panic in his eyes, and he was not afraid at all in the face of someone who was stronger than himself, and it was here that he felt that something was wrong.

"You've made me a little interested, and I've decided not to bring you back. In order to show my respect for you, I choose, kill you!" the people from the Demon Gate showed a cruel smile, and the person in front of him, Seinfeld, seemed to be not a person, but a prey.

Seeing this smile of his, I don't know why, I will feel a chill. The person in front of him can't be a pervert!

Thinking of the set of "radio gymnastics" that I usually do, although I have not yet cultivated to the highest level, it should be said that it should still have some effect in the face of the person in front of me.

It's just that the dormitory in front of me is too small, which is not conducive to showing your strengths.

"How about we go outside?" Seinfeld said, gesturing to the window, in a defiant tone.

"Whatever you want, no matter how much you struggle anyway, the solution is the same. The demon man called the third brother said lightly.

Anyway, in his eyes, Seinfeld is already a dead man. As for a dead man's last wishes, what does it matter if he is satisfied?

Seeing the third brother nodding, Seinfeld jumped out of the window without hesitation. As soon as I got out of the window, I immediately used the levitation technique, and after falling to the ground, I ran away.

The third brother looked at his back, and a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, making him look even more evil. Unhurriedly following Seinfeld, no matter how fast Seinfeld ran, there was always a constant distance between them.

What he likes most is to watch his prey run hard in front of him, and he just like that, always hanging behind him. Watch him turn his head and see the look of despair on his face.

It gave him a sense of accomplishment, and the more he did, the more excited he became.

It's what kind of psychopathic person can join the organization of the Demon Gate.

Song Feiyu ran hard towards the front with his head bored, now this place is full of people, if you really want to fight with him later, it will inevitably hurt the innocent, so try to lead him to a remote place.

He also knew that with his current strength, if he wanted to fight with him, the result would be at most three or seven, and if he wanted to open five or five with him, he still needed Wan'er's help.

But when I saw Wan'er on her shoulder, with a cowardly look, I knew that I couldn't rely on her.

Actually, Wan'er doesn't want to help. It's just to let Seinfeld know that he can't blindly rely on himself. You must grow up on your own, and the more you help him, the more you will harm him.

Himself, this is for his good!

Thinking of her own good intentions, Wan'er was moved to cry by herself.

However, Seinfeld has also attracted the attention of many people, after all, a person is running in front, and there are people leisurely following behind. Such a scene feels weird no matter how you look at it.

But when they tried to take out their phones to take pictures, all they saw was a blurry afterimage. Don't talk about the face, you can't even see the body clearly.

Seinfeld's destination is on the mountain behind Chengshi Foreign Language, where most people rarely go. And now in terms of this weather, it is so cold that it is deadly cold, and with this terrain advantage, Seinfeld can choose to fight with him when the time comes.

After such a long period of exercise, Seinfeld's physical fitness has been greatly improved. After running for so long, my waist doesn't hurt anymore, my legs don't hurt anymore, and the speed up the mountain is also six.

It took less than half a minute for Song Feiyu to reach a place that looked quite wide, stopped, and took a few breaths.

turned his head and looked at the third brother behind him, looking at himself with a flushed face.

After about three seconds, I saw him panting vigorously, pointing at Seinfeld and saying intermittently: "You girl, you are too good at running, do you know how tired I am following you? I thought you would run for a while, but I didn't expect to run for more than ten minutes, fortunately my strength is strong enough, otherwise I will really be escaped by you." ”

Seinfeld stood there with a bewildered expression, what about the cold image he said, and the demeanor of a good master? Why is it only three seconds handsome, are you making me laugh?

Although I have a lot of grooves in my heart that I want to vomit, I still put it aside for now, to be honest, I am also very tired.

I saw the two of them holding their knees, panting vigorously, mixed with a few coughs in between, and the scene looked very embarrassing.

After about a minute or two, he finally came to his senses, and the third brother pointed at Seinfeld and said, "Okay, the time has come, now prepare to die!"

"Who do you think you are, let me die if you want me to die? Come on, come if you have the ability, you have the ability to chase me, you have the ability to kill me!" Song Feiyu said with his waist inserted, his nostrils facing the third brother, and he said proudly.

This way, not to mention the third brother, everyone wants to beat him out of anger.

Sure enough, the third brother couldn't help it. With a roar, he rushed towards Seinfeld.

At this time, Song Feiyu didn't dare to die, staring at the third brother, his strength was not comparable to him, so he had to use his advantages.

You must know that you are a cultivator, and of course you also have the advantages of being a cultivator.

"Little Fireball Technique!" Although the name sounds a little mentally retarded, it is also a basic attack method that Seinfeld has mastered. It is not as expensive as palm thunder, and with its current strength, it can use the small fireball technique twenty times.

Of course, there are small and big ones. However, the Great Fireball spell is too powerful, and it is not a basic spell.

Now Seinfeld doesn't know it, but even if it's a small fireball technique, the power should not be underestimated.

Seeing the fireball gathered in Seinfeld's hand, the third brother hurriedly stopped, the ghost knew if the fireball in this guy's hand was real.

"You're a fire-type martial artist?"

"Fire system, what the hell?"

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have cultivated your attributes. I really underestimate you!" The third brother didn't expect that this guy in front of him, who seemed to be no different from a rookie, would have such a means.

But fortunately, even if this is the case, he is only a bright energy, and he is also a mid-stage dark energy. Even if it's an attribute martial artist, in front of him, he has to die!

Although he couldn't understand what this guy was saying, it didn't affect Seinfeld from throwing the small fireball in his hand.

"Throw your fireball!" Whether it's true or not, in short, when you release your skills, you can roar and increase your momentum.

The third brother turned his head and dodged the fireball thrown by Seinfeld. Still, the temperature in the air made him feel a little palpitation.

Turning his head, he looked at the slowly burning tree trunk, and he didn't expect that the power was quite large.

And Seinfeld also saw the burning tree trunk, and his heart suddenly struck, as if he had done something wrong.

Yes, it is forbidden to use open flames in the mountains and forests, it is easy to cause forest fires!