"Boom!"

The moment the black knife fell, a sword light of dozens of zhang flashed in this dark night.

"Broken!"

Wu Yazi smiled coldly, not looking at Ye Xuan's sword technique at all, only to see his right hand slam violently, instantly shattering the sword light.

But at this time.

Ye Xuan had already fled a hundred meters away.

The delicate body of the Lady of Freedom was shattered, she was seriously injured, her breath was extremely heavy, and she kept vomiting blood from her mouth.

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely solemn, and he carried the Saint Maiden on his back, and the whole person, like lightning, rushed forward, pulling out an electric arc more than ten meters long behind him, which was extremely bright, illuminating the dark night.

"If you can hold on, try to hold on a little longer. I'm going to push my speed to the extreme, and I'm going to get rid of the cliffs! ”

Ye Xuan's voice was violent, his face was sweating profusely, he didn't dare to be careless, and said in a deep voice.

"Ahem."

The Holy Maiden's face was pale, her mouth was full of blood, she smiled bitterly a few times, and said indifferently: "You leave me behind!" You've got the Yulian Ice Lotus. And I, on the other hand, have no use value for you at all. In this case, it will not do you any good at all if you save me. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, "I don't want to owe anyone. Even if you may be a slut. ”

"Huh."

The Saintess smiled faintly, wiped a few helpless smiles on her face, and said in a deep voice: "I can still hold on, you get out of here as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, the Holy Maiden fainted.

"Okay."

Ye Xuan nodded indifferently.

The back of his back had long been stained red with blood, and the wet blood made him a little uncomfortable.

In particular, some of the blood flowed out of the body of the Lady of Freedom.

And the reason why the Saintess of Freedom was seriously injured was because of him, which made him feel a little guilty.

Although Ye Xuan is not a righteous gentleman, Ye Xuan will not die without help.

What's more, the Saintess of Freedom saved Ye Xuan's life before.

"Running the [Yantian Dao Jue] and the [Immortal Jue] at the same time, increasing my speed to the extreme, will undoubtedly cause a great load on my body. But now, with the Holy Maiden seriously injured and dying, I can only do so. Even if it hurts my body! ”

Ye Xuan's eyes were extremely firm, the magic techniques he possessed were too powerful, whether it was the [Yantian Dao Technique] or the [Immortal Technique] were all supreme magic techniques.

Running the two supreme spells at the same time, even if Ye Xuan's physical strength was really terrifying, there would be signs that his body would not be able to withstand it.

"Are you coming?"

Ye Xuan subconsciously turned around and stared at the black shadow behind him, which was undoubtedly Wuyazi.

At this moment, Wu Yazi had a cruel smile on his face, constantly chasing Ye Xuan.

"Fight!"

Ye Xuan said indifferently in his heart.

Forthwith.

In his heart, he operated the [Yantian Dao Technique] and the [Immortal Formula] at the same time, the two supreme methods.

Almost at the same moment, when Ye Xuan had run the two major techniques, a brilliant dark blue brilliance suddenly condensed on Ye Xuan's body surface.

"Whew!"

The dark blue brilliance, like a flame, floated on the surface of Ye Xuan's body, which was too mysterious.

"Boom!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, his two eyes stared at the dark night ahead, and in an instant, his legs bent suddenly, and a terrifying force suddenly burst out of his legs.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan rushed out a hundred meters away, and at this moment, Ye Xuan's running speed definitely reached the level of supersonic speed.

The terrifying running speed made Ye Xuan's body red, and Ye Xuan, who was still sweating profusely, actually had a blood-colored mist on the surface of his body.

As soon as the sweat flowed out of Ye Xuan's body, and when it touched Ye Xuan's hot skin, it would instantly evaporate into mist, and blood oozed from Ye Xuan's body.

In Ye Xuan's body, the blood was tumbling, as if it was being boiled, and it was still boiling, which was too terrifying.

Scarlet blood oozed from Ye Xuan's skin, and Ye Xuan's clothes were stained red with blood.

The Joyful Saintess, who was lying on Ye Xuan's back, seemed to notice the strangeness of Ye Xuan's body, and suddenly woke up from the fainting.

"It's terrifyingly fast."

In the pale face of the Joyful Saintess, at this moment, there was a trace of surprise.

She subconsciously looked around, only to see that the flowers and trees around her were rapidly retreating!

The air flow in the ears is "whirring".

Undoubtedly, Ye Xuan's speed is really too fast.

Ordinary people only relied on the naked eye, and they couldn't even capture Ye Xuan's movement trajectory.

The violent air friction made Ye Xuan's skin red, causing a blood-colored mist to rise on Ye Xuan's body, and causing Ye Xuan's body to ooze scarlet blood.

The Joyful Saintess took her snow-white face away from Ye Xuan's back, and at that moment, the Joyful Saintess suddenly felt that her face was as if it had been slashed by a sharp knife, and the pain was incomparable.

"Ye Xuan's movement speed is really too fast. The retreating air around me was as sharp as a knife, and my face seemed to have been cut. ”

The Joyful Saintess was shocked, her body was weak, she stretched out a jade hand and touched her face, only to feel a stream of warm blood flowing out of her face.

Ye Xuan's speed was too fast, and the airflow around him, because Ye Xuan's speed was too fast, had become extremely sharp, and he couldn't touch it with his skin at all.

The violent air friction made the body surface of the Joyful Saint red!

Even if the Joyful Saintess was a Tribulation Realm powerhouse, she had never experienced such a terrifying speed.

It's almost to the extreme!

It's fleeting, 100 meters away.

The physical strength of the powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm has reached a realm comparable to that of a steel tank or even an armored car, but it is still difficult for the Joyful Saintess to withstand the violent air friction.

"If it weren't for Ye Xuan being here, I'm afraid I wouldn't have enough strength to resist such a terrifying air friction."

The Joyful Saintess smiled helplessly, and only then did she understand what kind of gap there was between her and Ye Xuan.

Undoubtedly, with only the strength of his physical body, Ye Xuan far surpassed the Saint Maiden.

"If I'm not mistaken, Ye Xuan's current physical strength should reach a realm comparable to the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm."

The Saintess of Freedom looked surprised, her heart trembled, and she said indifferently in her heart.

She knew very well that in the final analysis, Ye Xuan was just a powerhouse in the middle of the Mahayana realm, and a powerhouse of this level was not to be feared at all.

But Ye Xuan, relying on his cultivation in the middle stage of the Mahayana Realm, cultivated a physical strength comparable to the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm, which was indeed too terrifying.

The Saintess of Freedom has never seen such a perverted cultivator as Ye Xuan.

No wonder, in the cultivation realm, they would call Ye Xuan a demon, and even call Ye Xuan a Ye demon and a Ye troll.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Xuan's whole body was covered with blood-colored mist, his cold eyes were full of terrifying and terrifying bloodshots, his body clothes were soaked with blood, his face was hot, as if he had just walked out of the flames, and his whole body exuded a terrifying high temperature.

Seeing Ye Xuan like this, the Joyful Saintess couldn't help but change her expression and exclaimed.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise.

"Under this kind of load, my body will probably be exhausted."

The Holy Maiden's face turned pale, and there was a terrible crack in her chest, which no doubt nearly destroyed her body.

"It's fine."

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, and at the corner of his mouth, a touch of disdain was outlined, and he said indifferently: "We have now separated from Wuyazi for a thousand meters. ”

"How much longer can you hold out?"

The Joyful Saintess was shocked in her heart, she couldn't believe what kind of willpower she had that could make Ye Xuan persist in her efforts under such circumstances.

Ye Xuan's whole body was red, and his whole body seemed to be burned by flames, exuding a terrifying high temperature.

And the sweat that had just flowed out of Ye Xuan's body surface, and even, before it could drip down, it was evaporated into blood-colored steam by the high temperature on Ye Xuan's body surface.

Supersonic running, the load on the body, is already obvious.

Even if Ye Xuan relied on his physical strength comparable to that of a mid-stage powerhouse in the Tribulation Realm, after insisting on running for thousands of meters, he could barely support it.

And Wuyazi, who is very old and has aging bones, even if the physical strength is still terrifying, its ability to resist pressure has long been completely lost.

Therefore, Wu Yazi did not dare to run at supersonic speed like Ye Xuan.

"It can last a minute at most. This overload brought my body to the brink of collapse. We need to find a place to hide for the time being. Otherwise, it won't be long before Wuyazi will definitely catch up. ”

Ye Xuan's eyes were extremely firm, his eyes had already crawled with thorn-like bloodshots, making people feel terrifying and mad, his face was hideous, and he said in a deep voice.

(End of chapter)