With the pinching and explosion of the rune, a strange spatial power quietly penetrated, and then surrounded the figure of the gray-robed old man. And the gray-robed old man's body gradually disappeared from the bottom up.

Ling Feng quickly shuttled through the dense forest, and just when he thought he had reached a safe situation, he unexpectedly the space five zhang away in front of him suddenly fluctuated violently, and at the same time, a terrifying aura seeped out.

"It's that old man again!" Ling Feng couldn't help but spit out a voice, his face extremely solemn. Almost without any hesitation, he turned and shot out in the opposite direction, disappearing into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

The space shook, and the gray-robed old man revealed, he looked at the direction in which Ling Feng disappeared, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and there seemed to be a mocking look on his face. Then, the soles of his feet slammed into the ground, and a powerful wind suddenly appeared, turning into an invisible scythe, slicing away the cover in front of him.

The scythe was as fast as thunder, appearing behind Ling Feng in the blink of an eye.

Feeling a strong crisis, Ling Feng paused suddenly, turned around, and punched out.

"Bang!" The fist mark collided with the sickle, and the huge destructive force exploded, lifting dozens of feet of dirt around it.

The violent wave of qi spread out, directly pushing Ling Feng twenty zhang away.

The dark eyes looked at the marks of the scythe, and at the end, a withered old face was looking at him with a smile, and his expression was slightly playful, like looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

Ling Feng's heart sank, and he suddenly felt bad. He could feel the killing intent and confidence in the old man's heart, obviously, the other party had absolutely difficult means. Thinking of the distance he had finally pulled out, he was quite depressed because a small rune was instantly pulled back by the other party.

Of course, if his thoughts were known to the gray-robed old man, I was afraid that the other party would be so angry that he would vomit blood, after all, the latter's 'escape charm' was of high quality and extremely valuable, but it was used to chase him, which was really a waste!

Ling Feng's eyes were full of solemnity, and he stood in place, staring at the gray-robed old man, waiting for the other party's next move. And his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of a way to get out.

It's not that he's afraid of the person in front of him, but because there are too many strong people hidden around, and once his whereabouts are completely exposed, I'm afraid that what awaits him will be an overwhelming pursuit.

Thinking of the scene of more than a dozen powerhouses at the peak of the Nirvana Realm chasing behind him, Ling Feng's back was cold. If that is the case, I am afraid that even if I try my best, I will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

The gray-robed old man also didn't move, his cloudy gaze projected, with a faint hint of banter on his face, and then, he couldn't help but spit out a voice: "Boy, go on, why don't you run away?" As he spoke, he pinched his neck, as if he was ready to continue chasing Ling Feng.

Ling Feng felt amused in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was scornful: "I wonder if old man, in addition to using the escape charm, what other skills do you have?" he deliberately raised his eyebrows, his face full of provocation.

The words hit the sore spot, and the gray-robed old man's face became a little distorted. The next moment, the banter was gone, and it was completely replaced by the killing intent.

"Boy, you're completely looking for death!" he spat out a faint voice in his throat, and then the vast spiritual power roared out, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

"Be careful!" the little demon snorted.

As soon as the words fell, the gray-robed old man had already appeared on Ling Feng's left side, his face was full of murderous intent, and a punch came violently.

"Heavenly Machine Fist!"

The punch of the peak powerhouse of the Nirvana Realm contained infinite power, and the energy fluctuations that came from it were terrifying.

Almost as soon as the other party made a move, Ling Feng was already aware of a hint of crisis. The next moment, he retreated violently, and at the same time pointed at the gray-robed old man.

"Triple finger!"

With a deep shout, a phantom-like fingerprint rolled up a monstrous wind and waves, and a rumbling swept up a piece of dirt, and slammed out towards the gray-robed old man.

This attack almost condensed all of Ling Feng's strength. When the fingerprints burst out, his face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

The enemy's strength is too strong, he doesn't dare to be careless, and he will do his best to attack.

"Huh?" The gray-robed old man punched out, but in his eyes, he found that Ling Feng had retreated violently, and at the same time blasted out a finger. The other party's cultivation at such a young age is amazing, and he can't imagine that his sense of perception is also so keen, and this kind of talent is really terrifying.

Fighting with Ling Feng, he felt more and more frightened, and the killing intent in the gray-robed old man's heart became more and more intense. Since the hatred has been formed, it is necessary to cut the grass and root it cleanly, so as not to give birth to future troubles.

The gray-robed old man is a cautious person, and he will not tolerate the growth of his opponent, which is also the style of their sect. Once a grudge is formed, it must be cut down and eradicated, and future troubles will never be repeated.

Thundered..

The overlapping three fingerprints, mixed with surging anger, are amazingly powerful. In the blink of an eye, the finger prints were already bombarded with the old man's fist prints.

Snort.

The two terrifying attacks collided, and the imaginary shocking explosion did not appear. Looking around, I saw that the finger prints and fist prints were actually stalemate, and there was a lightning-like light burst out from them.

The two attacks devoured and rubbed against each other, and a violent aura bloomed.

When the violent aura reached a critical point, a heart-wrenching fluctuation was finally heard from the place where the attack came into contact.

Ling Feng's eyes widened suddenly, with a hint of fear on his face, and then his body was like the wind, and he retreated violently. The gray-robed old man, his old face twitched, and he also noticed something abnormal, and immediately dodged to the side without hesitation.

Rumble..

A loud bang rang out, and terrifying waves of spiritual energy spread in circles, ruthlessly destroying all obstacles. Countless tall trees were all turned into Min powder in an instant in this terrifying explosion.

The air waves swept across, and thousands of violent winds shot out, like a rain of fire, shrouding the two figures that were rapidly retreating.

"Bang!!"

Ling Feng's face turned pale, the spiritual power in his body was urged to the extreme, and the ghost stepped out with elegant steps, but after all, he couldn't avoid the thousands of fire rains. A rain of fire slammed down on his back, and a dull blast rang out. After that, Ling Feng directly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was sluggish.

In the midst of the fire and rain, the gray-robed old man dodged quite awkwardly. Fierce winds slammed into him, causing numerous holes in his robes. However, after all, he was a powerhouse at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, and even if he resisted a few attacks, there was no big problem.

The rain of fire dissipated, and the terrifying energy dissolved into nothingness. Ling Feng leaned against a huge charred tree, his eyes closed, racing against time to breathe his injuries.

A breaking wind sounded, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth. He didn't have any extra nonsense, his palm slammed into it, and a sharp dagger appeared. The vast spiritual power frantically poured into the dagger, and the dagger hummed, and the light on it was glittering.

After that, the old man's face was hideous, and he was about to move. Then, a red light flickered, and the Red Star Source burst out violently.

A strong sense of crisis erupted, and the gray-robed old man trembled in his heart, and twisted his body violently in a hurry. Chi Xingyuan rubbed his arm, bringing up a trace of blood, and returned to Ling Feng's body.

A trace of sweat seeped out of the gray-robed old man's forehead, and he spat out a voice with palpitations: "I almost got hit!"

Looking at the old man with a happy face, Ling Feng sighed: "It's a pity to just take off an arm!"

As soon as the words fell, under the frightened gaze of the gray-robed old man, his right arm directly slid down weakly. The wound is as smooth as a mirror, and there are faint scorch marks on it.

"I'm going to kill you!" the old man roared, hatred raging.

(End of chapter)