100 meters per second! The journey, which originally took more than 30 minutes to arrive, only took six minutes with the blessing of Teacher Ning's anti-sky speed. However, in normal times, these six minutes are just a snap of a finger, but in this kind of life-threatening time, six minutes, six minutes of life and death!

In the mountains and forests, dead trees and old trees. Yan Lang was lying on the ground, with many wounds on his body and a lot of blood shedding. The genetic hand he had hung around his neck had been shattered in the fight not long ago. Xue Ji looked at Yan Lang, whose face was pale and had lost too much blood, he sighed, and immediately pulled out a knife: "Second Young Master of the Yan family, what a noble identity this is. It's just a little lonely on the road, but ......" a playful smile appeared on his lips, "Don't worry, someone will go down to accompany you soon." ”

Xue Ji grabbed the knife and approached Yan Lang, wanting to cut off Yan Lang's head, Yan Lang had a fatal wound in the chest, bubbling out of blood, and a pool of blood soon formed under him. Xue Ji frowned slightly, he stopped, and instead threw the knife at his comrades, "You come!" "He commanded his comrades.

When you cut off your head, you have to see blood, and it's not good if it splashes on yourself. He doesn't like blood, and sometimes he has to kill people, but in general, he's a bit of a cleanliness fetish.

The subordinate caught the knife and swallowed his saliva: "Boss, even if we cut off his head, we can't take it away?" Besides, it's still a long time before the end of the competition, it's inconvenient to carry a head, and it will rot in a few days, so let's not cut it, right? ”

"Interest?" There was a bit of coldness in the corners of Xue Ji's eyes, "Think I can see it?" It's a shame to be timid and afraid. If you don't cut off your head, how can you pay back to your employer? Forget it, I'll do it myself! These people are useless, and Xue Ji is a little upset. He was about to get the knife back, just then, 'Huh——! ’

Like a ghost in the forest, a figure flew by. The other party dragged Yan Lang up at a very fast speed and rushed into the distance in an instant.

Xue Ji was taken aback, "Chase!" "A hundred meters per second? Where did this person come from? He only had time to see the other party's back, a delicate back of his head, a long and jade body, as if he was cultivating bamboo, and he seemed to be very young when he looked at the back.

Under Xue Ji's full burst, the speed of the second was ninety. He was suspicious in his heart, the man in front of him was stealing food, and he fled quickly, but there was something strange about his appearance. The two long legs slid left and right, as if flying across the ground. The man didn't have much energy, he dragged Yan Lang's arm with his backhand, 'he' ran wildly in front, and Yan Lang, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, was dragged behind, leaving a trail on the ground.

The speed difference between the two is only ten meters, ten meters per second, which seems to be a small difference, but it can't add up to a lot. Ten seconds later, the distance between the two sides was 100 meters, and after 1 minute, it was a 1,000 meters.

Mountains and forests are natural shelters, full of trees, suitable for hiding. Ning Chen dragged Yan Lang to run non-stop, the speed was too fast, the wind blew by his side, his body energy was only F, his skin was thin and his blood was less brittle, and his strength was already small, but now he was dragging Yan Lang who was taller than himself, stronger than himself, and heavier than himself, it was really fatal. It felt like his arm was almost unconscious, and countless times, Ning Chen heard his bones creaking.

After a full ten minutes, Ning Chen stopped and looked back breathlessly. The gap is big enough, a full 10,000 meters, and Xue Ji's group has been thrown away by Ning Chen. The body shook and poof—a mouthful of blood!