readx;? However, due to Zhao Jingfeng's mysterious body and mystery, he has an advantage in speed, so even if the strength of those middle-aged men is much stronger than Zhao Jingfeng, they still can't catch up with Zhao Jingfeng who escaped with all his strength, unless one of them has wind spiritual power or a master with martial artist strength. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Otherwise, their speed could only be maintained at a relatively balanced stage with Zhao Jingfeng, and once they encountered an obstacle in front of them, they would not be able to do the action of stepping as lightly as Zhao Jingfeng.

Although Cili City is a small third-level cultivation city, the area of the entire city is not small, even if Zhao Jingfeng rushes towards the nearest city gate to him, it will take at least a stick of incense.

Zhao Jingfeng's breathing gradually became heavier when he was running with all his strength, and the fierce fight he experienced before consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and now he is injured again, under the full running, the load on him in his current state is also very large, and the wounds on his body involved in the strenuous movement of his body, the bursts of concentration pain that came from him are also a severe test for Zhao Jingfeng's nerves.

Ahead, the tall and majestic city wall was faintly visible, and he could even vaguely see the soldiers standing on the city wall, and now, he gave an example of the city wall of Cili City, which was only less than five kilometers away, and several martial spirit rank masters of the Feifu family who were chasing after him had been pulled back by Zhao Jingfeng to fifty meters away.

Looking at the city wall in front of him, which was getting clearer and clearer, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't help but feel a little lighter, but his speed did not decrease in the slightest. He also knew in his heart that the power of the Feifu family in Cili City was huge, and with his current strength, it was not enough to confront the entire Feifu family head-on, and the only thing he had to do now was to escape from Cili City, only in this way could the danger be minimized.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a long roar of the desolate demon came from behind, and as soon as the voice fell, a burst of shouts that could not hide his extreme anger followed.

"Stop the fleeing man in front of me, and my Flying Tiger will be rewarded. ”

Hearing this angry shout from behind, Zhao Jingfeng's face changed slightly, with his experience, he judged from this voice alone that the strength of a person was definitely not something he could fight.

"Flying Tiger, it must also be a member of the Flying Tiger!" Zhao Jingfeng thought to himself, and the speed of running was actually a point faster again.

And some of the loose cultivators and merchants walking on the street were stunned when they heard the angry shouts of the Flying Tigers.

"Flying Tiger, isn't he the contemporary head of the Flying Flying Family, the number one family in Cili City?"

"The person who dares to offend the Flying Fox family in Cili City, and also lets the Flying Tiger personally hunt down, must not be a weak person, forget it, with the strength of a martial artist I have just reached now, it is better not to get involved. ”

"The Feixu family is the number one force in Cili City, if I can stop the person who escaped, I guess the reward of the Flying Tiger will not be less!

Some casual cultivators who were more familiar with the forces of Cili City immediately revealed the identity of the Flying Tiger, and immediately discussed in a low voice, among them, there were many people who claimed to be not weak, and they began to coil up the interests in their hearts.

The Flying Tiger obviously has a lot of prestige and influence in Cili City, as soon as he spoke, he immediately touched the hearts of many scattered cultivators, looking at Zhao Jingfeng who was running quickly from a distance, and suddenly several scattered cultivators took out their natal soul treasures and blocked the middle of the road, blocking Zhao Jingfeng's footsteps.

As soon as someone took the lead, many scattered cultivators sacrificed their natal soul treasures one after another and joined the team to stop Zhao Jingfeng. These people obviously couldn't resist the temptation of the Flying Tiger's heavy reward, after all, the Flying Fox family was a veritable first family in Cili City.

Seeing some people in front of him, Zhao Jingfeng's face suddenly became solemn, but his speed was also extremely fast, and in just two breaths, he had already approached those people.

As soon as Zhao Jingfeng approached, several people immediately took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Jingfeng with their natal soul treasures in their hands.

Zhao Jingfeng did not entangle with them, kicked the ground with his feet, and his whole body leaped up, avoiding the rushing people, and his toes connected the dots on the buildings on both sides of the street, flying over the heads of everyone.

"Where to run!"

Immediately, several people who reacted quickly jumped high, and the natal soul treasure in their hands slashed towards Zhao Jingfeng mercilessly with not weak spiritual power.

The solemn killing intent flashed away from Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and then he suddenly turned around, and the silver-white Yan Xi sword appeared in his right hand in an instant, and then turned into a sword shadow, stabbing out like lightning.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The clanging sound caused by the collision of several magic weapons sounded in mid-air, and then, a piece of blood spilled down from the air, and the few people who jumped up to block Zhao Jingfeng, their bodies were like kites with broken strings, they fell from mid-air weakly, fell to the ground and struggled slightly, and then there was no movement, and there was an extremely small wound in their throat and chest heart, and bright red blood was flowing out of the wound like a fountain.

Zhao Jingfeng's body was in mid-air, and he killed several non-weak cultivators with lightning speed, such a scene suddenly shocked many people around, and some of the scattered cultivators who originally planned to stop Zhao Jingfeng gave up their plans after seeing that Zhao Jingfeng still had such a strong strength even though he was injured.

Although the heavy reward from the mouth of the contemporary head of the Flying Tigers of the Flying Fluff family has made many people feel moved, but that reward must also have a life to enjoy! If even the life is lost, then even if there is a heavy reward, there is no blessing to enjoy.

After solving the few scattered cultivators who blocked him, Zhao Jingfeng did not pause for a moment, his body leaped in mid-air, his toes continued to borrow strength from the buildings on both sides of the street, and quickly thought about the city wall that was getting closer and closer in front of him.

And after experiencing the previous scene, no one dared to stop Zhao Jingfeng anymore, so the next short journey, Zhao Jingfeng can be said to be very smooth.

"If you can't escape, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I, the Flying Tiger, swear that I will break you into ten thousand pieces. ”

The roar came from behind again, and the contemporary head of the Flying Fox family rode a desolate demon and was quickly chasing after Zhao Jingfeng, and it was not difficult to hear from his slightly hissing tone that the Flying Tiger's determination to kill Zhao Jingfeng was so strong.

Zhao Jingfeng killed Pegasus Liang, which is equivalent to killing the Flying Tiger, after all, Pegasus Liang is his only son, once he loses this son, with the current physical condition of the Flying Tiger, it is impossible to have the ability to have children.

Zhao Jingfeng turned a deaf ear to the roar of the Flying Tiger full of murderous intent, and just ran towards the tall city wall of Cili City wholeheartedly, and the increasingly clear and solemn footsteps from behind him made Zhao Jingfeng understand that the Flying Tiger riding the desolate demon was much faster than himself.

Five, four, three......

Zhao Jingfeng was getting closer and closer to the city wall, and at this moment, he was only less than two kilometers away from the city wall of Cili City, and he had even seen the greatly open gate of Cili City. And behind him, the Flying Tiger riding the desolate demon was only a kilometer away from him, and it was still rapidly getting closer.

"Commander Chen Yu, please close the city gates and help me stop the escapees, my Flying Tiger will be grateful. ”

The Flying Tiger's grand voice that seemed to shake the sky came from behind him again, and as soon as he finished speaking, the wide open gate of Cili City actually closed quickly.

Seeing the city gate closed, Zhao Jingfeng's face suddenly sank, his eyes quickly scanned the thirty or forty meters high city wall in front of him, and then took a deep breath, the spiritual power in his body was running at full strength, and the speed of the forward rush couldn't help but speed up by three points again, at this moment, Zhao Jingfeng had already learned the light skills of Ling Yuanxing in his previous life to the limit, although his feet were doing the action of running, but the entire toe was floating on the ground, and every time he slid more than ten meters or even more than twenty meters away, his toes would tap on the ground.

Soon, Zhao Jingfeng had already come to the city wall, and because the city gate had been closed, a large group of people quickly gathered in front of the city gate, and many of them were rude and cursed.

Zhao Jingfeng's forward body did not show the slightest sign of stopping, and then, I saw his feet glaring at the ground fiercely, and his whole body flew towards the city wall that was thirty or forty meters high, and finally with the power of rushing forward, his feet kept tapping on the city wall, and climbed rapidly.

Zhao Jingfeng's actions attracted the attention of many people in front of the city gate, and the current discussion was endless.

Zhao Jingfeng only took two breaths to climb the thirty or forty-meter-high city wall very smoothly, and with his feet on one of the battlements of the city wall, he crossed over the head of a soldier on the city wall, shot directly towards the outside of the city, and finally jumped from the thirty-four-meter-high city wall.

Everything went very smoothly, Zhao Jingfeng was not hindered in any way across the city wall, and even the soldiers guarding the city wall watched him fly over the city wall and did not stop him.

Just when Zhao Jingfeng had just crossed the city wall, the Flying Tiger, who was chasing after him, also felt in front of the city wall, jumped up directly from the back of the desolate demon under his crotch, and quickly climbed the city wall to learn from Zhao Jingfeng's touch, and continued to chase Zhao Jingfeng. And then the desolate demon, maybe because it was too bulky, and it was not good at jumping! As soon as the Flying Tiger left, it strangely stayed in place, and did not catch up.

After that, more than ten middle-aged men rushed from behind, glanced at the closed city gate, and then followed over the city wall and chased in the direction where Zhao Jingfeng fled.

"Open the gates!"

As soon as a few people left the city, a deep sound came down from the city wall, and immediately, the closed city gate slowly opened with a "quack" sound.

On the city wall, there were two middle-aged men, one of them was wearing a white robe, and the other was wearing jet-black armor.

When Zhao Jingfeng and his party disappeared from sight, the middle-aged man in armor looked at the person in white robe next to him and asked, "Commander Chen Yu, why don't you stop that person!"

The middle-aged man in the white robe smiled slightly and said, "He killed the only son of the Flying Tiger, Pegasus Liang, and I am grateful that he is too late!

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in armor was slightly stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of schadenfreude.

......

Outside the city, Zhao Jingfeng, who was galloping, looked back at the Flying Tiger who was chasing after him, and his face immediately became solemn, although he did not fight with the Flying Tiger, but Zhao Jingfeng could feel that he was definitely not the opponent of the Flying Tiger.

Looking at the open field around him, Zhao Jingfeng, who was galloping, thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and the direction of progress suddenly changed, and he actually rushed towards the Desolate Demon Mountain Range.

He also knew in his heart that in this open wilderness, he couldn't get rid of the Flying Tigers chasing after him, and now the only way was to enter the Desolate Demon Mountain Range again, and use the complex terrain of the Desolate Demon Mountain Range to get rid of the Flying Tiger's pursuit.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng, who was getting closer and closer to him, the eyes of the Flying Tiger suddenly turned red, and the strong killing intent emanated without the slightest concealment, and roared angrily: "You can't escape!"

Zhao Jingfeng turned his head and glanced at the Flying Tiger who was less than five hundred meters away from him, according to this situation, I was afraid that he would be caught up by the Flying Tiger before he reached the Desolate Demon Mountain Range.

Zhao Jingfeng hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth violently, Yan Xijian suddenly appeared from his right hand, and the next moment, Zhao Jingfeng's forward figure suddenly stopped, and then took the initiative to rush towards the Flying Tiger.

"Martial King, I want to see how powerful it is. ”

Seeing that Zhao Jingfeng didn't run away, he actually took the initiative to think about rushing by himself, and the Flying Tiger's face couldn't help but show a hideous smile, and shouted: "It's good, I'm going to break your body into ten thousand pieces, no, it's too cheap for you to die like this, I must let you live better than die." ”

After that, a wide giant axe suddenly appeared in the hand of the Flying Tiger, this giant axe is very large, twice as large as the burly body of the Flying Tiger, the color of the entire giant axe is a piece of earthy yellow, and the sharp blade of the axe flashes with a cold light.

The Yan Xi Sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand slashed through the air, stabbing towards the Flying Tiger with a slight sound of breaking through the air.

"Drink!" the Flying Tiger burst out, and the giant axe in his hand suddenly shone with an earthy yellow light, and then slashed towards Zhao Jingfeng with a screaming sound of breaking through the air.