The speed of the lightning will make people taste an extremely cheerful sensory stimulation, doubtful otherwise, there would not be so many drag racing people, but An Fei rarely races with people in another world, although his driving skills are very good, but limited by the intricate road conditions, he would rather die at the hands of an enemy stronger than himself than become a victim of a car accident, so it is easy not to start a chase with anyone. Rather than being a road killer in an environment full of too many uncertainties, it is better to fix the venue of the attack in the other party's office, the entrance and exit of a meeting, the bright lights of the nightclub, or the other party's bed.

But in this magical world, the restrictions are almost negligible, and An Fei, who has infiltrated Raidenburg, has turned into a powerful arrow and shoots straight towards the sky.

Nothing can stop An Fei's figure, which has reached the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, the surging inner breath, the powerful spiritual power, the subtle to the extreme, and the ubiquitous elements, all of which together allow An Fei to release his skills in an almost perfect way, and the rivers, mountains, fields, everything, all of them have become a platform for retreating backwards under An Fei's feet.

There was a big river in front of him, An Fei fell towards the center of the river as if he couldn't see anything, but at the moment when his toes came into contact with the river, the water element under his feet had turned into a thick ice cube, An Fei's toes floated lightly to the opposite bank, and the heavy ice block sank down sharply and exploded into countless fragments, and then a column of water rose into the sky and shot straight into the air for more than 20 meters, and when the water column flew away and splashed down like fireworks, An Fei's figure was no longer visible.

A group of staggering zombies blocked the way, but Lu Anfei rushed straight towards the zombies, not wanting to change direction at all. Then, the longitudinal mid-air figure was thrown downward in an arc when An Fei's strength was exhausted, and a ground thorn suddenly pierced out of the ground, catching up with An Fei's landing point. An Fei stretched out his foot and stabbed on the ground, stomping on the ground stab, his body flew forward with the help of force, and so on several times, most of the zombies had not yet figured out what was going on, An Fei had already jumped over the zombie crowd of thousands, and turned into a small black dot behind them.

About 5,000 infantry escorted the baggage along the road slowly, and the general sensed the magic fluctuations at the same time. He also saw a black shadow in the distance, although he could be sure that the other party was not using undead magic, although the other party seemed to be only one person, but out of caution, he still pulled out his long sword and turned around and shouted: "Array." Alert!"

The soldiers were busy and formed in neat arrays, while the archers took their longbows from their backs and stared at the rushing shadows with wary eyes. The general turned his head and was taken aback again, and in a short period of time, the other party actually rushed over a distance of six or seven hundred meters, and he hurriedly shouted: "Come on, stop ......", and the last word "step" was not spoken. The long sword in his hand was already stiff, and it was pointless to shout anything in mid-air, and the other party was already speeding away from the side more than ten meters away from him. The strong wind that swept in not only blew the military flag to the hunt, but also made him feel suffocated.

A chill ran in the general's heart, although his strength was not high, he was also a low-level swordsman, and the other party could cause him this kind of pressure just by speeding over, so the other party was very close even if he was not a peak powerhouse, and the only thing that reassured him was that the other party didn't seem to be interested in his baggage, just passing by.

From early morning to noon, An Fei was like the Kuafu who chased the sun, sprinting freely between heaven and earth, but his expression was much more relaxed than that of Kuafu, and he was breathing in his body strongly, and there was no sign of exhaustion.

Breathing is the most basic and the most important of the internal exercises, the so-called breathing is nothing more than the old and the new, eliminating the turbidity in the body, absorbing the aura of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers for his own use, and after merging with the heart of nature, An Fei can feel the natural breath gathering in his body anytime and anywhere, and its substantive effect is many times stronger than simply breathing, so although his state of mind has been stagnant, the internal breath is becoming stronger and stronger day by day. In the past, he always used only his skills and strength to fight the enemy, because inner breath was his biggest secret, but now he is the only one left between heaven and earth, and he doesn't have to worry about anything.

"Look at the Earth Dragon!!" The elf standing in the treetops under the afternoon sun suddenly cried out loudly.

After most of the day's galloping, An Fei has rushed into the Hengduan Mountains, because the distance is relatively far, the elf did not see An Fei's figure, only saw rows of ancient trees trembling violently one after another, the momentum is amazing, in addition to sensing a magic fluctuation that is not very violent, it can also sense a depressing strange fluctuation, and the imaginative elf has come up with a 'magical' answer.

"What? There is a dragon in the valley of Hengduan??" several figures jumped up to the treetops, including elves and druids, who belonged to a search party, and had been searching for their missing companions and the unknown enemies in the valleys.

The trembling of the ancient tree suddenly stopped, and a figure flew through the air, then turned in their direction.

"It's the Earth Dragon, it's a person!" an elf shouted.

Everyone has seen it!" A druid hurriedly said, "Don't tell you who he is." ”

In the blink of an eye, the figure landed on the treetops less than ten meters away from them, glanced around, and suddenly said, "Druid...... Buzureano, Manjusli, or Manzer?"

At this moment, the search team saw the appearance of the figure in front of them, and couldn't help but gasp, because the other party was too young, at most in his early twenties, and the other party actually called Buzureano and the others by name, and then thought of the amazing momentum just now, the other party was very likely to be a peak powerhouse of the same level.

"My lord, we are the subordinates of the wolf king Manjusli. A druid bowed down respectfully.

"Manghusli? The figure burst into laughter, and then a flash of form appeared in front of the hunched druid, and he punched down.

The druid only had time to raise his head, and the punch had slammed into his forehead, in the midst of a piercing sound of fractures. His body was suddenly shorter, because his neck bone could not withstand the tremendous pressure, and he had collapsed inward.

The elf standing beside the druid screamed, flew up and kicked at the figure, the other party's movement was too fast. If you want to retreat, you can't retreat, you can only attract the attention of the other party and create an opportunity for your companion to fight back.

An Fei stretched out his arm and grabbed the elf's leg, and the tip of his toe kicked at the other leg, and the elf felt as if he had been hit by a flying boulder, and could no longer step on the branch. Involuntarily threw it back, and the two legs were twisted into a straight line, and there was a tearing pain at the root of the legs.

An Fei raised his arm against the other man's leg and swung at the face that had turned pale from pain. Most of the people whose legs were forcibly split would bend forward, which would make their pain slightly less, and they were hit by An Fei. An indescribable pain sent her, causing her to pass out in an instant, and her body flew out like a cannonball.

An elven archer drew his longbow, but before the arrow could be fired. An Fei had appeared in front of her, a curtain of light that was enough to blind people for a short time appeared, turning her body, her longbow, and arrows into a flaming ball of fire.

"An Fei!" Seeing the fire sword, a druid let out a heart-rending roar, but his body did not advance but retreated. Swept down from the treetops, three of his four companions had been killed in the blink of an eye. Where did he still have the courage to fight An Fei? He just wanted to run away as soon as possible and get the word out.

It's a pity that his movements are as slow as a snail compared to An Fei, An Fei's toes have appeared in the treetops where he is, and the fire sword is fishing down, and his wish to jump to the ground has only come true, and most of the fall is only his body, but his head flies out of thin air, coincidentally stuck on a branch, and his eyes blinked in confusion, as if wondering why he didn't move.

Only one elf could land on the ground in time, soaring high and low, desperately fleeing into the distance. Instead of chasing, An Fei slowly plunged the fire sword into the sealed scabbard, and in his hand appeared a longbow with a blood-red bowstring, just when the first druid with a bleeding head had just fallen to the ground, splashing a cloud of snow.

An Fei slowly pulled out the longbow, a dark cyan arrow appeared on the bowstring, and then his fingers loosened, and the arrow shot out silently.

The galloping elf just wanted to bypass the ancient tree in front of him, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, all his strength disappeared at once, and he couldn't help but pounce on the ancient tree, or was nailed to the ancient tree, her hands were weakly rubbing on the bark, and she didn't know whether to hold on to the ancient tree or push the ancient tree away, struggling for a moment, her eyes slowly closed, and the breath of life gradually disappeared.

An Fei had a cruel and cold smile in his eyes, and pointed like a knife and wrote a few words on the trunk of the tree, muttering, "Manjusli, this is just the beginning......"

The words he left on the trunk of the tree were tantamount to a war letter to Manchusley, since he became a *man, he had never hated a person as much as he did at this moment, even if Manchusli was a peak powerhouse, even if no one was willing to help him, he would fight with Manchusli and fight to the death.

And Manchusley never imagined that in his eyes, the sharp An Fei has been hiding clumsy, and when An Fei completely explodes, he will become a nightmare opponent, although his strength is stronger than An Fei, but sometimes pure strength cannot determine everything, not to mention that strength can be changed.