Seeing the reaction of the four people, Feng Meng snorted coldly, and after glancing at Mo Zihan on the ground and Han Lei Minghua not far away, he instantly rushed towards Hou Jieming.

For a while, the majestic Yuan Force fluctuations continued to rise from the center of the two, and the gorgeous martial arts and Tianyuan skills flew together.

Even though there is a third-level gap, most of Hou Jieming's mind is not on Feng Meng. The prey was in front of him, and there was a lot of danger behind him, so he had to keep some hands on it.

But Feng Meng is not like this, desperately San Lang is not screaming in vain. Once you go into battle, it's going to be endless!

As a result, Hou Jieming quickly fell into disadvantage.

In the face of Feng Meng's stubborn fighting, the former couldn't help but feel angry, and had to use all his strength at the moment.

For a short time, the two were inseparable.

Although the battle was fierce, Han Lei had no intention of watching. The four people who were about to move not far away made him can't help but mobilize the only one-third of the Yuan Force left in his body.

Sure enough, just as the galloping sound behind him was getting closer and closer, one of them couldn't help it.

It was a man with a golden wing behind him, and he saw that his face sank, and he instantly flew towards Mo Zihan.

Seeing this, the three of them were startled and hurriedly chased after them.

Just as the golden-winged man was about to reach above Mo Zihan and stretched out his hand to snatch the latter away, a shout suddenly sounded under his feet.

"Get down!"

Without warning, a hand grabbed the golden-winged man's feet, and then slammed downward.

The golden-winged man snorted coldly, flapped his wings, and several feather blades flew backwards.

The hand quickly let go, and its owner flashed aside.

The golden-winged man's movements remained unchanged, grabbing Mo Zihan's clothes. But just as he had risen less than a meter high, a figure appeared on his right.

The man floated in mid-air, flapping his wings and kicking the golden-winged man fiercely.

Unsurprisingly, the latter suffered a heavy blow to the waist, and then flew away involuntarily, and Mo Zihan also fell rapidly down due to his letting go.

Seeing this, the two who shot looked at each other and hurriedly swept down, but the next moment they couldn't help but be stunned.

A black shadow flashed, and Mo Zihan disappeared as a result.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two of them and the golden-winged man who had stabilized his body in the air instantly looked in one direction, where a man with a black wing flew away rapidly, and in the crook of his arm was Mo Zihan.

Anger appeared on the faces of the three of them at the same time, and they chased directly after the black-winged man.

"Bastard! the prey has run away, what are you still pestering Lao Tzu?!" After a round of impact, Hou Jieming couldn't help but roar at Feng Meng.

The latter casually glanced at a few figures in the sky, and said: "This is none of Lao Tzu's business, you are the fastest among the few people present, and all Lao Tzu has to do is to keep you!"

Hou Jieming's face became gloomy a little bit, he knew that at such a close distance, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't get rid of the other party.

In this way, these two must have been discussed a long time ago!

Bastard!

As soon as he thought that he had been calculated, Hou Jieming couldn't help but tremble with anger, and immediately roared towards Feng Meng.

In fact, just a little careful thinking, in front of many strong people, it is not enough to see at all!

Seeing the two of them in full swing, Han Lei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he also guessed that the black-winged man was Feng Meng's companion, this thought only flashed through his mind.

That way, no one will pay attention to him.

Han Lei quietly sandwiched Minghua under the crook of his arm, glanced at a dozen and a dozen figures rushing towards him not far away, and didn't dare to slack off and chase after the black-winged man with both feet.

Regarding Han Lei's departure, Feng Meng and the others didn't care. Although they felt the aura of the Demon Yuan on Han Lei's body, they were obviously not Demon Dragons. As for the Divine Yuan aura on Minghua's body, it is even more unlikely that he is the owner of the Demon Dragon Tianyuan.

Less than a few seconds after Han Lei left, more than a dozen figures arrived in an instant.

It was the best of the strong men who were reduced to about forty.

As for the remaining nearly sixty strong men, they either voluntarily quit under the pressure of the beast tide and other strong people, or they were defeated in battles with others along the way.

After all, no matter who sees it, everyone else is an enemy except for their own companions.

As a result, it is inevitable that there will be attrition, and it is inevitable that some of the people who remain now will be injured.

Even the dozen or so people who arrived first could still see the traces of a fight on their bodies.

However, as the vanguard from beginning to end, I have to say that the strength of these dozen people is indeed not weak.

There are as many as four Yuan Huang alone!

And the rest are at least fifth-level Yuan Kings!

If it weren't for the great resistance from the deep snow and the slight fighting along the way, they wouldn't have arrived now.

After a dozen people stopped, they all looked at the two who were fighting.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Two of them swept out in an instant, and without saying a word, they rushed straight towards Hou Jieming.

The latter had just repelled Feng Meng, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the two people rushing towards him, and he was so shocked that he couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his arms.

Both palms slapped on it at the same time, and the sudden attack couldn't help but make Hou Jieming snort, and then quickly stepped back.

The rest of the people continued to run towards Han Lei and the figures in the air after watching coldly.

Seeing this, the two of them ignored it, but just came to Feng Meng's side, and one of them asked, "Commander, are you okay?"

These two are actually members of the Fire Eagle Mercenary Group!

Feng Meng pushed away the hands of the two who were about to support him, and said, "I'm fine, let's kill him!"

Hearing this, the two turned around abruptly and wanted to leave.

Hou Jieming hurriedly took a step back, waved his hands at the same time, and said, "Slow down, I'll just go." I hope you can get what you want!" said he flapped his wings and flew away, turning into a small black dot in just a moment.

Seeing this, the two couldn't help but look at Feng Meng.

The latter frowned and said, "Leave him alone, what about the other brothers?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

There were not many members of the Fire Eagle Mercenary Group who went deep into the Northern Cang Realm this time, and only eight people were dispatched to hunt down the prey, and these two people ran in front, and they didn't know the situation of the others.

Feng Meng turned to look at the air and said, "The prey is in Lao Yang's hands, and with his strength, he should be able to avoid those three people." Let's follow!" He flapped his wings and flew into the air.

The two looked at each other and nodded, and then ran wildly again.

Less than a minute after they left, the remaining twenty or so people rushed by.

After another two minutes or so, the beast tide rolled up the sky and rushed through the ice and snow, and the chase battle began again!

High in the air, as far as the eye could see, a figure stood out of thin air, flapping a pair of huge golden wings behind him.

It was Lang Bugou who left before!

Lang Bugou looked down at the dozens of figures below, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said to himself: "It's not okay to go on like this, and besides, the beast tide seems to be about to disperse." ”

No longer hesitating, Lang Bugou flapped his wings violently, and then began to sweep downward.

A golden meteor suddenly fell from the sky like this, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When several people in the air found out that the golden-winged man's target was the black-winged man, they couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately pushed the speed to the extreme.

The black-winged man naturally found out, and under the traction of the qi machine, although he couldn't see the appearance of the other party, he could feel that the other party was very strong!

He tightened his arms, roaring and speeding up again.

As for Han Lei, after his eyes changed, the strength of his feet couldn't help but increase to the maximum.

It is estimated that the only one among several people who knows who that golden meteor is is Han Lei.

Undoubtedly, if the other party succeeds in capturing Mo Zihan, let alone him, everyone will have no chance!

Two golden rays of light pierced the night sky, and the black-winged man didn't have time to react at all, and the right arm holding Mo Zihan was shot fiercely.

It is Lang Bugou's feather blade!

The black-winged man's right arm subconsciously loosened, and Mo Zihan's delicate body fell down, the former was shocked, ignoring the pain, and his right hand reached down and wanted to pull it up again.

But at this moment, the golden meteor came from the side of the black-winged man in an instant, and he couldn't help but say that Lang Bugou kicked the latter away and began to chase after Mo Zihan.

It was only at this time that several people in the air saw the face of the golden-winged man clearly, and they couldn't help but be stunned after discovering that it was actually Lang Bugou.

But the prey is right in front of you, and there is no room for much thought. At that moment, the three of them, including the black-winged man who had stabilized his figure, gritted their teeth fiercely and flew towards Mo Zihan, who was landing rapidly.

Han Lei's face was grim, and he frantically activated the Yuan Force in his body, and then the Yuan Force under his feet erupted, and his speed increased again.

However, after all, Lang Bugou had to go faster.

However, what he did next surprised everyone.

I saw Lang Bugou grab Mo Zihan, and then looked at Han Lei who was flying quickly below, and an inexplicable smile lifted at the corner of his mouth.

"Little brother, go on!"

Lang Bugou shouted loudly, and then actually threw the Mo Zihan in his hand down.

Han Lei's pupils shrank, although he was shocked by Lang Bugou's approach, but he didn't care about anything else, he took Mo Zihan under his armpit, and then began to fall down.

Seeing this, the four turned around and chased after Han Lei.

And Lang Bugou rose into the air again and disappeared.

The four of them chased after Han Lei, and for a while, countless feather blades and Tianyuan techniques were sent out from them, and then swept towards Han Lei.

Not only that, but even below there were several strong people jumping high and running towards Han Lei.

Several Yuan Powers were swung out of the hands of those Yuan Emperors, and it seemed that everyone was not worried about hurting their prey at all.

A great crisis appeared behind him, and Han Lei subconsciously looked back, and the brilliant skills from the air and the ground flew towards him at the same time.

That's all from the attack of the Yuan King and above!

Han Lei absolutely believed that if he was hit by all of them, even if he had a natural body, he would shed his skin even if he didn't die!

Thinking of this, Han Lei didn't dare to slack off at all. With a roar, he once again activated the few remaining Yuan Force in his body, and then transported it all to his feet.

"Boom!"

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