? "Want to run now, it's too late!"

Chen Yuxiang smiled coldly, and the god-killing spear in his hand stabbed out again!

The energy attack could not be dodged, not only Feng Tang's sword, but also Chen Yuxiang's first style of god-killing marksmanship.

Feng Tang suddenly turned around and jumped up in the middle of the run, and slashed down at the void in front of the 'chest' with a sword!

"Peng!"

After a loud bang, violent energy 'waves' gushed out. Blood spurted wildly from Feng Tang's mouth, and his figure flew backwards like lightning, crashing through several buildings one after another, and with the energy storm, it had already fallen a hundred feet away.

At this critical juncture of life and death crisis, the experience of the peak cultivator of the Feng Tang Human Realm was fully revealed. Resisting Chen Yuxiang's death ray just now, he didn't use all his strength!

Through the judgment of Chen Yuxiang's multiple attacks, Feng Tang knew that the attack power of each shot was the same. So this attack just now, Feng Tang's resistance strength was only barely able to save his life.

In this way, although he was seriously injured, he successfully distanced himself from Chen Yuxiang and the others with the help of the energy storm. In this Tribulation Period, the monk's divine consciousness only covers more than a thousand meters, as long as he can escape from a thousand meters away, he is basically safe. 'Mixed' in the flow of people, who can find him?

This world couldn't fly, and after being swept away by the energy storm and flying out of the hundreds, Feng Tang fell to the ground. After landing on the ground, Feng Tang didn't dare to look back at all, and rushed towards the streets and alleys with his sword. After all, he was a monk at the peak of the Tribulation Period, but the speed of the outbreak under the life and death crisis was unparalleled.

"Little 'Mao', chase!" Chen Yuxiang stabbed out again and shouted loudly.

If Feng Tang really escaped a thousand meters away, it would indeed be a troublesome matter. Outside the control of the divine consciousness, there is also a loss of control over the death rays.

"Yes, boss!" Little 'Mao' rattled and chased after him. He is known for his speed, and after transforming into ten zhang, it does not affect his speed. The huge figure was like a black 'colored' lightning, shooting towards the direction of Feng Tang's escape.

When Feng Tang fled, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his vest. Needless to say, it's that weird invisible attack coming again. Feng Tang showed a strange smile on his face, and his body jumped high again, several feet higher than the height of the last time, and then suddenly turned around in the air, and the flying sword slashed down behind him!

This was already the last blow he could deliver!, but with this blow, Feng Tang was confident that he would be able to escape a thousand meters away before the opponent's next invisible attack arrived. And when the time comes, the opponent's energy attack will no longer be able to help him! Because without the lock of the divine sense, the energy attack can only attack blindly, and the chance of attacking him is too small!

"Peng!"

It was another violent energy storm, and the spiritual power in Feng Tang's body was almost empty, and blood spurted wildly in the air again, and it shot backwards at a faster speed than last time. This time, he resisted less and was more seriously injured, but his speed was also faster, and by the time he landed, he was already more than 200 zhang away!

"As long as I run another 100 zhang, they won't be able to catch me!" Feng Tang's expression was extremely sluggish, but there was a hint of a smile on his face. Although he has lost his ability to attack, and his spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted, he still has the ability to run.

Glancing back at the demon beast that was chasing after it like a demon god, Feng Tang gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

This battle has shaken the entire Nancheng District. The height of the small 'hair' is ten zhang, which exceeds most of the pavilions. The cultivators all over the city jumped onto the roof and looked at the huge figure with awe on their faces.

"Oh my God!

"Was he calling the emperor's name just now?"

"Dare to provoke the emperor? Isn't this tired?"

"That's not necessarily! The guy who vomited blood while flying just now, did you see it? That's Lord Feng Tang!"

"Lord Feng Tang! That's Lord Feng Tang! You mean, he defeated Lord Feng Tang!"

"No wonder you dare to challenge the emperor, there are really two hits!"

"Is the sky in Nancheng District going to change?"

The battle, which lasted only a few breaths, quickly attracted the attention of cultivators all over the city. Everyone was talking, and many of them were flushed with excitement.

This is the first time in 100,000 years!

......

Feng Tang appeared in the streets and alleys covered in blood, his breath was also extremely sluggish, his temples were scattered, and he looked extremely embarrassed. As the captain of the Great Emperor Guard, Feng Tang is definitely a prestigious presence in Nancheng District. The cultivators in the alley recognized the adult at a glance, and although they didn't know what was going on, they quickly made way for him. And the extremely dodge-in-avoidance, the body directly turned into nothingness. The methods of the peak monks of the Tribulation Period are definitely not to be underestimated.

Chen Yuxiang did not continue to attack, because Feng Tang's move was really very effective. Chen Yuxiang was also worried that if he attacked again, he would directly blast this guy out of the range of his divine sense, and it would be troublesome. The existence of such a period of tribulation, since the war has begun, it must be killed.

Wherever Feng Tang passed, passers-by dodged one after another, and when he turned a street corner and continued to run in the direction of Yingqin Manor, a figure on the side of the road flashed, standing in the middle of the street, and at the same time a familiar voice sounded: "Feng Tang!"

"Get out!" Feng Tang still had the impact of the Psychic Storm magic in his mind at this time, and he didn't hear clearly who he came to know, so he lowered his head and continued to rush forward. In his mind, this man should have been reduced to nothingness in front of him, just like the other guys who stood in his way.

"Bang!"

Feng Tang's figure ran to the side of the visitor, but as if he had hit a high mountain, he bounced back heavily and fell to the ground. His breath became even more sluggish, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood arrows shot out and fell to the ground.

Feng Tang raised his head and looked at the person with an angry face, but after recognizing the person, his face changed suddenly: "Zhao Heng!"

Standing in front of Feng Tang was a middle-aged monk with a face like a 'jade'. The monk was tall, and the smile on his face was extremely amiable, this kind of smile was definitely the type of 'fascination' that would not pay for the death of a 'woman', but in Feng Tang's opinion, this smile was so hateful!

"Lord Feng, it's hard for you to remember me, hehe!" Zhao Heng waved the flying sword in his hand and smiled slightly.

"Zhao Heng, you don't stay honestly in Xicheng District, what are you doing in our Nancheng District!" Feng Tang stood up hard and looked at Zhao Heng and said coldly.

"Hehe! Nancheng District is so lively today, why don't I come and take a look? Not only the people from our Xicheng District, I estimate that Xiong Zhen's people should also arrive! Zhao Heng looked at Feng Tang and said with a chic smile.

"Xiong Zhen's people!" Feng Tang was slightly startled.

But he quickly understood that this was a normal thing. Of the four urban districts in the east, west, north and south, half of them are won by Qin. Xiong Zhen occupied Beicheng District, and after a large number of sects were collectively exiled thousands of years ago, the Kyushu Alliance led by Zhao Heng occupied Xicheng District. Although Xicheng District was snatched from Xiong Zhen by Zhao Heng and others back then, the three-legged time has exceeded 100,000 years, and the most powerful Ying Qin is naturally the most hated.

Zhao Heng and Xiong Zhen had already let go of their grievances back then, and stared at Ying Qin openly and secretly. The three forces are calm on the surface on weekdays, but the relationship between them secretly is also extremely delicate. Now that someone is openly challenging Win Qin, how can Zhao Heng and Xiong Zhen not pay attention to this matter? Therefore, it is normal for Zhao Heng and Xiong Zhen to appear here!

"Lord Zhao Alliance, you get out of the way first, if there is something going on between our two families, we will talk about it another day!" Feng Tang looked at Zhao Heng and said coldly, "Could it be that your Kyushu Alliance really plans to start a war with the Emperor?"

Zhao Heng smiled coldly: "Go to war? Haha! Although Ying Qin is a little stronger than me, it is not so easy to kill me! Whether to start a war with me, or wait for him to live today! As for you, Feng Tang, do you still want to live at this time? When we first came to this world 100,000 years ago, you were very arrogant, killing many of my brothers in the Kyushu Alliance. Do you think I'll forget this blood account?"

"100,000 years ago, did you kill fewer brothers from the Emperor's Guard? Besides, Xiong Zhen killed more of your brothers, why don't you go to him! Don't talk about these useless things! Zhao Alliance Lord, you get out of the way quickly, otherwise, the Emperor will definitely fight with you endlessly!" Glancing back at the black shadow that was hurrying over, Feng Tang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Immortal?" Feng Tang, who do you think you are? You're just a dog! You think you're Yingzheng! Kill you, will Ying Qin follow me endlessly?" Zhao Heng pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Go die!" Feng Tang naturally knew that he was not Yingzheng, and the emperor would not go to war with Zhao Heng for himself. After a desperate shout, Feng Tang suddenly jumped up like a cheetah and swooped towards Zhao Heng!

"Look for death!" Zhao Heng smiled disdainfully, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly waved, facing Feng Tang's flying sword. Zhao Heng had thirty percent of the spiritual power reserves in his body, and Feng Tang was already at the end of the crossbow, and Zhao Heng's cultivation far surpassed Feng Tang's, so he didn't care about Feng Tang's near-death blow at all.

Feng Tang was in mid-air, the flying sword in his hand turned abruptly, and he suddenly hit an ancient tree!

With a soft sound, the trunk of the ancient tree turned into powder, and with the power of the anti-shock, Feng Tang turned in the air, and had already flown over a house and landed on a 'dew' platform.

But as soon as he turned around, he found that there was already an additional figure on the platform.

Zhao Heng!

"Hmph! It was this trick 100,000 years ago!Feng Tang, do you think that if I do the same, I will do it twice!" Zhao Heng smiled coldly, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and the flying sword slashed down without hesitation!

However, at the moment when the flying sword fell, Feng Tang's body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist! At the same time, an arrogant voice sounded: "Who the hell are you?

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