Zhang Yuan rushed through the mountains and forests not far away, covered in golden light, and the speed was wild, like lightning in the night, bringing a violent hurricane, and rushed out several miles away in an instant.

Behind him, the Dragon Descending Venerable, the Four Absolute Divine Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the Absolute Heart Sword were all chasing after him at great speed.

After that, there are a lot of Jianghu guests.

Among this group of Jianghu guests, there are many first-order powerhouses, with profound strength and outstanding light skills, but no matter how they show it, they can't catch up with Zhang Yuan's speed at all.

A group of people exerted their strength, gritted their teeth and ran wildly, and after chasing for seven or eight miles, the golden light in front of them was hazy, and they completely disappeared into the distant dense forest.

Only the light emanating from the Dragon Descending Venerable, the Four Absolute Divine Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the Absolute Heart Sword can barely be seen clearly.

Many Jianghu guests, their eyes widened, and their hearts were shocked.

Soon, someone once again exerted all their strength and chased after the Dragon Descending Venerable, the Four Peerless Divine Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the Absolute Heart Sword, trying to be able to follow them.

But soon, all four of them gradually disappeared from their sights.

The more they pursued, the farther away they became from the four.

In the end, the light on the four of them was also obscured by the dense forest, and they couldn't see it clearly.

A group of Jianghu guests gasped for breath, their faces turned pale, and they had to stop one after another.

Among them, there were groups of three or five, and several groups fell behind them.

From the discovery of Zhang Yuan to their rapid pursuit, they were divided into four or five levels.

The first to fall is the one with the lowest strength.

After that, slightly stronger.

Push it away.

Now, even the class powerhouses among them have to stop.

A group of class powerhouses, with sore waists and knees, looked at each other in shock.

In order to be able to keep up with the Four Peerless Divine Monks, they even used their strength to eat, but they were still far behind, what kind of strength is this?

And what is the strength of the figure at the front?

"Could it be He Daoqing?"

Someone was shocked.

The others were shaken in their hearts.

He Daoqing!

These three words are definitely the most terrifying existence of the younger generation.

"No, it's not He Daoqing, I've seen He Daoqing and the Dragon Descending Venerable fight each other, He Daoqing's true qi is cyan when it works, this is golden light, it's completely different. ”

A mid-order powerhouse spoke.

"Who could that be?"

Others are even more unimaginable.

It's not He Daoqing, but he has such strength!

It's terrifying!

"Have you heard the words spoken by the Four Absolute Monks before, it is a Shaolin layman, that person must be a disciple of the Shaolin layman, and he has also practiced the iron cloth shirt to Dacheng!"

The mid-first order powerhouse spoke.

"Yes, I did hear it, but this target is still difficult to lock, although the iron cloth shirt Dacheng is rare, but there are a few people, who is that just now?"

"No matter who it is, his strength is unfathomable, and he is definitely in the top ten on the list. ”

"Yes, we're just waiting for news, it should come out tomorrow at the earliest. ”

A group of people nodded.

Their faces turned pale and their meridians ached, all of which were the result of a sudden outburst just now.

A group of people took a deep breath and recovered on the spot.

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Far away.

Zhang Yuan rushed out of a mountain forest again, covered in golden light, terrifying, Cihang's discerning eyes were exerted to the extreme, staring closely at the wisps of black gas in front of him.

The speed of this dream demon is extremely terrifying.

It was the first time he had seen a wicked speed of it.

But fortunately, he can still lock him from a distance.

Call!

As he was rushing, suddenly there was a piercing whistling sound behind him, and patches of strong wind were torn apart.

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, and turned back while rushing wildly.

Four streamers behind him were chasing him at unimaginable speed.

He understood in an instant.

This is the one who just duel there!

Earlier, he passed by a building and saw a large group of people gathering, and he didn't want to disturb them, so he tried to stay away, but he didn't expect someone to chase him.

His brow furrowed, and he simply ignored it, and continued to rush forward.

The four behind him were chasing at great speed.

Rushing to the forefront was the Dragon Descending Venerable Zhao Xuantong, looking at Zhang Yuan's terrifying and unpredictable speed, he suddenly roared, suddenly increased his speed, his body became hazy, and he quickly closed the distance.

"Shaoxia, good kung fu, can you let me see the real strength?"

Zhao Xuantong's clear whistle came.

Bang!

The breath was surging, accompanied by an ear-shattering dragon roar, and a violent palm force was like a monstrous wave, turning into one after another, surging towards Zhang Yuan's back.

Zhang Yuan was rushing forward, suddenly feeling the crisis behind him, and he was shocked.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

He reacted instantly.

When I turned around again, I saw a young man behind him, with bright eyes and a face full of fortitude.

This can't be the Dragon Descending Venerable Zhao Xuantong, right?

Zhang Yuan suddenly had this idea.

However, Kang Long's regret had already come, and time did not allow him to think too much, so he immediately used his palm power and greeted him directly with a big mudra.

Kanglong has regrets, like a big wave, infinite stamina, ten percent of the force, and the body will retain twenty percent of the force, which is the most essential palm of the eighteen palms of the dragon.

But the other party has regrets about playing Kanglong, which also shows that he doesn't want to be an enemy, and he just wants to fight.

Because Kang Long has regrets, there is another mystery, that is, the palm power can be withdrawn at will.

The essence of the palm is no longer 'hyper', but 'repentance'.

It can be withdrawn at any time.

But Zhang Yuan didn't have time to accompany him to fight, so he came up with all his strength.

Bang!

The big handprint whistled by, the air exploded, and finally collided with the opponent's palm.

The ground shook, and a wave of terrifying power was channeled into the ground, and the entire earth quickly cracked, and huge rocks rose into the sky.

Zhao Xuantong's face changed, and the tententh of the power he fought was instantly shattered.

A terrifying force pressed him, making him feel suffocated in his breath and tingling in his skin, as if he had suddenly been crushed by a mountain.

He roared, and slapped a palm again, the left palm stacked on the right palm, the right palm stacked on the left palm, the strength in the body was no longer reserved, and the remaining power exploded like a dragon soaring into the air.

The dragon's groans were deafening.

Rumble!

Terror erupted between the people, like two small volcanoes colliding.

With the help of the other party's palm power, Zhang Yuan's body increased again, turned into a raging golden light, and rushed towards the distance.

Zhao Xuantong's face turned red, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew out upside down on the spot.

Bang!

He floated backwards and appeared twenty meters away, so numb that he almost fell to the ground.

I was shocked.

Who is this?

A palm power continuously shatters dozens of dark energy on your own!

The meridians in his body tingled, and his true qi couldn't be lifted at all.

At this time, the Four Absolute Divine Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the Desperate Heart Sword finally chased after each other from the rear.

"Brother Zhao, how are you?"

"Who is he?"

They asked quickly, their hearts shaking.

Zhao Xuantong's carefree steps were unparalleled in the world, and his speed far surpassed them, so they left them behind, but they still noticed Zhao Xuantong's fight with the man just now.

Zhao Xuantong had just clearly regretted it, but he was still shocked upside down, and his breath was disordered.

And the other party continued to run wild as if he was nothing.

Who the hell is this?

Zhao Xuantong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know who he is, but he only made one palm." ”

"A palm?"

"Probably guess what kind of palm it is?"

The Four Absolute Divine Monks hurriedly asked.

"It seems to be 'Omamudra'''

Zhao Xuantong's face turned pale.