Moonlit Mercedes-Benz, if no one is chasing behind, maybe it will still be a story full of romanticism.

However, the angry Dharma Protector was not prepared to let him escape alive.

Running out for dozens of miles, the surroundings are a little different, no longer flat fields and crops, but some shrubs, it seems, it seems to be a place similar to a tea plantation.

A dog just barked halfway, as if it was covered with something, and there was no follow-up. Even the dog was afraid, Fan Baili felt a little good, and he finally became a "bully" who bullied the party.

After passing through the tea plantation, we finally arrived at a broken area, abrupt boulders and branches, which was a good place to ambush.

Under Fan Baili's conscious slowdown, the Dharma protector gradually approached. In the eyes of both of them, opportunities are getting closer.

However, who is the hunter and who is the prey will need to fight to find out.

Fan Baili was born in the mountains, so he naturally knew the trick of running in them, and his experience as a teenager made him look like a little sheep who was dodging the hunters behind him and choosing a way to go.

The Dharma Protector has a wealth of experience in carrying out tasks, and when he looks at the front of him, he knows that he can't hold on, and he has his characteristics in the mountains and forests, which is not like this. I'm afraid that with a few snaps of my fingers, I can get rid of my opponent.

Fan Baili disguised his mid-level combat power, but fortunately, the original body memory still had an impression and could be perfectly reproduced, otherwise it would inevitably have flaws after a long time. With the attainment of the Yuan Origin Realm, the body can accelerate at will, and he can surpass the limit of the middle level, and he is afraid that the shadow of the Dharma protector will not be visible.

The ability to protect the Dharma is still there, and it should be close to breaking through to the next level. If Fan Baili was at the same level as him, he might still fall behind in speed.

Under a low stone wall, Fan Baili felt that the time and place were ripe, so he stopped and stopped advancing.

Just now, he sensed all the way with his divine thoughts, and there had been no snooping for a while, which was a good place for the moon to be dark and the wind was high, and to kill people and sell goods.

He turned his head and watched with a wicked smile as the Dharma Protector gradually stopped not far away.

"Boy, don't have any strength, I still don't believe you can run out of the scope of the Holy Sect!" the Dharma Protector gasped slightly, looked at Fan Baili and said.

It seemed that his attention was too focused on a certain place, and he didn't find that Fan Baili didn't have a trace of breath, and ran down from a long distance, as if he was fine.

Without answering the question, Fan Baili slowly pulled out the dragon slayer, looking at the person in front of him, as if looking at the prey.

The Dharma Protector didn't like this kind of look very much, "What do you look at, beware of digging out your eyeballs as bubbles!"

Shouldn't this kind of low-level threat be a trick used only when gangsters are fighting? Is this person lacking in vocabulary? Fan Baili was very puzzled, didn't the people who practiced Jiuli have basic teachings?

In fact, just as he expected, the people of the Demon Sect felt that they did not have enough time to practice, and they still had the heart to learn what Lao Shizi did. Therefore, Jiuli's own quality is naturally not high, and only those who practice on their own are a little different.

Seeing that the kid in front of him not only didn't answer, but his eyes seemed to be even more contemptuous, and as soon as the Dharma protector didn't fight, he couldn't wait to break his body into pieces immediately.

"Take your life!"

Whatever is in the heart, the subordinates move.

The Dharma Protector rushed up with a surprise attack.

Fan Baili naturally wouldn't be polite to him, waiting for this opportunity, the other party could treat him as a person of the same level, which was naturally excellent.

Whoosh.

With a flash of light and shadow, Fan Baili rushed over, faster, and approached his side in the blink of an eye. This makes the Dharma Protector have an ominous premonition, the opponent seems to be not as weak as imagined!

The lancet slashed at Fan Baili's ribs in a strange arc, relying on his length advantage to bully the short dragon slayer.

However, Fan Baili changed his hand when he couldn't make a move, knocked the lancet at an incredible angle, and then slayed the dragon with a backhand.

Whoa!

A series of sparks flashed, and it turned out that the arm armor of the protector played a role, protecting the arm from being injured, but a knife on the arm armor was always announcing the power of slaying the dragon.

Seeing the almost half-piercing knife marks on the arm armor, and then looking at the appearance of the dragon slayer, the Dharma Protector felt as if he was being blinded by the surface, this weapon and this person were not fuel-efficient lamps! The armor quenched by meteorite iron and ice water on the top of the snow can be pierced, and it can definitely easily pierce the skin that can resist ordinary blades.

Even if it wasn't enough, with the strength he had just shown, relying on the effect of spiritual power, it was as simple as cutting tofu.

This is not the time to think too much, a trace of fear in his heart made him quickly make a second move, so it seems that he has the bottom in his heart.

It was still an elegant and treacherous arc, with red in the white light, a gorgeous and practical Demon Sect's moves.

Fan Baili was not polite, and he didn't even use the dragon slaying, and with a gesture that was so fast that it was invisible, his left hand firmly restrained the close protector.

Fan Baili felt the smell of blood oozing out after cutting through the skin, and the bloodthirsty power gushed out, as if it was erupting from the ancient wasteland.

It devoured the cold power of several mouthfuls of Dharma Protectors.

Bang!

The Dharma Protector stumbled, because he had gained so much strength that he almost hit the rocks. "You, you're not from the Central Plains! You have the blood of the Holy Sect! No, you're not a human race! That's the practice of the demon race!"

It seemed that when he saw something terrified, the spirit of the Dharma protector collapsed at once, and the whole person did not have half of the arrogance and chic just now.

However, despite this, he did not give up his resistance, and the lancet was sacrificed again, this time because he could not use the skill, and was closer to a hard fight without fancy. It seems that the speed of the pounce is even faster than it was just now.

Fan Baili suddenly bounced back a few steps away, adjusted his posture, and raised a spiritual shield in front of him.

Who can guarantee that the person in front of him will not have any powerful moves.

Ping Pong twice, the spiritual shield was not broken, it seemed that this blow was only momentum, and the strength was not as good as before, Fan Baili was no longer polite, and twisted a flower in the void in his right hand, and saw that the lancet of the protector of the Dharma also changed shape!

This is the situation of high-level hanging and mid-level!

Basically, the Dharma protector has no power to fight back, and the power heaped up is like a boulder, and there is no possibility of fighting back at all.

Hit the hard way, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. The difference in rank is not something that can be overcome by going crazy. Fan Baili exerted his strength again, and even brought a knife to suck the opponent over. Subsequently, the Dharma Protector trembled like chaff and his skin lost its luster.

The bloodthirsty power of the Blood Mystic Method, even he couldn't resist.

"Say, what is the purpose of this trip, the truth is alive, the lie is dead, and it is better to live without ...... talk"

Before the word death could be spoken, the Dharma Protector had already swallowed his breath, and his dead fish-like eyes were waiting for Fan Baili fiercely, expressing the anger in them.