Chapter 1268 The Ambush of the Powerhouse of the Yaowu Clan

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Chapter 1268 The Ambush of the Powerhouse of the Yaowu Clan

The dense fog was filled with a cold smell, even Qin Yichen felt a chill all over his body.

"Jie Jie, junior, your perception is quite sharp!"

As Qin Yichen stopped, a cold voice resounded from the thick fog.

"who?!"

Qin Yichen frowned, and said coldly.

"The person who wants to kill you!"

In Qin Yichen's eyes, a white figure slowly appeared in the thick fog in front of him.

This figure was wearing a wide white robe, and there was a thick white mist around him, as if the thick mist covering many mountain peaks was emanating from his body.

Obviously, the thick fog was created by this guy, and he must have guessed the direction Qin Yichen was going in a long time ago, so he deliberately ambushed here.

"I want my life, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough!"

Qin Yichen's expression froze slightly, and he snorted coldly.

"Oh, is it so?"

A playful voice came from the thick fog, but the figure wrapped in the thick fog didn't intend to shoot directly.

Obviously, he was not some reckless and ignorant person, and he was not angry because of Qin Yichen's ridicule.

Listening to these faint words, Qin Yichen's complexion gradually darkened.

At this time, he already felt that there were many powerful auras in the distance, flying towards this side very quickly.

In just a moment, more than ten saint-level powerhouses descended on this mountain range.

Under these auras, the ferocious monsters in the mountains became quiet, lying on the ground tremblingly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of causing catastrophe.

But at this time, that figure in the thick fog had increasingly gloomy eyes.

Obviously, he did not act alone, but also to wait for the arrival of these saint-level powerhouses, so as to be foolproof.

Above the sky, after one after another figure descended, without any extra words at all, one after another of powerful aura was firmly locked on Qin Yichen.

"These guys!"

Looking at the figure that formed a circle and wrapped him in it, Qin Yichen's complexion also became completely gloomy.

Qin Yichen is very confident in his ability to conceal his aura. At this time, no matter how ignorant he is, he still knows that these saint-level powerhouses may have a special way to find out his location.

The means he has done are probably useless.

What puzzled him was, how did these guys know his location?

If he doesn't know the reason, no matter how he escapes, he will only be a shackle in the end!

"Junior, I'm not bluffing you, you definitely won't be able to keep the whole body, but if you catch it without a fight, I can still give you a good time!"

Following the arrival of these saint-level powerhouses, a cold voice resounded from the dense fog around Qin Yichen, and the figure in the dense fog disappeared at some point.

At the same time, the temperature in this dense fog dropped sharply, and the droplets of water mist seemed to be solidified, exuding a cold and fierce aura.

"Can't delay!"

Hearing that cold voice, Qin Yichen also frowned.

He felt that there were far more powerful men plundering here than those in front of him, at least there were hundreds of saints!

If he was surrounded by more than a hundred saint-level powerhouses, it would not be an easy matter for him to escape, and he might even be buried here!

Qin Yichen was thinking quickly in his heart, but nothing was shown on his face, but his spiritual power had already spread quietly in the thick fog.

As soon as Dao Sen's cold words fell, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the water mist around him turned into ice thorns and shot towards him.

These ice thorns were inconspicuous in the dense fog, and did not even cause much movement, but Qin Yichen clearly felt that this kind of ice thorns were enough to easily pierce through the flesh of an ordinary strong man!

It seems that the words spoken by the saint-level powerhouse in the thick fog were just to distract him!

When those ice thorns shot out suddenly, in the thick fog, a figure wrapped in thick fog slowly appeared, and its eyes were full of ice-cold color.

He is a strong man from a middle-level race. He can become a holy-level strong man, and he has survived until now, which is inseparable from his usual vigilance and scheming.

If it wasn't for the fact that his clan brother was killed, he would never have stood opposite Qin Yichen.

However, for this reason, he, who has always been cautious, couldn't help but attack Qin Yichen.

Even if the latter is a high-level powerhouse, he is still vigilant instinctively. Until now, he has just relaxed a little in his heart, and a mist surged in his icy eyes: "Xiao Leng, your hatred, brother! You reported it!"

And at the moment when this holy-level powerhouse was relaxing, his body trembled suddenly, and he felt a faint fluctuation in his holy power.

What made him even more horrified was that the junior who seemed to him to be dead had disappeared at this moment!

"This...how is this possible?!"

The heart of this saint-level powerhouse trembled, and the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he was ready to leave here quickly.

"Shua!"

However, just as he was about to leave, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"You... how could you act in my holy power!"

Seeing this figure, a strong look of fear welled up in the eyes of the saint-level powerhouse.

A majestic saint-level powerhouse is actually afraid of a respect-level junior!

Facing the panic-stricken questioning of this saint-level powerhouse, Qin Yichen did not answer, and his eyes were also indifferent.

...

"Hehe, I didn't expect that all the Wumagpies of the Yaowu clan would make a move."

"Maybe it's because of his clan brother, otherwise, how could this cowardly fellow come out."

"However, his ability is still good. It seems that this trip is for nothing for me."

Above the sky, more than a dozen saint-level powerhouses were firmly locked on the area below that was shrouded in thick fog. There was no serious look on their faces, and they laughed casually from time to time. came out of them.

"Om..."

But at a certain moment when they were chatting casually, there was a strange fluctuation in the thick fog, and the thick fog suddenly surged up. Visible speed is disappearing.

"Huh? What's going on?!"

"What happened?"

Seeing this scene, many saint-level powerhouses froze slightly, and the next moment, in their astonished eyes, a figure flew out of the mist.