Chapter 579 Great Escape

The power of the Nine-Day Demon Demon Formation is enough to kill the masters who have entered the late stage of the virtual realm. Although Wang Feng's power cannot kill such masters now, there is still not much pressure to kill monks of the same level.

Originally, there were about seven or eight people who followed the old man to chase Wang Feng, but the fate of these people was the same. They were either trapped by the Illusion Formation or killed by the Killing Formation, and they were all blocked behind.

So when he got to the back, he became Wang Feng fleeing in front, and only the cultivator at the peak of the Void Realm chased after him.

"Qinglong, how are you over there?" At this moment, the voice of the black eagle rang through Wang Feng's satellite phone.

"Don't worry, I have restrained everyone, you all try your best to leave this area, don't look back." After speaking, Wang Feng directly cut off the satellite phone signal and started running away.

"Leave the weapon." In this stunned effort, the old man chased after him and slapped him violently.

"Broken Star Fist!"

Facing the old man's punch, Wang Feng did not use the Long Yuan Sword, but turned around and used his strongest attacking method, the Star Shattering Fist.

This fist king peak superimposed the power of four punches, which really made the old man's face change.

A big battle broke out in the swamp. In this muddy field, Wang Feng knocked the old man back with one punch, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

"If my expectations are not bad, you are Gui Jianchou's disciple, right?" At this time, the old man asked with a sneer.

"So what is it, so what is it not? Where did you come from so much nonsense?"

"You have already been on our organization's must-kill rankings. Originally, we would only come to deal with you after a period of time. I never thought that you would come to your door on your own initiative. If I still let you go, then I am simply You don't deserve to be called the killing god Lu Ran." The old man sneered and said a lot of news in one sentence.

Hearing his words, Wang Feng was shocked. Has this dark soul organization already targeted him?

"If you want to do it, I'm afraid you have already done it. Don't talk about tiger skin here as a banner. Whether you are a member of the Dark Soul Organization or not is a matter for two people to talk about." Wang Feng said with a loud shout.

"Joke, one of my dignified elders doesn't bother to do that kind of deceitful thing. You can live until now because our organization is conspiring now..."

"Forget it, there's nothing to talk about with a dead person like you." It seemed that some secret was involved, but the old man changed his tone into a sensible tone.

Although he didn't say everything, Wang Feng had already vaguely guessed something. This dark soul organization must be plotting something big now, or else it will not deal with it after staring at him.

What's the big deal? Wang Feng's face showed a look of contemplation.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of what the dark soul organization was going to do, because he knew too little about this organization.

"Do you really think you can kill me?" A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face, not afraid of this man.

Because there are only the two of them left here, even if Wang Feng loses in the end, he still has the strength to protect himself to help him escape.

"Whether it can kill you, you will know if you try it." The old man's face showed murderous intent, and he displayed a great magical power.

Countless vines suddenly grew under Wang Feng's feet, entangling him all over him, and he didn't even react.

"Bound!"

There was a soft voice in the old man's mouth, and then he said to Wang Feng with a smile: "How is it? Is there still a chance to escape now?"

"You can't escape, you'll know in a while."

Wang Feng sneered, and then a long sword flew out of his body, to be precise, from his Qiankun bag.

Long Yuanjian can be controlled by his consciousness, so even if his body is bound, his mind can run freely.

The light of the sword was compelling, and in just an instant, the vines on Wang Feng's body were devastated, causing the Long Yuanjian to be completely twisted into pieces.

In the same way, Wang Feng's clothes now have large holes in many places, and the Long Yuanjian almost injured himself.

"Good sword!"

Seeing Long Yuanjian, the old man had a look of love on his face, and he was about to reach out to grab it.

It's just that his speed is not as fast as Wang Feng's. After he got out, Wang Feng ran away with his sword in hand, making the old man flutter in the air.

Just when he gave this person a palm, Wang Feng only felt his blood surging, and he vomited blood.

This is definitely a peak master who is not weaker than Old Monster Yu, and even more powerful than Old Monster Yu.

So now he has no idea of ​​fighting anymore, just wants to get out of here.

It's not that he is timid, it's just that it's too bad to fight Wang Feng with such a person. This is not Huaxia, and he can't call any helpers, but this old man is different. If he calls others, wouldn't he only have to wait for death? ?

"asshole!"

Seeing the cooked duck flying again, the old man was so angry that his face turned blue, and he chased after him yelling.

It's just that Wang Feng didn't give him any chance this time, and his speed reached the extreme. Even the old man who used the Blood Escape Technique couldn't catch up with him.

Seeing Wang Feng's figure getting farther and farther away from him, the old man felt extremely uncomfortable as if a big rock was pressed against his chest.

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Realm escaped in front of his eyes. This is simply a huge insult to him. If it spreads out, he will be embarrassed.

As a last resort, he could only continue to burn more of his blood essence to chase Wang Feng.

"I don't believe you can maintain such a speed all the time." The old man sneered, preparing to consume Wang Feng to death in this rainforest.

If Wang Feng heard his words, Wang Feng would have laughed.

You really guessed it right, old man, brother can maintain this speed all the time.

Today's Wang Feng's recovery ability is too abnormal. The cells in his body can continuously provide him with the power to survive. If he wants to consume him to death, it is estimated that no one on earth can do it now.

After chasing for dozens of kilometers, the old man still held on to Wang Feng, which moved Wang Feng. It seemed that the old man was really going to win his Long Yuan Sword.

It's just that his wish is about to fail. Wang Feng has already guessed what thoughts he has in his heart. Since there is going to be a war of attrition, everyone will consume it together.

They had already left the foul-smelling swamp, and now they have come to a large desert. The desert does not know how big it is. Even if Wang Feng's perspective ability is fully activated, he can't see the edge.

Running in such a desert, Wang Feng soon felt his exhaustion. The sun here was so dazzling that it made him dehydrated.

Fortunately, he has prepared a lot of good wine in his Qiankun bag. Although these are not as good as quenching thirst, they still contain a lot of water.

After drinking more than a dozen bottles, Wang Feng finally recovered and began to traverse this great desert.

"Bastards, ants, beasts."

After chasing Wang Feng so far, this peak old man was already exhausted, especially when he saw the wine bottles that Wang Feng had thrown down, he felt dizzy.

He is a peak expert, and he spends more time cultivating on weekdays, so there is no time to prepare these things, so now he is completely enduring the pain to pursue Wang Feng.

He had used the Blood Escape Technique several times, but he was unable to catch up with Wang Feng.

The current situation is that he can see Wang Feng's back from a distance, but he just can't catch up, which makes him feel crazy.

He wanted to give up and stop chasing Wang Feng, but when he thought that he had been chasing him for so long, he was unwilling to give up.

"I don't believe you can keep going."

With a loud roar, he finally made up his mind to continue chasing Wang Feng. The temptation of Long Yuanjian was too great for him, and he didn't want to let it go.

"Damn, you have to chase after so long. Since you want to play, then I will accompany you to have a good time." Looking back, Wang Feng could see that the old man hadn't turned around and was still using that kind of secret technique to chase after him. Own.

It is unrealistic to want to get rid of this old man now, because Wang Feng has already shown his fastest speed and can no longer continue to accelerate, unless the old man actively stops, otherwise he has no way to get rid of it.

The great desert is endless, like a sea of ​​sand, with waves of heat waves hitting the ground, making it extremely hot.

Not long after, Wang Feng's whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had fallen into a river.

After spending a full day in this desert, Wang Feng successfully crossed the past and entered a desert.

The environment here is equally harsh, but it is undoubtedly much better than the desert.

Seeing a group of people who came in for a tour, Wang Feng did not hesitate, and took the water in their car away in a flash. It's ridiculous that these people are still taking pictures, but they don't know that the pure water that protects their lives has been stolen.

After filling seven or eight bottles of water, Wang Feng felt a little more comfortable.

Looking back, the old man was still chasing him, but the condition of the old man was a little miserable at the moment, his clothes were yellow and his lips were cracked, just like a beggar.

Wang Feng has not been consumed much this day, but this old man is different. He has forgotten how many times he has used the blood escape technique. Now he is a lot dry and even his breath has become disordered. .

But the more this is the case, the less Wang Feng dares to relax his vigilance, because such a person is still very strong in fighting back, and he doesn't want to lose his life in vain.

After a reminder from the witch not long ago, Wang Feng didn't want to use the pot again, because there was a big murder in it, and Wang Feng's rash use might kill himself.

So he didn't want to use it any more unless it was a last resort. Now that the old man is powerless, he has a high possibility of getting rid of him.

"What? Can't escape?" Just as Wang Feng stopped here, the old man had already caught up.

In the face of this incomparably hated young man, the old man slapped him with a terrifying aura.

"It's not that I can't escape, I'm just waiting for you here." Wang Feng chuckled, turned around and left, letting the old man's attack fail, making him furious.

"I'm not dead, I advise you to go home and raise pigs as soon as possible, you can't catch up with me." Wang Feng sneered, making the latter even more murderous.

"If you let me catch you, I will definitely slash you with a thousand swords." The old man was so angry that his beard and hair were covered, but Wang Feng laughed.

If you want to chase it, then chase it. Sooner or later, you will be consumed to death, Wang Feng said coldly in his heart.