“Ahem.”
In the snow, the young man in white was coughing as he ran. He looked back from time to time with a slightly alert look, as if someone was chasing him.
Feeling the breath gradually approaching, the young man in white felt heavy in his heart.
"One Martial Saint and three Martial Masters will probably have a hard time escaping today."
The young man in white took a breath and sped up again, his eyes like an eagle, he couldn't die!
He didn't know why he couldn't die.
He only knew that he couldn't die!
Four people passed through the jungle and appeared at the place where the young man in white had passed before.
One Martial Saint, three Martial Masters.
The middle-aged Martial Saint in the lead had a gloomy look in his eyes. He stared at the deep and cold world and said coldly:
"This little bastard can really run! Chase him quickly! Otherwise, he'll run into the dragon territory, and then it'll be difficult to deal with him!"
"yes."
at the same time,
Among the dragon clan,
A middle-aged man in a plain robe frowned and murmured, "Oh? A Martial Saint has actually entered our Dragon Clan's territory. What are they trying to do?"
The middle-aged man in plain robes flashed his eyes, waved his sleeves and disappeared on the spot.
Swish, swish, swish!
The young man in white was flying through the air with a violent sound. His face was already pale and he was on the verge of fainting!
The young man in white struggled to open his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. He knew that this was the dragon clan's territory, and he had escaped here on purpose, hoping for a chance of survival!
"Haha, the speed is getting slower and slower, are you unable to run anymore?"
At this moment, four figures suddenly appeared in front of the young man in white, and the Martial Saint in the lead looked at him with amusement.
The other three Wu Zongs were not careless, but had serious expressions on their faces. They knew how difficult the young man in white was to deal with.
The young man in white suddenly stopped and looked at the four people breathlessly, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart!
"Run, why don't you run?"
The middle-aged Martial Saint stared at the young man in white and laughed sarcastically.
The young man in white had a dark look in his eyes and was unwilling to give up. If he had not been seriously injured, he would not have taken a mere Martial Saint seriously!
"If you fail to kill me today, your Changhe Valley will be destroyed by me in the future."
The young man in white said coldly, without any fear on his face.
Hearing this, the middle-aged Martial Saint's eyes flashed, and the purple martial ring beneath him slowly spun up.
"You still want a future? Today, I will send you, a bastard, to hell!"
Swish, swish, swish!
The other three Martial Masters suddenly dispersed upon seeing this, and together with the middle-aged Martial Saint, they surrounded the young man in white from the east, south, west and north!
At the same time, the blue martial arts rings under them, which symbolized the martial arts masters, flashed.
Seeing this, the young man in white became more serious and clenched his fists slowly.
He was actually almost exhausted, but he would never sit and wait for death until the last moment!
Seeing that the young man in white still wanted to resist, the middle-aged Martial Saint smiled coldly and suddenly circulated the spiritual energy in his body!
"Long River Piercing the Sun Technique!"
boom!
The battle is triggered instantly!
"There's a fight going on over there. A Martial Saint and three Martial Masters are attacking a young man! That young man!"
The middle-aged man in plain robe who rushed over looked a little horrified!
Because in his perception, that young man actually used the strength of a Wu Zong to face such a powerful lineup! !
He could even see that the boy himself didn't seem to be in a very good condition.
How is that possible!
When did such an amazing talent appear in the Apocalypse Continent?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in plain robes' eyes flickered and he quickened his pace!
boom!!
The young man in white took the blow, staggered backward, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His heart was beating fast, and the world before his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. He was about to be completely exhausted.
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged Martial Saint laughed triumphantly, but his eyes were fixed on the young man in white clothes with a serious expression.
"You are indeed very strong. When has there ever been a monster like you in the Apocalypse Continent? You can fight against a Martial Saint with a Martial Sect and not lose! If you were not injured, I would not even be able to control you today! Since you are not useful to my Changhe Valley, then you have no choice but to die!!!"
“Kill him!!”
Finally, the middle-aged Martial Saint let out a low shout and rushed towards the young man in white!
Just then!
"Everyone, why don't you say hello to me when you come to the Dragon Clan's territory?"
A middle-aged man in a plain robe appeared on the scene. He first looked at the shaky young man in white in amazement, then looked at the middle-aged Martial Saint whose face had turned ugly and said lightly.
"Sir, this..." Several Martial Masters turned pale and looked at the middle-aged Martial Saint, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
They didn't expect that an accident would happen at the critical moment!!
Damn it!
The middle-aged Martial Saint glared at the young man in white with a sinister look, then looked at the middle-aged man in white robes, bowed, and said in a gentle voice, "Chief Long, I'm extremely sorry for accidentally intruding into your land."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in plain robes flicked his sleeves and said calmly, "Leave. I, Long, will not bother with you anymore."
The middle-aged Martial Saint's expression changed for a moment, and he bowed and said, "Chief Long, we will leave, but we must take the young man in white with us. We are from Changhe Valley, and the Valley Master has given orders. I believe you won't be embarrassed, right?"
Bang!
At this time, the young man in white, who had persisted to the limit, finally fell to the ground and fainted.
The middle-aged man in plain robe tilted his head and looked deeply at the young man in white, and said softly:
"Long River Valley? What is that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver martial ring beneath him flashed! !
Emperor Wu's pressure swept across this place! !
The middle-aged Martial Saint and the three Martial Masters' expressions changed drastically!
"Dragon Patriarch! What do you mean?!"
The middle-aged man in plain robe sneered: "It's not interesting, but Long hates being threatened the most. What's more, you are just a long valley, you are far from it."
The next moment, the sky was filled with wind and snow, and the land was filled with murderous intent!
Night, by the campfire.
The young man in white slowly opened his eyes, and the tearing feeling all over his body made him frown slightly.
"Are you awake?"
Suddenly, a coercive voice reached his ears.
The young man in white looked at the middle-aged man in plain robes sitting cross-legged beside him. After his eyes flickered for a moment, he said softly, "Thank you."
He did not ask the middle-aged man in white robe why he saved him, as he knew it well.
The middle-aged man in white robes looked at the unusually calm young man in white and was slightly surprised. He then waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. I see that you are a Martial Master at such a young age, and you are even capable of challenging a Martial Saint. Your talent is truly extraordinary. If you die like this, it will be a great loss to the Apocalypse Continent."
The young man in white's eyes flashed and asked, "Is that all? Don't you want to recruit me into your dragon clan?"
The middle-aged man in plain robes paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said, "If you're willing, I'd be happy to do it, but if you're not willing, I won't force you."
The young man in white nodded and said, "I won't let you save me in vain."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
This scene stunned the middle-aged man in plain robe. He left just like that?
Reluctantly shaking his head, he could only speak in a serious tone: "I am the leader of the dragon clan, Long Ba Cang."
The young man in white paused, tilted his head slightly, and responded,
"Lu Nanzhuo."
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