Two figures quickly rose into the sky and rushed towards the city wall.

Chunqiu, with strong murderous intent, is in front, and the young master with calculations is behind.

The two formed a line, surrounded by left and right wings, and flew out.

The city wall gradually faded away, and the figures in front gradually enlarged.

Chunqiu concentrated his spiritual power on his legs and went out for several hundred meters with just a few ups and downs.

Looking at the target right in front of him, he blasted out a palm from the air.

The purple robe in front of the ear immediately increased its power, and naturally everything fell into the ear.

Occasionally looking back to observe, the momentum of the two people is shocking.

At present, I feel that Chunqiu has become desperate.

The young master Qian Bohang is not someone to be trifled with. The painting in his hand may be used to plot against him when he is not expecting it.

Now that one of the two is gone, it is easy for him to deal with it, but if they join forces, they will definitely lose.

Zipao quickly made a judgment on the outcome of the battle, and his speed increased a few points.

As for the attack that came later, he didn't block it at all.

On the contrary, thanks to the explosive power of that palm, his body became a little faster.

Traveling through the yellow sand in the sky, competing among the chaotic spiritual powers.

Chunqiu's inevitable palm failed, and the anger in his heart was completely crushed.

Not only did he lose face again and again, but he was also in danger of having his plan exposed.

In anger and panic, he lost his mind in a short time.

The power was exposed like a tide during the pursuit, hitting the purple robe again and again.

Huge explosions were heard one after another, mixed with the sounds of objects collapsing one after another.

It can be said that everything he passed was a mess and a doomsday scene.

All kinds of sand and gravel for hundreds of meters were affected, and they moved automatically without wind.

Some trees simply fell down, directly blocking the purple robe on the road.

Many stones were flying in the sky, specifically hitting Zipao's body.

Some flowers, plants and trees were originally weak, but now they have grown weapons like wolf fangs.

Then he got into the ground, and when he appeared, he rushed to tie his purple robe.

It was as if in the angry Spring and Autumn Period, all the flowers, plants and trees within a radius of several hundred meters were his, and the whole world was under his control.

The attack is fierce, and the supernatural power blooms in an ordinary way.

All of this makes Zipao very hard to guard against.

Even though he had been prepared to be hunted down for a long time, the risk factor increased sharply at this moment.

After all, it is not easy to survive among so many attacks, and the speed cannot be slowed down, otherwise the two people behind him will be entangled and they will definitely die.

I was thinking of ways to do it, and several plans flashed through my mind.

Hearing the sound of explosions coming from far away, he knew that he was catching up with him again, so he had no choice but to block the first two moves.

After two attacks, Zipao escaped again.

After repeated attempts, Chunqiu's anger became even more intense.

Every time I tried to catch my opponent, he just slipped away.

It's as slippery as a loach, and can be easily defused no matter how you attack it.

If we can stop him even one step, we will be able to catch up with him. Then we will see what he can do.

Chunqiu made up his mind and ran forward without saying a word, his face ashen.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them lined up in a line and had traveled dozens of kilometers.

Everything along the road was destroyed, and the occasional life forms were ruthlessly killed.

If you encounter someone from your own organization, either let them block or let them pursue you.

But the three of them always pull a string, and their subordinates will never survive.

As time went by, everyone became more respectful.

Let those houses be destroyed with them.

So we pursued him for several kilometers in a deserted area.

The three people's spiritual power began to bottom out, and their flying speed became slower and slower.

The first one who couldn't support it was Chunqiu, who had been responsible for the destruction while fighting.

With such a long distance and such a fast speed, no matter how powerful the master is, he cannot withstand it.

From the staggering steps in mid-air, it can be seen that he needs to rest.

But Chunqiu has long been determined to fight for his life, so he has no time to rest.

Even though he was weak, he still tried hard to exert pressure.

As a master who has been around for many years, he can tell at a glance that Zipao has reached the end of his strength.

He couldn't hold on any longer, and they both fell to the ground.

At that time, the Alliance of Ghosts and Gods still had to take action, so it naturally had the advantage of controlling the situation.

Chunqiu observed the trend of the situation, his eyes filled with golden light.

Zipao was also like this at this time, but he was more tired.

Sure enough, as Chun Qiu had predicted, his spiritual power had reached its bottom a long time ago.

I just used pills occasionally, or took advantage of the terrain to get here.

He has been involved in the martial arts world for many years, so he has never been the same.

To be able to reach the position of a third-grade official and a frontier official in this super organization, the Doomsday Association, is remarkable.

What Chunqiu said in his heart was clear at a glance, and everyone on the road knew it.

But if you run like this, you won't be able to do what you want. Let's see who has the stronger endurance.

Anyway, there is not much distance to go. Once I run back to the Doomsday Association, I will be the winner in life.

Having made up his mind, Zipao once again raised the little strength in his body.

He jumped and his body rose into the air.

Then Zipao's numb expression suddenly changed color, and he suddenly struck out with a palm.

With an explosion, Zipao caught the opponent's attack with a prepared move.

But the shock to his spiritual veins caused him a burst of pain, and his head also felt dizzy.

The body that had just jumped was shaken down by the force of the counter-shock, and even took a few steps back.

The young man standing in mid-air started to move slowly. He was a little overwhelmed by such a long journey.

But no matter what, it's good to stop him, otherwise if he keeps running like this, the battle won't be over in three to five days.

The young man complained in his heart, but on the surface he just stood quietly.

On the ground below, Chunqiu also fell down, and the two stood opposite each other.

The sharp edge from fighting all the way has not faded, they are just confronting each other.

No words were spoken, the world was quiet, and the air seemed to be solid.

Depressed and tense.

In this environment, the two of them spent two minutes together.

Suddenly Chunqiu felt a weight on his body, and the pressure faded away like a tide.

I have used this trick too many times along the way, and my current pressure has naturally weakened.

When it comes to momentum, the one in purple robe is definitely better.

But even so, it doesn't mean he can survive.

Chunqiu leaned over and came to the front of Zipao.

If the coercion is not as strong as yours, then take action.

The gods were all out, and when I thought about it, the whistling wind of fists had already gone out.

Zipao was naturally not used to him, so he reached out and grabbed Chunqiu's wrist, and squeezed it tightly.

Spiritual power spurted out from the palm of his hand, and he crushed one of Chunqiu's hands just thinking about it.

Chunqiu understood what was going on when Zipao exerted his strength, but he did not avoid it.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and chopped at Zipao's head faster with the other hand.

Although it is said that it is a sword turned into the palm of one's hand, people in the world know that it is no different from a short axe.

Once it is cut down, Daluo Jinxian cannot save it.

Zipao narrowed his eyes, and a thick layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his head.

But he doesn't have much strength anymore, he needs to persist and fight to scare his opponent.

I feel that my hand's spiritual power has been released, and there is no reason to go back.

Zipao just didn't do anything at all and channeled all his spiritual power to this point.

Otherwise, Chunqiu's sword will cut off Zipao's head, or Zipao's spiritual power will destroy Chunqiu's spiritual veins.
Chapter completed!