Before he could get out of the way, Ye Xianjie suddenly felt his surroundings become dark, and a dark cloud seemed to cover his head.

A kind of overwhelming suffocation enveloped my heart.

He looked up subconsciously, and his whole body almost exploded.

Above him, he saw two huge and towering mountains, crushing down towards him.

"Fuck!"

Ye Xianjie couldn't help but curse.

If such a huge mountain really hit him, even a third-level expert in the blood exchange realm would probably be smashed into pieces.

"escape!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Xianjie used all his strength, made a quick judgment, chose a direction, and ran away at full speed.

At this time, he just wanted to escape.

Can't be stabbed with a dagger!

Can't be held down by the mountains!

"boom!"

"boom!"

At the same time, two blasts of wind quickly approached.

An iron fist struck at his front.

A long leg kicked towards his chest.
Chapter completed!