The lightning-fast speed will give people an extremely pleasurable sensory stimulation. Otherwise, there would not be so many racing enthusiasts. However, An Fei rarely races with others in the other world. Although his driving skills are very good, However, due to the complicated road conditions, he would rather die in the hands of a more powerful enemy than become the victim of a car accident, so he would not easily start a chase with anyone. Rather than being a street killer in an environment full of too many uncertain factors, it is better to fix the attack site in the opponent's office, the entrance and exit of a meeting, a feasting nightclub, or the opponent's **.
But in this magical world, the restrictions are almost negligible. An Fei, who sneaked out of Redenburg, has turned into a powerful arrow, shooting straight towards the sky.
Nothing can block An Fei's figure. He has reached the realm of refining gods and returning to the void. His inner breath is constantly surging, his powerful spiritual power, his extremely subtle induction, and his ubiquitous elements. Together, these make An Fei behave in an almost magical way. Unleashing his skills in a perfect way, rivers, mountains, wilderness, and everything turned into a platform that retreated backwards under An Fei's feet.
There was a big river blocking the road in front of him. As if he couldn't see anything, An Fei jumped towards the center of the river. But the moment his toes came into contact with the river water, the water element under his feet had turned into thick ice cubes. An Fei Flying on tiptoes, it floated lightly to the other side, and the thick ice suddenly sank down and exploded into countless fragments. Then a water column rose into the sky, shooting straight into the air more than 20 meters. When the water column was like fireworks, When it scattered and splashed, An Fei's figure could no longer be seen.
A group of shambling zombies blocked the way, but An Fei rushed straight towards the zombies, not wanting to change direction at all. Then his body was mid-air vertically. Just when An Fei had exhausted all his strength and was thrown downward in an arc to the ground, a ground thorn suddenly penetrated from the ground and met An Fei's landing point. An Fei stretched out his foot and stepped on the thorn on the ground, crushing the thorn on the ground. His body flew forward with the force. This was repeated several times. Before most of the zombies could figure out what happened, An Fei had already He jumped over a group of zombies numbering in the thousands and turned into a small black dot behind them.
About five thousand infantrymen escorted the baggage slowly along the road. The general at the head sensed the magic fluctuation at the same time. He also saw the black shadow in the distance. Although he was sure that the other party was not using undead magic, and although there seemed to be only one person in the other party, out of caution, he still pulled out his long sword, turned around and shouted: "Form up. Be alert!"
The soldiers were busy and formed into neat formations, while the archers took off their longbows from their backs and stared at the approaching black figures with vigilant eyes. The general turned his head, but was startled again. In a short period of time, the opponent actually rushed over a distance of six or seven hundred meters. He hurriedly shouted: "Stop coming..." The last word 'step' Unspoken. The long sword in his hand was already frozen in the air, and there was no point in shouting anything else. The opponent was already flying away from his side more than ten meters away. The strong wind that swept through him not only made the military flags rustle, but also gave him a feeling of suffocation.
There was a chill in the general's heart. Although his strength was not high, he was still a low-level swordsman. If the opponent could put such pressure on him just by flying past, then the opponent would be very close even if he was not a peak expert. What reassured him was that the other party didn't seem to be interested in his luggage and was just passing by.
From early morning to noon, An Fei was like Kuafu chasing the sun, sprinting freely between heaven and earth, but his expression was much more relaxed than Kuafu's, and his inner breath was rushing through his body, without any trace of it. There are no signs of exhaustion.
Breathing out is the most basic and important method of internal strength. The so-called breathing out is nothing more than spitting out the old and bringing in the new, eliminating the turbid air in the body, and absorbing the spiritual energy of the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers for one's own use. After integrating with the heart of nature, An Fei can feel it anytime and anywhere. The natural breath gathered into his body, and its actual effect was many times stronger than simply breathing it out. Therefore, although his state of mind remained stagnant, his inner breath became more powerful day by day. In the past battles, he always only used his own skills and strength to fight the enemy, because his inner breath was his biggest secret, but now he was the only one left in the world, and he no longer had to worry about anything.
"Look, Earth-walking dragon! It's actually an Earth-walking dragon!" Under the afternoon sun, an elf standing on the treetop suddenly shouted loudly.
After flying for most of the day, An Fei had rushed into the Hengduan Mountains. Because the distance was relatively far, the elf did not see An Fei's figure. He only saw rows of ancient trees shaking violently one after another. The momentum was amazing. In addition to being able to sense In addition to a not very violent magic wave, he could also sense a strange and depressing wave. The highly imaginative elf came up with a 'magical' answer.
"What? There are earth dragons in the Hengduan Valley?" Several figures jumped onto the treetops, including elves and druids. They belonged to a search team and had been searching for their missing companions and the unknown in the Hengduan Valley. Who would have thought that there was no sign of his companions or enemies, but he found an earth-walking dragon instead.
The trembling of the ancient tree suddenly stopped, and a figure flew into the air, then turned in their direction.
"What kind of earth dragon is this? It's obviously a person!" an elf shouted.
Everyone has seen it! "A druid said anxiously: "Don't tell us who he is. "
In the blink of an eye, the figure landed on the treetop less than ten meters away from them, glanced around, and suddenly said: "Druid... Buzuliano? Manzhusli? Or Mangshu?"
At this moment, the search team saw the appearance of the figure in front of them clearly, and they couldn't help but take a breath, because the other person was too young, at least in his early twenties, and the other person actually called Buzureano and others by their names. Considering the astonishing momentum just now, the opponent is most likely a peak expert of the same level.
"Sir, we are the subordinates of Wolf King Manzhusili." A druid bowed down respectfully.
"Manzhisli? Very good." The figure suddenly laughed, then flashed and appeared in front of the druid who was still bent over, and punched him.
The druid only had time to raise his head, and the opponent's punch had already hit the center of his forehead, with a harsh fracture sound. His body suddenly became shorter. That was because his neck bones could not withstand the huge pressure and had collapsed inwards.
The elf standing next to the druid screamed and kicked the figure. The opponent's movement was too fast. You can't retreat if you want to. You can only attract the opponent's attention and create an opportunity for your companions to fight back.
An Fei stretched out his arms to hold the elf's leg, pointed his toes, and kicked the opponent's other leg. The elf felt as if his leg had been hit by a flying boulder and could no longer step on the branches. . He was thrown back involuntarily, his legs twisted into a straight line, and a tearing pain came from the roots of his legs.
An Fei raised his arm and hit the opponent's leg against the face that turned pale from pain. People whose legs were forcibly split would mostly bend forward, which would slightly lessen their pain, and ended up being hit by An Fei. An indescribable severe pain came through, causing her to faint in an instant, and her body flew far away like a cannonball.
An elf archer drew his longbow, but the arrow had not yet been fired. An Fei had appeared in front of her, and a screen of light that could temporarily blind people appeared, turning her body, along with the long bow and arrows in her hands, into a burning ball of fire.
"An Fei!" Seeing the fire sword, a druid let out a heart-rending roar, but his figure did not advance but retreated. Sweeping down from the treetops, in the blink of an eye, three of the four companions had been killed. Where does he still have the courage to fight An Fei? He just wanted to escape as soon as possible and pass on the news.
Unfortunately, compared to An Fei, his movements were as slow as a snail. An Fei tiptoed a little and appeared on the treetop where he was. The fire sword reached down and his wish to jump to the ground only came true. Most of the time, only his body fell down, but his head flew up out of thin air and got stuck on a tree branch by chance. His eyes blinked in confusion, as if wondering why he Not moving anymore.
Only one elf could land on the ground in time, jump up and down, and try his best to escape into the distance. An Fei did not chase, but instead slowly inserted the fire sword into the sealed scabbard. What appeared in his hand was a long bow with a blood-red bow string. At this moment, the first person with a broken head and bleeding The druid just landed on the ground, splashing a piece of snow.
An Fei slowly opened the long bow, and a dark green arrow appeared on the bowstring. Then he loosened his fingers and the arrow shot out silently.
The galloping elf was just about to go around the ancient tree in front of him when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. All his strength suddenly disappeared and he couldn't help but throw himself onto the ancient tree. In other words, he was nailed to the tree. On the ancient tree, her hands were feebly rubbing against the bark. She didn't know whether she wanted to hug the ancient tree tightly or push it away. After struggling for a moment, her eyes slowly closed, and the breath of life gradually disappeared. .
An Fei showed a cruel and cold smile in his eyes, pointed like a knife, wrote a few words on the tree trunk, and murmured: "Manzhisli, this is just the beginning..."
The words he left on the tree trunk were tantamount to a declaration of war against Manzhusli. Since his death, he had never hated a person as much as he did at this moment. Even if Manzhusli was the peak powerhouse, even if there was no one Even if he is willing to help him, he will continue to fight Manzhisli and fight to the death.
And Manzhisli never thought that in his eyes, An Fei, who was sharp and sharp, had been hiding his clumsiness. When An Fei broke out completely, he would become a nightmare opponent. Although he was stronger than An Fei, there were some At this time, pure strength cannot determine everything, not to mention that strength can be changed.