Chapter 1448: One Chasing and One Escaped

Just like that, half a cup of tea has passed since Wu Fan broke out of the siege.

At this time, the two of them were chasing and escaping, and they had already traveled hundreds of miles ahead.

However, even though Wu Fan did not hesitate to spend his true energy and used the thunder escape technique all the time, he was eventually chased by the opponent at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, the distance between the two was less than fifty miles.

"Hmph! Boy, let me see where you are going to run away. If I don't drain your soul and refine your soul today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart! I want you to know that you cannot bear the consequences of offending me."

Behind him, Ming Qianzong's face was extremely gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes. After gritting his teeth and snorting coldly, his body flashed with black light, and his speed actually increased a few minutes.

He was extremely anxious at this moment. A long time had passed since he chased him out. If he continued to delay, Xing Gusheng and others might be in danger.

But he never expected that the opponent's lightning escape technique would be so fast. He thought that it would take him such a long time to catch up to him, a great late-stage monk.

But fortunately, the other party has not had time to refine his wind chariot, otherwise, there is a real possibility that the other party can escape.

"If you want to kill Wu, you have to catch up with me!"

Wu Fan in front had an expressionless face and was unmoved by what the other party said. After replying, he raised his head and looked forward. The next moment, his expression relaxed, he flapped his wings wildly a few times, and headed straight towards the destination dozens of miles away. A dense miasma flew away.

"Hmph! Since you want to die, I will give you a ride in advance."

At this time, Ming Qianzong also saw the miasma, and after thinking about it, he immediately guessed what Wu Fan was thinking.

Obviously, the other party wanted to get rid of him through the miasma. After discovering this, he didn't want to delay any longer. Although ordinary miasma could not trap him, it was better to catch the other party as soon as possible just in case.

After all, he didn't know if the other party had any invisibility skills that could hide him in the miasma and let the miasma help him escape.

But now that the spiritual mirror is not in his hands, he doesn't want to gamble without a safe way.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound. Then he made a quick seal with both hands, and saw a surge of blood mist, instantly covering him. inside.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene appeared. His flying skill was suddenly improved by more than 30%, and like a red lightning, it shot forward in a flash.

In just a few breaths, the distance between him and Wu Fan was reduced to less than thirty miles. As time went by, this gap continued to get smaller. If this trend continued, Wu Fan would not wait until Wu Fan rushed into the miasma. Among them, he can catch up in advance.

"Damn it!"

Wu Fan saw a flash of panic in his eyes and couldn't help but cursed angrily.

The other party was actually willing to spend a mouthful of blood essence to catch up with him in advance. This was something he never expected. You know, if you want to replenish this mouthful of blood essence, even a great monk needs to spend several years in seclusion. Long.

But facing this scene, he had nothing to do, because he had already used his fastest speed, and now it was impossible to get rid of the opponent.

Not daring to neglect anything, he quickly took out a talisman from the storage ring and threw it backwards without hesitation.

He wanted to block the opponent through this method.

But although he had a good idea, Ming Qianzong sneered when he saw this. Before the talismans came closer, he made a seal with his hands, and then pushed forward into the void with both hands.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​cold and biting demonic energy surged out, instantly covering a few hundred feet in front.

At the same time, those talismans happened to be approaching and exploded in the demonic energy.

But the strange thing is that the various rays of light in the demonic energy just flashed for a few times and then disappeared silently, as if they had never appeared.

At this time, Ming Qianzong flew out of the demonic energy without slowing down at all.

Wu Fan's face darkened when he saw this, and his mind was racing. He was about to think of other solutions, but before he could make the next move, Ming Qianzong's sarcastic laughter came over.

"A mere high-level talisman is of no use to me. Boy, your death has come."

As far as I could see, Ming Qianzong's speed had increased a lot again. In just a few breaths, he was less than 500 feet away from Wu Fan, and this distance was enough for this person to take action.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Qianzong reached out and grabbed the void in front of him. Suddenly, a huge black hand appeared and grabbed Wu Fan in front of him in a flash.

This big hand is more than ten feet tall, and the powerful pressure emanating from it cannot be compared to Xing Gusheng's handprint.

Naturally, Wu Fan did not dare to look down upon him. In desperation, he could only block it with all his strength. With a sudden movement of his mind, the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword suddenly shot out. It was able to grow in the wind and turned into a ten-foot-long giant. The golden arc on it jumped and slashed hard at the big hand. .

It is no surprise that although the big black hand was wielded by a great monk, the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword is not an ordinary thing, not to mention that the Tiangang Divine Thunder specializes in defeating demonic energy. After a loud noise, the big black hand was instantly chopped into pieces with one blow. Turned into demonic energy and disappeared,

But at this time, the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword was also smashed and flew back.

"Eh...! You Thunderbolt!!"

However, at this time, Ming Qianzong, who was behind him, stared with surprise on his face. He looked carefully at the golden arc on the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword.

When Wu Fan was fighting Xing Gusheng before, he also saw this unknown lightning, but he never thought that this divine lightning could even block his attack, which made him unbelievable.

However, although Ming Qianzong was very curious at this time, he didn't want to waste time to investigate further. After catching this kid, he would naturally be able to force him to tell the truth. So without saying anything, he moved his mind and a blood light instantly shot out from his chest, and it was about to hit Wu Fan in a flash.

Looking carefully, the blood light was wrapped in a blood-colored spear with a cold light. The spiritual power fluctuations on it were frighteningly strong. I don't know what material it was made of. It gave people a feeling of being extremely tough and sharp, and it could fly out of this person's body. Obviously, it was his life magic weapon.

It can be seen that Ming Qianzong didn't want to delay any longer, and finally used his real skills.

At this moment, Wu Fan was less than ten miles away from the miasma. Under normal circumstances, he only needed a few breaths to rush in.

But when he saw the blood-red spear coming at him, Wu Fan smiled bitterly and wanted to use the Sky-lifting Sword.

Because judging from the power of the opponent's attack, other means besides this magical power could not easily block it. Even if he used the Sky-breaking Stick to block it, he would probably suffer internal injuries.

However, just as he was about to cast a spell and infuse spiritual energy into the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword, he suddenly sensed something, turned his head and looked into the distance, with a smile on his face.