Zhang Yuan rushed past the mountains not far away, covered in golden light, and his speed was fierce, like lightning in the dark night, causing a violent hurricane, and rushed several miles away in an instant.

Behind him, the Dragon Subduing Venerable, the Four Sage Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the Juexin Dao were all chasing them at a high speed.

After that, there will be a group of tourists from the world.

Among this group of tourists from the world, there are many first-level strong men, with high strength and outstanding light skills, but no matter how they use them, they can't catch up with Zhang Yuan's speed at all.

The group of people used their strength and each gritted their teeth and ran wildly. After chasing for seven or eight miles, the golden light ahead completely disappeared into the distant dense forest.

Only the descending dragon master, the Four Sage Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor, and the light emitted by Juexin Blade can be seen clearly.

Many tourists from the world widened their eyes and were shocked.

Soon, someone tried his best to chase after the Dragon Emperor, the Four Desolate Monks, the Deadly Sword Emperor and the Juexin Dao, in an attempt to follow them.

But soon, the four people gradually disappeared into their eyes.

The more they chased, the further they were from the four.

In the end, the light on the four people was also blocked by the dense forest and they could not see clearly.

A group of tourists from the world were gasping for breath, their faces were pale, and they had to stop one after another.

Among them, there were several groups of them, behind them.

From the discovery of Zhang Yuan to the rapid pursuit of them, they were divided into four or five levels.

The first one to fall behind is the one with the lowest strength.

After that, slightly stronger.

Push it away with this.

Now, even the class powerhouses among them have to stop.

A group of strong people in the class had their waists and knees soreness, and they looked at each other in shock.

In order to keep up with the Four Desolate Monks and others, they even used their strength to feed themselves, but they were still left far behind. What kind of strength is this?

And what is the strength of the figure in front?

"Can it be He Daoqing?"

Someone was shocked.

The others were shocked.

He Daoqing!

These three words are definitely the most terrifying existence of the younger generation.

"No, it's not He Daoqing. I have seen He Daoqing and the Dragon Master fight each other. He Daoqing's true energy is blue when it flows. This is golden light, which is completely different."

A middle-level first-level strongman spoke.

"Who would that be?"

It is even more unimaginable to others.

It’s not He Daoqing, but he has such strength!

It's really terrifying!

"Have you heard the words spoken by the Four Desolate Monks before? They are Shaolin laymen. That person must be a disciple of Shaolin laymen. He has also practiced the iron cloth shirt to great success!"

The middle-level first-level powerful man spoke.

"Yes, I did hear it, but this goal is still difficult to lock in. Although the iron shirt is rare, there are a few people. Who was the one just now?"

"No matter who it is, his strength is unfathomable and he is definitely the top ten in the human list."

"Yes, we're just waiting for the news, and the news should be coming tomorrow as soon as possible."

A group of people nodded.

Their face turned pale and their meridians were severely painful, which were all the consequences of the sudden eruption.

The group of people took a deep breath and recovered on the spot.

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Afar.

Zhang Yuan rushed out of a mountain forest again, covered in golden light, terrifying and unpredictable. Ci Hang's wise eyes were used to the extreme and stared at the wisps of black air ahead.

The speed of this dream demon is extremely terrifying.

This was the first time he saw such an evil spirit.

Fortunately, I can still lock him far away.

call!

While rushing, suddenly a harsh whistling sound came from behind, and pieces of strong wind were torn apart.

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, and he rushed backwards while rushing wildly.

Four streams of light behind him were chasing him at an unimaginable speed.

He immediately understood.

This is the one who just duels there!

He had passed by a building and saw a large group of tourists gathering. He didn't want to disturb them, so he tried to stay away as far as possible. Unexpectedly, someone chased after him.

He frowned, and simply ignored it and continued to rush forward.

The four people behind him were catching up quickly.

The one who rushed in front was Zhao Xuantong, the Dragon Surrender. Looking at Zhang Yuan's terrifying and unpredictable speed, he suddenly roared and suddenly accelerated, his body became hazy, and he quickly pulled the distance closer.

"Young hero, good kung fu, can I see my true strength?"

Zhao Xuantong's clear whistle came.

Boom!

The breath surged, accompanied by the deafening dragon roar, and a fierce palm force turned into one heap after another, surging towards Zhang Yuan's back.

Zhang Yuan was rushing forward and suddenly felt a crisis coming from behind him, and was shocked.

"Kanglong regrets!"

He reacted instantly.

Looking back, I saw a young powerful man behind his palms, his eyes shining brightly and his face was full of firmness.

Isn't this guy Zhao Xuantong, the Venerable of Dragon Surrender, right?

Zhang Yuan suddenly had this idea.

However, Kang Long had already called him for regret, and time could not allow him to think too much. He immediately used his palm power and directly met with a big handprint.

Kanglong regrets it, like a wave of waves, with endless momentum, exerting tens of force, and still retaining twenty percent of force in his body. This is the most important palm among the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing.

But the other party regrets fighting Kanglong, which also means that he does not want to be an enemy, but only wants to compete.

Because Kanglong has regrets, there is another mystery, that is, the palm power that can be retracted at will.

The essence of palm techniques is no longer "hypersent" but "regret".

Can be withdrawn at any time.

But Zhang Yuan didn't have time to compete with him, so he attacked with all his strength.

Boom!

The big handprint roared past, the air burst out, and finally collided with the opponent's palm power.

The ground swayed, and terrifying forces were introduced into the ground, and the entire earth quickly cracked, and huge rocks soared into the sky.

Zhao Xuantong's face changed, and the tenth force he had produced was instantly shattered.

A terrifying force came, making him feel breathing and stinging, as if he was suddenly pressed by a mountain.

He roared and slapped his palm again, folded his left palm and his right palm. The strength in his body was no longer retained, and the remaining power burst out like a dragon soared into the sky.

The dragon roar is deafening.

boom!

The terrifying fluctuations erupted between this man, like two small volcanoes colliding.

With the help of the opponent's palm power, Zhang Yuan's body accelerated again, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the distance.

Zhao Xuantong's face turned red, and he spitted out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards on the spot.

Bang!

His body floated behind him and appeared twenty meters away, his body was sore and almost fell to the ground.

I was shocked.

Who is this?
To be continued...