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"Hurry up! Hurry up! "Faster!"

At this moment, Ye Feng's entire mind turned into a thought, which was to increase his speed to the extreme, and try his best to escape this place. He didn't even dare look back once, because he understood, this heartless brat Yang Fan would definitely not let him off easily.

In this moment of life or death, Ye Feng unleashed all of his potential, the speed was so fast, beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and even exceeded the speed of sound of most Warrior s. In just a few minutes, he had already rushed out of the fifty kilometer area and into the dense forest!

"Phew …" Hu … Hu … Yang … Yang Fan's... That little thief … Hu … Should … It shouldn't be … There was no chase … Come chase me, huff... "Hu …" With both of his hands on an ancient tree, Ye Feng gasped for breath heavily!

Even with his cultivation level, he couldn't run away from a hundred miles in one breath. He had used up almost all of his energy, and even his surging inner breath was almost exhausted.

However, just at this moment …

"He really runs fast, I almost missed him!" A slightly playful voice came from behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng immediately looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his entire body stiffened on the spot, and even the sound of his hurried breathing disappeared without a trace. Phantom, 1 … It must be because I'm too tired, so I … A hallucination appeared … That must be it, that must be it … "

"Illusion? I was hallucinating! " Very quickly, a cold laugh broke Ye Feng's self-hypnosis.

"Yang …" Yang Fan, you... It's hard for you... Are we really going to kill them all? " Ye Feng turned around with a shaky body. His voice was filled with unspeakable sorrow, causing people to feel pity for him!

"All of this was forced by you. If I was the one who lost today, would you let me off?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of disdain.

"This …" Ye Feng's face froze. In a place of change, he would never let Yang Fan go. To be able to leave an intact corpse for Yang Fan, that was already considered him being merciful!

"Alright, go on your way. With Tang Feiyu and the others by your side on the Road to River Styx, you won't feel lonely!"

"No …" Don't, don't kill me, Yang Fan, I beg you, give me another chance, give me another chance … All of this was Tang Feiyu's idea, it had nothing to do with me, it had nothing to do with me ah … " Ye Feng kneeled in front of Yang Fan and pleaded.

Yang Fan laughed coldly, "It was all Tang Feiyu's idea, it has nothing to do with you?"

"That's right!" That's right! It was all Tang Feiyu's idea, it was all because he wanted to kill you. I tried to advise him to give up that crazy idea previously, but he just wouldn't listen to it … " Hearing this, Ye Feng seemed to have grabbed onto something as he pushed everything he had towards Tang Feiyu, and in the end, even did not hesitate to splash Tang Feiyu with dirty water, "Actually, I had already imagined you reporting this last night, but Tang Feiyu stopped me. He even threatened me, saying, if I dare to inform you, just send me on my way, I really have no other choice!"

"Inform me? Such nonsense, you should go down and tell Tang Feiyu! " Yang Fan took a step forward and looked at Tang Feiyu coldly. During the battle with Tang Feiyu just now, this Ye Feng was the most lively, afraid that Tang Feiyu wouldn't be able to kill him.

Right after he finished speaking, he raised his right arm and Yang Fan was ready to send Ye Feng on his way!

"No …" Don't, I was wrong, I really know my wrongs. On account of the friendship between fellow students, spare me, spare me this time … As long as you spare my life, from today onwards, I, Ye Feng, will follow your lead. If you let me go east, I will never go west, I will catch chickens, I will never chase dogs out. In order to survive, Ye Feng really went all out, "I can even recognize you as my master and become your servant …"

As long as he has enough resources, there is a high chance that he will be able to condense his spirit bone and enter the realm of Martial Master in the future. He would then allow a future Martial Master to become a slave and be driven by him.

Yang Fan laughed coldly, "You want me to take me as your slave? "Sorry, I'm not interested!" He did not want to be stabbed in the back by this Ye Feng, the scene of him betraying his brother and escaping by himself was still fresh in his mind. Furthermore, to put it bluntly, someone with an eighth level bloodline like him was not qualified to work under him!

Those with low-grade eighth stage bloodlines could only be considered to be the geniuses of a county. If they were placed within such a large Tang Dynasty, they would be considered talented, and even if they couldn't be considered talented, they would only be slightly better than ordinary people. As for Yang Fan, sooner or later, he would have to leave the Tang Dynasty country, and walk out of the South Mountain Domain.

"Alright!" Obediently go to hell! " Without giving Ye Feng the chance to speak, Yang Fan immediately slapped him hard on the head!

Ah!" "No!

The already exhausted Ye Feng was simply unable to resist at all. He only had enough time to let out a wild, furious howl before his death, and his skull shattered with a single slap.

Yang Fan skillfully took out the little Universe Bag from Ye Feng's bosom. However, Yang Fan did not leave, but instead sat cross-legged on the ground, circulated the Great Art Of Devouring The Heavens And Devouring The Earth, and started to devour Ye Feng's blood essence!

Yang Fan was not pedantic, he knew about the path of martial arts, and the thorns were rugged. If he could not seize any chance to improve himself, in the end, even if he had a heaven-shattering fortuitous encounter, his achievements would probably be limited, and it would only devour the essence of his bloodline, and not let him kill or eat flesh, so there was not much resistance!

Of course, Yang Fan also had his principles. His bottom line, although he could be heartless to his enemies, he would definitely not become a homicidal maniac and massacre innocent people for the sake of raising his own bloodline. After all, humans were not Strange Beast s!

After a few breaths, Yang Fan jumped up from the ground, his eyes flashing with an indescribable joy, "A mere Ye Feng, was able to let my blood essence advance a little, then whether it is in terms of bloodline or cultivation, Tang Feiyu is far superior to this Ye Feng …"

The more he thought about it, the more fervent Yang Fan's heart became!

"Bam!"

After shattering Ye Feng's body into fine powder with a punch, Yang Fan's figure moved, and he hurriedly rushed back; he was somewhat impatient to swallow and refine Tang Feiyu!

In less than two minutes, Yang Fan was already more than ten kilometers away. Abruptly, Yang Fan's figure froze as a trace of seriousness flashed on his face and the faint smell of blood drifted over!