386: C386 Snow Hurricane

C386 Snow Hurricane

"Brat, where are you running off to right now?" One of the old men said with some anger.

Why was it that despite so many people from the Feng Clan, they were all fooled by Zhang Fan? In just over a month, he did not manage to uncover a single person with a cultivation of the first level of the Royal Level.

This was because Zhang Fan seemed to have used a very simple method; for example, in three different directions, Zhang Fan would use some clues. In order to find Zhang Fan, they couldn't help but split up, and the two of them followed together in this direction.

They had to catch him as soon as possible because they had heard about the dangers of this area. Right now, they were at the edge of this extreme cold zone, so they did not know what dangers would be inside. Therefore, they had to catch him as soon as possible.

After the old man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and smacked towards Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan's breathing had clearly been suppressed. His heart trembled as the Xuanyuan sword appeared, carrying an endless amount of sharp light with it.

At this time, Zhang Fan also felt that the man behind him had made his move. At this time, Zhang Fan did not stay idle either. He suppressed, he did suppress, but he did not want to die.

A dazzling blue light and soul force instantly surged out from the void spell, and an illusory figure floated in the air.

Zhang Fan's eyes had turned completely black. As his powerful soul force floated in the air, nearly twenty illusory figures appeared. Zhang Fan used the instantaneous movement technique to spread out his blue wings and swiftly flew out.

However, the instant he rushed out, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was dispersed by the wind.

The ice-cold air hit Zhang Fan's face, and his eyes were filled with resolution.

That illusory figure had temporarily blocked the two elders' line of sight.

The two of them were stunned. What kind of cultivation method was this? It was so strange and turbulent, accompanied by a surge of energy. The illusory figure began to dissipate one by one. Where would Zhang Fanwei be able to see such a thing from?

The two elders once again revealed an expression of extreme anger. Escaped by a kid at the first level of the Emperor Level? The most important thing was not this, but the two of them! The two of them had the strength of a Prime Saint level expert, yet they were running away from a king level expert.

"Chase!" At this moment, one of the old men spoke with anger. He clenched his fist and laughed coldly. The two of them once again sped away.

Three days later, Zhang Fan was hiding behind a rock, gasping for breath. After consuming a medicinal pill, he rested for a moment.

"Haha …" Zhang Fan laughed, his face full of self-mockery and his pupils became extremely cold. He had never been in such a sorry state before in the Martial Spirit Continent, and this was the first time he had ever been near the edge of life and death.

At this moment, he wasn't flustered at all. On the contrary, his mind was extremely clear, and he could feel that the situation was tense. He wasn't sure what the other party was afraid of, but he could feel it.

Additionally, he was also very curious. Just what kind of place was this region?!

After resting for a while, Zhang Fan's body once again sped out. During this period of rest, under the pressure from his opponent, Zhang Fan was being compressed time and time again.

His figure slowly moved deeper, without leaving any trace of him. It was as if Zhang Fan was the only one in this vast expanse of whiteness. The loneliness he felt instantly became even deeper.

The cold wind blew harder, but it wasn't enough to stop Zhang Fan's footsteps. The temperature continued to drop, which was just a little bit worse. He had to bear it before, but now that he thought about it, it didn't feel like much.

As time passed, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes caused Zhang Fan to be unable to see very far in the distance. In this kind of environment, his speed was severely affected, and his energy consumption was even more severe.

This was the first time he was in such a sorry state, the first time he encountered such a sinister environment on the Martial Spirit Continent, and the first time he was chased by an expert at such a powerful level.

What sort of feeling was that? Who had ever felt a person at the Royal Level before? However, Zhang Fan had felt it. If others didn't dare to try, then he would try.

This was great, truly great. This was something that could be felt from deep within one's bones.

After being tense for over a month, he didn't have any rest at all. Chasing and escaping were much more vicious than escaping in the Magic Beast Forest. There were no trees here, no sun was shining, and sunlight was a luxury here.

Being chased by a few incomparably powerful experts was a great feeling.

When a person's body was exhausted to a certain extent, they could not feel anything. On the contrary, every time they rested or stopped, it was a great pleasure for them.

However, the time he had to enjoy this was definitely not longer than ten minutes. Even the shortest time was twenty to thirty minutes. He had to once again embark on his journey.

It feels good, it's really great1

With a whistling sound, Zhang Fan's soul force stirred once more, and a medicinal pill appeared in his hand. He directly swallowed it, and his blue wings instantly released an even more dazzling light. With a slap, his body once again disappeared into the boundless snow.

"Dammit, catch up!" A furious voice rang out from afar. The crazy energy was increasing in intensity, causing the space around them to distort. In the next second, the figures of the two elders completely disappeared.

He was angry, truly angry. However, what surprised them the most was Zhang Fan's speed. This was definitely not something that an Emperor level expert could possess.

Half a day later, Zhang Fan was stopped by the Feng Clan elder.

Then, why was he stopped, because right in front of him, Zhang Fan seemed to be like a typhoon that reached the sky, the vastness of the sky, the clouds seemed to link together, beautiful, magnificent, his body was swaying slightly in the cold wind, and one must know that he was still a long way from where he was like a typhoon, but his position was completely covered by the snow, and the whistling wind was extremely terrifying.

It was a magnificent sight. Beautiful! Zhang Fan's eyes were clouded and his heart was sinking. He knew that the chances of him surviving this time had dropped to a completely freezing point.

Blinking his eyes, a hint of self-mockery appeared on his face. He then turned around and looked at the two figures rushing up behind him. His sneer deepened.

"It's a snowstorm!" The two old men didn't dare to stop for even a moment now, but a heart palpitating energy directly exploded out at this moment.

The only thing they could do now was to quickly snatch the Dragon Jade on Zhang Fan's body and leave this place.

"Seniors, I wonder if you'll believe me?" Zhang Fan was also afraid in his heart, but he did not do anything. He only spoke a few simple words, then brought out the Xuanyuan sword.

"I don't know if it's my speed that first shattered this Dragon Jade, then got killed by you guys or if it's your speed that's slower than me."

The two old men began recovering the energy that was gushing out from their bodies.

Seeing the two of them acting this way, Zhang Fan's gaze became increasingly cold, and the edge of Xuan Yuan Sword revealed itself.

"Hand over the dragon jade and I'll spare your life!" One of the old men looked at Zhang Fan warily. The first was that he was afraid that Zhang Fan would run away again, and the second was that Zhang Fan would suddenly destroy the dragon jade.

"I'd like to ask the two seniors, are you two tired?" A mocking expression appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

The weather here was so evil, the Feng Clan's environment was so good. If they didn't chase after him, who would come here to waste their energy? They truly admired Zhang Fan; over a month, he had persisted on using his Royal Level strength to such an extent; they truly did not dare to imagine.

What did they rely on? What they relied on was their powerful cultivation. If not for this reason, they would not have been able to persevere any longer.

"Haha, I don't know if you're tired or not. In short, I'm tired. I'm really tired!" Zhang Fan said. Amidst the cold wind and snow, Zhang Fan's eyes shone with a terrifying cold.

I don't know what Dragon Jade is, but father gave it to me and told me to take good care of it. You can take your lives, but I will also take the Dragon Jade. "" So what? Zhang Fan sneered.

"What do you want to do?" The two old men were stunned after hearing this.

"I'm not doing anything." Zhang Fan smiled lightly. With an indistinct expression, he raised his head to look at the approaching typhoon. Then, he said, "I only want to say one sentence right now." At this moment, Zhang Fan had already used a very powerful strength in his words, because if he did not, his voice would have been blown away by the wind at such a close distance.

"The Feng Clan will give it to us, father and son. The Feng Clan will treat us, father and son …"

"I will not return the Dragon Jade to you. Also, what I want to say is, if I can still live, then when I return, the Feng Clan will definitely be destroyed!" The voice was indifferent without a trace of emotion. A resplendent blue light blossomed, and the illusory figure appeared once again.

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