739: C739 A thousand meters per step, life and death happening at an hour!

C739 A thousand meters per step, life and death happening at an hour!

Run!

With that said, Teng Yan immediately activated Phantom Tracing without the slightest hesitation. With one step, he traveled over a hundred meters. One step later, Teng Yan did not stop, he took another step, one step after the other, in the blink of an eye, Teng Yan was already hundreds of meters away. As for Tang San, Teng Yan did not care about him at all. In fact, whether it was Tang San or Teng Yan, both of them knew very well that the Black Robe Saint was here for Teng Yan, so in comparison, Tang San was not in any danger at all.

Run run run run!

Teng Yan only had one thought in his mind.

He crazily fled.

KILL, KILL, KILL!

While Teng Yan was using the Phantom Tracing to escape, the nearly five thousand warriors from Thousand Leaves City were already rushing towards the Black Robe Saint. In the face of this sudden scene, Black Robe Saint was first stunned, and then a trace of anger flashed past his eyes. He didn't think that Teng Yan would actually use such a method to stall for time. It was a pity that the anger on Black Robe Saint's face fleeted away, and was soon replaced by a hint of a disdainful and mocking smile. In his opinion, Teng Yan's scheme was simply unnecessary.

In the face of absolute strength, all tricks were like floating clouds.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Black Robe Saint's figure immediately disappeared from the spot.

Nearly 5000 martial artists surrounded and killed him?

Black Robe Saint did not have the mood to care about them, moreover, he disdained to kill these people. After all, even though he had that power, it was just as Teng Yan had said before. He would not easily take action, since he only had one chance, and once he took action, it would attract the attention of other Saints.

"This …"

Facing the suddenly disappearing Black Robe Saint, nearly five thousand warriors were stunned.

Everyone looked at each other.

Where was he?

Not only was the Black Robe Saint gone, even Teng Yan was gone.

What was going on?

Everyone was confused.

Thousands of meters away from Thousand Leaves City, Teng Yan continuously used the Phantom Tracing and ran towards the direction of the Wangjie Mountain Range. In just a few breaths of time, Teng Yan had already escaped several thousand meters away. One could well imagine how terrifying Teng Yan's speed was, as he was definitely capable of contending against ordinary immortal stage experts.

But Teng Yan did not dare to slack off even a little.

Run run run run!

Teng Yan only had one thought in his mind.

He could only run.

The Saints was not someone he could contend against.

Phantom Tracing!

Phantom Tracing!

In the air, although Teng Yan could only execute the first step of the Phantom Tracing, which was to reach a level of a hundred meters per step, Teng Yan's speed was simply too fast. Furthermore, he could not stop using the Phantom Tracing, which resulted in a row of afterimages appearing wherever Teng Yan went, one for every hundred meters, as if he had created hundreds or even thousands of clones.

His speed had increased to the limit.

His spirit had been focused to the peak.

He ran like a madman.

The Phantom Tracing relied on the strong spirit energy within its body. This was a martial skill that Teng Yan had obtained when he first entered the Central Region, at the time he was in the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Although the Phantom Tracing was unquestionably powerful, the amount of spirit energy it consumed was also extremely terrifying. It could be said that one step would consume all the spirit energy in a warrior's body, and this caused the skill to be powerful but not practical. But Teng Yan was an exception. With the terrifying absorption of the Chaotic Heavenly Mantra, Teng Yan was able to allow the spirit energy in his dantian to reach its maximum capacity from beginning to end.

Moreover, Teng Yan's Dantian was also different from ordinary people.

Currently, Teng Yan was only at the seventh level of the Sky Realm, and after fusing with Hairy Ball, he was also at the seventh level of the Profound Emperor. However, the spiritual energy in Teng Yan's dantian was comparable to the peak of the Sky Sovereign realm, so one could imagine how terrifying this was. And this also brought Teng Yan quite a few benefits from using the Phantom Tracing. Under the current state of fusion, even if Teng Yan did not rely on the Chaotic Heavenly Mantra to absorb spirit energy, the spirit energy in his dantian would still be enough for him to use the Phantom Tracing three times.

Of course, Teng Yan wouldn't do that.

Teng Yan kept the spirit energy in his dantian at a saturated state from beginning to end.

Endless spiritual energy support.

Unlimited use of Phantom Tracing.

Infinite Teleportation.

Sou sou sou!

In the air, Teng Yan's figure continued to rush towards the Wangjie Mountain Range.

His speed was extremely terrifying.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Teng Yan's body shook violently.

"Damn it, they caught up so quickly." In a few seconds, he was already at least twenty thousand meters away from Thousand Leaves City. However, he did not expect the Black Robe Saint to catch up so quickly, and was even getting closer to him. Of course, Teng Yan knew that the other party was not using his full strength at all, if the other party had truly used the powers of a saint and teleported himself, the other party would have long since caught up to him. On the other hand, this also proved that Teng Yan's guess was not wrong. The other party did not dare to use his full strength easily, and even more so did not dare to use the sacred art.

This was a slim chance of survival.

After all, if the other party were to use the Sacred Techniques, Teng Yan would not be able to escape.

Run!

Gritting his teeth, Teng Yan ran away with all his might.

In the sky, two figures were chasing each other.

4 km, 3 km, 2 km

The distance between them continued to shrink.

Every second, Black Robe Saint would close in on Teng Yan by a thousand meters.

Teng Yan's heart also became heavier and heavier.

"Damn it!"

Behind Teng Yan, looking at the distance between himself and Teng Yan, not only did Black Robe Saint not rejoice at all, there was even a trace of anger on his face. From the start of Thousand Leaves City, he had thought that he could easily catch up to Teng Yan, but he quickly realized that he was wrong. Black Robe Saint couldn't help but want to use the saint's ability a few times, but he gave up on that idea the moment he started. After all, he was very clear on the fact that once a saint's power erupted, it would attract the attention of other saints.

A saint?

Although the President of the Arbitration Society had already said that she would kill Teng Yan even if it meant exposing herself, even if it meant his death, he would still kill Teng Yan. But as an existence at the Saint level, the Black Robe Saint was actually even more afraid of death compared to ordinary people. If he could not die, he would naturally not take his life as a joke, and that was also the reason why he did not dare reveal his Saint strength. The Black Robe Saint believed that it would be a matter of time before he caught up to Teng Yan, and it would be so fast. The moment he got close to Teng Yan, even if he only used his peak undying realm, it would be more than enough to kill him.

That way he wouldn't be exposed.

This way the other saints would not be attracted.

This way he wouldn't have to die.

"Dammit, is this f * cking a Heaven Realm warrior too? F * ck, he's even faster than the average immortal stage. Moreover, this brat is moving so f * cking fast, doesn't he need to use up his spirit energy? Once this Saint catches up to that brat, this Saint will definitely ask a lot of questions and get to the bottom of it. " When the distance between the Black Robe Saint and Teng Yan got closer to a thousand meters, the Black Robe Saint's messy voice could not help but sound out.

He was on the verge of collapsing.

"Brat, don't run. You won't be able to."

Suddenly, Black Robe Saint shouted once again.

"Buzz!"

Teng Yan's body instantly shook.

His face was pale.

In the end, he still caught up.

"Boom!"

However, when Teng Yan planned to use the gold hall as his last line of defense, Teng Yan's body suddenly trembled, his pale white face revealed a look of joy. This young master has advanced to the second stage, so I can advance a kilometer in one step? " A voice filled with pleasant surprise came from Teng Yan's mouth. The Phantom Tracing had unexpectedly broken through at such a critical moment, this was something that Teng Yan had never expected.

Phantom Tracing!

Immediately, Teng Yan took another step forward.

"Boom!"

The originally saturated spirit energy in Teng Yan's dantian was also instantly used up, but Teng Yan was able to successfully take a step forward. In the blink of an eye, the distance between Black Robe Saint and him suddenly widened by another thousand meters. However, Teng Yan did not feel any joy or excitement from it, and in fact, his brows knitted tightly, as a painful expression surfaced on his face.

A thousand meters per step.

The Phantom Tracing was indeed heaven-defying.

But with just that one simple step, the spirit energy in Teng Yan's body was completely used up. In that moment, the speed at which the Chaotic Heavenly Mantra absorbed spirit energy suddenly increased, and the berserk spirit energy crazily flowed into Teng Yan's body. His meridians, and then, into his dantian, all of this brought a strong impact to Teng Yan's body, causing him to feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Instant consumption, instant replenishment.

How terrifying was the impact?

How serious was this injury?

"Puchi!"

Under the strong impact, Teng Yan was unable to adapt for a moment, and a mouthful of blood essence directly spouted out of his mouth. The most important thing was that even if it was Chaotic Heavenly Mantra, it was already very terrifying. However, the absorbed Spirit Qi was unable to completely fill Teng Yan's Dantian in an instant, and needed a bit of time, but even if it was this small amount of time, Teng Yan could not afford to wait. After all, he did not have enough spirit energy, so Teng Yan was not able to use the Phantom Tracing.

It was a race against time.

Even if it was just 10% of a second, Teng Yan would not be able to afford it.

"Damn it!"

Teng Yan scolded angrily.

Brush

A grade seven Spirit Recovery Pill instantly appeared in Teng Yan's hands, and Teng Yan threw it into his mouth without even thinking. The Seven Recovery Pills was a type of pill used by warriors to replenish the spirit energy consumed by their dantian. At that moment, the Chaotic Heavenly Mantra could not completely fill his dantian in an instant, and Teng Yan could only rely on the power of the pill.

"Boom!"

As the pill entered his mouth, a majestic Spiritual Energy instantly surged out.2

Heaven Defying Pill, Chaotic Heavenly Mantra.

Under both of these effects, the spirit energy within Teng Yan's dantian was instantly filled as well, and a small part of the medicinal power of the seventh grade Qi Returning Pill was only released. This also meant that within a short period of time, the spirit energy in Teng Yan's body would be able to remain saturated from the medicinal pellets and the active absorption process. However, there was no doubt about the damage it brought to Teng Yan's body. However, at this time, Teng Yan did not care about it anymore, if he was unable to escape from this saint, even if he was in his best condition, he could only die.

Phantom Tracing!

Without the slightest hesitation, Teng Yan took another step forward.

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