C158 When He Came He Wanted to Leave?
C158 When He Came He Wanted to Leave?
Otherwise, not only would it be difficult for the people from the Nie clan to progress in their cultivation, it would also be the same for him. Perhaps, he wouldn't have died at the hands of the people from the Nie clan, but would instead have died at the hands of a magical beast.
While he was still thinking, he took advantage of the fact that those people had just started chasing him to channel all the remaining energy he had left in his body and rushed out.
At night, Zhang Fan leaned against a tree and panted as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. He took a deep breath and suppressed his aura, but right now, his eyes were filled with doubt because when he was about to reach this place, he encountered another two magical beasts. The two magical beasts were in the same situation as the first one.
Furthermore, they were all extremely powerful magical beasts. After all, their current position was much deeper than it had been in the beginning.
This undoubtedly bought him countless precious time, or else he would definitely have perished here.
There should still be some time for those people to find him, so he had to use this time to recover.
As he flipped his right hand, two healing pills appeared in his palm and he immediately swallowed them. With the spread of the medicinal effect, Zhang Fan quickly closed his eyes and started cultivating.
After about half an hour, Zhang Fan opened his eyes. He could feel a few auras speeding towards him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes again, but right now, he was at his weakest. Because of the Soul Reversal Transformation, because of the medicinal pills, he had been overdrawn.
A few minutes later, a few figures dashed over.
"That brat's aura is in the vicinity …" The one who spoke was a man. His energy was slowly floating. At this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes were filled with astonishment. 'This bastard's martial soul isn't a dog, is it? This is too much!'
However, it was already nightfall. While he was in the air, he concealed himself extremely well. It was unlikely that these people would discover him.
"Take a look around," the middle-aged man said gloomily. Immediately, the four separated to search for Zhang Fan in the vicinity.
Zhang Fan hid behind a tree branch and narrowed his eyes. He didn't even bother to look at them anymore.
Twenty minutes later, the four of them were gathered together once again. They shook their heads at the same time. Clearly, their search had been fruitless.
"Damn it!" The middle-aged man said in a low voice, "Why don't those magical beasts attack this kid? They came looking for us! How strange!"
"Let's go. Let's go somewhere else." The four rushed forward again.
Zhang Fan glanced downwards, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He then calmed down and started to recover.
On the second day, after Zhang Fan opened his eyes and felt the energy within his body once more, his eyes flashed once more. The Purple Clouds Technique's eighth layer combined with the effects of the healing pill allowed him to recover quite quickly.
Although it was not full, it was still quite a distance from the peak of his power. His eyes flashed again as he smiled coldly and soared into the sky to run away.
Two days later, Zhang Fan arrived at a cave with a pale face. Although his face was pale, his expression was cold. He was heavily injured again, but luckily, he had killed another person. Right now, there were only three people left on the opposing team.
However, it was a pity that he did not kill the person who could sense his aura. When he thought of this, a look of pity appeared on his face.
"Kid, are you familiar with this place?" A trace of a smile appeared on his pale face.
The little magical beast whimpered and nodded.
After reaching the ice bed, Zhang Fan sat down on it. A healing pill appeared in his hand once more. He couldn't afford to waste any more time, and it wasn't a good idea to stay here any longer. Perhaps those people would find him soon.
After Zhang Fan's aura died down, the little magical beast beside him moved and jumped down from the ice bed. Its entire body emitted a white light, and when the beautiful figure appeared once again, it walked out of the room. Its star-like eyes were currently filled with coldness.
Two hours later, Zhang Fan opened his eyes and felt the strength he had recovered. Just now, he had a bitter smile on his face as he sighed and got off the ice bed. When he reached out to grab the little magical beast, he didn't notice that he was stunned.
"Where did the little Magical Beast go?" Zhang Fan was stunned. A hint of panic appeared in his eyes. 'Why is this little guy running around?'
He scanned his surroundings and quickly headed outside as well.
When he arrived outside and was about to search, he heard a whistling sound. Three figures landed and blocked his way.
"Kid, I didn't think you'd be hiding here. Let's see where you can run to this time!"
The one who spoke was the middle-aged man. He had a fierce expression on his face and looked very gloomy. When they arrived, two of the five of them were lost to this boy.
Furthermore, because of the magical beast attacks, they were currently in an extremely sorry state. If it weren't for a king level expert blocking their attacks and giving them enough time to escape, they would have already died.
"You killed my son, and you also killed two of my clan's core members. Today, you must die!"
The middle-aged man spoke with a sinister voice as a surge of energy swept out. His right hand directly grabbed at Zhang Fan's body. His strength was extremely terrifying. Perhaps his strength had yet to reach the king level, but dealing with Zhang Fan would be an easy task.
Zhang Fan's pupils contracted. The remaining energy in his body condensed once more as he charged forward.
Accompanied by an ear-piercing sound, Zhang Fan's body was sent flying backward. The blood from his mouth dyed his clothes.
"Brat, how do you want to die?" The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly. His voice was filled with a low tone as he charged towards Zhang Fan once again. A terrifying energy instantly enveloped Zhang Fan's body.
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, and then his mouth split open. He looked at the man who once again charged forward and said, "Then let's die together!"
Golden rays of light instantly appeared, and the instant Xuanyuan appeared, the first layer of the restriction was instantly removed. At this moment, Zhang Fan's complexion became even paler, because Xuanyuan had completely drained all of his energy without leaving anything behind.
However, the moment the restrictive spell was lifted in front of him, a terrifying and sharp aura swept out in an instant.
"Patriarch, be careful!" An anxious voice rang out as a figure quickly swept up from the ground. With a flick of his sleeve, a surge of energy also covered the area, and in the time it took for the figure to grab the middle-aged man's body, the man climbed down, causing a surge of energy to erupt. After Xuanyuan Wentian had swept up, he basically stuck close to the two of them.
Although it was stuck close to the man's body, because the area it covered was a bit larger, it clashed with the man's energy.
The old man's body trembled, and his expression slightly changed. After the energy disappeared, the old man immediately jumped up, and with a wave of his hand, he sent a palm imprint towards Zhang Fan's chest.
This brat was definitely not to be trifled with. That burst of power just now was extremely strange, completely threatening the strength of a king level expert. If Zhang Fan had been caught off guard, a king level expert might have already perished.
Zhang Fan smiled bitterly. He no longer had the strength to fight back. If not for his physique being slightly stronger, he would have fainted long ago. Even that middle-aged man's palm attack could have taken his life.
"Roar ~ ~" At the same time, an ear-piercing growl sounded out, and the palm print unexpectedly weakened with the sudden surge of the energy. However, the speed of the palm print was still too fast as it directly landed on Zhang Fan's chest.
Without the slightest bit of strength, his body withstood the attack in a daze. As his entire body trembled, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. Even after he fainted, his mouth was still overflowing with blood.
The old man glanced at Zhang Fan and sneered. Zhang Fan was still alive right now, but what was that angry roar from before? He looked up and saw a huge black furred magical beast charging towards him. That black furred magical beast had a few red stripes on its body, and when it rushed over, its speed was extremely fast.
"Blood Steel Panther!" The man's expression immediately changed as a hint of fear appeared on his face. Could it be that once they accidentally arrived at his domain, they would bring the middle-aged man and quickly escape.
"Patriarch, Elder, wait for me!" The other man's expression changed.
However, the elder and the middle-aged man quickly came to a stop because another magical beast had appeared in their direction. That magical beast had a single horn and was covered in scales. The energy of fire floated around its body as it stared at them with a pair of cold eyes.
"Horned Flame Beast!" The man's expression changed once more and he began to panic. Just as he was about to lead the middle-aged man in another direction, a few magical beasts came charging out of the forest.
The man's face paled as well. They had been surrounded by magical beasts that were legendary and terrifying, so why had they run into so many powerful magical beasts? Why hadn't they attacked each other and instead stared at them like tigers stalking their prey? 'Could it be that there is another leader? '
When they thought of this. An extremely pleasant voice rang out, but the voice was abnormally indifferent and even filled with killing intent.
"Why do you want to leave when you're already here?"
The three of them turned around and saw a fairy-like woman wearing a white dress slowly descending. Her pair of eyes that were moving like the stars coldly stared at them.