In the darkness, Qin Feng increased his speed to the limit.
I saw a black shadow passing by, his feet stepped on the top of the grass, and there was even an afterimage of his body.
This is the benefit of cultivation. Although his level at this time is very low and cannot use spells or the legendary flying over walls, his physical agility is several times higher than that of ordinary people.
After chasing for a while, he became increasingly unconvinced that the person being chased was Wu Dong.
How could the grandson named Wu run so fast after being shot? Young Master Qin tried his best to avoid being thrown away.
Could it be Shura?
If it's possible, then we should pursue it even more.
He spread his legs, gritted his teeth and continued to speed up. He finally closed the distance a little bit, but the person in front suddenly gave him a boost and threw him far away again.
Yaya, this is too BT, my brother’s speed is almost catching up with Bolt’s, but he still gets thrown away sadly, is there any justice?
He gritted his teeth and persisted for more than ten minutes. Finally, he couldn't run anymore and bent over and stood on the side of the road, breathing heavily.
It's not that Qin Feng is a slow runner, nor is it that he has poor endurance. He sprinted for more than 20 minutes at a stretch, which even a professional track and field athlete couldn't do.
Is the other person still a human being?
rustle……
Young Master Qin is ready to die. You should run as fast as you can. If I can't catch up with you, you can just run away without a trace. Why do you stop when I stop? What do you mean?
He pinched his waist with one hand, pointed to the place where the sound came from with one hand, and cursed at the top of his voice: "Who are you, a monster? If you have the guts, come out to me! If you are a man, we will fight face to face for three hundred rounds.
If I can blink my eyes, I will be your grandson; if you are a woman, it will be easier. I will take you to bed for three hundred rounds to ensure your satisfaction. Even if you are exhausted and die, I will accompany you to the end.
"
If he could catch up with the other party, he would not use such foul language. However, it seems a bit unreliable to scold the other party in just a few words.
Swish, swish... whir...
Young Master Qin's eyes widened, thinking that the famous Shura wouldn't be so narrow-minded, would he be angry?
Some data indicate that Shura, the leader of the Four Great Vajras of the Shengmen, is a woman. As for how old she is and what she looks like, no one knows.
The only thing that is certain is that Shura has been famous for a long time, so Qin Feng has suspected more than once that she is a aunt-level person, or at least an aunt-level person.
What if it was an ugly old woman who took what he just said seriously and insisted on going to bed and fighting for 300 rounds, wouldn't it be tragic?
Thinking of this, Young Master Qin's legs shook involuntarily and he told himself, why don't we run away?
I wanted to run, but it was too late.
call……
A black shadow soared into the sky, and the pieces of clothing fluttered more than two meters long, making it impossible to tell whether it was a gown or a long skirt. After the black shadow flew to a certain height, it suddenly changed direction and flew towards Qin Feng.
"Oh my god, what a ghost!" Young Master Qin was so frightened that he had goosebumps all over his body. He was used to seeing people living and dying, so one could imagine how terrifying it would be to be frightened by something.
He turned around and ran, his speed increased by more than one level compared to his previous limit speed.
The black shadow followed closely behind, and at the forefront was a white skull with round eye holes shining with a faint blue light, which was extremely strange.
After running for several kilometers in one breath, the black shadow followed him leisurely, making creepy sounds from time to time, which were the sounds made by the collision of its upper and lower rows of teeth.
Qin Feng suddenly stopped running and turned around to curse: "What are you going to do? I just have to accompany you to the end. Just clear the way, I can't run away from you anyway."
While speaking, he held a gun in one hand and a fire bomb in the other, ready to fight at any time.
I didn't expect Shura from the Xiaosheng sect to be able to do such a thing. When his body is floating in the air, he doesn't even need to touch the ground with his feet. This is much more powerful than the legendary Qinggong of China.
If Qin Feng has now entered the ranks of Qinggong masters, then he has at least reached the level of flying to the sky and escaping from the earth.
"Jie Jie..." The skull made a tooth-itching laugh and said, "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth, aren't you going to fight on my bed? My aunt is already prepared... Jie Jie..."
I wiped it, I was really afraid of what would happen.
"I'm just kidding." Mr. Qin also rubbed his hands when he was scared and said, "Don't take it seriously. How can we have a bed fight in this wilderness? You're kidding, there's no bed at all..."
"It's okay to shake the car... Jie Jie..." The skull's laughter became more and more weird, and it had a male-female tone.
Young Master Qin thought to himself that if the car trembles with an ugly guy like you, my brother will definitely not lift it, and I'm afraid even eating a tiger's penis won't be able to make up for it.
His face darkened: "Who are you? To tell you the truth, I am not the kind of casual person. Not only do I have a traditional personality, but I also keep myself clean. Just give up on that."
"Jie Jie... It's so funny to keep oneself clean. You are dating two girls at the same time, and having an affair with three little girls. Is this called tradition?" The skull seemed to have heard a big joke.
Nonsense, isn't this traditional or what?
"The tradition of China is three wives and four concubines. Dude, this is adhering to the good virtues of the ancients. Is there anything wrong with it?" Qin Feng suddenly realized something, pointed at it and said: "You are not Chinese, right? Take it off."
Mask, even if we have to fight to the death, why not show your true face, unless you are afraid that you can't beat me."
"Xiao Hundan, you have always been my loser!" A female voice sounded, using Chinese dialect that was not very standardized.
Young Master Qin was completely stunned. This voice was so familiar to him. He had heard it countless times on the Island of Death.
He rushed over directly, stretched out his arms to hug her, and shouted loudly: "Instructor, it's you! It's really you. I'm so happy to see you. Do you know that I miss you every day...
…Ahem, can you take off the mask? It’s too ugly.”
The moment the black shadow was hugged by him, his body changed from a floating state to his feet on the ground, and he hummed: "Don't pick it off, you little bastard, you almost killed the instructor and me, and you even brazenly said that you want to do it every day."
I."
This person was Isabella, the immortal instructor of Death Island. She was originally hiding in the dark with the purpose of helping Qin Feng when he encountered danger. She never wanted to be regarded by that boy as Shura, one of the Four Great Vajras.
He grabbed the immortal instructor's mask with his hands and tried to pull it down.
"Don't!" Isabella grabbed his wrist faster, shook her head and said, "My face has become ugly."