The little bastard jumped up to Lin Yuan and crawled on the ground. Lin Yuan jumped up and rode on him. The little bastard jumped up to Ye Feng who was unconscious on the ground again, picked up Ye Feng and jumped over, jumped out of the crowd, and ran towards the outside of the city.
"Kill him!"
"Stop him!"
"Don't let him go!"
…
Countless people drew their weapons and chased Ye Feng, shouting. But they couldn't catch up with the little bastard at all.
Soon the battlefield was empty except for ruins, corpses and blood, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the air.
"Second brother, has that scoundrel really escaped?" After a long time, the little witch's trembling voice rang out.
"I ran away. I just don't know if I can survive." Zhao Xinyi sighed.
At this moment, on the other side of the street, a middle-aged man wearing a white gown walked up slowly. Strangely, this middle-aged man walked very slowly, but when everyone took a second look, his pace had already
He walked out in front of everyone.
The great magical power that shrinks the earth into an inch!
"See you, father." Zhao Yulong, Zhao Xinyi and Zhao Xin'er dismounted their horses and bowed at the same time.
"See the Lord of the State." When the officers and soldiers saw the person coming, they also knelt on the ground. This person was Zhao Jian, the Lord of Yanjing Prefecture, the number one expert in Yanjing Prefecture, a master of Emperor Martial, and the peak of Emperor Martial.
The peerless strong man.
"Everyone, get up." Zhao Jian's majestic voice echoed throughout the venue.
"Father, villains are committing crimes here, killing nobles and hundreds of soldiers. My son has sent someone to invite you a long time ago. You..."
"I've been here a long time ago." Zhao Jian's indifferent voice sounded.
"Ah?" Zhao Yulong frowned and immediately said, "Father, uncle, and two cousins were killed by that villain, and you just kept watching?"
"What? You want me to take action?" Zhao Jian looked at his eldest son and said calmly.
"Even my uncle died at his hands. If you don't take action, who can cure him?"
Well, I tell you, forget about this matter, and don’t chase him anymore." Zhao Jian waved his sleeves and was about to leave.
"Father, you don't chase him because you see his potential and don't want to be his enemy?" Zhao Xinyi hurried up at this time.
Zhao Jian turned around and looked at his second son, only to find that not only Zhao Xinyi, but also Zhao Xin'er and others were waiting for his answer.
"Yes and no."
A strange answer made everyone even more confused.
Zhao Jian continued: "His skills are indeed terrifying. It's a pity that he was young and full of energy, and his sharp edge was revealed. Countless geniuses in history have died prematurely because of their sharp edge. It is really a pity. So can this young man survive?
The outcome is still unknown. But his monster is not an ordinary monster."
"Dad, you said that little lion, it's mine." When the little witch Zhao Xin'er heard this, she immediately became energetic.
"Haha," Zhao Jian laughed and patted his daughter's head. Obviously, Zhao Jian liked this little daughter very much.
"That's not a lion, that's a holy beast Qilin. There are only five kinds of holy beasts in this world. The lowest adult holy beast has the strength of the Martial Emperor. The five major holy beasts are mainly the holy beast Qilin. The worst among the Qilin, once
He will also surpass Emperor Wu when he reaches adulthood."
"Wow, when that little guy grows up, he will surpass Emperor Wu and be even more powerful than his father!" The little witch was extremely surprised.
"What I'm saying is that the worst Qilin can surpass Emperor Wu. Qilins have different bloodlines, and they are also classified into high and low. The worst among them is the light Qilin, and the highest is the golden Qilin. The light Qilin and the golden Qilin grew up in their childhood.
You can't tell the difference from the outside. Only when you reach the growth stage and have the talent of Qilin, can you tell its bloodline. If that little monster is a noble golden Qilin, I'm afraid even the Fire Heavenly One may not be able to win in the future.
It. This kind of noble holy beast is full of wisdom. Their nobility has reached the point of despising everything. Even the supreme saint cannot subdue it. But this guy is willing to follow that young man. That person must be extraordinary.
It’s better not to make enemies of such people.”
"But dad, that bastard killed my uncle, my mother's brother, and my mother's two nephews. You are indifferent. Don't you want to kill him and snatch that Qilin?" Zhao Yulong still doesn't give up.
"Okay, I can see what happened just now. You know in your heart where justice lies. Don't offend that holy beast Qilin. You can take advantage of such a noble life and kill it when it is weak, but it is impossible to conquer it.
Moreover, the number of holy beasts is very small. If what we are chasing is a golden unicorn, I am afraid that the entire Yanjing Province will be razed to the ground by the holy beasts, so you'd better be honest with me."
During the battle in Yanjing Province, Ye Feng shocked the entire state. In just a few days, the news spread to every corner of Yanhuo Mansion. A young man less than twenty years old actually killed a powerful man who was about to become the Martial Emperor.
Or, this alone shocked everyone.
If you want to enter the City of Tianwang, the most direct way is to independently kill a Martial Emperor in his heyday. Ye Feng kills a master who is infinitely close to the Martial Emperor, which is probably about the same. What's more important is that Ye Feng is not yet twenty.
Years old, to be precise, only sixteen years old. He still has fourteen years of training time. After fourteen years, what will this terrifying young man become?
For a time, various recited conversations raised Ye Feng's reputation to the extreme and became the most eye-catching focus. Some people said he was a murderer with cruel methods, some said he was a peerless genius who would become a flame within a hundred years, and some said he was a murderer with cruel methods.
It is said that he is the lord of the holy beasts and rules the realm of monsters.
The only pity is that Ye Feng's qualifications to participate in the battle of the top 100 heroes in Yanjing Province have also completely disappeared. He has killed many nobles, and these nobles will never allow Ye Feng to appear in Yanjing Province again.
It is already the third day of Ye Feng's battle in Yanjingzhou. Ye Feng has been in a coma for the past three days. All his strength has been exhausted, and even his muscles have shrunk. His limbs are weak and walking has become a problem. Ye Feng slowly
He opened his eyes and saw Lin Yuan supporting him and sitting on the little bastard's back.
The little bastard turned into a five-meter giant monster, carrying Ye Feng without any bumps.
"Xiaoyuan, have we escaped?" Ye Feng's weak voice sounded.
"Brother Feng, you're awake!" As soon as Lin Yuan heard Ye Feng's voice, she immediately jumped for joy, "It was the little bastard who saved us."
"Haha, this little bastard still has some skills, where are we going?" Ye Feng said with a smile, but his words were weak and his face was extremely pale, as if he was terminally ill.
"I don't know either. As soon as the little bastard escaped, he took us this way. I asked him, but he didn't tell me." Lin Yuan pointed at the little bastard with a look of grievance.
"Haha, idiot, the little bastard can't speak." Ye Feng smiled slightly, lowered his head and said, "Brother Dan, let's go, I'm useless now, I'll hang out with you from now on!"
The little bastard turned its head and showed a proud smile. I am afraid that only it knew where to take Ye Feng.