Listening to Long Aotian's words, Kong Xuan behind him looked helpless, and he even regretted following him this time.
You must know that in order to set off with Long Aotian, he had used all his skills before.
To put it mildly, it means crying, making trouble, and hanging.
It was not easy to snatch this task from Long Xin, but I didn't expect it to be played like this.
I thought that even if it didn’t take seven days, it would take at least seven or eight days!
Now this is great, it actually takes five days to complete the entire journey. Is Long Aotian crazy?
If he had been waiting at the junction of Beiming Tianxia and Lingguang Tianxia, he would be able to sit and lie down whenever he wanted, not to mention how nourishing his childhood would be.
But look now, he feels like his legs are not his own anymore!
Ever since he followed Long Aotian, he had used all his spiritual power on speed.
Although he is a strong man in the saint realm, he can't withstand such a torment.
This had lasted two days and one night, and he was almost exhausted.
But now Long Aotian actually asked him to speed up and have to do it for another three days and two nights. Is he crazy?
Even a god can't stand this, let alone a flesh and blood body like him.
Kong Xuan spoke with a depressed expression.
"Elder Long, are you sure...are you sure you want to continue to speed up?"
"Let's... let's take a rest. I feel like I'm about to die."
"Anyway, we have enough time. Otherwise, we can rest for one night and then rush on again. Otherwise, we can slow down a little."
"Anyway, we absolutely can't continue as we did before. If we continue like that, we will have to cripple people!"
As soon as Kong Xuan finished speaking, he received a deep eye roll from Long Aotian.
"Shut up! Look at your potential! How far have you run now? Do you have the nerve to say you are tired?"
"Do you know how urgent time is for us? Every minute we waste, the more danger Wuming will face!"
"If we keep wasting like this, maybe he will..."
Although Long Aotian didn't finish what he said, the meaning could not have been more obvious.
After all, the place Ye Fan went to this time was no different from the Longtan Tiger's Den, and the risk factor was immediately high.
Although he is a cultivator of the path of life and death, his qualifications are unparalleled.
But now, after all, he is not fully formed yet, and he is completely unable to resist the guardian elders of Tiansheng Sect!
And this has been going on for a whole week, and there is no news at all.
If something happens, who can take the responsibility?
Long Aotian waved his hand and directly issued an ultimatum to Kong Xuan.
"Stop talking about these things. If you are told to speed up, speed up. Where does all this nonsense come from?"
"If you don't want to go, that's fine. Just pay to go alone. Anyway, I'm not counting on you."
After saying this, Long Aotian flashed and headed forward again.
Seeing this scene, Kong Xuan really had the urge to crash to death on the spot.
It's not that he's tired, it's that the spiritual energy in his body really can't support it anymore.
And if all the spiritual energy is concentrated on speed, what will happen when we reach the edge of Qinglian World?
They were exhausted both physically and mentally. What could they do to save Ye Fan? What could they do to face those strong men in the saint realm?
It's a pity that Long Aotian is obviously in charge now, and he can't listen to a word of these words.
There was no other way. In the end, Kong Xuan could only drag his exhausted body and try his best to catch up with Long Aotian's pace.
In the final analysis, it's because I am too weak. If I could be stronger, I wouldn't be like this.
After another day, Kong Xuan was exhausted and fell directly from the sky.
Although he was unhappy with Kong Xuan on weekdays, at critical moments, Long Aotian still taught the brotherhood very much.
I saw him flashing and diving downwards at the speed of light.
Then, just a second before Kong Xuan landed, he was finally dragged up.
"What's going on with you? Why did you fall from the sky when you were so good?"
"You are too careless. Do you know what the consequences would be if I were just a second late?"
"That's 10,000 meters high. If you fall, you will be crippled!"
Long Aotian's face was filled with accusations.
However, it is not difficult to find that behind this accusation there is deep concern.
And what he said was correct. Although cultivators are called masters of human beings, in the final analysis they cannot escape the category of human beings.
Who can survive a straight fall from a height of 10,000 meters?
Moreover, Kong Xuan's spiritual energy had been exhausted just now, and there was no extra spiritual energy to protect his body.
If this falls down, my dear, the consequences will be disastrous!
By then Kong Xuan will have become a legend.
A powerful man in the realm of saints, and a swordsman in the realm of saints, fell from a high altitude and died!
Faced with Long Aotian's accusation, Kong Xuan said nothing.
Not surprisingly, he was greeted directly by a big boy.
"I'm talking to you, but you still dare to ignore me. Isn't this a big deal?"
"I asked you, what are you worrying about all day long? A good thing can actually fall from the sky. All your years of practice have gone into a dog's belly, right?"
"Thankfully you are still a sword cultivator in the saint realm. I dare you to have this little strength!"
Long Aotian's mouth seemed to be open and he couldn't stop.
At first, Kong Xuan did not choose to refute, but just suffered quietly.
Anyway, he kept talking and stopped talking. I was too lazy to argue with him so much. Then I would have wasted all my words.
But Long Aotian couldn't stop complaining at all. If he didn't interrupt, he didn't know how long he would have to complain.
In the end, Kong Xuan couldn't listen anymore and could only speak cautiously.
"Elder Long, it's really not my fault. It's really not that I don't worry about it."
These words directly made Long Aotian laugh.
"Oh, I don't blame you? Then you mean you blame me? I was the one who brought you down from the sky?"
Although Kong Xuan didn't say it, he thought so in his heart.
After all, if Long Aotian hadn't been so quick, how could he have failed even the most basic sword flying?
He has mastered this technique ever since he understood the art of swords, and he has never had any mistakes in it for so many years!
Now this is not a good thing. All his wisdom has been defeated in one fell swoop.
Seeing the resentful look on Kong Xuan's face, Long Aotian spoke immediately.
"If you have anything to say, just say it! Day by day it feels like I'm treating you badly."
"Don't always look at me like that. If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have something to say, just fart!"
Kong Xuan thought about it again and again, and finally let it go. It would be better to have one less thing to worry about and there is no need to cause trouble for himself.
The Long Aotian in front of him is not as patient as Zishuang Immortal, and he is not as good-tempered.
Although he is asking me to say it now, if I do say it then, it may not necessarily be what the result will be.