Ze Tian Ji Chapter 98: Heavy and desperate breathing
Tianhai Zhanyi found himself flying.
He then found that he had regained control of his body, and started waving his arms in his lower body, just like a dancing puppet, which was ridiculous. But there is still no way to change his trajectory. looks at was getting closer and clearer about the small face of Nan Ke. He showed a look of despair and closed his eyes.
He fell into the hands of Nan Ke, but did not die.
Nan Ke grabbed his front and lifted him into the night sky.
Tianhai Zhanyi opened his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably, and wailing.
Nan Ke tilted his head to look at him. Some Mu Na's eyes had a confused look, and some didn't understand what was going on.
Tianhai Zhanyi didn't understand what was going on, and the fear was at an extreme.
Nan Ke looks over him and looks across.
Whether it's Songshan Army or Absolute World Sect or Tianhai Family's sergeants and masters, they are at a loss at this time, I don't know what happened.
already on the mountain road is without Zhu Ye and Ningshi Wei.
Snowy Ridge under night, there were two sounds of breaking wind, and occasionally the sound of pine trees being broken was heard.
There is a figure rushing towards the snow valley below the cliff, and there is a figure rushing towards the Xuefeng high.
It was only a moment, and the two figures already went beyond hundred zhang(333m).
Zhu Ye and Ningshi Wei are gone.
They walked so decisively, they ignored the lives and lives of these subordinates and close friends who stayed on the field.
Obviously, this is their plan and arrangement, and there is a tacit understanding between them.
In the beginning, Zhu Ye's questioning of the middle-aged Scholar and the dialogue between the two were a blindfold.
They threw Tianhai Zhanyi to Nan Ke in order to get more time.
They ran away in two different directions, trying to get more possibilities.
Everything is for escape.
Zhu Ye never thought of staying, and the battle with Nan Ke was not because he was afraid of Nan Ke's strength, but because he couldn't see through another person.
That middle-aged Scholar.
In the rumors, the elder Black Candle Witch who has been with Nan Ke is indeed very good at making zither music, but he is very convinced that the person has already died at Zhou Garden.
Who is the middle-aged Scholar who plays the piano?
Zhu Ye thought of a possibility, but the conjecture was too shocking, so he couldn't believe it.
When the crossbow rain came down the mountain road, he didn't pay attention to the response of Nan Ke at all, but stared at the middle-aged Scholar-the middle-aged Scholar just looked down at his arms zither. The strings did not move, nor did they avoid, but those Divine Crossbow arrows of attached Holy Light drifted away naturally as if in fear.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Ye increasingly feels that his conjecture may be true.
Even if it is only one thousandth possible, the middle-aged Scholar is really the one he thought of. If he doesn't leave again, he will definitely die here tonight.
So he decided to run away without hesitation, even if it seemed so shameless and pathetic.
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Zhu Ye and Ningshi Wei disappeared in Snowy Ridge under night, just like two funeral dogs.
The masters of Songshan Army and Absolute World Sect are at a loss, not knowing what is going on, let alone what to do next.
Tianhai Family's looks at own master fell into the hands of Demon race Princess, even more nervous.
Tianhai Zhanyi looks at Nan Ke's eyes were terrified. The shadow of death gave him unimaginable courage, and he yelled in a crying voice, smashing his hands towards the forehead of Nan Ke.
His looks at is very flustered, and his punches seem to have no rules, but no one knows that these punches are Tianhai Family Secret Technique——Grasp the Bird's Tail!
Two bright lights tear the gloomy night, and the double fists of Tianhai Zhanyi hit Nan Ke like lightning, and hit accurately without deviation.
Papa two extremely clear dull impact sounded on the mountain road.
Nan Ke didn't evade his punches, and even didn't evade his moves. He still looks at expressionlessly.
The night breeze flicked, and a set of black hair floated from her horns. There was no break, and she was naturally not injured.
No one will avoid the forelimb waving by a praying mantis on the road, and she will not care about Tianhai Zhanyi's shot.
Although Tianhai Family's Secret Technique is strong, his fists are weak.
The insurmountable gap between realms will make all moves useless.
Tianhai Zhanyi desperate, wanting to say a few words to ask the other party to spare his life, but said nothing.
Nan Ke let him down, walked to the side of the mountain and looked at Snowy Ridge under night. No wings were visible behind him.
Her two high-speed departures between the looks at peak and the cliff, thinking silently, these two people should be regarded as Human Race's big names, and they can be so shameless. It is no wonder that God Clan has ruled Continent north for more than a thousand years, but it has never been Defeat Human Race, so think about it, this situation must be killed in the first time.
Tianhai Zhanyi looks at Her back is a little stunned, I don't know what happened.
Then he suddenly felt that his throat was a little sweet, and then his heart was a little cold.
He looked down, and saw one plume stuck in his throat, and another plume stuck deep in his chest.
The feather feather is green. It looks extraordinarily strange under the ink-like night, and is held by the two Demon race beauties.
Two beeps, the green feathers disappeared, and the two Demon race beauties turned into countless light spots to dissipate, and then reunited by the mountain road, turning back to the wings and swinging gently.
Tianhai Zhanyi fell to his knees, covering his throat and chest. looks at was poisoned with green blood and kept flowing from his fingers, and he gradually lost his breath.
Nan Ke didn't even look at him, still the two figures in the looks at mountains.
Zhu Ye and Ningshi Wei are in the opposite direction of escape. Even if she has the most incredible speed in the world, in this Snowy Ridge range, she can only catch up with one of them as quickly as possible, and with her real strength, only to the previous one. Not dare to call the victory, after all, the two are real Human Race strong, not Tianhai Zhanyi.
Naturally, she looks to Scholar in middle age and asks what to do.
The middle-aged Scholar ignored her, lowered her head, and the looks at fluctuated strings without wind, very focused.
Nan Ke understands.
The wings fluttered and the snow fluttered. She turned into a green stream of light and disappeared into night.
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It is said that going downhill is harder than going uphill, but when speed is really needed, everyone knows that going uphill is not as fast as running down the cliff. However, Zhu Ye chose to go up to Xuefeng, not to let Ningshi Wei, but because he knew that the Escaping tonight does not completely look at the speed, the faster it is not necessarily the safer, the more dangerous it may be.
If he is going to chase two Escaping, he will definitely go to the fastest way first.
Sure enough, for a while, he didn't hear the sound of wind breaking behind him, nor did he see the green stream of light.
He was very fortunate, but did not dare to relax. True Essence rushed to the fullest of the light movement skill door of Absolute World Sect. In a moment, already swept out of more than ten miles and came to the upper edge of Xuefeng. Counting forward hundred zhang(333m), you can turn over the mountain, see the lights of Gaoyang Town, and startle the garrison there.
His breathing already became very rapid, and he could hear the heavy weight hidden in it.
The slightly illuminated night sky above the mountain gap appeared in his eyes, allowing True Essence already to be almost exhausted, giving him new strength, and his footwork accelerated again.
At this moment, a very slight voice sounded behind him.
It's like a thin piece of ice is falling on another piece of ice, like the night wind cuts an ice line, like someone is pulling the strings.
This is an illusion.
This must be an illusion.
Zhu Ye said to himself.
He didn't turn around, still running towards the front, breathing more and more quickly, heavier, and gradually took on the taste of despair.