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Chapter 83: Escape from the Tiger's Mouth (Part 2)

"Indeed, as the leader of a great sect, he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. How can he be an ordinary ninth-level strongman with only 200,000 points of spiritual power? What I should have thought of long ago is that at the beginning it was just

It's just hiding his strength. It seems that the leader is starting to use his trump card at this moment, which is a bit troublesome, but if he teleports now, it is still too early and the distance is too short, so it is still easy to catch up."

Huo Yuhao thought patiently, and then glanced at Wang Qiu'er, who was still very weak in his arms. At this moment, her pretty face was pale. Her plump chest was rising and falling, which made people feel very distressed. He had the urge to step forward to protect her immediately.

Then Huo Yuhao shook his head and gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for himself, how could Qiu'er... Well, now I can only place my hope on Mr. Hong. I hope the teacher can hold on..." Huo Yuhao said

With a hopeful look in his eyes, Yumian immediately looked at Mr. Hong, who was rushing towards him from a distance, and thought to himself.

However, he did not live up to Huo Yuhao's expectations. Mr. Hong had already arrived when Huo Yuhao was about to be hit. The two collided and turned up a huge wave. With a boom, both of them were knocked back several meters from the blow.

, but Hong Yan still looked more and more embarrassed. The corner of his mouth was shaken by the terrifying power, and there was a little blood. After hearing him groan, he took action again without stopping at all, as if he had gone crazy in the battle.

Hong Yan was so fast. Under that terrifying offensive, even the necromancer with a spiritual power of up to 400,000 could only barely dodge. But Hong Yan had no intention of stopping, one move after another.

, one move after another. He did not give the leader any chance to breathe, because he knew that if he was allowed to distance himself and wanted to delay, it would be useless even if he risked his life.

Hong Yan was completely in a state of madness at this time, "What a fast speed! Is this the true power of the Divine Seal Knight when he gets close? Can he actually compete with a person who is twice as high as himself?"

At this moment, the leader of the undead was also a little surprised. The opponent's strength was so powerful. Moreover, the attack seemed to have some special effect, and it was difficult for him to resist it. Although the knight was close and had attribute restraint, he would not be able to resist it.

So?

Hong Yan's offensive was too fierce. Every punch and every kick he made contained an aura that would destroy the world. Although the old man had a ninth-level spiritual power worth up to 400,000 points of spiritual power, but...

But he couldn't resist it at all. During the continuous attacks, he also realized that it was the disappearing artifact, the power of the Divine Seal Throne!

After all, Hong Yan's power is limited, and the enemy he faces is someone with a much higher level of cultivation than himself. Since he can hide his spiritual power, he must have other secret skills. Although he has tyrannical strength, he is not immune to vulgarity.

, he knew very well that if the head-on confrontation continued like this, he would definitely not be able to hold on for long, and Huo Yuhao had not left far and would soon be caught up.

While Mr. Hong was thinking, the leader also noticed the clues and seemed to have some idea in his mind. Then a sinister smile appeared on his face. A terrifying undead magic came out from the hands of the leader. At the same time,

, his body also turned into a dark mist, and disappeared instantly.

At this moment, Mr. Hong didn't react. After scattering the undead, he suddenly woke up when he didn't find his figure. He immediately looked back, but the result made him doubt again. Didn't the old man chase Huo Yuhao?

"Jie Jie Jie, you are indeed fooled, take a hit from me!"

"Dark poison ghost evil!" I saw the terrifying undead death breath condensed in the dark palm of the old man, and then slapped Mr. Hong's waist fiercely.

I saw Hong Yan vomiting blood instantly, and the golden light collapsed. The previous advantage was completely broken by this blow.

At this moment, the necromancer used a fighting method that was not suitable for him to fight him head-on! He knew that Hongyan was seriously injured at this moment, and his spiritual power value was higher than his. This simple and direct way

The method is also the most effective method.

"Clang, clang, clang!" After a few collisions, Hong Yan's offensive slowed down as expected. His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his body was trembling violently. He had just consumed not only his mental power, but also his energy.

He had lost a lot of physical strength, and the most important thing was the toxins in his heart. Because of the collision just now, his glow was intensified. Now he is pale and solemn, full of helplessness.

"Hmph, you humble ant, dare to taint the strong man? You are not worthy of letting me kill you, just continue to live and breathe, and watch your apprentice tortured to death by me to make up for the face I lost on him.

." As soon as he finished speaking, the leader swung his powerful attack and instantly knocked Hong Yan away. Finally, he turned into a black shadow, as fast as thunder, and with a fierce stamp, he galloped towards Huo Yuhao.

"Faster, faster!" Huo Yuhao prayed silently in his heart, but unfortunately, his physical strength could no longer support his rapid running, especially after using Sacrifice. His originally weak body had to go through such a

The overweight load exercise was obviously too much, and the speed had begun to slowly decline uncontrollably.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, you slippery kid, I want to see how you escape this time?" The black mist came to Huo Yuhao as quickly as possible, and the suffocating breath hit his face, Huo Yuhao's heart

Trembling again, feeling death.

He knew he couldn't escape, and had used up all his trump cards. Finally, he reluctantly glanced at Wang Qiu'er in his arms, with an expression of relief on his face.

"Not yet, we have to delay. As long as we hold on for a few moments, we will be safe after we leave the Holy Mountain of Knights and leave their monitoring range." Huo Yuhao thought secretly in his heart, and then he saw a trace of inspiration flowing through his eyes.

.

Then Huo Yuhao raised his head and looked at the leader of the undead seriously, as if he had given up resistance. Then his expression changed slightly, with tears shining in his eyes, and he said: "Give up the saint you call me, and come and kill me, a child."

, is it really worth it?"

After his undead leader saw Huo Yuhao's expression of giving up resistance, he seemed to be no longer anxious. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Just you? You can't kill him now! The nights are long and there are many dreams. I won't talk nonsense to you and show up again."

What's wrong, just die for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the strong and powerful aura of the undead suddenly being released around his body. Huo Yuhao knew that he had not fallen into the trap and could only carry out the plan at a little risk.
Chapter completed!
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