Time can no longer allow Qin Fei to continue thinking. As soon as the thought arose from his heart, the song broke out when the interrupted song was already slid out.

He was fast, and the knife hand opposite him was not slow either. With just a breath of drawing the sword, the sword was dazzling and dazzling. A steel knife that seemed ordinary was extremely gorgeous when it took action. Qin Fei's eyes turned black, and the man seemed to have lost his trace out of thin air, and the blade was approaching his throat. At this moment, Qin Fei could see clearly where he was.

If Zhou Liyuan's fast sword is dazzling, the speed of the man in front of him is no longer the speed of taking action, but all the movements have reached the limit that Qin Fei can imagine. His figure is so fast that it is difficult to see clearly, and his move is even more unpredictable.

The shadows of swords were flying and hovering in the air, and each blade light was enough to make people shudder. Qin Fei simply closed his eyes. Since the opponent's speed was so fast that he could deceive his eyes, since the opponent chose to use his brilliant moves to stimulate his vision, he would completely lock him with the sea of ​​intention, and use his tremendous mental power to feel every move and every move.

This is why Qin Fei can be so big. If it were someone else, he would either have no mind power or force, and he would wait to die as soon as he closed his eyes.

Duan Ge and Changdao's battle was like a small snake fighting a tiger. Although the tiger was coming in a fierce manner, the small snake could always stretch out its poisonous fangs and give it to the tiger hard at the most critical moment, forcing him to restrain himself.

In Anton, such a master is extremely rare. He can suppress Qin Fei, who is already at the peak, at least he is a low-grade master who has been famous for a long time. Qin Fei believes that as long as he escapes, he will definitely be able to find out who he is.

The footsteps of the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer. Qin Fei did not dare to continue fighting. Duan Ge kept moving forward and acted as if he wanted his opponent to die. The knife hand was on the wind, so how could he fight to death with Qin Fei? Just let the forefront, Qin Fei seized the opportunity and flew out of his side. The knife hand sighed inwardly, lifted the knife and chased after him...

Both of them had extremely exquisite cultivation, running out of the woods one after another, only dozens of feet apart, but they had left the officers and soldiers of the first town without a trace. Qin Fei ran away in front of him, and the knife hand was chasing him persistently, from night to morning, from rising sun to three o'clock in the sun...

Qin Fei had long lost his image, his hair was loose, and the sweat on his body wet his clothes. With his cultivation, if he had not overdrawn his true power, how could he be so embarrassed?

However, the chaser behind him was not much better. The knife hand was also panting, his face flushed, and ran like a farmer who had been working in the field for a whole day.

"No more running!" Qin Fei sat on the ground. Even if he wanted to fight to the death, he would have to take a breath first. He would be exhausted when he ran away and he didn't even have to fight.

Unexpectedly, the knife hand collapsed on the ground, with four legs facing the sky, and was too lazy to move. The two were just dozens of feet apart, resting strangely at the same time. Until the knife hand swayed and stood up, Qin Fei sighed unwillingly, got up and continued to stumble forward.

The two of them kept a strange rhythm and headed north. At first it could be called running, but later it was almost walking... Later, it could be called crawling. Whenever Qin Fei rested, the knife hand also rested silently. When the knife hand could not run, Qin Fei almost had the strength to run again, so he quickly took a breath.

Gradually, both of them were at the end of their strength. After two days and two nights of long journey, they didn't know where they had gone. The current situation is extremely dangerous. The two were completely supportive of their will. Which one fell first, and which one would die. If the knife hand chose to withdraw at this time, I was afraid that it would not be able to explain to the employer... Qin Fei wanted to turn around and fight him to the death, but now in this way, the battle between the two masters is likely to be solved by a method similar to a child pulling his hair and tying his neck and fighting together...

When it entered the second noon, Qin Fei, who was dizzy, could only see that there was no road around him, and there were vast land everywhere, and occasionally a few old trees could be seen. The knife hand, which was still following him, was shaking, and finally fell down with a bang.

Qin Fei was delighted and was about to walk over, but as soon as he lifted his steps, he felt dizzy and lie down on the sky.

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When Qin Fei woke up slowly, he still felt weak all over. This was a large wooden wing room. He lay on a soft couch with a blanket on his body. There were fruits and teapots next to the soft couch. Qin Fei struggled to sit up without saying a word, grabbed the teapot and poured it down. Even if the pot was full of poison, he would quench his thirst first.

The door of the wing was opened with a creaking sound. The bright light made everything in the wooden house clear, and the one who appeared at the door was Qin Fei's old acquaintance.

"Maybe you are really lucky. I encountered it yesterday. Otherwise, in this grassland, you will be unconscious and will most likely become a lunch for jackals, tigers and leopards." A pretty girl smiled and said, "Do you want to eat something?"

"Just eat some fruit." Qin Fei muttered: "Blow-eating is not good for the body. By the way, Jing Jialan, what are you doing here?"

Jing Jialan smiled, walked to Qin Fei and sat cross-legged, and said leisurely: "You don't think this is a house, right? This is actually a carriage, pulled by eight tall horses. When you move such a carriage, of course, you will be prepared to hunt on the grassland for some days without going back."

"Yesterday our team walked nearby, and the Falcon discovered you. He thought it had a prey, so he almost shot you. Fortunately, I saw that it was a human appearance, so I went over and took a look, otherwise you would have become a wronged soul."

Qin Fei nodded to express his gratitude and asked: "Have you found anyone else near me?"

Jing Jialan's face changed slightly, then returned to normal, and she whispered: "When I saw you, you were the only one."

Qin Fei felt something was wrong, but he didn't want to ask more questions. He reached out to touch the fruit, but saw that he had changed into a white silk dress. His skin exposed on his wrists was red and white, and he didn't look sloppy at all. Qin Fei looked at Jing Jialan with a smirk and said, "It's really hard for you, girl. I helped me change my clothes last night and took a shower..."

"I think beautifully!" Jing Jialan's face turned red and he hurriedly argued: "It's all done by maids when taking a bath and changing clothes. How could I do these things for you?"

"Um!" Qin Fei sighed, "Do you guess I believe it?"

"Don't talk nonsense..." Jing Jialan suddenly became anxious and whispered: "Talking nonsense will cause big trouble. By the way, someone wants to talk to you. When you get better, I will make arrangements for you."
Chapter completed!