He wanted to shoot the thief with his bow, but his bow and arrows were stolen.

Even though the Xu Tong in front of him made him gnash his teeth with hatred, he was still trying to pull a rabbit away from a tortoise.

Gritting his teeth, he could only continue to use the spear in his hand and the wind blade to kill Xu Tong behind him, but Xu Tong was like a cunning mouse.

He flashed left and right, tossed and turned, and although he looked embarrassed, he was still unscathed, as if there was a strange force secretly helping him.

Every time he wielded the large-scale wind blade without any expense, Xu Tong either happened to fall into a hole, or the terrain in front of him suddenly became shorter, causing him to escape without any risk.

Gradually, as time passed, the frequency of the wind blade began to become less and less.

Even the speed of the war horse began to slow down.

"How long can you last??"

Xu Tong dodged the attack of the wind blade and looked back at the black-armored warrior with squinting eyes. There was fluorescent light in his eyes. With the help of the Life Eye Qimen, he could see wisps of things that even the divine eye could not see.

Red silk threads were winding crazily around the body of the black-armored warrior.

While frantically plundering this guy's power, it also invisibly seeped into his luck, eroding it crazily.
Chapter completed!