Xianhong Road

Chapter 57
"This kid can run!"

The two guards in green clothes behind him looked serious, and quickly accelerated, chasing after Yang Fan.

They are confident. As monks in the late stage of Qi refining, their mana is stronger than Yang Fan's, and their energy is much longer. It only takes a while to catch up.

And so, these three people, one in front and two behind, chased fiercely in the deep mountains, performing a running race.

They are all immortal cultivators, their physique is stronger than ordinary people, and they have mana. When they run, their speed is much faster than that of ordinary horses.

Not long after, the three of Yang Fan ran hundreds of miles away.

Behind the two guards in blue, there was a faint blue light flickering on their bodies, and the aura in their bodies was constantly flowing.

"This kid is not far behind us in terms of speed. If this continues, what should we do?"

While chasing, the two guards in Tsing Yi also started talking.

"It's not surprising. Escaping may be what he is good at. Besides, we didn't use our full strength. How about this, the two of us competed with him in mana, and he was exhausted. With my cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, mana is more powerful than mana. As a boy in the early stage of Qi refining, he is at least half as deep, and his Qi veins are also longer."

The eyes of another Tsing Yi guard lit up: "This is a good idea. He will be exhausted to death later, so we don't need to do anything. If you accidentally kill this son during the fighting, the young master will definitely punish us."

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Soon, the two guards in Tsing Yi started to have new ideas.

Yang Fan kept a distance of more than ten feet from them, and saw the conspiracy of the two.

"Compared with endurance?"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were slightly pursed, revealing a trace of sarcasm, and he murmured in a low voice: "Hehe, this is a good notice... After all, this place is near the 'Xiuyu Pavilion', even if it is a hundred miles away, monks can fight with each other. The fluctuations in spiritual energy and the radiance of the magic weapon will also easily disturb the masters flying with swords in the sky, so it is not a good place to kill people and silence them."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's speed increased by two more points, reaching his limit.

In this state, mana consumption is enormous.

Seeing him accelerate, the expressions of the two Tsing Yi guards changed drastically. They gritted their teeth at the same time, channeled their mana, and increased their speed to the limit.

Under the fighting between the two parties, mana is being consumed rapidly.

Yang Fan didn't have a big problem, his resilience was abnormal, and he was in an omniscient mode. The life in his body was continuously consumed, but he could recover quickly.

Generally speaking, Yang Fan's consumption is slower than recovery, which is quite easy.

However, the two guards in green clothes behind him struggled a lot, sweat dripping uncontrollably, and soon began to pant heavily.

"Brother, hold on, let's take a few Huiyuan Pills."

The two persevered, took out the medicine bottle, and even started to take the panacea.

Soon, their physical strength began to recover again.

Yang Fan ran ahead and saw them taking the elixir, but he was not worried at all.

Like this low-level panacea, even if you take a few pills, the effect is limited in this extreme running state.

Excessive consumption of elixir can easily cause certain damage to the monk's body, overdraw his life, and shorten his lifespan.Once it collapses, it will even cause some unimaginable side effects.

Whoosh!

The two people behind them kept panting heavily. Although they could barely supply spiritual energy, their bodies couldn't resist it.

Time passed little by little.

Yang Fan controlled his speed and always kept a distance of more than ten feet away from them, which gave the two people a glimmer of hope.

Moreover, during the running process, Yang Fan pretended to be exhausted, kept panting heavily, and forcibly broke out in a sweat.

"Hold on, he's dying!"

The two behind gritted their teeth, hating Yang Fan to the bone.

"When we catch this boy, we must give him a good meal."

A guard in Tsing Yi said bitterly.

Whoosh!

The speed of the two parties kept slowing down.

After running for another two hundred miles, the speed of the two guards behind could no longer be described as running, they almost staggered and walked forward.

As a result, running became walking, panting again and again.

A winner's smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth.

But at this moment, a precipice appeared in front of the three of them.

If you run another two hundred feet, you will be in the abyss!
There is no escape!
Such a scene made Yang Fan's complexion change.

"Hahaha... boy, let me see where you are going!"

The two people behind were overjoyed, and with little mana left, they accelerated towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan glanced at the two of them, and stood there, motionless.

"Come on!"

The two guards in Tsing Yi put all their strength into feeding, and only one thought remained in their minds, which was to catch up with each other.

Yang Fan turned his back to the two, with a trace of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, standing in place in omniscience mode, recovering mana slowly.

At the same time, he also mastered the state of the two people's bodies through the omniscience mode.

Ten feet... Nine feet... Eight feet...

As the distance got closer, the two guards in blue saw hope in their eyes, and their extremely exhausted bodies managed to squeeze out a few traces of mana and physical strength.

Five feet...three feet...one foot...

The two of them were a little unsteady even when they walked, barely supporting their bodies, panting heavily, and sweating profusely.

One foot!
Only ten feet left!

The two stared at Yang Fan's back, and finally realized something was wrong.

With his back to them, Yang Fan stood where he was, facing the mountain wind, giving people the illusion that they would never be able to reach them.

"What are you afraid of! Rush up! That guy must not be able to run anymore..."

The two guards in Tsing Yi finally lost their minds and forcibly erased the bad premonition in their hearts, with some self-deception mentality.

Eight feet...nine feet...seven feet...

The distance is getting closer without limit, and seeing Yang Fan's figure has reached the point of being within reach.

Three feet...two feet...one foot...

Do it!

The last ray of light burst out from the eyes of the two, and they grabbed Yang Fan together.

Because at this moment, they don't even have any mana, and they can only use the most primitive physical power

"Ugh!"

Yang Fan sighed lightly, and didn't do anything, just squatted down, as if he was very tired, and planned to squat down and rest for a while.

However, when he squatted down like this, the two people behind him caught an empty space.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Fan has disappeared from sight.

The last sliver of thought in their hearts no longer exists, and the two are exhausted physically and mentally, without any trace of strength.

thump!thump!
The two guards in Tsing Yi who were in the late stage of Qi refining fell to the ground together, moaning softly, with a hint of confusion and regret in their eyes.

"Hehe, you two, your courage is commendable."

Yang Fan walked up to the two guards in Tsing Yi, smiled brightly, and praised.

"what!"

The two guards in Tsing Yi stared at Yang Fan dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Yang Fan was standing there lazily, with a calm and breezy appearance, and he didn't seem to be physically exhausted.

"This...how is this possible..."

The two were stunned, and could hardly believe the facts in front of them.

A low-level monk in the early stage of Qi refining, who did not take elixir and relying on physical strength alone, exhausted two monks in the late stage of Qi refining to death.

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(End of this chapter)