Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Wu Changan didn't expect that his most powerful traveler's trump card was also revealed by this person.

He can even know his behavior well.

Being able to know all this is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. This kind of person is bound to have insight into the superpower of heaven.

And in the hands of such a person, his death crisis may reach 100 million percent!

now.

In front of this white-robed man, even if Wu Changan was huddled in the soil, he felt as if he was naked, without the slightest secret.

Wu Changan was in a cold sweat.

There was even a picture in his heart, Yi Feng stood in front of him with a knife and stabbed it.

The red knife goes in and the white knife goes out, and he, Wu Changan, is slamming.

However, just when he was frightened and he was about to die at the hands of Yi Feng, Yi Feng suddenly stretched and said lazily, "Let's go now, see you next time."

After speaking, Yi Feng left the island on the bamboo raft.

Looking at the lonely boat on the lake and the white robe with the clattering robes, I remembered the meaningful words that the white robe said before leaving...

Wu Changan narrowed his eyes.

This one obviously wants to slowly kill him!

And see you next time...

This kind of remark seemed to be said casually, but it was actually meant for him.

Don't you just tell him decisively that you can't escape from my palm?

"Wow, big brother."

"Don't play with me like this, I just want to find a place to live, but I don't want to provoke you. Even if I made a mistake just now, there is still a good sentence to say, it's called not guilty. After all, I didn't know you were so arrogant!"

Wu Changan grimaced, full of gray ashes, and slumped on the ground weakly.

With a gloomy face, he looked quite like he was waiting to die, and various states of his own death appeared over and over again in his heart.

Thinking about it, he stood up suddenly.

"Ugh... death is terrible, such a terrible thing, I don't want it!"

"Yes, you can't die, you can't die, you can't die..."

He repeated desperately in his mouth, and clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

"Wu Changan, come on, you are a traveler, you have great luck, you have the aura of the protagonist, you will definitely not die so easily, you will definitely be able to jump out of his palm."

When Yi Feng had disappeared, Wu Changan plunged into the soil.

Afterwards, he exerted his ultimate speed underground and fled away to the area of ​​this small island.

After a whole day, he had already escaped out of the Nansha area, and then he came out of the ground in a sullen face.

"Since he didn't kill me directly, it proves that he was not afraid of me escaping, and he was so confident that I couldn't escape from his palm."

"However, relatively speaking, this period is also the only opportunity for me to turn around. I absolutely cannot take it lightly and must seize this opportunity."

"So even though it's a long way, it's definitely not safe."

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and the complicated fingerprints suddenly came out.

Then, from the storage ring, a piece of yellow rune paper was pulled out at the extreme speed.

"One hundred million avatars, change it for me."

Finally, as his handprints fell, the yellow talisman papers collectively shone with dazzling light, and then one by one turned into the appearance of Wu Changan.

"The character transformed by this avatar has my breath on it, and has the exact same appearance as me, which is enough to help me escape from that person's control by turning the fake into the real."

"Give me a break."

As his voice fell, Wu Changan, who had been transformed from avatars, began to disperse in all directions.

Some fled away, some swept away, some plunged into the water, and some hid nearby.

These Wu Changan have considerable strength.

In a few days, it has spread all over the continent.

Dongsheng left more than 20 million, Nanhuang also went to more than 20 million, and the Western Demon Forest did not fall, and also went to the wilderness to survive, and the remaining 30 to 40 million were distributed to Central Continent and Henan. North Sea.

In this way, Wu Changan single-handedly added 100 million people to the mainland.

Although there were some unlucky people who died suddenly on the way, these losses were nothing to the huge base.

And Wu Changan also mixed in with the more than 100 million avatars and came to Beihailu.

"On the entire continent, Beihailu is the farthest from Dongsheng, so it is relatively safe."

"Even if he catches up with Beihailu, there are still about 20 million clones of me here. Even if he really comes, it will take a lot of time to find my true body. This is enough for me to deal with it."

"kindness!"

Wu Changan nodded with satisfaction, his panicked heart finally calmed down a little.

"Then, my real body will continue to find a place to hang out. It's best not to attract attention."

He thought about it like this, and just happened to find that there was a sect recruiting disciples in a nearby city.

"If that's the case, I'll sneak into this sect and be a handyman!"

"And this identity is very deceptive. It is expected that no matter how strong or monstrous that person is, it is impossible to find me."

Then, he put away his cultivation base and walked towards the place where the disciples were recruited.

Pingjiang City.

Yi Feng took a large group of people and rushed towards the island.

"Sir, sir!"

At this time, a large group of old men and women rushed over and asked anxiously: "Sir, I heard that you are going to make the sect move the place, is it true?"

"I didn't expect you all to know."

Yi Feng smiled awkwardly.

I didn't expect that he, a mortal, would actually spread the word about the sect, which is quite ridiculous.

But they were all old acquaintances, and he didn't hide it. He smiled and said, "Yes, I have this idea."

Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly said, "Sir, see if we can go with you."

"Yes, yes, just let me go near your sect and open a tobacco shop?"

"Yes, I also want to get a beef noodle stall."

"I'm going there to sell tofu!"

Everyone looked at Yi Feng expectantly.

"This, isn't it, what kind of business can you have in the past?" Yi Feng couldn't help but said.

"Oh, what are you talking about, sir, when your sect grows up, won't we have business?" said an old man.

"Yes, yes, although there is a large population in this city, the competition is also high. It is better to follow Mr. and do business with Mr. Zongmen." Another person continued.

"Do you really think so?"

Yi Feng couldn't help but ask.

Everyone nodded.

Seeing this, Yi Feng hesitated.

Because it sparked an idea deep inside him.

I remember when he first came across, he had an idea, that is, to build a utopia of his own, a small city of his own, and even modernize it.

And now, with that small island and such a group of good neighbors, doesn't this just meet some basic conditions?

Going back 10,000 steps, even if he can't establish a sect, or even recruit disciples, he won't be able to cultivate in his own life, and he can completely make use of that island.

It was developed into a small resort, a small town, and in front of the tyrants inside, he collected the rent, got two little wives, and lived a small life without skin and shame, it seems to be quite good!

Thinking of this, Yi Feng was moved.