Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Chapter 92: Murong Yuhao

After the attack was unsuccessful, the young man quickly turned around and turned into a black stream of light, wandering crazily around Senior Brother Luo, slashing with one knife after another.

However, although the young man's movement is fast, Senior Brother Luo is not too far behind. At least his passive defense is more than enough.

The overall strength of the two is not much different, one is slightly stronger in explosive power, and the other is faster in personal skills.

I saw the orange sword light flashing continuously, flying out from the battle circle between the two from time to time, cutting large trees in half and falling to the ground.

Not long after, their ears twitched at the same time.

They immediately understood that the noise caused by the battle had attracted the attention of others, and that someone was already coming here.

The face of the gloomy young man changed slightly, and he quickly jumped out of the battle circle. Without stopping, he turned around, picked up the body of the Daluo Sect disciple who had died before, and flew away into the distance.

The young man knew in his heart that even if he continued to entangle, he would not be sure to win over the other party. It was better to give up as soon as possible to avoid being taken advantage of by others.

Behind him, Senior Brother Luo chased him while waving his sword. The sharp sword light shot through the air, but the young man easily dodged it and left in a flash.

"So fast!"

It is definitely a heaven-level movement technique at the Dacheng level.

Sure enough, the information in the intelligence is too one-sided. There is no record at all for such a top powerhouse.

It can be seen from this that there are definitely many unknown top powerhouses!

Senior Brother Luo looked solemn and quickly left the battlefield.

Another place.

By a large rippling lake, a white-haired young man walked slowly with a long knife on his back. He looked at the crystal clear lake and sat down cross-legged calmly.

Not long after, three young men wearing uniforms, obviously from the same sect, also came to the vicinity of the big lake, hiding in the forest not far away and observing carefully.

After realizing that there seemed to be no ambush, the three of them looked at each other and suddenly moved, like three streams of light, rushing towards the back of the young man by the lake.

Facing the big lake, the white-haired young man's eyes suddenly opened. His eyes were as bright as lightning, exuding an intimidating murderous aura.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared from the place.

Appeared next to one of the people who was attacking, as if teleporting.

"What!"

Such a terrifying movement speed that made the three of them pale in shock at the same time.

!

The white-haired young man had actually already drawn the sword out of its sheath, and only then could there be the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard.

A slash of the sword was like thunder falling from the sky.

The young man facing the sword had no time to dodge. He could only use his proficient level of heaven-level swordsmanship to actively meet the opponent's long sword.

The body technique is fast, but the sword technique is not necessarily strong.

The young man thought so, but the reality was far beyond his expectation.

The opponent is not only faster in movement, but also faster in swordsmanship, and also more powerful!

Tsk!

At the moment of the confrontation, the young man lost his sword and felt a sharp pain in his waist.

As soon as the young man lowered his head, he saw a large amount of blood spurting out from his waist, and his vision began to turn upside down.

He suddenly realized that he had been cut in half.

The opponent's knife was so fast that the young man felt the severe pain of being cut in half and the fear of imminent death, and he howled wildly.

The white-haired young man who killed him instantly turned around and rushed towards another person.

Escape!

The other two people saw their companions being killed instantly, and they immediately understood that this person's strength was definitely not something they could handle. Even if the two of them joined forces, they would definitely end in defeat.

So, only one can escape.

As for who the other party wants to pursue, it can only depend on Gods will.

"terrible!"

Junior brother Wang is at the eighth level of cultivation and is proficient in a heaven-level technique. Among the true disciples participating in the competition, he is definitely in the middle of the pack. Yet he was instantly killed in one encounter. Who is this person?

While one of them was escaping, he hurriedly looked back and found that the white-haired young man had already chased another junior brother. Although he was sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead, he couldn't help but feel a little bit lucky in his heart.

He thought about the terrifying strength of the white-haired young man, and suddenly a name popped into his mind.

Murong Yuhao!

The information sent by the sect at that time seems to have mentioned that Murong Yuhao, one of the favorites to win the championship, has white hair, and he also uses sword skills, and his strength is also terrifying.

Now it seems that his strength is even more terrifying than what was recorded in the intelligence, and his body skills are definitely at the Dacheng level!

Sudden.

He felt that there seemed to be a strong wind approaching behind him, and he quickly turned away and looked back.

Just in time to see a sharp sword light flying past the position where he was just now, and the white-haired figure was also approaching very quickly.

The young man's expression suddenly changed.

Junior brother Zhang died so soon?!

At this time, he happened to see the other party's face clearly, and it turned out to be the appearance of Murong Yuhao in the intelligence.

Looking at Murong Yuhao's expressionless face, the young man couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

He knew that with the opponent's speed, it was impossible for him to escape.

Thinking of this, the young man quickly threw away the letter talisman in his arms and continued to run away. At the same time, he took out the rescue talisman and held it in his hand, waiting to see Murong Yuhao's reaction.

If the other party gets the talisman, he will stop and he will continue to run away.

If the other party is still pursuing you, call for help immediately.

As he ran, he looked back from time to time.

When Murong Yuhao passed by the location of the letter talisman, he didn't show any intention of stopping and continued to chase him in the direction.

Damn it!

The young man's expression changed drastically, and he crushed the end of the help talisman in his hand without hesitation.

I saw a very small spark flying into the sky, and then exploded into a large ball of brilliant red light spots.

The flight path of Mars left a red light path that lingered for a long time.

Outside the mountain range, one of the Holy Envoys immediately raised his sword and flew in the direction pointed by the light path.

In the mountains and forests.

The young man who crushed the rescue talisman ran away desperately, while looking back at Murong Yuhao who was getting closer and closer behind him, and occasionally looked up at the sky.

The young man looked anxious.

He knew that crushing the rescue talisman did not mean that he was saved. He still had to wait for the Holy Messenger to come and actually save him.

At this time, Murong Yuhao, who was chasing him, was getting closer and closer, and he was about to face death at any time.

The Holy Messenger of rescue has yet to be seen.

Behind the young man.

Murong Yuhao frowned and looked at the sky.

From his angle, he could vaguely see a vague figure in the distant sky approaching as quickly as lightning.

He roughly estimated the distance between the two of them and the young man, and found that he seemed to be too late to kill them, so he simply stopped and turned back.

In the sky.

The Holy Envoy, who flew over along the guidance of the light path, had noticed the location of the crushed rescue talisman due to the close distance, and found the young man who was still fleeing, and took him away from the mountains.

Phew! Survived!

The young man who was being carried by the Holy Envoy and flying in the air breathed a complete sigh of relief. Then he turned back to look in the direction of Murong Yuhao and sighed in his heart:

Given that Murong Yuhao is even stronger than what was reported in the intelligence, he is probably the most popular candidate for the championship this year!

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