After a thousand years of retreat, Yaochi's girlfriend asked me to come out

At this moment, the Celestials had more advantages and tried to keep those two.

What really needs to be done is to make the boy incapacitated.

The aftermath is enough.

The people of the Tianyu and Feng clan tried their best, but it just prevented the people of the Tianhuman clan from making a direct move.

At this time, the aftermath of power kept falling on the young man, scars appeared on his body, and fresh blood overflowed.

His running legs were under attack, but he was still holding on.

But no matter how persistent he was, his speed began to slow down.

So much more to bear.

Vicious circle.

He will die here.

The young man exhaled, feeling that he was reaching his limit, but he hadn't escaped from the battlefield yet.

There was severe pain in his body, his steps were extremely heavy, and everything around him was like a storm.

And he is just a rootless duckweed who can fall down at any time.

"Catch up, he's dying, and he's seriously injured, he won't be able to run for long."

The people behind him had their shields on reasonably and were approaching the boy.

Their pace has not been fast.

However, the teenagers now are even slower, so they can catch up with them.

The boy who heard the voice wanted to speed up, but he couldn't feel the power anymore.

Consciousness also begins to blur.

Danger.

Fatal danger.

This is his most real feeling.

At this moment, he thought of what the Eighth Prince had said to him.

If life is at stake, try saying a name.

Might be able to help him out of danger.

The boy remembered the name, but he felt unreliable.

But now, he can only trust the Eighth Prince.

"I hope the stupid dragon is not teasing me."

The slow-running young man opened his somewhat dry mouth, and a faint voice came from the corner of his mouth.

If someone was with him, maybe he could hear the last words

Mushuang Fist

Western wilderness.

Somewhere an unnamed mountain.

Jiang Lan, who was recovering from retreat, suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt someone pronounce his name, not the people around him.

Not just any average person either.

But there are people related to his god position.

Then Jiang Lan checked the three light spots on the god's seat, and one light spot was flickering at this time.

"Young man?" Jiang Lan was quite surprised. The eighth prince said that the young man went to the Central Plains, and he also told him the name of Wushuang Fist God.

"In danger?"

"It's really not a good time."

He had just recovered not long ago, so he didn't know if he could use his strength.

And it should be very difficult to put teenagers in danger.

After all, there is an innkeeper with him.

Who can ask the boy to call for help?

He was a little puzzled, but Shan Haijing was still taken out by him.

Normally, even if the other party has a chance, he can't really cast his eyes on it.

So we can only use Shan Hai Jing to know what happened to the young man.

At the same time, Yiye Shuanmen was operating crazily.

Prevent anyone from looking over.

The channel began to connect. At this time, Jiang Lan looked at Shan Haijing, and saw countless forces bombarding frantically.

The earth is broken and stretches endlessly.

Without paying too much attention, he looked towards the center of the screen.

It was the badly injured boy who was running for his life holding Tian Yu and Feng Clan.

At this moment, he is about to reach his limit.

"If someone can really hear, please, give me enough strength to run."

The young man's weak voice reached Jiang Lan's ears,

Chapter 396 Across the battlefield, no one can stop

Jiang Lan looked at the young man, at the aftermath of his surroundings, and at the people chasing after him.

Celestials.