Chapter 100

Wang Yi let out a scream, seemingly wanting to catch him but stopped her movement.

Chen Feng landed, his heart racing, and immediately rolled to the side to take cover.

With a loud boom, the spot where he had just landed was shattered into a large crater!

Chen Feng endured the intense pain all over his body and quickly dodged! He activated the Beidou Leaf Golden Sutra, healing his wounds while dodging.

"You're quite agile!" Zhao Sanshan laughed maniacally: "But, can you dodge ten punches if you can dodge one? Let me tell you, my true qi is incredibly powerful, and I can fight like this all night without any problem."

Chen Feng, upon hearing this, remained expressionless, just gritting his teeth and pursing his lips!

At some point, the thunder disappeared, and a light rain began to drizzle from the sky.

Zhao Sanshan frowned, surprised: "Why is it raining?"

But he didn't pay it much mind and continued to relentlessly pursue Chen Feng.

A flash of insight appeared in Chen Feng's eyes: "Zhao Sanshan doesn't seem to have noticed that his speed is gradually slowing down."

Zhao Sanshan's speed was getting slower, and he seemed to have noticed it, slowing down his movements.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with determination: "This is the moment!"

He let out a fierce cry, suddenly shifting from evasion to attack. The sword light surged, and a white flower suddenly appeared. The white flower, appearing slow but actually swift, descended towards Zhao Sanshan!

Zhao Sanshan's speed had slowed significantly, and it was clear he couldn't dodge this attack.

But at that moment, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Zhao Sanshan's eyes, and he laughed loudly: "I've been waiting for this moment!"

His speed suddenly increased several times over! He swiftly dodged the attack and then punched Chen Feng's shoulder.

It turned out that his earlier slow movements were all an act!

"Ha ha, I noticed long ago that this rain was caused by you! The rain makes my movements slow, and I was just麻痹ing you to lure you into attacking! After all, you've been dodging all along, and it's quite troublesome to catch you!"

Zhao Sanshan called out triumphantly.

He chased after Chen Feng and landed another punch on his back.

Chen Feng felt as if all his bones were about to break, the pain was excruciating, his head buzzed, and he spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

He was thrown dozens of feet away, stumbled upon landing, and without hesitation, fled towards the distance.

He knew very well that he was no match for Zhao Sanshan and now had no choice but to run!

"Want to run? Dream on!" Zhao Sanshan sneered and pursued him.

Chen Feng fled for his life, not knowing how long or how far he had run. He felt as if his lungs were on fire, and every breath he took felt like he was being burned inside. Combined with his severe injuries, his mind was already clouded.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer, almost catching up.

Zhao Sanshan coldly shouted: "Chen Feng, you can't escape!"

At that moment, Chen Feng suddenly heard the sound of swords clashing and shouts of anger and impact coming from the dense forest ahead.

It seemed that there was a battle going on ahead, and there were quite a few people involved.

Chen Feng felt a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, what he most hoped for was to stir up the situation and involve others.

He immediately ran towards the direction of the sounds.

...

In a clearing in the dense forest, three groups were facing off.

The Qianyuan Sect, the Qingmu Sect, and the Jin Gang Sect were all present.

The disciples of the Qianyuan Sect and the Qingmu Sect were on high alert, the tension thick, and they could start fighting at any moment. The Jin Gang Sect disciples, on the other hand, were standing to the side with their arms crossed, watching the show.

It turned out that the disciples of the three sects had encountered each other here by chance. The Qingmu Sect and the Qianyuan Sect were already long-standing enemies, and with the incident involving Chen Feng, the Qingmu Sect had even deeper animosity towards the Qianyuan Sect.

At first, the Qianyuan Sect had three people, who were surrounded and in a dangerous situation. But then, five more Qianyuan Sect disciples arrived, giving them the upper hand.

The leader of the Qianyuan Sect, Qin Moling, suddenly stepped forward and shouted at the Qingmu Sect: "The one who killed your sect members is Chen Feng, and it has nothing to do with us! If you want to settle the score, go find him."

The Qingmu Sect's senior disciple, Zhou Tong, who had reached the Ninth Level of the Houtian realm, sneered: "Isn't Chen Feng part of your Qianyuan Sect?"

Qin Moling looked around, a hint of ruthlessness appearing on his face, and whispered: "In this Bamboo Mountain blessed land, if you want to kill him, I won't interfere!"

He didn't know that the scene inside the blessed land was clearly visible from the outside, so his true nature was fully exposed.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan's face turned ashen, looking very displeased.

At that moment, a rapid sound of breaking air came, and everyone was startled, quickly looking in the direction of the sound.

They saw a person, covered in blood, running madly towards them, and it was Chen Feng!

"Chen Feng!"

"How could this happen?"

Han Yueri cried out in shock.

Qin Moling's eyes flashed, and he sneered disdainfully: "Waste, to be beaten like this, you're really disgracing our Qianyuan Sect!"

Han Yueri's face was full of anxiety, and she wanted to rush forward to save Chen Feng.

Chen Feng, upon seeing that the Qianyuan Sect was also present, immediately became anxious.