Chapter 237 Home Pursuit

"No way!" The strongest strong man didn't think about it, so he refused. But the teenager took a step forward and smiled indifferently,

"Uncle Zhao, this man walks alone in troubled times. It's very dangerous. We might as well take him with us. His strength is not bad. If there is a battle at that time, he can also help us."

Listen to what he means, he is sure to pull Zhang Chong in. The strong man known as Uncle Zhao heard the teenager's words and had nothing to say. He could only sigh and said,

"Young master, you are just too kind-hearted. You don't know that people are sinister. With your personality, you don't blame the master for worrying about you. It's really too dangerous."

When the teenager heard this, he smiled brightly and said,

"What does it matter? My father put you by my side. What else do I have to worry about?" Seeing the innocent appearance of the teenager, Uncle Zhao also sighed softly and said nothing more. Then, he turned his face to Zhang Chong and said coldly,

"Since the young master promised, you will go all the way with us, but you must keep a distance of ten miles from us at the end of the team."

"Thank you~" Zhang Chong listened to this and didn't say much. He walked back quickly and followed him about ten miles away from the end of the team.

At the end of this team, there were five Yuanying-level strong men standing there. Among them, the strength of two people reached the sixth level of Yuanying-level. The first one who used the power of his mind to sweep away Zhang Chong, and the two of them were among them. The other three are all strong people of the second-order Yuanying level, and their strength is relatively weaker.

This crowd showed a worried look. They didn't say much along the way. They only marched quickly. Although there was a team of 500 people, it was silent and there was no sign of chaos.

Zhang Chong learned the command of the battle array and looked at it very clearly. This 500-person team is disciplined and combat effectiveness should be not bad. Just now, Uncle Zhao said vaguely that someone seemed to want to chase them. If so, the team that pursues should be much stronger. And this is the jurisdiction of the Qingcheng faction. It should be a big boundary, and it is impossible for the Qingcheng faction to give up easily. From this point of view, the Qingcheng faction must have suffered great danger, which will make this Yixing world fall into such a crisis.

Zhang Chong has never had much good impression on the famous sect of immortals. Therefore, Zhang Chong did not pay attention to the danger of the Qingcheng sect. At this moment, what he thought was that he could successfully reach the place where the transmission array was, go to the underworld as soon as possible, and join the rest of Xiaoyao Sect.

However, the sky did not follow people's wishes, so when Zhang Chong hoped that he could be safe and smooth, the tip of his ear had already heard the voice of many people running not far away. It can be heard from the voice that this group of people is not large, almost 30 people, but their strength is not low, and almost all of them are Yuanying-level masters.

Thirty Yuanying-level masters, even if you think about it, they all think it's too terrible. A force can easily take out 30 Yuanying-level masters in a chase. On the one hand, it shows that they attach great importance to this pursuit, and on the other hand, it also shows that their strength is strong.

Zhang Chong heard the sound and judged from his speed. He judged that it would not take long before he would be caught up. At present, he was also calm, trying to find out whether there was a stronger person behind him.

After a moment, Uncle Zhao, who was in the front, suddenly turned pale and said, "Silence~~"

Before the words fell, he also closed his eyes and waved his hand, dissipating the wisp of breath. After a breath, he looked miserable and said softly,

"Your brother finally caught up."

Since they have felt that the other party is catching up, they know that the other party's strength is strong, and it is the elite among the elites, and the speed is not what they can escape. At present, they set up a position. The Jindan practitioners circled around, and the Yuanying-level practitioners wandered inside and surrounded the teenager.

Time flies, not much time has passed, and the pursuers are approaching, and he is well prepared. However, when he sees the 30 baby-level strong men, Uncle Zhao's face is still changing. And the rest of the people also had a slight restlessness.

Five hundred Jindan practitioners are still unmatched by the above 30 Yuan baby practitioners.

And among the other party's 30 people, the first one is also a young man in his twenties. Looking at his face, he is like a jade and elegant demeanor. No matter how he looks at it, he looks like a prince's son and grandson, but it is difficult for people to equate his identity with Yuanying-level practitioners.

He took two steps forward gently, with a smile in his eyes, and said,

"Brother, how can you say goodbye without saying goodbye? You should always tell your brother so that I can see you off." The words are soft, but there is a hidden murder.

The teenager who was blocked by Jin Danxiu was fearless on his face. He also smiled indifferently and said,

"I think my brother also hopes that the farther I go, the better, so I dare not delay at all. Just leave as soon as possible, but I dare not send my brother off."

"What you said is out of your sight. My father and I like you as much, and I don't want you to leave. I guess you made a mistake. Well, I'm going to welcome you back when I get up in person this time." Speaking of this, the man bowed his waist and made a welcoming gesture.

But looking at his movements, the teenager's body was as if it had taken root and did not move.

Fei Ming's expression was extremely nervous. His energetic heart necklace exuded a faint light. He was constantly controlling the position of more than 400 Jindan practitioners. Every 50 Jindan practitioners lined up in a line and spread a formation on the periphery. This is a gossip array, guarding eight directions. Although it is an excellent formation for defense, it is facing the eyes. The top 30 Yuanying-level practitioners, especially among these practitioners, the weakest one is also the fifth level of Yuanying-level. This powerful gap in strength makes him have no confidence in his heart.

"Be sure to protect the young master!" Fei Ming kept thinking about this sentence in his heart. As the only silver general in this team, he knew his importance at this moment.

After a brief answer, the two sides fell into silence again. Behind the soft words, the smell of swordsmanship became more and more obvious. Both sides stared at each other closely. It seemed that only needed one reason, and the battle would be imminent.

"Young master, before the master's bones are cold, are you going to force the young master to a dead end? If you do this, the master will not rest in peace in the spirit of heaven." Uncle Zhao's words were like a stone thrown into the lake, breaking the calm that had just condensed~~