At the same time, in the deepest part of Yanqing Mountain.

As the light surged on a mountain wall, a gate appeared like a stream of water. At the same time, a ticking sound of horse hooves was transmitted from outside the gate.

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, the group walked out from behind the gate.

There were nine people in a group, each riding a tall horse.

The size of this horse is twice that of an ordinary horse. It has a bright yellow color all over the body, with a mane as gold. It looks like gold is cast at first glance. The airflow erupts from the mouth is as fierce as a dragon, which makes people suspect it is a dragon species.

This is the Xuanhuang Horse. The power of the Xuanhuang Horse used by the martial arts world to divide the strength of true qi evolved from them. The power of each horse burst out is beyond imagination.

Ordinary Yanhuang warriors who encounter Xuanhuang horses are not even opponents. If you touch them gently, you will probably break your muscles and break your bones, and you will vomit blood and die if you are seriously injured.

The nine people rode a black yellow horse, and led by a young man in black uniform.

A powerful aura was emitted from his whole body. His eyes were like lightning, as if they could penetrate the void, giving people a powerful pressure.

This person is the leader this time, and the junior brother Song mentioned by Zhao Wanling, named Song Fan.

The martial arts master with the power of thirty-five horses has vaguely begun to convert his true energy into true energy and is about to enter the realm of magical powers.

He sat on the back of the horse, swept his eyes around, and suddenly raised his hand. A powerful aura came, causing everyone to stop.

"Senior Brother Song, what's wrong? Did you find anything?" Behind Song Fan, a young man with a force of twenty-seven horses asked.

Song Fan shot from a high point and sneered: "I'm just a little bit moved. Feng Jian, a waste, died in a place where the spiritual energy is so scarce. It really embarrasses us Feiyu Sect. However, it's beautiful if he dies. If he doesn't die, how can I perform well in front of my senior sister?"

The young man who spoke before showed contempt on his face: "Senior Brother Song, you are right. Feng Jian is simply a waste. He died in Yanhuang. He lost all the faces of our Feiyu Sect. When we capture the boy who killed Feng Jian, we will return to the martial arts world. It is better to destroy Feng Jian's family and save us from slandering us Feiyu Sect."

"Senior Brother Song, should we make a long-term plan? Although Feng Jian is a bit useless, he is a master of twenty horses after all. Now he dies in Yanhuang. The strength of this person who takes action must be not weak. We should be careful." A disciple of Feiyu Sect suggested.

"Hmph, the frog in the well, just an ant who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth!"

When Song Fan heard this, he looked disdainful and snorted coldly: "It's just a Yanhuang native. No matter how strong he is, there is a limit. Maybe he used some conspiracy to kill Feng Jian, the use of a trick. The nine of us, together, will even be strong with forty or fifty horses, have to retreat."

"I feel embarrassed to deal with a local bun now and I am going to mobilize us. Be careful and be cautious. When I am sent back to the martial arts world, how can I gain a foothold in Song Fan?"

"But just a little boy, after you see him, you don't need to do anything. I will suppress him in person."

"I will tell him with facts that in my hands, no matter if you are a dragon, you will be lying on it, or if you are a tiger."

Song Fan burst out with strong confidence, and the pressure spread out. The surrounding trees exploded under this momentum and burst into pieces.

It can be seen how terrifying his strength is.

Several other Feiyu Sect disciples felt this momentum, and their faces were pale and their breathing was a little rapid.

The momentum disappeared.

Other talents breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man who spoke before looked at Song Fan and said, "Senior Brother Song, what will we do next? Will we just go and cause trouble for Su Luo?"

Song Fan sneered: "Don't worry, find this kid first and say that no matter whether this kid has used conspiracy or not, if he can kill Feng Jian and others, there must be some secrets hidden in him. I am very interested in the secrets on him, otherwise, he would not be able to kill Feng Jian. If he could get the secrets on this kid, maybe we will have a great gain this time."

Song Fan saw the key points keenly.

"Senior Brother Song is wise."

The young man complimented and said, "But, Senior Brother Song, how should we find that kid? What if this kid knows the news of our arrival and hides it in advance."

"He dares!"

Song Fan snorted coldly and said, "If he dares to hide, I don't mind killing all the people around him one by one. Then I want to see if he will come out."

When the young man heard this, he also had a sneer on his lips, and then said, "Senior Brother Song, where are we going now?"

"I went to the capital. I heard that this is the place where the Yanhuang warriors gather. We went directly to the capital to control the martial arts circle in the capital, and asked them to go to the dog to bite the dog first. Let's watch the show first and then start, let's go!"

Song Fan waved his hand, and several people activated the Xuanhuang horse and began to shuttle through Yanqing Mountain.

...

At the same time, Yanqing Mountain is on the only mountain road.

Su Luo's eyes were closed, and the true energy on his body was shaking, spreading in the air.

Suddenly, his ears moved, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes pierced at the end of the mountain road, and a rapid sound of horse hooves came from the end of the mountain road.

The sound of horse hooves came quickly. At first, it seemed to be more than ten miles away, but in a flash, it was already several miles away, and then it was almost at hand.

Su Luo stood up slowly and saw that on the rugged mountain road, several golden horses roaring towards him like flat ground, at a very fast speed.

This is the strength of the Xuanhuang Horse, with four hooves rushing, crossing mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground.

Song Fan, who was walking in the front, suddenly felt something. He waved his hand suddenly, and his powerful true energy filled his body, and actually stopped the Xuanhuang horse, which was already running at high speed.

Then, his head raised and his eyes looked in the direction where Su Luo was. His eyes were like swords, guns, swords and halberds, and his murderous intention was scattered.

Su Luo immediately felt that his soul had a mysterious feeling of being locked. Even if he escaped to the ends of the world, he might not be able to escape Song Fan's induction.

"Thousand-mile soul chasing, is this the Thousand-mile soul chasing that Yu Long once told me? This move is indeed exquisite."

A thought flashed through Su Luo's mind.

The so-called "Soul Chasing Thousand Miles" is a ability that can be condensed to the extreme and possess. After locking in a person, even if the person escapes thousands of miles away, he can sense it and cannot escape the palm of your hand.

This is similar to the spear of the God of the Underworld that Su Luo used the will of hell to condense, but the effect is much worse.

The sensing of the soul-chasing thousands of miles away is a distance, and the gun of the God of the Underworld condensed by the will of hell, as long as you do not expel this will, or use formations and magic weapons to isolate the will of hell, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, you will not be able to escape this sensing.
Chapter completed!