130: C130 The Motorcade

C130 The Motorcade

In the eyes of the men in black...

The Martial Spirit Stage man and Su Jin stood on the same spot.

The powerful Qi on their bodies had disappeared, as if nothing had happened to them.

Seeing Su Jin's undamaged body, all the black clothed men were puzzled. With the power of that master's Desolate Xun Fist, how could that man not be injured?

Crack!

In an instant, the body of that Martial Spirit Stage man was completely frozen.

His entire body turned into an ice sculpture.

However, his eyes were filled with disbelief and fear, and his life force was completely extinguished.

Everyone was stunned, and then their expressions changed drastically.

"Impossible!"

"I must have seen wrongly. Sir is a Martial Spirit Stage..."

"Damn it, what exactly happened?!"

The assassins of Great Desolate Tribe roared in disbelief. They looked at the scene in front of them in shock. For a moment, they couldn't believe their eyes.

"You're courting death!"

A trace of ridicule flashed across Su Jin's eyes. However, his eyes suddenly became alert. He could sense that the treasure chest was rapidly approaching them.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning fell from the void.

The bolt of lightning dissipated and a burly figure appeared. The surface of his body was densely covered with lightning arcs that flickered and flowed.

The man who was covered in lightning was a middle-aged man. His facial expression was somewhat unsightly. He only had three Martial Spirit Stage Martial Artist subordinates under his command, but he had never thought that he would lose one of them in the hands of this Martial Mentor Stage brat. This caused his heart to ache.

"Die!"

Without wasting any time, the middle-aged man shouted out loudly, then he thrust his palm towards Su Jin!

"Hand of Desolating Desolates!"

A giant palm of lightning condensed in the void, covering the sky. It broke through the void and attacked Su Jin, sweeping away everything in its path.

"Sixth level Martial Spirit, the gap between us is just too great!"

Su Jin's facial expression changed slightly. No matter how strong he was, it was impossible for him to fight against such an expert.

Although he saw the treasure chest on the middle-aged man's body, he didn't hesitate to unleash the Illusory Devil Transformation, turning around and running away.

Otherwise, not to mention the treasure chest, his life would not be able to be saved.

"You want to leave? Dream on!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and his long robe was fluttering in the wind. A terrifying Zhen Qi burst out from his body.

In the sky, the giant lightning palm that was aimed at Su Jin suddenly enlarged by several times, and its speed also increased exponentially. With a loud bang, it actually exploded with a speed that was no slower than the Illusory Devil, and approached Su Jin at an incredible speed.

Su Jin used all of his strength to activate the Illusory Devil Transformation, but it seemed like he was about to be hit by this palm.

"Damn it, this is forcing me to upgrade the Illusory Devil Transformation! System, upgrade me!"

Sensing the power of this palm, Su Jin knew that if he was hit by it, he was afraid that even if he didn't die, he wouldn't feel good either. He immediately ordered the system.

"System Notification, 5000 points have been consumed. Illusory Devil Transformation has been successfully upgraded. Current Illusory Devil Wings!"

In an instant, countless profound mysteries surged into Su Jin's mind. Su Jin could feel the power of this grade one movement technique.

Its speed was far above the Illusory Devil transformation. When cultivated to large success, it could even soar in the sky ahead of time.

Su Jin also knew for the first time that it wasn't just a magic tool. A top grade martial art like the Illusory Devil Wings could also allow a martial artist below the Martial Ancestor Stage to use the flying ability.

Of course, Su Jin couldn't use the flying ability of the Illusory Devil Wings now, unless he cultivated this grade one martial art to the major completion.

However, even if he couldn't fly, it was enough for Su Jin.

"Illusory Devil Wings!"

Su Jin's eyes lit up. Boundless true qi poured into his back. In an instant, a pair of wings formed from true qi stretched out and shook violently. With a swoosh, Su Jin's speed increased by more than ten times. In an instant, the huge palm of thunder disappeared without a trace.

* Hong! *

The giant lightning palm landed in the middle of a forest. In an instant, countless Giant Tree were sent flying, and flames ignited.

"What kind of movement technique is this? It's so fast that even the supreme movement technique of my Great Desolate Tribe, the Kun Huang Escape Technique, can't be this fast!"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Jin's disappearing figure in disbelief, but his expression immediately turned ugly. He realized that he might not be able to catch up to that guy anymore.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The other two Martial Spirit Stage men in black appeared beside the middle-aged man and said, "Chief, are you going to chase him?"

"Even I can't catch up to that kid, how are you going to chase him?"

The leader of the men in black coldly harrumphed.

The two men in black were shocked. Even their leader couldn't catch up? How could that be?

"But luckily, I have already confirmed that this kid must be someone sent by the Holy Scorpion Tribe to seek help."

The leader in black sneered. A triangular scale the size of a palm appeared in his hand. "When that kid appeared, the reaction of the Saint Scorpion Armor was extremely intense. This means that the kid might have another sacred item of Holy Scorpion Tribe, the Saint Scorpion Scepter!"

"The Saint Scorpion Scepter is on that kid!"

The two men in black looked at each other and revealed a look of pleasant surprise. They heaved a sigh of relief.

The Saint Scorpion Scepter was of great importance to the Holy Scorpion Tribe. It could not be placed on an ordinary clansman.

This was enough to confirm that the person just now must be a person who asked for help. There was no need for them to search for the people of the Holy Scorpion Tribe to kill him.

In the territory of the Strong Gale Tribe, hunting down the people of the Holy Scorpion Tribe was a huge risk to the assassins of the Great Desolate Palace. If they were discovered by the experts of the Strong Gale Tribe, the Great Desolate Tribe would definitely not be able to withstand the pressure.

The leader of the men in black raised his hand. Waves of ripples emerged from his palm. After that, Su Jin's face appeared. Within the ripples was the scene of Su Jin fighting with them just now.

Looking at Su Jin's face, the leader of the men in black said coldly, "Pass this kid's portrait to Lord Huyan Shang."

...

Swoosh!0

"It's safe now!"

Su Jin put away the Illusory Devil Wings. He could feel that he had escaped far away, and was now far away from the man in black. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity that the treasure chest is with that guy. There's no way to get it."

After that, Su Jin shook his head regretfully. The gap between Martial Spirit Stage Level Six and that guy was too great. He didn't dare to have any ideas about that guy, so he could only give up on the treasure chest.

Putting away his regretful thoughts, Su Jin scanned his surroundings. It was in the wilderness, and he didn't know where it was.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. "Where is this place?"

He did not pay attention to the direction when he was running around. Now he realized that he had deviated from the route on the map.

At this moment, Su Jin heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind him. The sounds of horse hooves increased, accompanied by the sound of wheels.

It seemed to be a convoy.

"Great, someone is coming."

Su Jin's eyes lit up. He had really come to deliver a pillow when he was dozing off. If that was the case, he could just ask those people about the road.

Immediately, Su Jin walked towards the source of the sound.

Rumble!

On the stone path, a large fleet of carriages drove over. The front and back of the carriages were filled with guards with powerful auras, and their faces were cold.

In the middle of the convoy, a bronze palm suddenly extended from the window of a carriage, pushing open the curtains.

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