Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"It's really a soul-fixing pearl!"

The three shadows behind Zhao Ke are chasing him more and more closely, at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Ke looked back, as if separated by a black veil, he could only vaguely see the outlines of these three people, but he couldn't see their true faces clearly.

The three of them arrived in the blink of an eye, almost at the same time, and blocked Zhao Ke's way out.

Looking at the Soul-fixing Orb suspended in the void, the three of them suddenly showed surprise expressions on their faces.

To them, this Soul-fixing Orb was like a gift for nothing.

But it's not too early for them to be happy.

Seeing Zhao Ke's footsteps, the Ghost Boy's Soul-fixing Orb in his palm was put into the storage ring by Zhao Ke.

In an instant, without the light of the Soul-fixing Orb, the shadows of the three people in front of Zhao Ke undoubtedly became more blurred.

In just an instant, the boundary between life and death became clear again.

It is not clear what kind of expressions are on the faces of the three of them at this time.

But when the three of them were in a daze, Zhao Ke had already easily jumped past the three of them.

This is why Zhao Keming knew that this mission was no different from sending him to death, but he still dared to follow Wu Kui's wishes and continue to play.

Although I followed Wu Kui's rhythm and followed his will step by step, I became the bait.

But Zhao Ke didn't plan to follow the script they gave and just play in an unknown little role with peace of mind.

On the contrary, in Zhao Ke's heart, he is looking forward to this big drama, and in this big drama, he will perform his own script.

After Zhao Ke and the three postmen distanced themselves, he quickly held Guitong's Soul-fixing Orb in his palm again.

Immediately, Yinxia appeared in front of his eyes.

The boundary that separated life and death just now became blurred again.

The Dinghun Orb suddenly dimmed in front of them, and the Dinghun Orb, which was still in their sight just now, disappeared in the next second!

Before they understood what was going on, they saw that the Soul-fixing Orb was already more than ten meters away from them in the flickering light not far away.

"What's going on? How did he do it!"

Wu Kui on the high tower was of course very happy when he saw the light of Zhao Ke's Dinghun Orb flashing again.

But then there was a deep vigilance and precaution! ,

After all, what he was facing was the pursuit of three middle-level postmen. Wu Kui asked himself, if it were them, they would have been taken away by these postmen.

Qiao San thought about it for a while: "It should be that this kid discovered some mechanism that we didn't notice."

When Qiao San said this, his old face full of spots couldn't help but become cautious.

It was they who underestimated this bald man, but Qiao San and the others were not sure about the specific situation.

The box in their hands can only cover most of the light.

It's okay to stay far away, but if you get closer, you will still be noticed by the postman.

At this moment, Qiao San and the others could only use the condescending advantage to determine Zhao Ke's situation by looking at the speed of the light on the Dinghun Orb.

So what happened, Qiao San and Wu Kui can only rely on speculation to make a conclusion.

But one thing is certain, this fake monk called Yuanzhen must have reservations about them.

"what!"

At this time, Qiao San's face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Wu Kui immediately became nervous when he heard Qiao San's voice.

Qiao San ignored Wu Kui, and the corners of his speckled eyes jumped involuntarily.

Staring at the bottom intently, after a moment of silence, it became difficult to hear Qiao San's voice.

"No, these postmen have already prepared for it. This is a big package, no good! Quick! Send a signal to let everyone withdraw!"

Qiao San didn't notice it before, but only now did he realize that there were originally three postmen behind Zhao Ke, but now the number has become six.

These postmen were not in a hurry to compete for the Soul-fixing Orb in Zhao Ke's hand.

Instead, another tacit understanding of teamwork was formed.

Being able to make these rebellious postmen suddenly become cooperative, Qiao San couldn't help thinking of a person in his mind.

Perhaps he is the only one who can make these postmen put aside their interests for the time being and start to cooperate with each other.

"Damn!"

Thinking of this, Qiao San's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He was still dissatisfied with Zhao Ke's reservations just now, but now, Qiao San only hopes that Zhao Ke's strength is far stronger than they expected, and at least he can delay the exit for the others. Time to retreat.

However, the cruel reality often does not depend on people's will.

I saw Zhao Ke continued to run hard for nearly 20 meters.

Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling a bad premonition.

It went so well!

The six people behind him didn't seem to be chasing them at all, but more like chasing them away.

This kind of driving is more like the picture that Zhao Ke once followed the old man in the Siberian plains and saw a group of wolves driving the antelope into a narrow valley.

"Could it be..."

Just when a thought flashed in Zhao Ke's mind.

"Crack!" There was a sound.

Accompanied by the purple light that suddenly flashed around him, he put his head under the hood.

The first organ was triggered by Zhao Ke.

However, the agency failed to delay the time for Zhao Ke.

Instead, at the same time as the agency started.

In the darkness, a crack was torn open from the air, and accompanied by a pitch-black sickle, it slashed head-on towards Zhao Ke's scalp.