"Bang!!"
"Bang!!"
Qinglong punched Wang Cheng in the chest, Wang Cheng also punched Qinglong in the chest, and both of them flew backwards.
Wang Cheng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his black hair was dancing wildly. As if he was completely possessed, he immediately pounced on Qinglong after landing.
"boom!"
"boom!"
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Qinglong could no longer repel him as easily as before. Although he could block Wang Cheng's every move, he himself was beaten back one after another.
But there was no trace of worry on his face. Instead, he showed inexplicable excitement. He let out a long roar, and the turquoise essence covered his hands and vital parts of his chest.
He obviously showed his real skills!
Wang Cheng's aura was still rising sharply, and his energy and blood rushed from his heart to the sky. He was like a green dragon, and his face was flushed, even brighter than the green dragon's.
Qinglong's face was just red. His face was not only red, but also bright. The air around him surged with every breath.
"boom!"
"boom!"
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A more intense confrontation began. Wang Cheng was completely fighting against Qinglong's true energy with his flesh and blood body.
Green light splashed, which was the true energy being dispersed. Wang Cheng actually dispersed Qinglong's body-protecting true energy without using any weapons, just with a pair of iron fists.
Although the true energy protected Qinglong's vitals, the force of Wang Cheng's blow could not be eliminated. Qinglong seemed to be completely suppressed and hit, retreating again and again.
"Bang!!"
Suddenly, a punch hit Qinglong's chest. The real energy in Qinglong's chest was shattered, and his whole body flew out like a scarecrow.
He landed more than ten meters away, and the huge force impacted his body. His throat felt sweet, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Cheng knocked back Qinglong with one blow, but instead of pursuing the victory, he turned around and ran away. After a few flashes, the man appeared dozens of meters down the mountain.
Qinglong was startled, then shook his head and said with a smile: "This kid! He still knows how to run!"
"hiss!"
He suddenly took a breath and rubbed his chest. Grandma's hand was so heavy.
Fortunately, he has rough skin and thick flesh. If it were any other martial arts master, his bones would at least be broken.
After a moment, Xuanwu appeared with He Yiming on his back. Seeing the wet blood on the corner of Qinglong's mouth, he was shocked and said: "Boss Qinglong, why are you like this?"
Qinglong said angrily: "What do you think?"
"No... no way! Did that kid even hurt you?" Xuanwu stuttered.
Qinglong, as the first general under Ninghou, has reached the level of martial arts. He has also learned a volume of "Nine Dragons to Control the Heaven", and his energy and blood are extremely strong.
To put it bluntly, among the great masters, he is one of the few. Even if Wang Cheng is full of energy and blood, he will never be his opponent.
When he looked at Qinglong again, Xuanwu's eyes were a little different, with a hint of amusement.
What happened here just now?
"Go back!" Qinglong didn't want to say more.
"Go back? Aren't you going to catch that kid?" Xuanwu said deliberately.
Qinglong looked at He Yiming on Xuanwu's back, smiled and said nothing, but seemed to have said nothing.
He Yiming was so embarrassed that he thought he was very smart, but in the end he found out that he was the stupidest one.
After coming down the mountain, Wang Cheng touched his face with a bruised nose and swollen eyes, and felt terrible pain at the slightest touch.
Fortunately, he had mastered the first level of the "Golden Body Technique", the copper-skinned iron armor, otherwise Qinglong's fists would have broken his bones.
He looked up into the sky and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no soul-chasing beast in the sky.
It was already bright.
Wang Cheng, however, had no idea of resting at all, because he was not sure whether Qinglong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu were the only ones chasing him.
However, he knew that Ning Hou was a thoughtful person and would never put his eggs in one basket.
Wang Cheng briefly identified the direction and chose to escape from the west.
He visually judged that this place still belonged to the Tiandu Prefecture. The city was to the east. Going east would be a trap, while going west would have a greater chance of escaping.
As for "darkness under the lamp", don't even think about it. Since the two major forces in Tiandu Mansion, the "Drunken Red Mansion" and the "Yulong Gang", have been completely eradicated, Tiandu Mansion is now a monolith and has truly become Marquis Ning's. Private property, dark under the lamp is undoubtedly seeking death.
Compared to the east, which is dotted with villages and grains as far as the eye can see, the west is much more desolate.
The hills are like tombs, one after another, with a hilltop every ten miles.
Looking around, there is only an official road several meters wide, and there are desolates everywhere along both sides of the official road.
Wang Cheng hurriedly walked westward for more than ten miles, but he didn't even see a single person.
"Is it because it's just dawn?"
He felt strange that even if the population in the west was relatively small, it was impossible not to encounter anyone. There must be people who came to the city to purchase or sell goods!
Moreover, Tiandu Prefecture is the largest county (prefecture) in Lingzhou, with a population of over one million. The west side is only less densely populated than the east side, but it is impossible to walk more than ten miles without encountering a village.
Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up in all directions.
The sky was completely blank, but there was no fog and no sun.
Wang Cheng said word by word: "Old Yintong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sound similar to the quacking of a male duck rang in his ears.
"That's right! It's me! Huh! Ning Hou has already expected that those three guys will most likely not be able to kill you, so he ordered me to come and kill you!"
Wang Cheng secretly said "Sure enough", he knew that Ninghou would arrange a backup plan.
At this time, the laughter of the old man Yintong came from the air again: "Little bastard, you should just wait for death! Your command talisman has exhausted the thunder, and you can't break the barrier I have set up!"
Wang Cheng felt heavy in his heart. Old Yin Tong actually knew that he couldn't use the command talisman. Even he didn't know that the thunder in the command talisman had been exhausted until shortly after he woke up.
Without the command talisman and unable to use his telekinesis, how should he break this barrier?
The old man Yintong came prepared!
"We must come up with a solution as soon as possible!" Wang Cheng thought secretly.
The old man Yintong had probably already sent the news back to Ninghou Mansion. If he delayed for a long time, he would not be able to leave until the masters from Ninghou Mansion or even Ninghou came.
But how should he break the barrier?
He looked up in the air, but found no trace of the old man Yintong. He thought he was hiding in the dark again, so the strategy of "capture the thief first, capture the king" was useless.
Suddenly, he noticed a hilltop about 100 meters high not far away, and then quickly swept away.
Soon, he climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking down from the height, he had an unobstructed view of almost everything below the mountain.
However, at this moment, the old man Yintong's ridicule sounded in his ears again.
"Little bastard, don't waste your efforts. Do you think you can see far if you stand high up? If the barrier I have set up is so easy for you to see through, I might as well wipe my neck myself!"
Wang Cheng said nothing, took out a fire stick from his arms, and lit the mountain directly.
It was May, and the mountains were covered with weeds, which were so tall and luxuriant that they would catch fire at a moment's notice.
The flames spread down the mountain through the mountain wind, and within a short time, most of the mountain was in flames.
The fire burned more and more fiercely, and the thick smoke rose straight into the sky, like a giant gray dragon.
Wang Cheng stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the thick smoke drifting in one direction, and he quickly chased after it.
Just after walking a hundred meters, a little giant about two meters high suddenly jumped out of the air. It was Dahan.
Sitting on Dahan's shoulders was an old man who looked like a five or six-year-old child. His little face looked like it had been smeared with white powder, and it was full of evil spirits.
He almost screamed: "Little bastard, I didn't expect you to come up with this method to break my barrier. I'm looking down on you!"
In fact, due to his cultivation, the barrier he put up had flaws. For example, it couldn't block the sunlight, and it couldn't completely block the air flow.
By following the direction of the air flow, you can break through the barrier and return to the real outside world.
It was precisely because Wang Cheng thought of this that he rushed in the direction of the thick smoke.
"kill!!"
He had no intention of spending time with Old Yintong here, so he directly used the "Tiger Roaring Forest".
About ten meters away, the old man Yintong was still dizzy from the shock and almost fell off Dahan's shoulders.
"not good!"
He immediately realized something and jumped from Dahan's shoulder into the air with a "whoosh".
"Bang!!"
There was a violent collision, and Wang Cheng punched Dahan in the chest, and Dahan was knocked away.
Before Dahan landed, Wang Cheng had already rushed to his side, grabbed his legs, and removed his knee joints.
However, Dahan's legs were extremely tough, and even the joints were extremely tough, so he was unable to remove his knee joints.
The old man Yin Tong hung above Wang Cheng's head and laughed loudly: "Little bastard, it seems you know nothing about the techniques of our Three Corpses Cult! He is no longer a human being, with copper skin and iron bones, indestructible. You actually want to destroy him!"
"I would also like to thank you! Because of your thunder, not only was this big baby not damaged, but it may have transformed into a flying zombie!"
He suddenly shouted: "Grandpa's little grandson, kill this little bastard!"
Dahan, whose legs were originally held by Wang Cheng, actually seemed to understand. His legs instantly burst out with great force and kicked Wang Cheng's chin.
Wang Cheng quickly let go of his hand and retreated several meters away to avoid being kicked in the jaw.
Dahan rolled sideways in the air and landed firmly.
Wang Cheng looked at him and really felt that he had become different, an indescribable feeling, as if he had become spiritual.
"Hmph! Little bastard, do you think that's all he has? Today I'm going to let you see how powerful a hairy zombie that is about to transform is!"
The old man Yintong sneered, and with a casual move, a Yanyue knife fell from the air.
It is about two meters long and is completely black. Even the blade is black and is integrated with the handle.
He caught it and threw the Yanyue knife to Dahan, who skillfully caught it in his hand.
With the knife in hand, Dahan's temperament suddenly changed drastically, just like the dragon painted on the wall had the finishing touch, as if this Moon-Crane knife was born for him.
Wang Cheng was Dahan holding the Yanyue Sword, and another figure suddenly flashed in his mind.
"He will not……"
With a "swipe" sound, Dahan responded to Wang Cheng's words with action. He was seen holding the Yanyue Sword, sweeping in like a strong wind.
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