In the early morning, Jinling is the quietest time of the day, looking from afar, on the side of the wide and unmanned road, on the towering lamp pole, there seems to be a tall figure. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Du jumped with his hands behind his back, pointed his toes, and stood on the street lamp pole in the wind.

The night breeze blows, the skirt of Du Jumping's floral skirt is rustling in the wind, a black T-shirt, and a black hat is worn on his head.

"Little Sum.... Where have you been? ”

Du jumped and blinked and muttered, tiptoeing around the street lamp, like a doll princess dancing in a music box.

The pair of slender thighs were slightly forced, Du jumped like a wind flying into the night sky, his vigorous posture was intoxicating, and a few longitudinals disappeared from sight.

The West Depression, as the name suggests, is a low-lying place on the west side.

The south is poor and the north is expensive, the east is rich and the west is cheap, looking at the past, almost all the big cities in China are laid out like this.

What's more, not only can the West Depression not get rid of this curse, but also because its terrain is too low, it can't escape the fate of 'watching the sea' every rainy season.

So how is it possible for the rich and noble to settle here? Even the developers didn't want to plan for this.

Therefore, the West Depression has become the largest shantytown in the inner ring of Jinling City.

Poverty is the best breeding ground for evil. This makes the West Depression the most chaotic place in Jinling.

A wide road that separates prosperity from bust. And Zhang Xiaomo was hiding in the canopy of this intersection at this time.

He had discussed with the Qijie monk just now, and according to the Qijie monk, that Meng Yuan would escape from Jinling from the shantytown in the western depression early this morning, and today was also the last chance to arrest the other party.

Although there are many exits in the West Depression, the Qijie monk firmly believes that two of them are the most likely and need to be guarded by one of them.

Zhang Xiaomo listened to the plan of the seven-precept monk, and immediately felt a sense of inhumanity encountered.

Is this kind of flawed, wait-and-see passivity really good?

In this regard, Qijie said that if Zhang Xiaomo was willing to go to the shantytowns in the West Depression to sweep the streets, he would certainly agree.

Zhang Xiaomo looked at the endless shantytown in front of him, thought of the narrow and complicated streets like a maze inside, and shook his head with a sigh.

If you take the initiative to search, it is not much easier than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Alas... There are countless exits in the West Depression, how unlucky does that Meng Yuan have to be to bump into the little master?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaomo, who was hiding in the canopy, was a little deflated, one million is really not so easy to earn.

Although he was not optimistic about Qijie's plan in his heart, Zhang Xiaomo immediately restrained his mind.

This time can be regarded as the first time to fight with a martial artist in the real sense, so he can't afford not to pay attention to it.

Every time he thought of this, Zhang Xiaomo felt that his whole body was boiling unbearably, and it seemed that every cell roared excitedly because of this, and the martial arts energy in his body was surging, and there was a vague thunderous sound.

With a few breaths of lightness, Zhang Xiaomo took out the turtle breath technique of the dragon turtle curse seal, and his whole body completely blended into the shade of the tree, without the slightest movement.

The divine consciousness is condensed on the back of the dragon turtle in the sea of consciousness, and the consciousness is becoming clearer and clearer, and any trace of wind and grass can be perceived by his sensitive sense.

The night wind whined through the branches, and a leaf fell slowly, as clearly as the tip of his heart.

"Squeak......

It seemed that someone had stepped on the fallen leaves on the road, although the other party's footsteps were light, but the slightest sound still fell into Zhang Xiaomo's ears.

Zhang Xiaomo, who was hidden in the canopy, instantly tensed his nerves, and every muscle on his body suddenly contracted, like a compressed spring, constantly accumulating powerful strength.

Just wait for that last-minute outburst.....

With just a slight sound, Zhang Xiaomo realized that the person who came was by no means ordinary.

it... The Seven Rings Bald Donkey's plan to wait for the rabbit is really useful? How unlucky is this so-called Meng Yuan? This is definitely enough to open a two-color ball.

After a while, a slightly hunched black shadow sprang out of the corner of the street like lightning, clinging to the shadows of the wall, flashing over.

The footsteps are light and silent, and the flexible and vigorous ones are really like a rabbit.

Perhaps it was only half a breath of effort, and the black shadow scurried under the tree where Zhang Xiaomo was hiding, and it was two more steps to escape from this shantytown.

The black shadow seemed to be a little agitated by this, and both his steps and his breathing were a little heavier. But Zhang Xiaomo, who fought with a martial artist for the first time, was even more agitated in his heart.

"Click......"

The thick branches under his feet were instantly broken by Zhang Xiaomo, and his body shot out like a long arrow, mixed with the sound of whistling wind, and Zhang Xiaomo's fist shot directly at the black shadow under the corner of the wall.

After squatting in the canopy of the tree for more than an hour of starlight, Zhang Xiaomo's body had already adjusted to the best state, and he had also accumulated the strongest strength he could achieve.

This blow is like a meteor catching the moon, like a white rainbow running through the sun, whether it is momentum or speed, it has reached his bottleneck.

Even Zhang Xiaomo, who was gliding in the air, was stunned by his blow, and subconsciously thought that the other party had nowhere to escape.

I didn't expect the fight that I had been waiting for for a long time to succeed in one blow, and it was as lonely as snow!

Pity.... At the moment when he jumped out of the canopy, the black shadow in the corner of the wall shrank suddenly, and a donkey rolled, which could dodge Zhang Xiaomo's killer blow.

"Boom ......"

The wall on the side of the road was instantly smashed into a hole by Zhang Xiaomo, and Zhang Xiaomo's flying body also crashed into the hole because of the strong kinetic energy.

smashed on the masonry and rolled out for a long distance to stop his body.

Zhang Xiaomo, who was lying in the ruins, blinked his eyes in a daze, thanks to the fact that this house has long been deserted, otherwise this person would have lost a lot.

Also, how did the blow that I thought was perfect be dodged?

Before he had time to think about it, Zhang Xiaomo immediately jumped up from the ground and flew back to the street, and the black shadow over there had just gotten up from the ground, panting for breath, as if he was also thrilling.

At this time, with the help of the street lamp, Zhang Xiaomo saw the other party's appearance clearly, it was really a man in his forties and fifties, but the furrow-like wrinkles on his face and the other party's gray hair made him look a little older.

Could it be that the intelligence is wrong? Whatever... Warriors are always so difficult to measure with ordinary eyes.

Since the other party was able to dodge his perfect blow, he should have a very good strength!

Zhang Xiaomo was still feeling sorry for the sneak attack just now that it didn't work, so he asked: "By the way, I realized that my shot was perfect just now, how did you dodge?" ”

The man opposite heard Zhang Xiaomo's inquiry and looked a little dazed.

Nima.... Who will tell you this? Are we enemies? Is this guy stupid?

Then he suddenly felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and his face turned red.

"A perfect shot? You really dare to speak wildly in this later life! ”

"The breath at the beginning was well hidden, the power and speed of the shot were okay, and the timing was so-so."

"But...," the man smiled wickedly, "Didn't your master tell you?" It's best to get rid of your murderous aura before you kill! ”

"Unleash the murderous aura too early, and make your previous disguise in vain! You're a little chicken with no hair, haven't you ever killed anyone? ”

Zhang Xiaomo was indeed blushing by the other party, he thought it was a perfect sneak attack, and in the eyes of the other party, it was like a bubble ****!

However, not being ashamed to ask questions is Zhang Xiaomo's good quality, knowing that he can change his mistakes and being grateful is also his beautiful cultivation.

"Thank you for your advice....." Zhang Xiaomo said thank you without any burden.

Now it was the man's turn to be puzzled, although Zhang Xiaomo's sneak attack just now was dodged by him, it was also thrilling.

However, after all, the man has been in the mix for many years and has rich experience, so he immediately realized the lack of experience of Zhang Xiaomo, and if he wanted to get rid of Zhang Xiaomo and escape quickly, he had to deal with this little chicken.

In addition to his lack of experience, the young man must be in an unstable mood and have a quick temper, and he wants to provoke the other party with his words.

He had already thought that the other party would definitely pounce angrily because of his criticism. Annoyed and angry, the rules will be messed up, and then you just need to wait until the other party shows flaws, and then the next thing is ......

But... I didn't expect this little chicken to be this kind of person!

"That's... Are you Meng Yuan's puppet? Zhang Xiaomo asked, although he was really grateful for the other party's teaching, but Zhang Xiaomo was still a good boy with a clear distinction between public and private.

Besides, the other party is a check that moves! A million, a million...

"So what?" Meng Yuan shouted in a low voice, but he didn't expect that he was provoked first.

"You're a mid-level martial artist, but now your cultivation has slipped to the level of a low-level martial artist?"

Zhang Xiaomo continued to ask, and this sentence just poked at the most painful place in Meng Yuan's heart, and he could hear it clearly, and Meng Yuan's breathing suddenly tightened a little.

Instantly... Zhang Xiaomo moved, and the concrete floor of the road under his feet was so violently stepped out of the spider web-like cracks, Zhang Xiaomo flew towards Meng Yuan at the moment when the other party's breath was unstable.

Every muscle in his body, like a tireless engine, provides him with great strength in a neat and orderly manner.

The martial arts energy in the meridians was suddenly ignited, and the fiery flow flowed in his body, and with just one thought, those boiling and fierce martial arts internal energy quickly gathered in his palm.

Mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, it slapped at Meng Yuan fiercely.

Meng Yuan snorted angrily, what a cunning chicken. There was no time to scold, the fierce palm wind had already hit him.

Steady the horse, hurriedly muster up internal strength, and take charge to meet it.

"Bang...."

A muffled sound of impact, although low, seemed to burst people's eardrums.

Zhang Xiaomo flew and retreated, turned his head in the air, unloaded the power of the shock, and landed steadily on the ground, as chic as a dance.

it... Do you really think that I am stupid, do you really think that I don't know that you are provoking me just now?

How stupid does the enemy have to be? Will you tell the truth about your opponent's mistakes? Don't say that I don't have a master, even if I do, the master won't be so considerate!

Can you try to provoke the master, but the master can't 'treat others the way they do'? Hmm... Sir, I'm so witty?

Zhang Xiaomo looked at Meng Yuan opposite in a good mood, and found that Meng Yuan's face was blue and white, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.

"What a domineering internal strength!"

"You know what? Originally, if you were really a mid-level martial artist, I would definitely start walking immediately, boy! If you really fall to the lower level, the kid will dare to have a little courage to fight for his life! ”

"But now, even if you are really a mid-level martial artist, the master doesn't care anymore!"

"Do you know that your internal strength is as soft as protecting Shubao, it is simply pushed and decayed, and it will collapse with one blow!"

Originally, that fight with Tuoba Chengzong made Zhang Xiaomo realize that even a martial artist of the same rank was a threat to him.

Although Tuoba Chengzong's internal strength didn't want him to be domineering, the other party's beast-like strength made him really jealous.

But now, although the other party has fallen from a middle-level martial artist to a low-level, after all, he is also a middle-level mixed existence, which makes Zhang Xiaomo still a little worried.

Although he took advantage of the other party's confusion just now and exerted his strength, he was actually a little worried in his heart.

According to Zhang Xiaomo's initial inference, this Meng Yuan should be a few points stronger than Tuoba Chengzong.

But what about the facts? He didn't even deserve to carry shoes for Tuoba Chengzong! Of course, he is not worthy of giving him Uncle Zhang's shoes.

No wonder you don't know how to fall from the middle level of martial artists? With such a soft internal strength, even if you have reached a high-level cultivation, it will be in vain.

Thinking of this, our Uncle Zhang Xiaomo suddenly felt a little excited, and looked at the crescent moon on the edge of the sky, lonely and cold......

Meng Yuan listened to Zhang Xiaomo's sarcasm, and another mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Then his face became hideous and terrifying.

"Ignorant boy.... Your uncle will tear you to pieces......"