Here, no more than in the Galaxy Building, Qian Wenjun had no scruples about using the Buddha's palm print of the Dharma Phase, and slapped out angrily with one palm, and the golden light almost filled the entire room.

The ghost sword in the sea soul's hand slashed out, and a huge black gas poisonous snake raised its head and neck, opening its teeth and spitting letters, extremely hideous. Seeing that the two violent forces were about to collide together, Jack, who was quick on his feet, immediately took the opportunity to break out of the window of the house and jump into the surging Xiangjiang River.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

The attic of the stronghold collapsed when it landed, and the flash of light of the white-haired sea soul appeared like a meteor again, and it disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already outside the attic, kneeling with his sword on his hand, blood gushing from his mouth.

"Bang!" With another sound, Qian Wenjun, who was covered with golden light, broke out of the collapsed ruins and floated in mid-air.

This time he was not injured again, with the experience of the last time, the second when the Buddha's palm seal was printed, his body shifted slightly to the left, so that he happened to dodge the white-haired sea soul's shocking sword.

When he turned around and saw the white-haired sea soul kneeling on the ground motionless, Qian Wenjun burst out with a sneer, flew over, stretched out his claws and grabbed it.

He expected that the white-haired sea soul would have absolutely no power to resist after receiving his palm, and capturing it was like capturing a chicken. As soon as he didn't want people to get closer, the white-haired sea soul quickly turned around and performed a sword style fiercely.

Qian Wenjun was slightly surprised, took a few steps back, and said with a smile: "Boy, can you still hold on?" The bones are quite hard. ”

In fact, the sea soul is almost as he expected, Qian Wenjun's Buddha palm print this time is more violent than the previous times, but Qian Wenjun can sum up experience to avoid "a moment of light", and the sea soul can also sum up experience to avoid the Buddha palm print.

After several successive battles, the sea soul found that although the Buddha's palm print was strong, when attacking people, there was a dead angle that could not be attacked, and that was the place close to the ground. Once as long as the Buddha's palm print floats in, as long as the target lies on the ground and does not move, it should not be hurt.

The sea soul only made this guess at first, and then boldly tried it, and when the flash of light was cast, he deliberately clinged to the ground to avoid the Buddha's palm print, and then disappeared in a flash.

This time, although he successfully avoided the Buddha's palm print, he more or less had some residual power in his hand, and the sea soul who was already seriously injured was even more embarrassed.

The most hateful thing is that it took several lives to condense the "Moment of Light", which didn't even hurt a single hair of Qian Wenjun.

"Poof......

Hearing Qian Wenjun's words, the white-haired sea soul spit out another mouthful of blood, and he clearly felt that the broken ribs in his chest had hurt his lungs, and if such a situation was not diagnosed and treated in time, his life would be in danger. It's a pity that in the current situation, even if he wants to diagnose and treat, he can't diagnose and treat, and Qian Wenjun won't give him this opportunity.

On the ground, it was bright red, and the sea soul looked at the blood he spit out and sighed in resignation. The injury was too serious, and he couldn't hide his embarrassed appearance for long.

Slowly standing up with his sword on the ground and supporting his body, the sea soul said proudly: "Qian Wenjun, if you give me a good time, otherwise when I recover, I will definitely kill you with my own hands." ”

As he spoke, Sea Soul's left hand quietly reached behind his back, as if something had been shaken out of the sleeve of his clothes.

Qian Wenjun didn't notice his small movements, sneered, and said, "Why do you want to have a good time?" Talking about the surging Xiangjiang River a meter away, "In ancient times, there was the Chu Overlord Wujiang who killed himself, although you can't match the style of the Chu Overlord with half a point, but it's no problem to learn from him to kill himself, I'll give you a chance to kill yourself now, if you really want to die, then die." ”

How could the sea soul want to die? Once a person as arrogant and vengeful as him is humiliated, he will only think about how to take revenge, how can he have the idea of ending it with death?

The reason why he said this was completely to distract Qian Wenjun's attention.

"Embattled, Wujiang killed himself, speaking of which, this scene is really similar to when the overlord was defeated." The white-haired sea soul laughed self-deprecatingly, and then said: "But, I am not Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, he will choose to die, but I will not." Hmph, Wujiang killed himself, it was a coward's doing, and the husband should take revenge and taste revenge. What Xiang Yu did, I disdain! However, you are not Liu Bang, although you are all cheap, you are even more cheap to the bones, and my sea soul looks down on you even more. ”

"But my mouth is extremely hard, but I don't know that if you fall into my hands, it will only be more painful, and I will slowly torture you to death." Qian Wenjun said sharply.

"Hmph, why can't you kill me?" The sea soul suddenly gained self-confidence.

"Do you have anything to rely on? Your accomplices are dead, and even if they are still alive, they will not be able to protect your life, and I don't know where you got your faith. Qian Wenjun sneered.

Sea Soul laughed, raised his head proudly, and said: "Just because I am not Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, and you are not Liu Bang, the king of Hanzhong, Xiang Yu does not know the way to bend, but I know that if I can save my life, I don't know if I will make a comeback in the future!" ”

Qian Wenjun shook his head, looking at the sea soul as if looking at a big joke. This guy is obviously a dead end, but he still wants to make a comeback, he is really a madman. Without further ado, he walked towards him.

The white-haired sea soul looked at Qian Wenjun steadily, and just as Qian Wenjun took the fifth step, a round jet-black thing suddenly appeared in his left hand, and he grabbed it and smashed it to the ground in front of him. Immediately, a thick white smoke rose from the sky, filling a radius of nearly ten meters on the left.

Qian Wenjun frowned, decisively split a palm, and the strong palm wind whistled away, breaking through the white smoke, revealing a clear path. When he chased away, he heard a crisp sound of falling water - "Bang! ”

When I arrived at the riverside, I saw ripples on the water surface and high splashes. The white-haired sea soul is gone.

Qian Wenjun was furious, snorted coldly, and shouted at the rippling water: "If you want to escape, how can it be so easy?" Even if you become a fish, I will fish you out. ”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and made a few calls. After the phone call, in less than 20 minutes, dozens of boats and hundreds of sailors suddenly appeared on the surface of the Xiangjiang River. They either cast nets into the water, or threw mines into the water, as if they would not stop until they pulled out the white-haired sea soul.

Qian Wenjun personally supervised the battle, personally commanded those people, and even threw mines himself, and for a while, the mines in the Xiangjiang River rang out continuously, and there were countless dead fish. They all drifted downstream.

"That kid was seriously injured just now, and after jumping into the water, he definitely couldn't hold on anymore, so he could only go downstream with the current."

Thinking of this, Qian Wenjun took a large number of subordinates and swept all the way down, throwing mines wherever he went.

But on the side of the sea soul, he is indeed powerless to hold it anymore. Even as soon as he jumped into the water, he passed out. It's just that although he is powerless to hold it anymore, the other person is strong enough to hold it again.

That man was Jack, who had broken the window and jumped into the river before the attic of the stronghold collapsed, and he had been waiting for an opportunity to rescue his brother Sea Soul since he fell into the water. Later, the senior brother sea soul also jumped into the water, and he picked up the senior brother and got out of the water.

This escaped, and Jack went against the grain. Although the Xiangjiang River is the same as the general river, the upstream is narrow, the middle and lower reaches are wide, and there are definitely more opportunities for the downstream. But he thought that this was Qian Wenjun's territory, if he sent someone to block the middle and lower reaches, wouldn't he be able to get out with his senior brother?

According to common sense, if you want to go downstream, if you want to survive, then you can only go upstream and upstream.

Surprise is the way to victory!

Luckily, Jack bet on the right bet, and this time he was really lucky enough to bet right. went upstream, just avoiding the pursuit of Qian Wenjun's torpedo. When he swam hundreds of meters quickly, he quickly broke through the water with his fainted elder brother, and as soon as he landed on the shore, he immediately slipped into a small alley.

This time, he didn't dare to delay at all, he directly grabbed a car on the road, and then killed from YZ City to another city, and then from another city to a neighboring province, bought two tickets back to the United States from its provincial capital, and set off that night.

On this side of the Xiangjiang River, Qian Wenjun also searched for the night, and he went straight down the river, and there were dead fish everywhere he went. Throwing torpedoes is like throwing garbage, one after the other. This is a joy to the people who live on both sides of the river, many of whom make a living by fishing, and there are thousands of dead fish floating on the river, needless to say, to catch a fish, which can be sold tomorrow.

The number of people who pick fish has grown from a few at the beginning to dozens of hundreds, or even thousands, and the figures on both sides of the river are longing, and the noisy sound is better than the morning vegetable market.

When there are many people, it looks cluttered. Qian Wenjun could no longer continue the search, so he had to give up.

Immediately, he ordered all places to block all major transportation fortresses and major hospitals, and report to him as soon as they found any suspicious person.

It's a pity that he thought of this too late, and the target characters Jack and Sea Soul were already sitting on the plane to the United States.

He was busy for most of the day, and he got nothing, and he was in a very bad mood. On the contrary, in the Hero Hotel, Meng Que listened to the information reported by his intelligence team, but he smiled very happily.

"Okay, good, are you sure the Sea Soul and they're on the plane?"

"Yes, Brother Meng, we have been driving and following him, we will follow him wherever he runs, we have been following alternately halfway, and we have not let him find out, and then we have been following them to the neighboring provinces and witnessed them get on the plane with our own eyes." The intelligence brother said with certainty.

Meng Que was affirmed, and his smile became even brighter, just like the warm sunshine in December: "The sea soul is not dead, this time he must hate Qian Wenjun extraordinarily, when he is injured, he will definitely come back to YZ City to take revenge, haha, in this way, I don't need to do anything, I just need to sit and collect the profits, it's really wonderful!" Hurry! ”