Ang Lee didn't know that the hunchbacked old man had done something to him, but after he left the black market, he kept an eye on it, and instead of going back to the mountain spirit newspaper or Grace's apartment, he took the subway all the way to the suburbs of Los Angeles and disappeared into the woods of a park.

"Buzz ......"

Half an hour later, Ang Lee sat cross-legged on a rock, and an insect the size of a fly flew around him.

Suddenly, Li An's hand fell with a knife, and the flying little insect was cut in half with a knife.

"Boy, you dare to kill my spirit worm, I think you are tired of life!"

With an angry shout, a hunchbacked figure jumped in front of Li An from the darkness, looking angry.

Sure enough, there was a problem.

Li An snorted lightly in his heart, he had already guessed that Ling Ye would not give up easily.

"You're alone?" Li An looked behind the hunchbacked old man.

"Don't look at it, I'm here alone. Tsk......"

The hunchbacked old man laughed strangely, and then said,

"Boy, you actually ran to such a remote place, it seems that you knew that you would die at my hands in the morning, so you specially found a cemetery for yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want something, do it."

Li An got up as he spoke, his hands behind his back, looking down at each other.

The old man on the opposite side is much shorter than ordinary people because of his hunchback, and what he usually hates the most is that others look at him with this kind of condescending eyes, and he is naturally angry when he sees this.

"Boy, look for death!" The hunchbacked old man shook his hand and hit Li An as he spoke.

His weapon was a nine-section whip, which he had drawn before he had arrived.

Li An was not arrogant behind his hands, but hid the vajra behind his back and secretly injected his true qi.

Since you don't want to entangle with the hunchbacked old man, you can only kill the other party by surprise.

Seeing that his whip was about to hit Li An's head, the hunchbacked old man smiled coldly, thinking that if this whip was solid, even if Li An was a master of body refining, his head would be beaten to pieces.

Li An was waiting for this moment, the closer the other party was to him, the lower the chance of escape.

"Whew."

The vajra was thrown out by Ang Lee.

The hunchbacked old man suddenly saw a flashing thing of cash light coming towards him, his expression remained unchanged, his wrist moved, and the nine-section whip in his hand circled towards the thing of golden light like a spiritual snake.

The corners of Li An's mouth turned up, and he secretly sneered in his heart.

After the vajra was injected with true qi by itself, it weighed about five hundred catties at this time, and Qi was able to lock it with a whip.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

As soon as the nine-section whip wrapped around the vajra, it made a burst of noise, and was blown into several knots by its powerful force and fell to the ground.

The hunchbacked old man's face was slightly startled, and he instinctively retreated.

It's a pity that the distance between the two sides is too short, and the vajra came very suddenly, and it was not completely avoided, and it was beaten.

"Bang!"

The hunchbacked old man's body was beaten back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and half of his body on the right side lost consciousness.

It was also the nine-section whip that touched the vajra just now, changing the trajectory of the vajra and causing it to deviate, otherwise this time it would have to kill the hunchbacked old man.

was seriously injured all of a sudden, his strength plummeted, and the hunchbacked old man was pale, how could he still have the heart to fight with Li An, and he turned around and wanted to flee the scene.

Since Li An led the other party here and used the vajra, a Buddhist treasure, how could he give the other party a chance to leave.

With a slight retraction of his wrist, the vajra that fell to the ground flew back into Ang Lee's hand.

It is precisely because it is wrapped with heavenly silk that it has such a wonderful use.

Infusing the true qi into the vajra again, Li An shook his hand and beat the vajra out again.

At this time, the hunchbacked old man had already run forty or fifty meters, but there was a flash of golden light behind him, and the sound of "pop" hit the hump behind him.

"Ahh

The hunchbacked old man let out a scream, and the man fell to the ground motionless.

Li An flicked his wrist and withdrew the vajra in his hand again, and the person came to the hunchbacked old man's side, making sure that the other party had been killed.

The vajra is a treasure of Buddhism, and a master of the Wuzun Realm died here in just two moves.

Killing the hunchbacked old man, Ang Lee didn't mean to take the vajra back, but took it in his hand and turned to look in the other direction.

"You've been over there for so long, it's time to come out and meet up, right?"

There was a third person nearby?

"Tsk."

With a sneer, a figure jumped out of the darkness, with a scar on his face, the one from Beverly Hills who had been able to get here in such a short time.

Glancing coldly at the corpse on the ground, the scar man spoke: "Since you can detect Leng's existence, it means that you at least have the cultivation of the Martial Master Nine Heavens, and maybe you are also a fellow Daoist of the Martial Venerable Realm."

In this way, he is not wronged at all when he died in the hands of your Buddhist treasure. ”

Li An's face was slightly gloomy, since the other party recognized that the vajra was a Buddhist treasure, I am afraid that there is no way to be good about this matter today.

In fact, neither Ang Lee nor the man surnamed Leng who had just walked out had any intention of letting the other party leave alive.

"Who are you?" Ang Lee asked.

The man surnamed Leng sneered and said, "I won't talk so much to the dead."

However, originally I just wanted the jade box on your body, but now that you have other Buddhist treasures on you, let's hand them over together. ”

"What if I say no?" Ang Lee asked.

"Then I'll have to do it myself."

As he spoke, the man surnamed Leng reached out and grabbed Li An, intending to snatch the vajra in Li An's hand with his bare hands.

"Huh?"

Li An was curious at first, since the other party knew that he was holding a Buddhist treasure in his hand, and he saw with his own eyes that he killed the old man of the hump with it, and dared to take it empty-handed, he must have something to rely on.

At this time, Li An noticed Leng Feng's hands, which were as black as ink, and they were unusually cold.

It seems that his hands have been specially treated, not so much as hands, but two-in-command weapons.

The strength of the hunchbacked old man is infinitely close to that of the Martial Venerable Triple Heaven, but this is a genuine Martial Venerable Triple Heaven master in front of him, coupled with the fact that the other party is so confident, Li An does not dare to be careless.

The vajra didn't hit out, and Li An pulled out the green sword on his waist and turned into a light curtain to meet him.

"Jingle bell."

The green mangsword, which was as iron-like as mud, collided with the man surnamed Leng with both hands, making a sound of metal collision, and he couldn't hurt the other party at all.

Those two hands really have a way, if you beat the vajra out of the air, maybe it will fall into the other hand.

The man surnamed Leng originally wanted to directly abolish the weapon in Li An's hand, but it turned out to be a slight surprise to find that the green mang sword slipped out from between his fingers like a spirit snake, intact.

"Humph!"

The man surnamed Leng snorted dissatisfiedly, continued to move forward with both hands, and grabbed towards Li An's vital point, wanting to directly take Li An's life.

(End of chapter)