Late at night, provincial international airport.

A plane landed, and several Ah San were caught in the crowd and walked down.

The leader was an old monk, tall and thin, withered like wood, followed by two men in black suits.

The old monk swept his eyes around, frowned, and said, "That guy named Tang Hao, right here?"

"That's right, we've investigated, he's in the city right now!" said a man behind him.

"Good!"

The old monk bowed slightly, "Hurry up and kill him, don't waste time!"

The two men led him out of the airport, where a car was already waiting. After the three of them got into the car, the driver moved the car and drove out.

Moments later, the car got up and drove towards the city.

After a while, the old monk said, "What big array, where is it?"

The driver turned around and said, "It's not far ahead, Holy Master, is it really okay?" I heard that this magic circle is very powerful, and there have been people who have broken through, but all of them have failed. ”

The old monk sneered and said disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit array, just fool those wastes, how can a real master like me be blocked." ”

"Didn't you say that this magic circle was made by that guy, how could he make something powerful with that kind of goods. ”

When the three of them thought about it, they were really, and they were immediately relieved.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, sped up, and drove towards the city.

A few minutes later, the car drove past a sign.

The old monk's face changed slightly, but he noticed that an invisible force suddenly squeezed around him, trying to squeeze him back.

"Humph!"

The old monk snorted disdainfully, and his body shook slightly, and he puffed up a wave of energy, shaking away the squeezing force.

The car continued to drive smoothly.

"Haha! Sure enough, it's rubbish! I've only used half a part of my strength, and it's not going to work!"

The old monk said proudly.

The three of them immediately showed reverence and slapped their ass.

"It's worthy of being a holy master, it's amazing!"

The old monk laughed, the more proud he became.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze, and his eyes were about to bulge.

Around him, the squeezing force instantly surged dozens of times, like a mountain and a sea, surging madly, extremely violent.

He was so shaken that he was swept backwards by the force, knocking the back seat completely out of shape and denting into it.

The car also flew up, crossed an arc, flew straight out of the high road, and after landing, it rolled several times and deformed the whole car.

The three men were bleeding from their heads, and some were groggy.

And the old monk was also dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, his face was full of disbelief and horror.

What was that force going on?

How can it be so strong?

"No! it can't be! it must be my delusion!" he muttered, his face turning a little pale.

He let out all his words, saying that he was going to break this formation, and then slaughter that guy, if he couldn't even break the formation, then wouldn't his old face be lost.

He stretched out his hand, tore the wagon directly, and got out of the car.

"Damn, I don't believe it, I can't kill your broken formation!" he looked over to the city and said hatefully.

At this time, the three men also came out.

"Holy Master, it was ...... just now What's going on?"

"Haha! It's nothing, it's just a little accident! you wait, I'm going to break this formation!" he smiled awkwardly and walked forward.

After walking a few steps, I began to add it, and a glow bloomed on my dry skin.

He is an ascetic, cultivating the body, the most powerful is this physical body, if you want to break the formation, the best way is to impact.

He kept adding, his body like electricity, and crashed into the big array.

"Holy Master, come on!"

The three stood aside, shouting excitedly and cheering on.

The figure rushed into the range of the large array, constantly advancing.

"Wow! Holy Master is so powerful!" the three of them looked adoring again.

But then, the figure froze, as if it had fallen into a quagmire. The next moment, it soared into the air, and with a bang, it flew out.

Ah——!h

The old monk was screaming.

flew a few hundred meters away, and then he fell face down, smashed to the ground, and fell into the mud.

The three froze, their mouths wide open.

It took a while for them to react and rush forward in a hurry.

"Holy Master, are you alright?"

"Haha! It's okay, how can it be! I'm so good!" the old monk struggled to get up, wiped the mud from his face, and grinned.

In my heart, I was embarrassed.

Damn, this is so powerful!

He began to drum in his heart, and regretted that he had spoken so much.

However, after the words are spoken, what else can he do, for the sake of face, he has to be hard-headed.

"It was an accident just now, I'll come again. ”

He took a deep breath and continued to rush forward.

Then, biu——!

He flew, faced to the ground again, and fell.

I'm Nyima! Why is this breaking formation so powerful! Also, why is it face to the ground, I have an enmity with you!

"Haha! it was really just an accident!"

Looking at the three of them, he was a little embarrassed, and his old face turned red.

He felt that his reputation for life was about to be confessed here.

"Damn, I don't believe it!"

He gritted his teeth and continued to get on.

biu！

biubiubiu！

In the night sky, there are constantly dark shadows trailing.

Again and again, face to face to the ground each time, and, one time flying farther than the other.

That old face is about to smash and swell.

On the side, the three of them stood there, looking stunned the whole time.

At first, they would exclaim a few times, but now, they were numb, and their eyes followed the figure, constantly tossing and falling, repeating over and over again.

Every time they see their faces hit the ground, their hearts tighten, and they only feel that this is really miserable.

Looking at it, they all couldn't bear to look at it.

"Holy ...... Holy Master, ...... Or...... Take a break!" said one of them in a whisper that he couldn't stand it anymore.

The old monk got up from the ground, rubbed his swollen face, and righteously refused: "You want me to give up! Hmph! How can there be the word renunciation in a man's dictionary." ”

"You're so weak!"

After saying that, he turned around very chicly, and then rushed towards the big array.

The three of them were still a little moved, but then, with the sound of biu, the figure flew out high.

This time, it flew very high and far, and then, in that familiar posture, it fell down.

Boom!

The ground shook and a big crater was smashed.

This time, he didn't stand up again, his eyes were white, he kept his face on the ground, his ass up, and fainted.