Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Empty City Plan

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Before the figure arrived, the torturer Liang hurriedly used his sword trick, and the sword qi was endless, all of them went away for the black clothes.

The man in black let go of Chi Yang, looked up, the sword qi was like a wave, he snorted coldly, stomped his feet heavily, and his whole body roared in all directions.

The energy blasted away the rain in all directions, and the sword qi also melted one by one.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and sneered in a deep voice: "Only this little ability wants to save people from me?"

The words seemed to be transmitted through the rain curtain, and rang in the ears of the two Xing Ziliang.

Wu Chen's face was ugly, and he said in frustration: "I didn't expect that the seven fake pills teamed up and failed to stop all the five knots, this time if I can't say it, I really want to plant it here." ā€

Xing Ziliang's eyes were full of fighting intent, but he also knew that he was by no means the opponent of this Jiedan monk, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"Damn, I knew that I wouldn't have wasted that cannon, but there was still a possibility to save people and escape!" Wu Chen was full of regret, now that there are no shells, the barrel of the cannon is equivalent to a brick.

The man in black stood on the roof of the car, his eyes were shining, and he was very far away, and he could see the two of them clearly, but he frowned imperceptibly.

"If you are not willing to die, you will get out!"

He let out a long shout, the word "roll" was like thunder, setting off the rain in the sky, the invisible power dispersed, and it continued to explode, and the impact made the flying sword under the feet of the torture Ziliang shake.

Wu Chen's face turned pale, and his heart was full of anger, but there was nowhere to strike.

Xing Ziliang's eyes flickered, and after standing firmly, he looked at it fixedly, as if he sensed that something was wrong.

"What should I do?" Wu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, we will fight him, if we escape, Chi Yang will die!"

Xing Ziliang rolled his eyes and said, "Wait a minute, I'll try." ā€

As soon as the words fell, Xing Ziliang jumped up, and his figure fell straight down, and at the same time pinched his sword fingers and pointed out continuously.

"Ziliang, what are you doing......" Wu Chen was shocked and hurriedly shouted, but he couldn't stop it.

Xingzi Liang broke through the air, and the sword qi overtook him and swept downward.

The man in black took a step, hung in the air, and sneered.

"I can't help myself!"

The sleeves of the shirt were lightly raised, and the man in black moved, raising his palm, and his breath rolled like a dragon, soaring into the sky.

"Boom!"

The falling sword qi competed with the qi dragon, and disappeared within three seconds.

The qi dragon soared into the sky again, roaring at the torture beam, and the sound waves were deafening.

Xing Ziliang moved his breath, forcibly stopped the momentum of the landing, kicked his feet in the air, and flew upside down with the momentum of the qi dragon soaring into the sky, turning over and re-standing on the flying sword.

"Poof!"

As soon as Xing Ziliang stood firm, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face instantly turned much paler.

"Ziliang!" Wu Chen was shocked, "Are you okay!?"

"I'm fine. Xing Ziliang hurriedly said, "Be careful!"

Before the air dragon dissipated, it devoured towards the flying sword, and the two of them hurriedly flew upside down for nearly a hundred meters until the momentum of the air dragon's attack subsided.

"If you look for death again, I will fulfill you!" Seeing this, the man in black snorted coldly.

Wu Chen let out a cold sweat, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he gasped for breath at this moment, and scolded angrily: "Xing Ziliang, what were you going to do just now, you want to find death!?"

Wu Chen patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, he didn't go all out, and the momentum of the Qi Dragon didn't last long." ā€

Xing Ziliang's eyes were thoughtful, and he lowered his voice and said to Wu Chen: "He is really not as strong as he imagined, it seems that he is injured, and the injury is not light!"

Wu Chen was stunned when he heard this, and hesitated: "Isn't this strong? Standing still without moving, he almost killed both of us." ā€

Xing Ziliang ignored him, frowned and muttered: "Kuhui Zen Master is the Triple Heaven of Jiedan, I have felt that kind of momentum in Huichun Garden, which is far from being comparable to the man in black in front of me. ā€

"What do you want to say?" Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he wanted to say, and said angrily: "This person is probably a cultivator of the first heaven of the Jiedan, and naturally he is not as good as the Kuhui Zen Master." ā€

Xing Ziliang shook his head and explained: "I'm not talking about 'qi', but 'momentum'. ā€

"He is clearly a cultivator, but he doesn't have the momentum of Dan, and I just deliberately tried to prove this. ā€

"When we first arrived, I thought he was a little strange, not only when he was shooting, but also when he was standing. ā€

"If you look closely, his right shoulder is loose and flat, but his left shoulder is flat and strong, indicating that his right arm is injured and loose, and then look at his left leg, the knee is slightly bent for half a minute, and the foot is floating, while the right leg is straight and standing extremely heavy, obviously the left leg is injured, and it is very likely to hurt the leg bone. ā€

"There is a saying in the martial arts, 'walking like the wind, standing like a pine', but he stands steady but his body is not straight, and he must have injured the bones of his spine if he does not step into the air!"

Xing Ziliang is half a martial idiot, he has practiced the sense of smell of battle since he was a child, and now that he has been in contact with cultivation, he is also extremely sensitive to breath and potential.

Wu Chen looked confused when he heard this, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Xing Zi Liang, Xing Zi Liang, I really never knew the real you, you can see the too?"

Torture Ziliang smiled modestly and won the award.

"You mean, he fought with the False Dan Monk before, and now he is actually seriously injured?" Wu Chen eased up and cleared his thoughts.

"Quite possibly. Xing Ziliang nodded, "And what he did just now was also very strange." ā€

"Wu Chen, if you empathize, you are him now, you are going to kill Chi Yang, and we just arrived, what would you do?"

Wu Chen said without thinking: "Of course, they are killed together." ā€

Xingzi Liang grinned, "That's right, since they want to kill them all, and we met him to kill people like this, shouldn't he kill us together?"

"There is such a big difference in our cultivation, he can obviously kill us without any effort, but he just stands there and does not move, blasting us back with his breath, as if he disdains to attack us, and tells us to get out, but he wants to do something to Chi Yang, it is too unreasonable. ā€

"And when he saw us coming, he could have killed Chi Yang immediately and then turned around to kill us, but he left Chi Yang aside, could it be that he was guarding against something? Leave a way back, and want to hijack?"

The more Liang said, the more excited Wu Chen's expression became.

"Unless, he is seriously injured and can't deal with us together, so he wants to scare us away!" Wu Chen said in a low voice.

Liang Yi, the torturer, said that Wu Chen had figured out a lot of things, and when the man in black used the qi dragon, it was not that he didn't use all his strength, but that he couldn't use all his strength at all!

"Then what are you waiting for, we will join forces to kill him!" Wu Chen said excitedly.

Xing Ziliang shook his head again, his eyes glanced at the man in black, and the man in black was also looking at them coldly, with a vigilant expression.

"No, you're not entirely right!"

"Ah, what?" Wu Chen was puzzled, in the face of the killing and robbery of the Yudan period, he was a little panicked just now, and he ignored a lot of things.

"With the momentum of the qi dragon just now, we can still dodge it, but if we confront him head-on, we will definitely lose. ā€

Wu Chen's face changed, he was so excited just now that he almost forgot that the qi dragon almost hit the two of them coughing up blood.

"The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and even if he is seriously injured, we don't know how many times he can perform the same method, but as long as he can perform it two or three times, we are afraid that we will die. ā€

Wu Chen was annoyed and said, "As a result, we still have no choice but to watch Chi Yang die!?"

"No!" Xing Ziliang smiled, "Since the gap between our cultivation is so big, even if he is seriously injured, it is very likely that he will be able to kill us, so he has his own reasons for acting like this." ā€

"I'm afraid, he saw the barrel of the cannon you were holding, he was seriously injured, and the cannonball could kill him!"

Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "But we have a cannon barrel empty......"

"Wait! you mean ......"

Wu Chen suddenly stopped talking.

"That's right, he didn't know we didn't have shells!"

"In his own way, he will give back to him, and we can also sing him an empty city plan!"