Although Nangong Wutuo's two palms fell on Liang Ming and Xiao Buyu's bodies at the same time, one palm was lighter and the other palm was heavier. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info After all, even if Nangong Wutuo was bold and reckless, he didn't dare to really kill Xiao Buyu, so that palm only temporarily sealed Xiao Buyu's cultivation and knocked Xiao Buyu away.

As for the palm that Liang Ming received, it was obviously much heavier. Nangong was untoned to beat Liang Ming to a serious injury, and then capture Liang Ming alive, so as to get what he wanted.

It's just that what Nangong Wutuo didn't expect was that in the face of his vicious palm, Liang Ming didn't have any resistance at all, and let his palm slap on his body fiercely.

"That's not right!"

Nangong Wutuo saw that the situation was different, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, when the sword light in the sky dissipated, there was no trace of Liang Ming on the top of the mountain. At this time, Xiao Buyu also forcibly stood on the ground, and then silently turned to leave.

Nangong Wutuo didn't expect Liang Ming's courage to be so big and his body to be so strong, he actually dared to withstand his palm alive, and floated away with the power of his blow.

At this point, even Nangong Wutuo has to admire Liang Ming's boldness and carefulness, as well as his rich experience on the spot, and his super adaptability. As a result, he looked up to Liang Ming a little more, and became even more interested in Liang Ming.

"Chase him, see where he can escape. ”

Seeing that Liang Ming had fled without a trace, Nangong Wutuo was not in a hurry at all, and after a while, he led his men to chase after him from the direction where Liang Ming disappeared.

Although Liang Ming succeeded in taking the risk, he was not very comfortable, if it wasn't for the success of refining his body, Nangong Wutuo's palm would definitely be able to seriously injure him.

Quickly fled to the southeast mountain range, but when he turned around, he didn't see Nangong Wutuo and the others catching up, Liang Ming quickly reacted, and then glanced at the mobile phone screen, only to see that in front of him, there were dense red dots beginning to appear halfway up the mountain, waiting for his arrival.

No wonder only Nangong Wutuo led the people of Shenlong Villa to chase and kill him just now, it turned out that they had already laid an ambush and waited for the turtle to be caught in the urn.

"There is an ambush!" Without the slightest hesitation, Liang Ming immediately turned around and turned to the northeast, and flew straight down towards a high cliff.

This route was one of the three departure routes reserved by Liang Ming, and it was originally intended to be kept for backup, but it was unexpectedly played a role at this moment.

On the Immortal King Mountain, this cliff is a little high, and it is bottomless, and no one would have thought that Liang Ming would use this side of the Jedi as an escape route.

"What about people?" When Nangong arrived without a tune, he found that Liang Ming had no trace of him. Facing the ambushers who looked at each other and were full of bewilderment, Nangong Wutong's heart was immediately filled with countless grass and mud, and he just wanted to scold his mother loudly.

"A bunch of waste!" Nangong looked around in a toneless manner, and finally locked his gaze on the cliff. Then he said with a gloomy face: "Send a message to others, be fast!"

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Nangong's atonous divine consciousness could not reach the bottom of the cliff at all, as if a thin layer of mist was blocking his divine sense. After a long time, even the spirit is about to move, and there is obviously an unstable phenomenon. The mist at the bottom of this cliff actually has the ability to devour divine thoughts.

Joke, if this was just an ordinary cliff, Liang Ming would not use it as a back road and gamble his life on it.

The mountain range where the bluestone city is located is called Xianwang Mountain, and this cliff is called Broken Soul Cliff, it is said that in ancient times, there was a headless immortal king who fell from the sky, so the mountain got its name. And the Broken Soul Cliff is exactly the position of the Immortal King's neck cavity, which is flat as a face and smooth as a mirror.

Of course, no one would ever believe such nonsense, but the Broken Soul Cliff is truly full of mystery and unjustifiable fear. At the bottom of the cliff, the divine consciousness and spiritual power are completely useless, and the cultivation is inexplicably suppressed, so many monks also call the Broken Soul Cliff the cursed land.

Liang Ming fell from the Broken Soul Cliff, like a cannonball falling from a high altitude, the wind whistled, constantly passing over his body, and even crushing him.

The cliff is bottomless, and you don't know when you'll fall below. Falling at such a fast speed, once he doesn't grasp it well, Liang Ming will be thrown into a puddle of meat sauce.

Of course, Liang Ming will definitely not let this happen.

"Cell phone, parachute!"

As Liang Ming gave the command, an umbrella bag suddenly appeared on his back, and opened with a "bang" in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the speed of his descent immediately decreased sharply, and then slowly descended.

I don't know how long it took for Liang Ming's feet to finally hit the ground. At the bottom of the cliff, it is indeed as rumored, the cultivation is suppressed, and the divine sense and spiritual power are completely powerless. What's more, the place is unusually barren, and there is nothing worth paying attention to except a faint mist. It's no wonder that for a long time, very few people went to the bottom of this cliff.

Liang Ming knew that he couldn't stay at the bottom of the cliff for a long time, so after landing on the ground, he immediately relied on his strong physical condition, and the whole thing was like a cannonball out of the chamber, and he went away quickly.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away from the center of the cliff, countless monks had already gathered around, and as time went by, more and more people came, and there were all kinds of sects. Liang Ming has fallen into a situation where all the grass and trees are soldiers, and it seems that all the major sects and families have woken up.

With the help of the powerful functions of the mobile phone super radar APP, Liang Ming was able to avoid some monks who searched for him at first, but as more and more people came and the distribution became more and more dense, Liang Ming had no way to avoid and hide, so he could only kill a bloody way as soon as possible.

In the face of more and more enemies, Liang Ming sometimes could not change the fate of being discovered, no matter how cautious he was.

"...... here"

This time, Liang Ming had just passed through a dense forest, and he was immediately discovered by several disciples of the Divine Sword Sect a few zhang away. One of them was about to shout loudly, but in an instant, he saw a flash of knife, and then the whole person was like a duck with its throat cut off, leaving only a "gurgling" sound, and blood kept flowing from his mouth and throat.

It wasn't until Liang Ming had been gone for a long time that these people fell down with a bang, and there was a deep knife mark on everyone's throat. One knife, Liang Ming only used one knife, this knife was so fast that they couldn't imagine it, and they didn't understand it until they died.

Liang Ming walked fast, facing more and more, closer and closer enemies, the role of the mobile phone super radar APP was already very limited, Liang Ming didn't even have time to look at the mobile phone screen, it was all relying on the mobile phone to automatically remind.

Liang Ming, who was encircled, not only did not fear, but aroused anger and madness in him. With the help of the complex terrain around him, Liang Ming ran frantically while constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy. Many people didn't even see Liang Ming's shadow, and they were buried forever in the deep mountains and dense forests of Xianwang Mountain.

Blood, splashing!

Life is constantly ending!

The corpses, separated again and again!

And the enemy, there are more and more!

It was the blood of the enemy, it was the life of the enemy, and the corpse of the enemy.

Liang Ming, who walked between the mountains and forests, was like a reaper from hell, constantly breaking through, constantly tearing and killing, and constantly sending monks to hell one by one.

Blood, stained his shirt red!

Dirt obscured his face!

Only those bright, bloodshot eyes still shimmered with a cold light, as sharp as an eagle, as ruthless as a snake, and as cruel as a wolf! )