Wu Daoan witnessed the tragedy, but could not do anything about it. After all, she was fighting fiercely with Xu Shan, so how could there be room to save that person? However, Wu Daoan took other actions and shouted at the other party: "If there is a kind of us, we will fight in another place, so as not to hurt the innocent!" After speaking, he fled away from the highway.

That Xu Shan also laughed cruelly: "Obviously, you just can't beat and want to run, but you have to find a high-sounding reason, you so-called righteous monks are still the same hypocrisy!"

Qian Sangongzi's side, took a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and slowly followed, not forgetting to complain while following: "Two stupid X, running so far to fight, don't you know that I hate walking long distances the most?"

It's no wonder that he is bold, mainly because his talisman jade pendant is indeed a superior defensive magic weapon, even if it is a monk in the Dan period, he can't break it for a while, so he is not afraid of being injured by mistake.

About three kilometers from the highway, there is an abandoned factory building. It used to be a heavy industrial park, but since it has become environmentally conscious, these companies have moved away, leaving an empty factory building with smoky dark marks on the walls.

Wu Daoan chose this place as a battlefield, on the one hand, to avoid harming innocents, but on the other hand, he had other plans. I saw her burrow into the factory, quickly conceal her breath, and disappear.

Xu Shan suspended above the factory and sneered: "Is this your wishful thinking? Hmph, how can such a small skill as concealing breath escape my hands?

With a loud shout, Xu Shan began to bombard the factory below. These seemingly sturdy buildings began to collapse one after another, revealing the inferior steel bars inside, revealing the essence of the tofu slag project. But then again, a blow during the Yudan period is equivalent to a bomb dropped, and no matter how strong a house is, it can't withstand a few bombs. Soon, the former factory building was left with rubble.

But now it was Xu Shan's turn to be dumbfounded: there was a ruin below, but where were the people? According to reason, if the other party fled this area, he would definitely be able to see it. If the other party escapes, then there will be fluctuations in true qi. You can catch it yourself.

But now he didn't see a human figure. If you don't perceive the fluctuation of your true qi, then the other party should be buried under the rubble. But rummaging through the ruins is very troublesome, and the demon cultivator has always been simple and rude, so he hates this kind of meticulous work of finding people. His coping methods were also rough. Continue to bomb the traffic below.

At last. The bricks underneath were blown to powder. Qian Sangongzi finally arrived out of breath and shouted at him: "Hey, where is that little girl?

Xu Shan also scratched his head in embarrassment: "It should be." ”

After all. The monk's defensive attack requires the operation of True Qi, and even if it is to activate the defensive magic weapon, True Qi is also required, and he has never sensed the slightest fluctuation of True Qi. It is true that the monk's body is superior, but if he didn't use his true qi, he would never be able to take on so many attacks.

How are you working! Lao Tzu's pants are off, and you tell me that people are dead? You let Lao Tzu rape the corpse! Or use your chrysanthemums to compensate!" Qian Sangongzi was furious, pointing at Xu Shan and scolding.

Xu Shan was insulted like this by a mortal, and he was also angry in his heart, but he had no choice but that this guard work was arranged by his master. Although Xu Shan was arrogant, he didn't dare to disobey his master at all, otherwise he would be better off than dead if he was refined into a soul or something.

Qian Sangongzi was also tired of scolding, and waved his hand: "Why are you still standing, leaving! Do we still have to collect the body of that girl! But looking at it like this, it is estimated that the corpse has turned to ashes." Well, I'm usually the best person to accumulate merit, every time I go to the temple, I will lose tens of thousands of dollars, and the Buddha will definitely bless me. ”

Xu Shan scolded in his heart, but his face was silent, and he followed behind Qian Sangongzi and slowly walked towards the highway.

For some reason, halfway through, Xu Shan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he unconsciously stopped. As a result, Qian Sangongzi immediately scolded him: "Grass, go quickly, do you still want Lao Tzu to carry you?"

Xu Shan still trusted his instincts, and was about to speak, when a light suddenly flashed in the lawn not far away, and Xu Shan retreated sharply, but it was too late.

&Rumble...... Boom rumbling ...... "A mushroom cloud arose on the flat ground, and as soon as the wind pushed away, the passing vehicles on the highway in the distance were blown back and forth, and the rubble at the original factory site was also lifted by the wind, and even Wu Daoan, who was buried in the depths of the rubble, was blown away, and was carried to a height of several hundred meters and then fell heavily. That is to say, the monk's physique is extraordinary, and if ordinary people have become puree, they would have become muddy long ago.

Needless to say, it was the legendary Tiangang Zimu Lei just now, and Wu Daoan quietly threw it on the ground when he escaped, hiding from the other party's awareness.

There's no way, only Tiangang Zimu Lei can hurt this kind of monk, but the premise is that you also have to blow up to the opposite side. If you throw it directly, won't the other party know how to dodge, and if you detonate it too closely, you will definitely be blown to ashes first. That's why she preset such a big landmine, and she avoided it by pretending to be dead.

Of course, she was able to pretend to be dead successfully, thanks to the shabby Taoist robe from Mount Emei, without any true qi fluctuations, but she was able to absorb a lot of damage, which made her not killed by Xu Shan. However, this robe is not invincible, and can only absorb attacks within a certain strength. If the full force of the monk of the Yudan period had hit her, she would still be dead and alive. It was only when Xu Shan's attack was dispersed just now that he gave the Dao robe a place to use.

Of course, it's not over yet. Xu Shan's limbs were broken by the explosion, but the man still had a breath and struggled to get out. Wu Daoan was unceremonious at this time, and another thunderbolt went down, blowing him up all over the sky.

After solving this great enemy, Wu Daoan finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned to someone who was terrified not far away, and showed a soft smile: "Third son, are you still alive?"

Qian Sangongzi regretted it at this time, his life-saving jade pendant was also shattered in the explosion just now, although his life was saved, but he was also injured by the aftermath, and it was difficult to walk. But he didn't give up, he pulled out a small pistol and shot it.

&Bang bang......" Qian Sangongzi quickly ran out of bullets, and suddenly pressed the trigger. What made him desperate was that Wu Daoan's figure was just blurred for a while, and all the bullets passed through her body, but she herself was unscathed, with that cold and arrogant beautiful face, she was like Chang'e on the moon who does not eat fireworks in the world.

However, the third prince of Qian was still stubborn, and glared at Wu Daoan with a hideous face: "You dare to touch half of my hair! My grandfather promises to punish you of the nine clans!"

"Wu Daoan's beautiful eyes flashed with cold flames, his body flickered, and the next moment he appeared in front of Qian Sangongzi, and the cold blade was close to his neck. "Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

No one is not afraid of death. Whether you are poor or rich, noble or commoner, child or old, superior or inferior, you will tremble in the face of death. This is human nature, the survival instinct imprinted on the genetic chain. Some religious fanatics can temporarily escape the fear of death by relying on their abnormal state of consciousness, but when they return to normal, the deep fear and awe of death will come back to him and imprint every piece of his skin.

Qian Sangongzi is not a fanatical believer, let alone a religion, and lives such a privileged life, so he is naturally extremely afraid of death. The cold tip of the sword cut through the skin of his neck, and a trace of red blood dripped along the blade, and Qian Sangongzi clearly smelled the rancid smell of death.

At this moment, he finally collapsed, completely put aside his dignity, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and began to beg for mercy with a handful of snot and tears: "Miss, please let me go, I promise that I will never dare to trouble you again in the future!"

Seeing that Wu Daoan's expression was still cold, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be condensed with 10,000-year-old ice, Qian Sangongzi was even more panicked, and he took out his wallet tremblingly, took out a bank card, and put a flattering smile on his face: "Miss, there are 30 million yuan here, you can spend it casually, and the password is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked away by Wu Daoan, fell heavily on the ground, and began to hold the broken thigh and howl.

Wu Daoan didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, took Xu Shan's storage bag away, and walked quickly to the highway.

At this time, several police cars arrived, and someone should have just called the police. When several young policemen saw Wu Daoan, they immediately surrounded them with concern and asked for warmth.

Wu Daoan just smiled weakly and shyly, and the gentleness that bowed his head made these little policemen stunned for several seconds. By the time they came back to their senses, Wu Daoan had already disappeared. (To be continued......)