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1952. Chapter one thousand nine hundred fifty-two

Wang Mingsheng's face turned pale and suddenly turned around and ran without hesitation.

His speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he ran dozens of meters away, leaving Zuo Qingcang far behind.

Zuo Qingcang blinked his eyes, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

The dignified sect actually fled without fighting?

Looking at Wang Mingsheng's back as he fled in a hurry, Zuo Qingcang couldn't help but laugh.

"Isn't it too late to escape now?"

Zuo Qingcang's eyes were cold and he muttered to himself softly.

"Swish!"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Qingcang suddenly pointed his feet, like a cannonball that was out of the borehole, wrapped in a fierce wind, and chased Wang Mingsheng in the direction of his escape.

One by one, one behind, a pursuit battle started between the bustling city with tall buildings.

Wang Mingsheng ran and turned around. Seeing that the distance between him and Zuo Qingcang was approaching quickly, and even seeing the other party's cold eyes clearly, his heart suddenly sank.

"What to do? What to do?"

A strong sense of panic continued to stimulate Wang Mingsheng's fragile nerves.

He gritted his teeth and injected all his internal energy into his legs, using his breasts to run wildly, while his mind was rapidly moving, thinking about how to get rid of the enemy.

"Snatch it, you can't escape!"

At this moment, Zuo Qingcang's domineering and arrogant voice floated into Wang Mingsheng's ears.

Let me surrender and become a criminal and traitor whom thousands of people criticize?

I'd rather die!

A trace of madness and determination flashed in Wang Mingsheng's eyes. He stopped suddenly, twisted his waist and turned around, sat on his hips with a heavy shoulder, and punched him at Zuo Qingcang who was chasing him tightly!

"Um?"

Zuo Qing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by Wang Mingsheng's change.

However, the other party did this to his mind.

Zuo Qingcang's body did not stop at all. With the momentum of rushing forward, his right hand hanging on his waist clenched into a fist, facing Wang Mingsheng's fist and hitting his chest!

"Bang!"

In the quiet dark night, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded.

Wang Mingsheng was like being hit by a galloping train, with his feet off the ground and flew backwards!

"Bang!"

Wang Mingsheng's body drew a straight line in the air, hitting the wall next to the road, knocking out a human-shaped hole, and smoke and dust floated all over the sky.

Zuo Qingcang's face was full of evil spirits and his eyes were like lightning. He slowly walked towards the place where Wang Mingsheng was lying down.

Circles of white air flow were like solid, rotating around Zuo Qingcang.

Every time he took a step, Zuo Qingcang's breath became stronger, and his skin turned silver and black at some point. With his tall and burly body, he looked like a demon.

Wang Mingsheng jumped up from the ground with a carp.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several internal organ fragments.

After just one head-on confrontation, Wang Mingsheng suffered a serious internal injury, half of his body was sore and numb, his internal organs were painful, and his chest was stuffy and he was so tired.

"hateful!"

Wang Mingsheng stared viciously at Zuo Qingcang who was getting closer and closer, and two words burst out from his teeth.

Zuo Qingcang's eyes that were full of hatred for Wang Mingsheng seemed to have not realized it, his steps were still slow, calm and composed, as leisurely as if he was outing in the suburbs.

He had measured the depth of the other party and everything was under control.

Wang Mingsheng didn't say a word, completely extinguished his intention to fight Zuo Qingcang, and turned his head and ran away again.

Zuo Qingcang picked up a pebble with his toes, aimed it at Wang Mingsheng's back and raised his arms and swung it out!

"call out!"

The pebbles rotated at an extremely fast speed, making a sharp and terrifying roar, almost comparable to bullets, and came behind Wang Mingsheng in an instant.

Wang Mingsheng felt a warning and turned to the side suddenly, changing direction.

"Bang!"

The pebbles flew over Wang Mingsheng's cheeks and landed not far ahead of him, blasting a hole the size of a basin on the ground.

Wang Mingsheng's eyelids twitched. Before he could even be glad, a few pebbles flew from behind, blocking all his dodge routes.

At this moment, Wang Mingsheng had two choices, either ignore it and continue to escape, or stop and catch or shatter the pebbles.

However, with the force contained in the pebbles, if he is hit, his injury will definitely make it worse, and he will not be able to escape far.

So there is actually only one choice before him.

"Damn it, I'll fight you!"

Wang Mingsheng shattered a pebble shot into his head with a backhand, and then instead of retreating, he took the initiative to attack Zuo Qingcang!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the sound of fists and feet colliding loudly.

It lasted for about ten seconds, and with a dull "bang", Wang Mingsheng was knocked to the ground by Zuo Qingcang and fell into a coma seriously injured.

The battle ends here.

Zuo Qingcang grabbed Wang Mingsheng's neck, held it in his hand with one hand, looked left and right, confirmed the direction, and then strided away from the scene.

*******

Longtang District, at the top of a construction site.

Xu Hailong grinned and wrapped the wounds on his arms, thighs, waist and other parts in turn with medical bandages, and then breathed in relief.

He limped up and walked to the edge of the rooftop, looking into the distance.

Although the night is dark and the visibility is very low, the keen perception of Master Huajin allows him to clearly see any movement within a radius of 100 meters.

Everything that happened today was like a dream for Xu Hailong.

Nightmare.

In order to make merits and atone for sins and to survive, he must save himself.

After confirming the safety of the hiding place, Xu Hailong returned to his original position and sat cross-legged, began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, and seized the time to recover his strength.

Time passes slowly.

"Click!"

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the broken dead branches came into Xu Hailong’s ears.

Xu Hailong suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the direction where the sound came.

"It's me."

A thin figure walked out from behind the wall, and it was Shen Yuxuan who was acting separately from his disciples.

However, Xu Hailong did not immediately relax his vigilance. His eyes flew over Shen Yuxuan's face, then quickly swept behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "You are the only one?"

"right."

Shen Yuxuan nodded slightly with his words as precious as gold.

When Xu Hailong observed him, he was also observing Xu Hailong.

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere was a little dull for a moment.

After a cold incident for about ten seconds, Shen Yuxuan couldn't help but feel confused and spoke first: "Brother Xu, what happened?"

"Isn't this obvious?" Xu Hailong said angrily.

"I heard that your martial arts hall has been sealed?"

"That's right."

Xu Hailong gritted his teeth and looked angry: "Those bastards from the Wu League received the news from somewhere, and they actually ambushed me near the martial arts hall in advance. If I hadn't escaped to the death, I'm afraid you wouldn't have seen me now."

Shen Yuxuan did not doubt Xu Hailong's words, after all, his injuries could not be faked.
Chapter completed!
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