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Chapter 187
Under the noisy golden light, the small courtyard that was originally in the thick night suddenly brightened like day, and the sound of rumbling bricks and tiles breaking was breathtaking.

Xie Ji's ax came and went quickly, but I'm afraid its power will linger in the eyes of the salt police for a long time.

It turns out that in the Dharma-ending Age when the mysteries have faded, there are still means to achieve such a degree, which can be called a cannon in human form.

This ax not only chilled the fierceness of the salt police's vain resistance, but also completely shattered the possibility of the salt police's gathering and resistance.

The remaining seven salt policemen, Wu Qing, Chang Ying, and five second-level officers, were separated on both sides of the small courtyard by the ferocious ground crack left by the supernatural power [Kongshi].

On the left is Chang Ying, with bitterness protruding from his helpless face, and three salt policemen fall behind him.

On the right is Wu Qing, trying to suppress the trembling feeling of escaping from death, and holding a colleague who is still in shock with his left and right hands.

It doesn't seem that the crack in the ground between the seven salt policemen must be unfathomable, but this crack in the night, whether tens of centimeters deep or a few meters deep, seems to be an insurmountable gap for the salt policemen.

Xie Xie's supernatural powers, which are ready to fire, can definitely crush a few of them into flesh and blood again under the muddy action of the salt policemen going down the ditch and then coming out of the ditch.

The starting point of the rift is the ax blade hanging from the ground, like a big iron fan. On the big ax plate, in the night, the bright and complicated patterns extend from the tip to the palm of Xie Xie's big, muscular hand, gradually dimming, like a red-hot hand. The furnace of the fire gradually closes the iron shutters that spread the sparks.

The two-meter-long, thick and exaggerated ax shaft, from Wu Qing's point of view, deformed quite a lot, setting off Xie Ji, who was already exuding momentum like a mountain, as if the palace of the gods was high on the altar, resisting The god who stands on the beam!
war?Undoubtedly defeated!

escape?
Wu Qing's lips were a little dry, and the streamer in his eyes suddenly faded.

As if unable to bear the pressure, he turned his waist vigorously, turned his back and fell down, before Xie Jiong urged the magic soldiers again, he threw his colleagues who were broken or whole on the ground, his toes were stuck in the mud, and he jumped over several times. , flew towards the low east wall of the courtyard.

It seems that he intends to climb the wall and flee, so as to escape from the killing ground here.

Chang Ying and the other salt policemen looked astonished, but they were relieved immediately. The salt policemen gathered together, and it was useless to shoot a dozen guns together. Instead, they were crushed half to death by Xie Ji's ax like crushing ants. They gathered together, It is impossible to be an opponent at all, it is better to flee in all directions, maybe there is a chance of survival.

Chang Ying sighed, it would be nice to have one more life.

Wu Qing's movement of turning around and running away without hesitation aroused Xie Ji's interest. His movement of lifting the ax slowed down a bit. The supernatural power would consume his physical strength and yin and yang energy, and it was specially used to deal with one person, just like a cannon hitting Mosquitoes are a bit of a waste.

He asked with great interest, unable to tell whether it was admiration or sarcasm,

"The brain is quite clear, knowing that there is no need to do unnecessary actions. Who is this?"

Immediately behind him, a Qi practitioner from Mingzhao Fahui responded, "According to the information, it should be the police officer of the second anti-smuggling team."

Although it is said that they intend to kill the second anti-smuggling team, the targets are also ranked in order. Among them, the captain Chang Ying and the police officer Wu Qing are undoubtedly the top two.

Without Xie Xie's orders, Zhang Guanglie, who was wearing a gray shirt, already raised his finger at Wu Qing, who was moving around.

"Hmph, escape?"

Invisible air fluctuations puffed up the gray sleeves, and the [Zhenkong Cannon] shot straight towards Wu Qing's back.

As early as when she stretched her waist, the pores of Wu Qing's body had already stood up, and she was energized 12 times. She could hear the sound of air rubbing in her ears, as if she had eyes behind her, or was it planned?
Swiveling the elbows and belting the waist, the soles of the feet turned in a big arc on the ground, and the whole person turned over like a pancake. He brushed over dangerously, and blasted the low and thin wall to pieces, leaving a gap.

However, Chang Ying noticed that Wu Qing's hands were not temporarily dodging, but pushing forward... He seemed to understand Wu Qing's intentions.

Wu Qing's twisting footsteps faltered, and he pressed his palm against the wall in front of him. He reversed his overturned figure and returned to the original running track. With a short vertical step, he escaped from the gap in the wall. out.

This time and again, Xie Ji saw Wu Qing's back disappearing in the empty gap, and laughed, but Zhang Guanglie's eyes were a little red.

It is him again!
The raised fingers trembled slightly, and the blood veins on his face twisted like earthworms, as if turning into real madness.

After the dog's death, Zhang Guanglie could no longer maintain the gray tone he had when he first met him.

A little bit of unhappiness can cause his mood to fluctuate violently.

The raised hand was retracted, the sleeve rubbed against the front of the shirt, and hit a [Flying Talisman] on himself. Zhang Guanglie suddenly jumped out of the gap in the wall. Chang Ying shot a few bullets in an attempt to stop Zhang Guanglie's pursuit. But it's just that there are a few more holes in the gray shirt blown by the wind, and a few ripples appear in the thick qi cover under the holes.

There is no need to count on the other salt police, they have become frightened birds.

"Go and help Guanglie, don't let him go crazy and make people run away."

After receiving Xie Ji's instructions, several Qi practitioners of Mingzhao Fahui who were hesitant chased after him.

Chang Ying thought she understood Wu Qing's intentions and wanted to lure the enemy away?

He deliberately shot to block Zhang Guanglie, but the murderous intent shot out of Xie Ji's eyes, which was as thick as a deep pool, deterred Chang Ying and made him dare not act rashly.

Resisting the huge ax on his shoulder, Xie Xie patted the blue Taoist robe slowly,
"It's fair now, it's one against seven."

Hukou held the ax shaft, and tapped with three fingers in turn, watching the two salt policemen follow suit indifferently, trying to escape from the gap in the north house blasted out by the previous supernatural power [Kongshi].

Ha ha.

collapse!
Step on the ground with two footprints.

Xie Ji is like a black tiger leaping over a ravine. Under the moonlight, the god's ax glows golden...

After escaping from the courtyard wall, the blue brick wall on his right shoulder was retreating rapidly, and Wu Qing, whose figure flashed sharply, felt bitter in his heart.

Heavenly Demon Zhang Guanglie, Daoist Xie Ji, and six Qi practitioners, no matter what, they all died by themselves.

The trick of taking advantage of people's unpreparedness can only be played once at most. If you don't take the opportunity to run into the nearby folk alley now, you may have no chance to escape again.

The sticky night, the unplanned residential buildings, and even the people in the residential buildings can all be used as a cover for him to escape...

Yes, he mainly wants to run, not to draw the enemy.It's just an instinct at the moment of life and death.

But life is most afraid of a "but".

Looking at the white linen hanging on the eaves of the nearby houses, listening to the disturbing cries... Isn't the plague enough?
He clenched his fists, his eyeballs were so red that he wanted to eat people, he twisted his veined neck and looked back at Zhang Guanglie, cursing fiercely,
"Damn it, it's only natural to pay off debts! Brother Kuo, after tonight is over, I won't owe you anymore!"

Footsteps stopped, a somersault, the upside-down hair brushed over the fireball chasing from below, and landed dangerously forward, the fireball exploded in front of the landing, the fluttering flames could not stop Wu Qing from rushing, and clasped the raised corner of the wall with his palm Brick, pulled the forward figure, turned, turned right and passed the corner.

Zhang Guanglie and the six Qi practitioners who were chasing after him were puzzled, why did this kid run towards the main gate of the small courtyard?
Wu Qing just turned towards the main entrance of the small courtyard.

Ye Duofu's small courtyard is a typical quadrangle courtyard once entered. The main entrance is on the south side. Wu Qing ran out from the east wall, ran along the outer wall for a while, turned right, and went back to the main entrance of the small courtyard.

In front of the main entrance, there are salt police trucks, altars and heavy machine guns on the trucks!

In the open back compartment of the truck, the darkness was facing Wu Qing who had turned around the courtyard wall, and a smoking Qi trainer was leaning on the back of the car, and he was complacent about getting a job as a guard.Seeing Wu Qing, who was wearing a salt police uniform, rushing out from behind the courtyard wall, he was startled, took out a Zhang Fulu, and threw it at Wu Qing!
call!
A ball of flames rose against the wind and engulfed Wu Qing in an instant.

Before the Qi trainer had time to laugh out loud, a red light that was deeper than the color of the flame came out through the flame, and the red gas shield hit his face in the blink of an eye.

His eyes went dark, and a burning heat spread in his chest after the sharp pain in his chest. He opened his mouth, and white smoke came out straight away.

Wu Qing stepped on the chest of the Qi trainer, using him as a climbing ladder, with her shoulders high, she jumped into the rear compartment.

When Zhang Guanglie led the six Qi practitioners out from Wu Qing's path and saw the same truck, they saw the muzzle of their Qianning heavy machine gun sticking out of the car, with a dark hole.

Wu Qing's eyes were full of coldness, and he squeezed the trigger fiercely!
"Da da da da!"

Three of the six Qi practitioners were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest, and the copper bullets carried their flesh and blood into the ground behind them.

The other three rolled into the ditch.

Only Zhang Guanglie was startled and angry, the aura on his body rippled continuously, and the thick white light gradually faded away.

How much copper color flickered on the bullet window of the heavy machine gun, and how much copper color scattered in front of Zhang Guanglie's qi shield——

He was actually holding the bullet stiffly, relying on the extreme speed of the [Flying Step Talisman], when the energy shield still had enough power, he was two steps away from the carriage in the blink of an eye.

Through the gunfire, Wu Qing could already see that Zhang Guanglie's gums were exposed, his teeth were clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes was no less weak than his own.

Under the continuous impact of bullets, black cracks spread on the white qi cover, which is particularly eye-catching under the contrast of light!

step!leap!

The qi shield shattered, and a stream of blood flew out from Zhang Guanglie's waist.

But the other person had already rushed up sideways, the line of fire passed through his armpit, and he punched Wu Qing in the face himself.

Wu Qing leaned back, shook his shoulders to adjust his muscles, and tried to turn the gun, but unexpectedly, Zhang Guanglie punched him, and suddenly sank, pinching a smear of copper color with his two fingers.

cartridge case?Wu Qing was startled.

Zhang Guanglie stuffed the lone bullet hole from the bullet window of the heavy machine gun back into the bolt, and squeezed it.

The heavy machine gun misfired instantly, and the three Qi trainers hiding in the ditch stood up and rushed over.

But before they rushed up, Zhang Guanglie put the talisman on and opened his hand. In the big hand twisted into an eagle's claw, an electric arc danced, and he let out a sinister grin.
"die!"

"Bah!"

Zhang Guanglie was slightly dizzy, but he didn't take it seriously. He was puzzled by Wu Qing's response. When he raised his head, he met a frosty brow, not the panic he imagined.

Wu Qing's eyes were full of breathtaking coercion, her voice was cold, and she snapped angrily,

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

[Sound of Dispelling Demons]: Consume five moments of karma, chant the mantra, and wear down the enemy's will. After the time is spent, it will generate coercion on the enemy, making the enemy fall into a state of being stunned and stunned for one to three seconds.

…………

To be on the safe side, Wu Qing repeated four times.

In fact, Zhang Guanglie already felt bad when the third sound of expelling demons came out, but the fourth sound came too fast, like a sand embankment washed away by a flood. In Zhang Guanglie's mind, anger, hatred and madness were built together. The tower of thinking that came out suddenly collapsed with a crash, leaving only a pile of fragments.

dizziness!

Then in the crowded carriage, Wu Qing's figure suddenly swelled.

Fearless support!
not enough!

As soon as the body was short, the four wheels outside the carriage were obviously pushed down a few percent.

The killing intent in Wu Qing's eyes was overwhelming, and the two arms stretched and swelled again on the basis of the blessing of fearlessness.

The captivating streamer of black and red started from the shoulders and spread to the already pitch-black arms. The rose-red flames were lingering, with a palpitating charm.

[Dharma Body·Disabled]: The incomplete version of the Dharma Body, after consuming karma for ten moments to activate, you can temporarily obtain the double-armed Dharma Body.The legal body of the holder? ? ?sky.

The explosive power is doubled, and the strength is doubled, and the effect is multiplied by the blessing of [Floating Blood] Fearless Power.

…………

Before Zhang Guanglie revealed his dharma body, he tried to kill him!
This is Wu Qing's gamble, betting that Zhang Guanglie will not reveal his dharma body on the way to pursue him, betting that Zhang Guanglie will not reveal his dharma body when he is shot by a machine gun, and betting that Zhang Guanglie will not reveal his dharma body before the gas shield bursts.

Without revealing the dharma body, the foundation building stage is actually not that strong. After the qi shield is broken, the strength of the physical body is about the same as that of ordinary people.

Even the description of [Jiuliangtian] must include the sentence "Its energy level is consistent with [Foundation Establishment Period: Dharma Body State]" instead of "consistent with [Foundation Establishment Period]".

He was right!

But now, he obviously has more chips on the table.

At this time, the opponent under Wu Qing's full power was in a very short period of dizziness, without any spare strength to defend, nor any madness to reveal his dharma body.

Wu Qing's spirit shook.The dark interior of the carriage was lit up with unique flames.

"Bang bang bang!"

Muffled collision sounds sounded one after another.Rose-red flames flickered in the carriage.

The man's black arms surrounded by rose-red flames, his muscles agitated, a pair of fists like cannonballs aimed at Zhang Guanglie's heart, throat, and face, and poured out in one breath.

It almost converged into a huge bone crack.

Click!

Like a banana leaf hit by the rain, Zhang Guanglie continued to tremble violently, his heart, throat, and face were dented one after another, and dark red blood burst out.

The greasy blood between Wu Qing's fingers kept falling on the carriage, forming sticky dots of various sizes.

The three Qi practitioners from the Mingzhao Dharma Association who rushed over looked in horror at Zhang Guanglie, who had been beaten to the point of being extremely distorted, but did not let out a muffled grunt, and the half-human in front of Zhang Guanglie in the carriage?
boom!
Finally, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Guanglie's figure was knocked out of the carriage by a huge force, and his appearance was already tragic.

(End of this chapter)