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Chapter 99 Fighting (Please collect)

If someone else said this.

He will definitely make the other party pay the price.

But, it happened that it was Hu Qi who said this.

"According to the records, your mother defected from the Snake Heart Sect more than a decade ago and joined the Sealing Wolf Sect. The reason for this was that your mother fell in love with a disciple of the Sealing Wolf Sect."

Hu Qi also had a strange expression on his face.

He thought the other person's mother had met with an accident.

I didn't expect it to be so bloody.

The Fenglang Sect is another medium-sized sect, and has an average relationship with the Shexin Sect.

Regarding things like betrayal.

The Snake Heart Sect naturally couldn't stand this and directly retracted the snake-shaped stake from the opponent's body.

In short, he was beaten to death, and the disciple of Fenglang Sect was crippled.

In this case.

Song Jian obviously found it hard to accept.

Even Song Jian's father, who was sitting next to him, was the same.

this time.

The other party had also met Hu Qi several times.

This time, when I heard there was news about Song Jian's mother, I naturally waited at home, but I didn't expect this result.

Faced with this situation, Hu Qi didn't know how to comfort her.

After finishing the plate of two-headed monster snake soup, he prepared to go back.

As it was getting late, Song Jian came to his senses and decided to drive himself to take Hu Qi back.

He did not refuse this.

……

The night is as dark as ink, as if thick ink has soaked the earth.

The car was driving on an empty road, the window was half open, and the gentle night breeze blew in.

Perhaps because of what happened before, Song Jian remained silent all the way, and Hu Qi also did not speak.

He closed his eyes slightly and dozed off on the soft leather seat.

In this slightly silent atmosphere, there is only the slight friction sound of the wheels against the ground.

The dim street lights emit a faint light.

The dark shadows of the trees in the darkness were like silent guards, quietly watching the vehicle go away.

Song Jian held the steering wheel, his eyes looking straight ahead, but it was obvious that he was still a little absent-minded.

This road is rarely traveled.

Only the vehicle's front headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating the winding road ahead.

suddenly.

A white figure suddenly appeared in front of the originally empty road.

The figure appeared extremely abruptly and without any warning.

Song Jian didn't have time to think, he just stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel sharply, trying to change direction.

Crunch!

The wheels locked and the sharp sound of brakes instantly broke the tranquility of the night.

Because the distance was too close, even though the brakes were stepped on instantly, the vehicle still crashed sideways due to the impact of inertia.

Seeing this scene, Song Jian’s pupils suddenly widened.

However, the imagined scene of the other party being hit by the vehicle did not occur.

The man simply held out a palm against the front of the car.

Bang!
In an instant.

The vehicle crashed into a hard and thick wall; the glass in front of the window shattered instantly and the front of the car was dented.

Simultaneously.

With a loud "bang", the airbag popped out from the steering wheel and dashboard like a white lotus, expanding rapidly, instantly filling the space in front and building up like a solid barrier.

The surface of the airbag trembled slightly and a hazy smoke appeared, which was caused by the rapid release of internal gas.

Song Jian's body, which was originally leaning forward at a high speed, suddenly crashed into it.

The rear end of the car was lifted high due to inertia, and then fell heavily, making a loud "bang".

Finally stopped there.

Click!

On one side, Hu Qi opened the car door and walked out with a knife bag in his hand.

As early as Song Jian stepped on the accelerator, Hu Qi, who was sitting next to him, had already opened his eyes.

He took in everything that happened just now.

His eyes turned to the person in front of him.

This is a woman wearing a white T-shirt, short jeans, a monkey mask on her face, and a long sword on her back.

Obviously, the man who could stop a speeding vehicle with one hand was definitely not an ordinary person. He was either a black-blood or a secret warrior.

Compared with the former, Hu Qi prefers the latter.

The other party gave him a different feeling from those cold black-blooded people.

Moreover, the other party was obviously here to cause trouble for him. This could be seen from the moment he appeared and his eyes were fixed on him.

"Are you Hu Qi?"

Han Luan spoke calmly, looking at the man in front of him.

After hitting a wall with Helinta, she did not return to Shengyumen immediately, but instead prepared to find this person to inquire about the situation.

However, she did not wait for an answer.

Hu Qi just glanced at her, and his figure suddenly flew towards the sidewalk.

"Hmm? Interesting, but do you think you can escape?"

Han Luan chuckled, and her figure moved. In an instant, she crossed dozens of meters and quickly chased in the direction where Hu Qi fled.

Only Song Jian, whose face was scratched and bleeding by glass fragments, was left in the car.

Looking at the two figures who disappeared from his sight almost in the blink of an eye, his expression was complicated.

He looked at the dented front of the car again, and a hint of heat flashed in his eyes.

A secret warrior?

Before, I had only heard that secret warriors were powerful.

Now that he had witnessed it with his own eyes, it was as if a fire was burning in his heart, and he desired the power of the secret warrior even more.

He was powerless to do anything about Hu Qi's situation and could only pray for him silently.

After all, he was just an ordinary person who practiced martial arts and couldn't do anything at all.

……

Hu Qi quickly shuttled through the dim alley, trying to escape the pursuit of the people behind him.

However, as time went on, the man's figure got closer, which made Hu Qi's face look even uglier.

As early as the first contact, his keen five senses detected the strong sense of oppression brought by the other party.

He had only felt this feeling from his second senior sister Helinta. As for the sect leader Jiang Zuo, he only felt that he was unfathomable.

The aura and oppressive feeling of the figure in front of him were similar to those of Helinta, and he was most likely also a martial artist.

After realizing this, this is why he chose to escape without hesitation.

Swish!
Suddenly, a sound of breaking air came from behind.

Realizing this, he moved his body to the side and narrowly avoided the attack.

But the sharp sword light still easily tore a small cut on Hu Qi's body.

"I want to see how strong this so-called martial artist is!"

Feel the pain in your body.

After realizing that he couldn't escape, Hu Qi also stopped.

The moment the words fell.

In the chest, the rich ball of energy and blood suddenly expanded and exploded.

In an instant, the heart, which had been beating evenly, suddenly began to beat violently, making a dull "boom, boom, boom" sound.

At this moment, an unparalleled force filled my whole body.

Clang!
The long sword was unsheathed, turned into a falling meteor, and slashed directly behind.

It collided with the oncoming sword light.

Seven Evil Swords, use all your strength, third level, Sui Sha.

An extremely violent murderous aura poured out and rushed straight into Han Luan's mind.

Because of the attack from Helinta before, Han Luan was already somewhat traumatized.

Now he was attacked by evil spirit again. Compared with simple murderous intent, the evil spirit condensed by the Seven Evil Swords was even more powerful.

clang!
When the swords collided, a string of dazzling sparks burst out, and under the impact of powerful force, a sharp metallic explosion sounded in the air.

The solid cement floor beneath their feet cracked into several pieces.

next moment.

A stream of blood spurted out.

Hu Qi's body trembled, and then he flew out.

When he was about to hit the wall behind him, the figure flipped over, stepped on the wall, and easily crossed the three-meter-high wall and disappeared into the alley.

Han Luan's body swayed and his eyes looked a little dazed.

However, this feeling of trance only lasted for a second or two before returning to normal.

Tick!
A drop of bright red blood dripped from his palm to the ground.

Han Luan looked at her wrist, where a long wound appeared.

However, in a short while, the wound began to heal slowly.

"I was actually injured."

She murmured softly, her face looking extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)