"Ha, I want to chase me, I'll be in my next life!" Zheng Xiaoming sneered and was about to leave. Suddenly, he suddenly felt creepy and his body rushing forward suddenly paused.

This also saved his life, and a bullet almost shot in front of Zheng Xiaoming.

If Zheng Xiaoming had not stopped just now and continued to rush forward, he might have been shot by this bullet!

On the street below, a man's resentful policeman had already set his sights on him at some point. He just missed a single shot and moved the gun again, ready to shoot at Zheng Xiaoming.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Xiaoming slapped on the roof and disappeared from the gaze of the resentful policeman.

The policeman's feet slowly rose up and floated up like a balloon. As soon as he rose to the height of the roof, a sword light suddenly shot out, and he stabbed it and then stopped.

The human skin leaked with a resentment and sneered, shrank and rolled into a ball, and then burned to ashes!

However, before Zheng Xiaoming could breathe a sigh of relief, at least seven or eight bullets shot towards Zheng Xiaoming.

Even though Zheng Xiaoming dodged in time and rolled one after another, he was still hit by a bullet.

The huge pain almost made Zheng Xiaoming curl up in an instant!

This is even more painful than Zheng Xiaoming's body being shot by Qi Sanwen last time.

Because at this moment, Zheng Xiaoming is a spiritual body, or soul. He was directly injured by someone!

Fortunately, Zheng Xiaoming's mental strength was about fifty, and his intensity was amazing. He was only in pain for a moment, so he recovered and limped into the narrow and dark alley.

At the same time, in reality, a black green trace of the size of a bowl suddenly appeared on Zheng Xiaoming's thigh, which looked shocking.

In the virtual world, more people and resentful police officers also chased into the alley.

"I just now realize that there seems to be something missing in my Futian that can be used for information!"

Whether it is the blessing and virtue of purple bamboo, the benevolent and jade rice, or the holy virtue of thorns, they all have their own wonderful uses. But they seem to be unable to treat injuries!

But Zheng Xiaoming just thought of this, a warm current surged into his body from the Ruyi Merit Sword, causing pain and injuries to Zheng Xiaoming to disappear.

It turns out that this merit can also eliminate disasters besides killing the internal and external demons. Since it can eliminate disasters, it will naturally cure injuries!

But in this way, another thirty traces of merit were consumed.

Zheng Xiaoming took a breath: "It actually consumes so much!"

And Zheng Xiaoming's remaining merits are only 127 pieces left!

One hundred and twenty pieces of merit are definitely not a small amount, but in this city full of dangers and people with enemies everywhere, there are definitely not too many.

You know, when Zheng Xiaoming entered this virtual world tonight, he had 180 or 90, nearly 200 pieces of merit in his hands!

Although Zheng Xiaoming's injuries have healed, he does not dare to continue wandering in this city.

Seeing himself as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, the entire Balloon City was in chaos. More and more police cars were chasing him.

Zheng Xiaoming turned around and went up to a residential building.

A few minutes later, with a "boom...", a family was eating and suddenly was shocked by the broken window glass.

Along with the broken glass breaking into the room, it was Zheng Xiaoming who rushed past these people like a whirlwind, swung the sword and killed the three of them directly. Then he broke out!

Almost as soon as Zheng Xiaoming broke out, a master of personal resentment also broke in with the broken window.

Looking at the resentful spirits of the human beings who had been burned to ashes by the flames on the ground, these masters showed an angry look, and they opened their mouths and let out a silent roar.

So, all the residents in the entire building rushed out, chasing front and blocking back, and suddenly surrounded Zheng Xiaoming on a narrow corridor.

Faced with such a situation, Zheng Xiaoming was unmoved and rushed forward with a sword, taking one step and one sword, killing one sword.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped on the ashes transformed by dozens of people's resentment, protruded out of the corridor, broke through the window glass, and jumped out of the building.

Behind him, a master man came and followed Zheng Xiaoming out of the building.

However, here is the thirteenth floor, thirty or forty meters above the ground.

So the master's skin fell down with a look of horror.

But he only fell halfway and started to squirt downwards, slowing down slowly, and was about to land safely.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and hit the master who was resentful. Using him as a buffer, he vented most of his strength and rolled on the ground a few times before he jumped up and limped towards the distance!

Now Zheng Xiaoming fell from the thirteenth floor. Although he used his means to deceive this person into using his resentment as a mat, he also suffered heavy injuries.

At this moment, the mobility has dropped drastically.

He could only consume thirty strands of merit again and healed his injuries.

"Grandma! If this continues, I'm afraid I won't have much merit..."

Zheng Xiaoming, who has not lacked merit for a long time, has become a little nervous.

Fortunately, there is no merit, and you can deal with these people's resentment without using the Ruyi Merit Sword.

But in this way, the blessing field cannot reap the good deeds. It’s a pity!

Zheng Xiaoming was about to find a way to return to Futian, but at this time, he heard the roar of the car engine.

Five cars drove quickly, surrounding Zheng Xiaoming.

A personal master of resentment came out of the car and each made his own posture, and was about to fight Zheng Xiaoming.

"Just because of your resentment, you want to fight me?"

Zheng Xiaoming sneered and rushed over. His strength exploded. Suddenly, the speed of forward rushing increased several times, and his whole body almost became blurred in the air, causing wind to blew around him.

"laugh!"

While everyone's resentment was not enough to react, Zheng Xiaoming had already used explosive power.

The whole person rushed out like a cannonball driven by gunpowder, and the two people who were blocking the road wherever they passed were directly smashed to pieces.

At the same time, it had already rushed more than 30 meters away, and the power of the explosion began to weaken.

In an instant, Zheng Xiaoming felt that the muscles and tendons on his body seemed to be in pain, as if they were being stretched.

Although the power of the explosive force is powerful, it is an explosive force and has a huge burden on the body.

Each use requires at least half an hour to rest, and only three times a day can be used.

Zheng Xiaoming must have no time to rest now!

Therefore, it consumes merit and heals the injury.

Fortunately, I only consumed ten points of merit this time, and the pain all over my body has disappeared.

Zheng Xiaoming rushed forward and quickly escaped from the siege.

Then I soon arrived at the old city, where there were all three or five-story small buildings.

Zheng Xiaoming was overjoyed and jumped onto the roof of a two-story building in a few steps, and then quickly jumped onto the roof of a five-story building.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of the police sirens again, and a team of police cars chased after him again...
Chapter completed!