Qian Wangduo's punches were fast, while Ximen Lang's movements were even faster. He kicked out like a gust of wind, coming first and then hitting the opponent's chest. He was kicked up and hit hard against a big tree behind.
, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his bare chest red.
Seeing Liniu's defeat, Feng Jinbiao scratched his ears and let out a scream, shrunk his neck, shrugged his shoulders, held his chest, rounded his back, and used his famous monkey fist to pounce on him.
The two claws attack the opponent one after another.
This was the first time Ximenlang saw this kind of boxing technique. He was startled when he saw the opponent suddenly turned into a monkey. He hurriedly took two steps back to avoid his claws and cursed: "What's wrong with you? Are you having a convulsion?"
At this time, Ji Meijia, who was hiding behind another big tree, saw clearly that the black-clothed monster was just a person with a mask on his head. Her timidity disappeared, and her naked body was trembling with anger.
He scolded: "You bastard, how dare you pretend to be a ghost and scare me?"
Mom, let’s see if I don’t kill you.” She stamped her feet hard on the ground, and a three-inch-long rhombus-shaped thorn suddenly came out of the toe of her high-heeled shoes. She rushed behind Ximen Lang in two or two steps, her plump legs
Swinging through the white arc in mid-air, he kicked his left leg quickly, aiming at the opponent's back.
Ximenlang noticed the strong wind coming from behind him, and flashed to the right, turning sideways to avoid the kick. When he saw the legs of this mature woman who still had the charm of a mature woman in mid-air, exposing her white light.
When she was lying down, she said unscrupulously and sarcastically: "Aunt, you are so old, how can you be so disrespectful and still play tricks like two kings and one queen? It really makes people blush for you. You seem to have some problems this year."
Are you fifty years old?"
What a woman hates most is that others ridicule her for not being pretty or for being old. Although Ji Meijia is middle-aged, she has always been conceited and feels that her appearance is outstanding. She looks like she is only in her early twenties. How could she have thought that she would be ignored by this person?
The ungrateful guy actually called her aunt and said she was fifty years old, which really made her furious and said angrily: "You dare to tease me, you are seeking death."
Ximen Lang laughed and said, "Look, I just said you were fifty years old. You admitted it yourself and called yourself my mother."
"You bastard..." Ji Meijia was so angry that she kicked her other white leg over like a whirlwind, and the spikes on her high heels went straight to the other party's door.
Seeing the silver light coming, Ximen Lang used a move to "fish for the moon under the sea." When the spike of the high-heeled shoe was less than half a foot away from the tip of his nose, he held the opponent's ankle with his left hand, lifted it up, and scolded: "You can get out of here.
It's over." He casually grabbed her high heels and thrust them out from the side like lightning, pricking the armpit of Feng Jinbiao who was about to attack. The guy screamed in pain.
Ji Meijia did a backflip and landed on the ground. She scolded, and she and Qian Wangduo attacked again at the same time.
The three Shenhan sect leaders were fighting fiercely with Ximen Lang. The shouts in the forest attracted the attention of the guards scattered throughout the Hu family compound. Dozens of people shouted and surrounded them.
"If there's an emergency, everyone, hurry up and get there."
"In the woods..."
When Ximen Lang heard the noise, he jumped up and kicked out two consecutive kicks in mid-air, kicking Ji Meijia and Feng Jinbiao away. The poisonous dragon thorn flashed with cold light and stabbed Qian Wangduo's right shoulder again. It also penetrated, forming a
A bloody hole.
Qian Wangduo's face was like gold paper, and he screamed in pain. He didn't dare to fight anymore, so he turned around and ran away.
A group of Guardsmen rushed into the woods with flashlights. Under dozens of bright lights, they saw a man in black with a vampire mask on his face. The few people running in the lead hurriedly raised their pistols and clasped their hands.
Move the trigger.
Ximen Lang did not dare to neglect, so he rose into the air like a big black bird, dodging the flying bullets, and used his magic skills to fly back and forth between the big trees. Several ups and downs had already occurred.
Out of the woods. "Damn it, I'd better grease the soles of my feet and run away first." He cursed in his heart and ran south quickly.
The guards in the woods shouted and chased them out, but because Ximenlang was so fast, they had already been thrown more than twenty meters away.
"That guy ran south, hurry up and chase him."
"We can't let him run away..."
Many members of the Guards fired their guns at the black figures in front of them while running. Bullets flew everywhere, and the crisp sound of gunfire was extremely harsh at night.
Ximen Lang ran wildly, and he could only hear the bullets whizzing past his ears, which made him feel thrilling. Damn it, guns don't have eyes, so be sure not to hit me.
In front, seven members of the Guards heard the gunshots and were rushing towards them. The light of the flashlight was swinging wildly, but what it illuminated was a guy with a ferocious face and fangs that looked like a ghost. When these people were stunned, Ximen
The waves rushed in front of them like a high-speed train
, at that time, the two guardsmen were knocked up like kites with broken strings, flying up and landing on the ground more than ten meters away. The two of them had the same symptoms, almost all their ribs were comminuted fractures, and their bodies became flat.
Yes, his mouth was open, blood was flowing out continuously, and he was dying.
Like the wind, Ximen Lang's figure flew past, and in just a blink of an eye, he ran over thirty meters away at an incredible speed.
The other five members of the Guards looked surprised. Then they turned around, shined their flashlights, and fired at the smaller and smaller shadow. However, the distance was too far and the visibility was extremely poor. They were not sharpshooters, so how could they
hit.
At this time, Ji Meijia, who had already put on her skirt carelessly, Qian Wangduo and Feng Jinbiao, who were all covered in blood, led a group of personal guards and chased them.
Ji Meijia asked the five guards on the opposite side with an angry face, "Where are the people? Where did they go?"
A round-faced guard hurriedly replied: "We didn't stop him. That guy knocked us two away and ran away."
"Damn, what a bunch of useless snacks." Ji Meijia was extremely angry and kicked out her bare right foot, hitting the opponent on the cheek and knocking him to the ground.
She kicked her legs very high, exposing all her beautiful white legs. Her skirt slid down, and in the light of the flashlight, the scenery of the group without panties was revealed, which made the guardsmen who saw this scenery marvel in their hearts.
What a big black abalone!
Feng Jinbiao's armpit wound was bleeding freely, and his face was pale. He endured the severe pain and said, "Okay, Sister Ji, don't blame them. That guy's martial arts is very good. The three of us can't beat him, let alone
They are here. There is no point in talking anymore, just chase him quickly, don’t let him get away."
Ji Meijia also knew in her heart that what the monkey said was the truth. She gritted her silver teeth and said bitterly: "When I catch that bastard, I will cut him into pieces." Then she waved her hand and ordered: