Beijing Hong Kong expressway.

A vehicle speeding through the night suddenly braked and stopped.

A hundred meters behind them, a rather tragic accident scene was jointly blocked by the highway administration and the traffic police. There were two broken vehicles and various burning parts and tires inside. All kinds of lights were flashing outside the accident scene, and there were anxious figures, behavior cameras and cameras.

"This... How is it possible..."

Xuanyuan Yueshan stared at the broken vehicles at the scene of the accident, his eyes full of disbelief.

"That car... Is the master's car..."

Obviously, the convoy of the central Wangjiang Daosheng to Yujing city was attacked.

Wang Cheng followed Xuanyuan Yueshan out of the car, looked at the mess ahead, and kept restoring the scene in his mind.

First, the rocket attack blasted the car of the central King Jiang Daosheng, and then rushed forward to block the fire

But

Wang Cheng looked for a moment, but his eyes fell on the few blood stains on the road and the broken highway railing.

"Call central Wang."

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Yueshan an exciting spirit, immediately responded and took out his mobile phone to dial the number.

For a moment, her eyes fell on Wang Cheng again: "turn off."

"Yes."

Wang Cheng responded and came to the broken guardrail. Looking down from here, you can see the traces of vehicles and a broken vehicle with thick smoke more than 60 meters away from the highway.

"What Jiang Daosheng took was not his own car, but the car... Therefore, he escaped."

Wang Cheng gathered his spirit and felt it carefully. There seemed to be a faint residual breath on the car, rising and falling, and gradually moving away towards a mountain in front.

"Whew!"

After catching this breath, Wang Cheng's body suddenly moved and ran down the broken guardrail.

Nine times out of ten, the one who attacked the saint of the central King Jiang Dao was Xuanyuan Leng, the leader of the bloody hand sect. Originally, he chased the saint of Jiang Dao to chase Xuanyuan Leng. At present, although there are some twists and turns in the process, as long as the result remains the same, it's nothing to spend more hands and feet.

"Sir..."

Seeing the King City running down, Xuanyuan Yueshan screamed, followed by no hesitation, full of Qi and blood, catching up.

"Wow!"

"Martial arts master!"

Wang Cheng and Xuanyuan Yueshan flew down one after another. If they were shocked, they immediately caused a burst of exclamation from many nearby traffic police, road administration and reporters. Several cameras came in this direction at the same time.

However, it is still four or five o'clock at dawn, and the sky is not bright yet. In addition, Wang Cheng and Xuanyuan Yueshan are at least masters. How fast? Under the cover of trees, the two figures were like ghosts, which made the reporters and traffic police scream.

"Too fast... In such a complex environment, you can run at such a terrible speed. The Olympic champion is weak!"

"Master! This is a real master!"

In bursts of exclamation, Wang Cheng and Xuanyuan Yueshan quickly went away.

Wang Cheng's speed has always been a short board. Among the major attributes, his agility attribute is 4. At best, this number is similar to the martial arts masters with balanced development, and even worse than some martial arts masters with light body method. In this case, he can't get rid of Xuanyuan Yueshan. They basically keep abreast of each other.

This scene made Xuanyuan Yueshan look at it with a sigh of relief.

The body method of the other party... If the quarrel is stopped next, even if she is defeated, at least run away at full speed, the other party should not catch up with her.

The only thing that surprised her was the other party's tracking technique. He seemed to have a clear goal. There was no half stagnation all the way. He rushed at full speed. It seemed that the goal was right in front of her. This method of determining the direction made Xuanyuan Yueshan full of fear.

"Huh?"

A little distracted, a little messy small battlefield appeared in front of Xuanyuan moon mountain.

Several trees hit by bullets, six bodies, and all kinds of guns

But for a moment, Xuanyuan Yueshan's eyes fell on the wounds of the six bodies.

Sword wound.

A sword is fatal.

"It was the master who shot. These people died under the master's sword."

"The king's swordsmanship and eight peerless martial arts are really extraordinary."

Wang Cheng glanced at six bodies.

Two of the six corpses were not fatal at all. It can only be said that they were swept by the blade, but they died directly and were forcibly killed by the "potential" contained in each other's swordsmanship.

The sword power and boxing will are slightly surprised, but they both go the same way. They defeat their opponents from the spiritual and spiritual level. This kind of power is invisible and hard to prevent.

Jiang Daosheng's master, the martial arts association, has always been in the Yangtze River. He has been in the martial arts holy land for only four years. He is vaguely promoted as the first strong man of Xia Yu country. In the final analysis, it is his king's sword skill's use of "potential". This is relying on this peerless sword skill, so that he can win the great reputation of Jiangchuan, let the martial arts association intimidate the world, and make the underground world and evil martial arts retreat.

Wang Cheng once again caught the breath of the central King Jiang Daosheng from the chaotic atmosphere of the scene and pursued again.

Although the terrain in the mountain is quite complex, it can't stop the body shapes of two top strongmen, Wang Cheng and Xuanyuan Yueshan.

In this full speed pursuit, the sky gradually brightened and the dawn came slowly.

When they finally heard the sporadic gunshots, three hours had passed.

In these three hours, they ran 120 kilometers in one breath and saw four battlefields, large and small. Each contact battle ended in Jiang Daosheng's victory, and the number of elite gunmen who fell under Jiang Daosheng's hand also reached 43.

"Damn it... They are consuming the master's strength."

Xuanyuan Moon Mountain panted slightly.

She ran 120 kilometers in three hours and was still in the dense mountains with complex terrain. Even her martial arts master was breathing slightly, not to mention Jiang Daosheng, who had to avoid the sniper of the other gunman when fleeing.

"The central King Jiang Daosheng, together with Ye Tianxuan, the eastern king, ouyanghan, the king of the western regions, Shi Chui, the king of the south, and elberg, the king of the north, are the five kings. They are the strongest in the master's realm. Unless the martial arts master takes action, no master dare say that he has the confidence to win the central king. There are no illustrious scholars under the famous name. Xuanyuan Leng wants to win the Xinghe order in the hand of Jiang Daosheng. He can't be cautious Yes. "

Wangcheng road.

"Xuanyuan Leng!? xueshou sect leader Xuanyuan Leng!? it's this evil evil evil?"

Xuanyuan Yueshan was shocked.

Although the two have the same surname Xuanyuan and are both masters of the five martial arts, Xuanyuan Yueshan has full self-knowledge. Compared with Xuanyuan Leng, who has been promoted to the master's realm for many years, she is obviously inferior to Xuanyuan Yueshan.

"The master of the bloody hand sect, the Taoist saint of the central Wang Jiang, is leaning against the big tree of the martial arts association. It is impossible to investigate the traces of the Dragon hall without bleeding."

Wang Cheng took a look at Xuanyuan Yueshan. It was strange.

The other party actually called him the leader of the blood hand sect, not the elder of the blood dragon hall?

"Blood dragon hall!?"

Hearing the name mentioned by Wang Cheng, Xuanyuan Yueshan was even more surprised: "the blood dragon hall actually exists!? although we have got some one-sided clues, we still can't believe that such a giant is hidden in the shadow today when the Martial Arts Association governs the ancient martial arts world..."

"Do you have a clue?"

"Yes, but later, sir can ask directly from my master. He knows much more about the blood dragon hall than I do."

Wang Cheng saw Xuanyuan Yueshan. He naturally understood each other's careful thinking and was too lazy to point it out.

During the conversation, their bodies had flown by, getting closer and closer to the battlefield where the gunfire came.

However, just as they were about to get close to the battlefield, Wang Cheng suddenly felt something and his head tilted slightly.

"Whew!"

The breaking wind sounded.

The next moment, a bullet roared along his cheek and shot into a thick tree behind him. With strong strength, Sheng Sheng blew up most of the tree, and sawdust flew.

Xuanyuan Moon Mountain in the other direction was also attacked, but because the target of the other party's first attack was the King City in front, Xuanyuan Moon Mountain had such a flash of vigilance. In a critical moment, her body was slightly side-by-side, but Rao was so. A bullet still rubbed her scalp and flew into the distance, leaving a blood mark directly on one side of her temple.

"Ah!"

Xuanyuan Yueshan shouted, and death was so close in a moment.

The blazing heat of the bullet from her head almost suffocated her. With a roar, she soared at the same speed as the King City. In an instant, she crossed a distance of less than 60 meters from the gunman. During this period, she twisted and avoided the gunman's other two bullets with the help of the forest terrain. In the blink of an eye, a thunderous blow had broken out on the gunman.

"Bang!"

Blood burst.

The gunman was shot dead directly and died on the spot.

"Xuanyuan moon mountain is the king fist Xuanyuan moon mountain. The prey reinforcements have arrived. Close the net now."

There was a flustered call from the other direction, and then another gunman flew back at full speed, but he was still unable to defeat Xuanyuan Yueshan, which broke out at full speed. For a moment, Xuanyuan Yueshan was killed again with the force of thunder.

"It's the Zhao brothers! Although they are not martial arts masters, the Zhao brothers have superb marksmanship and use the latest guns smuggled from Wei Longguo. They are powerful and can shoot the master. They didn't try their best to kill the master in order to consume the master's physical strength, but now they know that our two strong players will come to help, they will try their best to close the net. The master is dangerous. Let's catch up..."

Xuanyuan Yueshan was breathing in a hurry. Just now, she broke out with all her strength, which consumed a lot of her physical strength.

In contrast, Wang Cheng.

Physique 9, so that his whole person has reached the limit that the human body can reach, and his physical strength is endless. Let alone running 120 kilometers, his face is not red and gasping. Even if he goes through another high-intensity battle, it is easy. This is the convenience brought by his strong physique.

Wang Cheng followed Xuanyuan Yueshan and approached at full speed again.

Finally, when the two men crossed a small mound again, the two men and horses who were fighting fiercely appeared in front of them.

Wang Cheng's eyes swept over the dozens of figures, and in an instant, his eyes had fallen on a middle-aged man besieging Jiang Daosheng.

The head of the bloody hand sect Xuanyuan is cold.