C164 Pick up
C164 Pick up
Qiu Daokui did have a lot of talented people under his command.
Yang Xuan remembered the weird shadow in the hotel room before and his mouth turned cold. He leaped and was about to catch up to Qiu Daokui when a burst of gunfire came from behind.
Behind him was the Tofu Gang Ship that Yang Xuangaang had just jumped off.
"Yang Xuan, even though I've taken you for a brother, you're actually a spy sent by the police. Today, even if everyone in our Tofu Gang dies here, we will still drag you down with us."
A decisive and resolute shout sounded out from behind him. It was the gentle Jiang Nan, who had always welcomed people with a smile.
Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and didn't change his posture. He slapped his hand and a huge wave formed a curtain, blocking the hornet's nest bullets that were shooting towards them.
"How is this possible!?"
Jiang Nan, Wang Bing, and the other spectators all had horrified expressions on their faces.
Even those at the peak of martial arts wouldn't be able to guarantee that they would be like fishes in water in such a dense cluster of bullets, not to mention that they were able to block the extremely penetrating bullets with just a curtain of water behind them.
Although Hai Shui could block the penetrating power of a few bullets, it was not enough to completely block all the bullets shooting at her.
Yang Xuan, what kind of person is he!? This kind of strength was probably no longer a martial artist on the path of martial arts.
Wang Bing's expression turned dark.
At the same time, the police saw that the drug lords were still not giving up and also fired long-range missiles as a warning.
"Boom!"
The loud sound of splashing water shook the sky. Wang Bing and the White Tiger Gang's Cyan Dragon Gang ships shook violently, as if they were going to capsize in the sea in the next second.
At this moment, he was too busy to take care of himself. Wang Bing also put away his thought of killing Yang Xuan first as he directed the boat and waited for the opportunity to escape.
Without the bullets, Yang Xuan's chase towards Qiu Daokui became smoother. Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Yang Xuan flew up and smiled at Qiu Daokui, who was looking at him in surprise.
Yang Xuan's gaze was directed straight at him. Qiu Daokui's heart skipped a beat, "Why do I feel like he can see us?"
The Magus waved the formation flag in his hand, covering the hull as he retreated. Seeing Yang Xuan pouncing towards their direction with a clear goal, he muttered to himself.
Could it be that this person also understood the path of magical formations? If this person also understood magical formations, then his strength could not be as simple as that of a martial artist.
Thinking of this, the Magus' body tensed up as if he was facing a great enemy. Maintaining the formation, he turned around and shouted anxiously to Qiu Daokui.
"Boss Qiu, send someone to stall Yang Xuan first. Yang Xuan might not be an ordinary fighter, he might be …"
"Dong!" The Magus' unfinished sentence stuck in his throat. The formidable enemy that he was afraid of, whose hair was standing on end, had already jumped right in front of him in the time it took for him to speak.
It seemed like it was too late to send someone to delay Yang Xuan and escape.
"Are you the one who frightened me with her shadow in the middle of the night?"
If it was really possible to scare him, the Magus would not have to worry about how to deal with him.
The corner of the Magus' mouth twitched, and he grimaced.
"Last time was just a small test. Since you came knocking on my door recklessly, you can only blame yourself for not knowing what's good for you."
Magi had their own guesses about Yang Xuan's identity, so they did not dare to be negligent. Seeing that the others were beaten up by Yang Xuan without even making a single move, they were beaten to the ground miserably.
The Magus' body bulged, and his black cloak fluttered like the wind. The ancient wooden scepter in his hand drew strange and mysterious traces in the air as he chanted an incantation, as if a devil had entered his ears.
What kind of spell was this? Yang Xuan frowned as he felt the aura around him surge. There was some kind of stale and gloomy aura around him that swarmed forward.
"Go to hell."
The evil aura surged in the black night sky. Yang Xuan felt the cold aura around him surging forward. Yang Xuan leaped up and the place where Yang Xuan was standing before was corroded by the evil aura into a large hole.
Although Yang Xuan dodged it, the Spiritual Consciousness saw the black temperament that followed him around like a shadow.
Yang Xuan activated his Spiritual Energy Barrier. When he didn't know what the gas was, he didn't dare to get infected easily.
"Ci!"
The Spiritual Qi barrier protecting Yang Xuan's clothes was a second too slow. With a sizzling sound, it actually corroded into nothingness.
"Hahaha... Let's see if you can still act so arrogantly, hahaha... "
Seeing that his finishing blow was effective against Yang Xuan, the Magus smiled complacently.
This was a life-saving measure that he had traded for in a forbidden area for his life. Now, he had sacrificed half of his life to summon the black fog. If he still could not defeat Yang Xuan, then it would be a joke.
The dark and evil aura had always been afraid of the supreme Yang Saint Force.
Yang Xuan had a pure Yang body constitution, and his cultivation energy was also pure Yang energy. Yang Xuan tried condensing a thread of Qi to touch the intertwining black fog.
"Sizzle sizzle!"
The Pure Yang Qi and the black mist collided unceasingly. The black mist was not a match for the Pure Yang Qi. Once it made contact, it completely melted and dispersed.
Seeing that this method worked, Yang Xuan increased the output of the spiritual energy. Very soon, the black mist that was showing off its might a moment ago was completely melted by Yang Xuan's pure yang energy.
The corner of the Magus' mouth stiffened, and his pale face was drained of colour by the black fog.
"How, how is this possible!?" Just who are you!? "
Yang Xuan couldn't even do anything to the deathly black mist in the cold and sinister land. That thing was something even the cultivators of the Eastern Dao Immortal Department were afraid of, yet Yang Xuan managed to destroy it in one fell swoop.
Yang Xuan, who had this ability, was not a human at all.
Yang Xuan waved his palm and directly knocked out the Magus who had been scared senseless. He looked at Qiu Daokui, who was gesturing to kill him, and smiled slightly.
"Yes."
"Still want to kill me?"
Qiu Daokui's lower body became cold, and his whole body shook non-stop like sand sieving through a sieve.
"I, I …" I'm sorry. I, I shouldn't have been disrespectful to you, I shouldn't have plotted against the Tofu Gang, I beg you to let me go … "
Magi were not Yang Xuan's match, and he had also suffered greatly at the hands of Yang Xuan. With such a large disparity in strength, he was naturally afraid of the rat.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Qiu Daokui's heart relaxed. Just as he was about to smile gratefully, he was struck unconscious by Yang Xuan's palm.
Once the salted fish gang leader fell, the rest of them lost their backbone for a moment. They cowered in a corner, afraid that Yang Xuan would notice them and end up in a situation of life or death.
With one hand, Yang Xuan broke through the Magus' illusion and cleared up the sight outside. Qiu Daokui's freighter also appeared in front of the police.
The sky began to brighten. It was time to pack up the net.