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That's enough, I thought I could run smoothly, but before the two of them had time to leave, Han Bao and Ye Jun arrived, followed by more than a dozen soldiers.

"Run? Where are you going?" Ye Jun laughed frantically, and Zhang Yang and Xue Furen were immediately surrounded.

"Zhang Yang, we meet again." Ye Jun said to Zhang Yang.

"Last time in Huacheng, you escaped by chance, this time it depends on how you escape." Zhang Yang killed his son, which made Ye Jun hate Zhang Yang to the bone.

Now that he finally has a chance to take revenge, how can Ye Jun not be excited about it? The revenge of murdering a son is irreconcilable.

"Brother Zhang Yang, listen to me, I'll do this later...you just..." Xue Furen whispered in Zhang Yang's ear.

"Did you hear that?" Xue Furen shouted.

Zhang Yang nodded with difficulty.

He knows that everyone is desperately protecting themselves now, and the best feedback to everyone is only when he leaves.

Xue Furen smiled gratifiedly: "More than 20 years ago, because of the weak power, I could only watch your father be buried in Huangquan."

"After more than 20 years, if I can't protect you anymore, then half of my life, Xue Furen, will really be in vain."

"Zhang Yang, you are a potential stock. I believe that your father's vengeance will be avenged in the future."

The "passionate" appearance of Xue Furen and Zhang Yang made Ye Jun on the side really unable to stand it.

"Have you made your last words clear? Is it my turn?" Ye Jun smiled, and then said fiercely to his subordinates: "Come on, give me Zhang Yang alive."

Following Ye Jun's order, his subordinates pulled out their guns one by one.

Even Ye Jun himself took out a pistol, and pointed the dark muzzle directly at Zhang Yang's head. It only took a second for Zhang Yang to die.

Looking at the guns carried by Ye Jun and the others, Zhang Yang was a little dazed. This is the commercial street of Shanghai. Even though it was night, there were still people there.

Now there are nearly a hundred people gathered here, and the huge momentum will definitely attract the attention of outsiders. If they shoot, it will definitely cause panic.

Isn't Ye Jun afraid? !

Zhang Yang didn't know that before this operation, Ye Jun had approached the chief of the Shanghai Police Department and asked him to issue a statement in advance, saying that there would be a military exercise at about xx in Shanghai tonight, so that everyone would be closed. not out.

So even if the artillery fire is raging now, as long as the public property is not damaged, everyone will think it is a drill.

"Run!" Just when Ye Jun was self-righteous, Xue Furen spoke suddenly, and then two smoke bombs were thrown out of Xue Furen's hands.

Immediately, Ye Jun and others were trapped in the smoke, and they couldn't see anything in the whiteness.The moment the smoke bomb hit the ground, Zhang Yang disappeared in place.

Just now Zhang Yang had made an agreement with Xue Furen, and Xue Furen found an opportunity to throw smoke bombs to create time for Zhang Yang to escape, and Zhang Yang just ran away and it was over.

Using the smoke bomb as a signal, Zhang Yang instantly disappeared in place. Now he only needs to go to the abandoned factory. When he arrives at the abandoned factory, someone will help Zhang Yang evacuate from the magic city.

"No, chase me!" Ye Jun realized that the situation was not good when his eyes were covered by a white mist.

Zhang Yang is a rather cunning person, and his son Ye Shaofeng has suffered a lot from Zhang Yang's hands, including the last time at Huacheng Railway Station, Ye Jun also saw Zhang Yang's cunning.

But it seemed too late, Zhang Yang had already boarded a jeep, stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep turned into a shooting star in the dark night and galloped away.

"Chase them all!" Ye Jun took the lead in a jeep and chased in the direction Zhang Yang left.

Followed by Ye Jun's subordinates, six or seven jeeps immediately followed Ye Jun, all chasing Zhang Yang who was leaving.

Looking at the pursuers behind Zhang Yang, Xue Furen murmured to himself: "What has to be done has been done, and the rest is up to your own good luck."

The screen returns to Xuanji and the Lord of Shadow Stream.

The two have already reached the suburbs. From the inseparable inseparable at the beginning to the swift and lightning speed now, the excitement cannot be described in words.

"Dark night, Myriad Manifestations Umbrella!" Under the mask, the Lord of Shadow Stream gestured with both hands, and the entire space was filled with blood in an instant.

The blood-colored umbrellas are closed. Different from ordinary umbrellas, these umbrellas are extremely spiritual. Not to mention blood-red rays of light all over the body, they are also sharp.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as blowing hair and breaking hair, cutting iron like mud.

Turning to Xuanji, he was still unhurried, as if there was nothing to worry about the overwhelming Thousand Chance Umbrellas.

After only five suctions, the number of blood-red Myriad Chance Umbrellas increased several times, filling the entire space in an instant.

If these Myriad Manifestations Umbrellas were launched at the same time, no matter who they were, they would be smashed to pieces.

When Cao Cao arrived, the Lord of Shadow Stream flicked his hand lightly, and countless Thousand Chance Umbrellas swarmed towards Xuanji like raindrops.

Not surprisingly, Xuanji was smashed into a sieve by the Thousand Chance Umbrella, just when the Shadow Stream Master thought he had the chance to win.

Xuanji made a move without any response.

"Lore, Soul Devouring Palm!" Xuanji murmured softly at the corner of his mouth, and immediately a blue flame rose into the sky, and Xuanji, who was wrapped in flames, took over these Thousand Chance Umbrellas palm after palm.

That's right, it is indeed empty-handed and empty-handed!The Soul Devouring Palm wrapped in blue flames abruptly took over the Scarlet Myriad Chance Umbrella.

I saw these Myriad Chance Umbrellas disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the wrapping of the Soul Devouring Palm.

This is not over yet, I saw that Xuanji was picking up the plate faster and faster, and the naked eye couldn't keep up with the speed of Xuanji's waving.

The only thing that can be seen is that among the tens of millions of Thousand Chance Umbrellas, not a single one is contaminated with mystery.

On the contrary, the mystery solved all these Myriad Chance Umbrellas without missing a beat.

This made the blue color of the Shadow Stream Lord ugly. I thought Xuanji couldn't keep up with his rhythm, but who knew that Xuanji not only kept up, but also slapped himself back.

"How did you take my attack?" The Shadow Stream Master had an unbelievable expression on his face.

Xuanji is obviously the strength of the early stage of Xuanji, and this is the data three years ago. At that time, he was also at the early stage of Xuanji, and he was indistinguishable from Xuanji Mingye.

It has only been three short years, and he has already broken through the early stage of the Mysterious Rank, and reached the middle stage. The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella is the product obtained by the Lord of Shadow Stream in the early stage of breakthrough.

He thought that with his current strength, he could crush the two elders Xuanming, but he didn't expect that his trump card, the Thousand Chance Umbrella, would be so easily neutralized by Xuanji.

Although they are both of the Xuan level, the Shadow Stream Master is still one level higher than Xuanji.Even though there is only a small gap between the early stage and the middle stage, the gap is not sporadic.

Let's put it this way, for two people who are both at the Mystic Rank, the person at the middle Mystic Rank can fight ten early Mystic Ranks, and the late Mystic Rank can fight ten middle Mystic Ranks.

Among them, the interval between each small period is very different. Under my all-out efforts in the middle stage of Xuanji, I still can't hurt Xuanji by a single point. It is conceivable that Xuanji's strength is at least.

So it is not known how much the surprise in the Lord of Shadow Stream's heart was.

"You think you have made a breakthrough in your cultivation in the past few years?" The blue flame slowly disappeared from Xuanji's hand.