Starting from one person Jia Zhengliang

Wang Ai was frightened when he saw Jia Zhengliang let him die so nonchalantly.

As the dignified head of the Wang family, as a senior extraordinary person with profound cultivation, even as an old man with nearly a hundred years of experience, he should not be frightened like this.

But he was frightened by the young man in front of him.

He really wanted to kill himself, he was not joking, and he could do it!

Wang Ai, who seemed to have used every possible means, subconsciously turned his gaze to Lu Ci. This friend he had known since childhood was indeed very capable and was still able to support him at this time.

"Boy, you..."

As Jia Zhengliang said the word "ding", Lu Ci was imprisoned in place with golden light all over his body, motionless.

Wang Ai was so frightened by this scene that he took three steps back. Who else could he ask for help now? Feng Zhenghao? Forget it!

Faced with Jia Zhengliang's aggressive attack, Wang Ai chose to break the window and jump from the building which was hundreds of meters high.

Jia Zhengliang jumped out without hesitation.

President Feng, who had been watching the show for a long time, was dumbfounded. He hurried to the hole to observe the situation of the two people.

The aliens have many tricks, but few of them can fly. If these two really fall to their deaths downstairs of the Tianxia Building, he will have no way to explain himself!

Feng Zhenghao was just about to look outside through the hole when he heard someone shouting angrily behind him.

"What about people?"

It turned out that the immobilization spell had expired, and the golden light around Lu Ci dissipated, and he resumed his movement.

Feng Zhenghao then understood why Jia Zhengliang did not use this immobilization technique during the battle.

While this spell was magical, it could only hold Wang Ai and Lu Ci in place for a split second. In such a short period of time, it would be difficult to inflict any effective damage on such a powerful old monster, let alone against a large number of enemies, one man against two.

Therefore, he chose to use an unexpected effect at such a critical moment.

Assuming that Lu Ci could not fly, Wang Ai jumped out of the window to escape, and he chased out, just in time to separate the two.

But how did he know that Wang Ai would jump out of the window to escape?

At this time, when Lu Ci and Feng Zhenghao were investigating together, they got the answer.

A huge white crane with a wingspan of seven or eight meters soared into the sky, carrying Wang Ai on its back.

Seeing this scene, the two people upstairs recalled that there was a crane painted on Wang Ai’s red bellyband.

At this time, Jia Zhengliang flew with his sword and followed closely behind.

Outside the building, in mid-air.

There was an old man riding a crane with disheveled hair. He used his fingers as a pen and his blood as ink. In the void, his strokes came into being and he drew countless strange birds and flying eagles.

Fighting against these strange birds was a red-haired man, standing in mid-air, surrounded by countless flying knives shining with cold light.

What kind of scene is this, a fight between gods? Soon, it attracted countless onlookers.

Nadutong Company received the news quickly. Several members of the board of directors sat together, watching the live broadcast while calling all employees of nearby companies to rush to the scene.

When the brothers Xu San and Xu Si, who were the regional leaders here, heard about this situation, they were so shocked that their jaws dropped.

The two men drove quickly to Tianxia Group while listening to the scolding from the board of directors.

At this time, Zhang Chulan was still in a coma, and Zhang Lingyu had to stay to take care of him to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to assassinate him.

The Xu brothers could only rush to the scene with Feng Baobao. The only people they could mobilize were the five-member group that had just accompanied Jia Zhengliang on a tour of Neon.

Let’s go back to the battle in the air.

Wang Ai was also risking his life. Painting in mid-air with blood was extremely energy-consuming. His fat face became visibly thinner.

The power of such a life-threatening technique was astonishing. The blood crows and eagles, big and small, had sharp claws and beaks, and were extremely fast.

Every time Jia Zhengliang used flying knives to deal with two or three of them, more would attack him. As a last resort, Jia Zhengliang used Samadhi True Fire again.

Ever since this flesh-colored cauldron was refined, the fuel problem of storing the Samadhi True Fire has been solved, but it does not mean that it can be used casually.

After all, this was stolen fire, and Jia Zhengliang himself didn't know how to make a fire. If he accidentally used too much at once, it might go out.

In addition, the residual soul of the nine-tailed fox is stored in it. Every time it is mobilized, it consumes a lot of Jia Zhengliang's soul and energy.

Wang Ai was seriously injured because of the secret technique he used, but when he saw Jia Zhengliang's face was as pale as gold paper and sweating profusely, his confidence suddenly increased.

With a grim smile, he controlled the white crane to attack Jia Zhengliang, trying to knock him down from the air.

"You're exhausted, kid! Even if you've been practicing Qigong since you were born, and have used so many methods, I don't believe you still have the strength!

You think you can kill me? Die!"

This crane is indeed Wang Ai's personal treasure. When it flapped its wings, a strange wind blew out, sweeping away Jia Zhengliang's flying knife. The crane itself was also blown away and fell to the ground.

Just as Wang Ai was about to win the aerial battle, the situation reversed again. Jia Zhengliang, who fell from a high altitude, was lifted up by a strange sphere.

If you look closely, you will find that the spherical mechanism is triggered, and several long tubes extend out. At the end of the long tubes, there are long needles that pierce several major acupuncture points of Jia Zhengliang. A steady stream of energy is being replenished into his body.

It is the divine weapon obtained from Ma Xianhong, the thief-devouring beast!

If it was used when being besieged, it would have been smashed to pieces by these two old guys. It is just right to use it now.

Seeing that Jia Zhengliang was recovering his fighting strength, Wang Ai reacted very quickly and flew away on a crane.

Jia Zhengliang regained some strength, put away the thief beast, controlled the flying knife, and chased with all his might.

Even at this time, he had to admit that the Wang family's methods were indeed amazing. For example, the speed of the white crane under Wang Ai was so fast.

He was flying at full speed with his sword and even with the help of Hermes' divine power, he still couldn't catch up.

As they flew out of the city and into the less populated suburbs, the two people's flying altitude became lower and lower.

Jia Zhengliang noticed that the color of Wang Ai's white crane was getting lighter and lighter, which was a sign of dissipation.

Wang Ai noticed that some company personnel were setting up a checkpoint on the ground ahead. A group of employees, armed with anti-aircraft weapons, were aiming at the two men in the sky.

I can't hit you when the altitude is too high, and I don't dare to hit you when there are too many people. Now that we have flown to the suburbs, the altitude has also decreased. If I don't shoot you two down, do you really think the company is a pushover?

Wang Ai knew that if he flew forward, the company would definitely judge him as refusing to cooperate and would enforce the law on the spot.

So he chose to land nearby, disband Bai He, and trotted all the way to the company for help.

"Save me! Save..."

When Jia Zhengliang saw Wang Ai fall to the ground, he adjusted his direction and rushed towards him at the fastest speed.

With a wild roar, Jia Zhengliang's muscles swelled up, and the rolling demonic energy condensed into substance.

At this moment, the great demon Wuzhiqi, the ancient water ape, and the ape god possessed him.

"Old man, no one can save you!"