Although the bullets could not penetrate the monster's body, they caused it imnse pain. It let out an angry roar, ignoring the golden dragon, and turned its body to pounce towards Lai Xiaole and Zheng Nan.
Song Xiaojia had been busy dealing with the monster, and only when the gunfire sounded did she see Zheng Nan and the others.
"Quickly retreat!" Seeing the monster pounce towards Zheng Nan and the others, Song Xiaojia shouted sharply.
In a flash, as soon as Song Xiaojia's words were out, the monster's long tail had already swept across in front of Lai Xiaole and Zheng Nan.
Lai Xiaole was a bit stronger than the others. Seeing the situation wasn't right, he grabbed Zheng Nan beside him and rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the tail.
The heavily ard police behind them weren't so lucky, as they were directly swept up and thrown into the air.
The monster's tail seed to have great power, and several heavily ard policen were swept into the air and then flung straight towards the exit of the building.
Bam...
The bodies of the heavily ard policen crashed into the glass wall of the building's entrance, shattering the glass, and were then thrown outside the building.
Zhang Wenhui, who was entangled with the Ghost Master, turned his body, a ball of golden light dispersed, revealing himself. His speed was terrifyingly fast, and he reached the monster instantly, delivering a palm strike toward it.
The power of this palm strike was more than ten tis stronger than Song Xiaojia's, booming against the monster's body.
The monster received Zhang Wenhui's palm blow, and its massive body trembled, suddenly flying backward and crashing into the wall, shattering it.
"Girl, get out quickly." Zhang Wenhui drove the monster away, shouting to Song Xiaojia and the others.
The Ghost Master also appeared, laughing eerily, "Trying to escape? It's not that easy."
After speaking, it let out a loud shout: "Yin Space."
A stream of black energy erged from the Ghost Master's body, rapidly beginning to spread, and in the blink of an eye, it had enveloped the entire first floor of the building.
Lai Xiaole and Zheng Nan were surrounded by the black energy stream, feeling as if their bodies couldn't move at all, like being caught in a nightmare during sleep.
The golden dragon Song Xiaojia had unleashed had yet to be withdrawn, frozen in mid-air, unmoving.
Although Song Xiaojia's body could still move, her actions were significantly hindered, feeling powerless in this Yin Space.
Zhang Wenhui shouted, waving his hands in the air, releasing two forces that directly ford a large blue-white net, surrounding Song Xiaojia, Lai Xiaole, and Zheng Nan.
The blue-white net acted as a protective barrier, separating the black energy stream around the three.
Once the black energy stream around them was separated, the three instantly returned to normal. Song Xiaojia imdiately tried to rush toward the Ghost Master but was stopped by the blue-white net.
The Ghost Master flipped around, leaping into the air and delivering two palm strikes towards Zhang Wenhui.
At this mont, Zhang Wenhui's faint golden light had already dissipated, seeing the Ghost Master's two palms approaching, he swiftly retreated while projecting a palm from each hand to et the Ghost Master's strikes.
Boom...
Zhang Wenhui and the Ghost Master, both rulers of the underworld, top masters, collided with a thunderous sound.
The true qi scattered, flying, and countless dust swirled around.
Zhang Wenhui, after taking the Ghost Master's two strikes, retreated, crashing into the wall behind.
"Ksitigarbha, is this all you've got? Today, I'll turn you to ashes and beco the one and only master of the underworld, haha." The Ghost Master laughed wildly.
Zhang Wenhui's face turned sowhat pale. Staying in mid-air, he put his hands behind his back and coldly gazed at the Ghost Master, saying,"Heaven has its way, Earth has its way, how can you, a villain, disturb the Three Realms?"
The Ghost Master laughed loudly, "I am a villain, but what are you? Let tell you, since ancient tis, the victor is king. You're already wounded, who else can stop in this world?"
As soon as the Ghost Master's words were out, a voice suddenly ca from the entrance: "."
Upon hearing this voice, everyone's eyes turned towards the source.
A man slowly walked in through the building's entrance. He looked to be in his thirties, with a refined appearance.
"Fu Xi, the Human King." Seeing this person, Lai Xiaole couldn't help but exclaim.
...
During these days, Feng'er hasn't been idle either. According to the rules of the Kunlun lineage, Feng'er's disciple ought to be female.
Long Deng had good aptitude, but unfortunately, he was male, so even if Feng'er wanted to take him as a disciple, he couldn't break the rules.
Within the Kunlun lineage, it's an age-old tradition of one master and one disciple: if the master is male, the disciple must be female, and if the master is female, the disciple must be male.
By order of my master, I descended Kunlun Mountain to assist Tian Mang in averting the celestial disaster, but lost my soul-bound sword, Break Sun.
This ti, Feng'er entered the world for cultivation, firstly to assist Tian Mang in overcoming the celestial disaster, and secondly to find a disciple to continue the Kunlun lineage.
That girl Ye Ling has been practically invisible since coming to Jiangbei City with a few others, and I have no idea what she's been up to.
These days, Feng'er hasn't been staying at the hotel that Song Xiaojia arranged for him, rather heeding the suggestion of that girl Ye Ling and moving to Jiangbei City's largest, most luxurious Jiangbei Hotel.
No wonder, the Ye family has money in abundance.
Feng'er had just stepped out of the shower, still hadn't gotten dressed, when he heard the ringing of the phone.
Feng'er hurried to find his phone and answered it, only to hear a lot of noise on the other end, followed by Ye Ling's voice: "Feng'er, hurry and save ."
Feng'er was taken aback and quickly asked, "What's happened to you?"
At this point, a man's voice replaced hers: "Kid, the girl is in my hands, if you want to save her, bring one million to Cloudy Bar."
Before Feng'er could say anything, the other party hung up.
Dropping the phone, Feng'er quickly got dressed and left the hotel, unsure of the location of Cloudy Bar, he hailed a taxi.
Fortunately, Ye Ling also ca to Jiangbei City and had given Feng'er quite a bit of money, otherwise he wouldn't even have the fare.
A few minutes later, Feng'er arrived at Cloudy Bar by taxi.
Getting out of the car, paying the fare, Feng'er stepped into Cloudy Bar.
At this ti, it was a little past seven in the evening, and there weren't many people inside the bar.
Feng'er looked around but saw no sign of Ye Ling. A pretty girl walked over with a sweet smile: "Sir, may I help you with sothing?"
Feng'er turned to the girl with a smile and said, "I don't need anything, I'm here to find soone."
The girl paused slightly, then smiled sweetly again: "Alright, who are you looking for, sir?"
"I don't know either." At this point, Feng'er was still unsure of what had happened to Ye Ling or who had kidnapped her, hence his vague response.
Before the girl could say anything, seven or eight people walked out from inside, all looking around twenty years old, dressed in peculiar styles, clearly a group of low-level thugs.
"Kid, you must be Feng'er, did you bring the money?" the one in front, a blonde, asked Feng'er.
Feng'er frowned and asked, "Where's Ye Ling?"
The blonde chuckled and said, "As long as you bring the money, you'll naturally see her."
Feng'er sneered, "You better hand her over, or don't bla for being rude."
This statent undeniably carried a tone of provocation, and before the blonde could react, the young man behind him couldn't hold back and charged at Feng'er.
With one step, the youth threw a punch, as if carrying a force of a thousand pounds, the wind from his fist whistling straight toward Feng'er's chest, seeming to try to knock Feng'er down with one blow.
Feng'er's lips curled into a cold smile, his right hand swiped, sending out a surge of energy, the youth hadn't even reached Feng'er before being sent flying away.
The blonde was stunned, his face filled with anger, he roared and charged at Feng'er.
The other young people, seeing the blonde make a move, were excited beyond asure; though he looked gentle, his moves were vicious when he fought.
"Here it cos!"
A flash of cold light crossed Feng'er's eyes, he stomped forward, his right hand reaching out at a speed like a ghost, akin to a Spirit Snake directly wrapping around the fiercely coming fist, then his left foot stepped before pushing forward with force, True Qi rotated rapidly throughout his body, fully injecting into his left arm, converging together, bringing a sound of breaking air as he fiercely slamd toward the blonde.
Bam!
Seeing the unfavorable situation, panic flashed in the blonde's eyes, he imdiately sneered, flipped his arms, throwing out a punch, energy rolling over him, aiming to cripple this arrogant kid.
The sudden clash of fists astounded him, suddenly feeling a shocking penetrating force transferring from the other fist, whereas the punch he threw unexpectedly felt sore, as if hitting a small mountain.
"What's going on?" The blonde's mind whirled. Surely yesterday's debauchery had been too excessive, he felt drained from those aspiring girls, imdiately his Fifth Level of Body Refining rotated swiftly, gathering at his fist, wanting to knock this pretentious guy down.
But, just as he was about to do so, suddenly this guy's arm turned, his punch instantly hit empty air, seemingly plunging into cotton, strength finding no outlet, then saw Jiang Chen sneer, a sharp wind sound pierced, his stomach ached, bending down, then a strong force from his shoulder launched him like a broken kite, flying far away, blood spurting forth.
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