Late at night, only an occasional carriage passed by in Tanyang City.

Vocal music from the music building in the distance kept coming, mixed with sweet laughter.

The two of them chased and escaped, and in a blink of an eye they arrived in front of a pawn shop on the corner of the street.

"You can't run away, put your things down!" Qing Su said coldly.

In terms of running, her movement is obviously slightly faster than her opponent.

Not long after, the two hurriedly exchanged several moves. The figure was eager to get away, but she kept getting entangled.

Seeing that time was dragging on longer and longer, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He immediately threw away the box, stretched out his arms, and started fighting Qing Su with all his strength.

The figure's moves are perfect, the movements are wide open and close, and based on both arms, its offensive and defensive power is much greater than that of Qingsu.

Overall, it appears to be at the level of fifth grade.

After he threw away the burden and attacked with all his strength, Qing Su was obviously unable to resist.

During the confrontation between ordinary moves, Qing Su was not careful and the strength was not accurate.

In addition, Jinpeng Secret Records does not have many confrontational moves. In her actual combat experience, most of them are sneak attacks and assassinations, and there are very few direct confrontations like this.

At this time, if the intensity was wrong, a flaw was immediately revealed.

Bang!

The figure struck her on the left shoulder, knocking her back several steps.

After repelling Qingsu, the figure picked up the box and turned around and ran away.

"Don't even think about leaving!!" Qingsu still wanted to chase.

Suddenly her steps stopped and her body slumped down.

Whoosh!

A black dart passed over her head and was nailed diagonally to the wooden door of the pawn shop behind her.

If she hadn't noticed it just now, I'm afraid it would have been...

Feeling frightened in her heart, Qing Su hurriedly chased the figure in front of her.

But suddenly she stopped again, her eyes staring straight ahead.

The figure also stopped at this time, and slightly arched his hands towards the other man in black robe.

"Messenger!" the figure whispered.

"Is this the proof you said?" the messenger asked in a soft voice. The tone was somewhat neither male nor female.

"Exactly." The figure replied quickly.

"Go. I'll deal with this little girl." The messenger's eyes fell on Qing Su, and they each had two more black cross darts in their hands.

Whoosh!

He suddenly rushed forward, and his figure was so fast that even Qing Su couldn't react for a moment.

When she came to her senses, the opponent had jumped out of the shadows on the right, and a dart silently shot towards her chest.

When Qingsu bent down to avoid the darts and stood up again, there was already a second dart in front of her.

The second dart was held by a slender black hand and stabbed straight towards her, only half a meter away from her.

That's too late!!

Qingsu's center of gravity was unstable at this moment, and she was unable to move and dodge a second time.

Looking at the silent black dart, fear filled her eyes.

Countless thoughts, countless thoughts, had no time to pass by before they burst like bubbles.

hiss!

The dart suddenly hovered in front of Qing Su's eyes.

The tip was only one finger away from her eyelids.

The messenger quickly turned around and blocked the dart to the left.

Bang!!!

Amidst the heavy impact, a silver wheel rotated at high speed and hit the front of the dart hard.

The sharp serrations press against the black dart.

Two huge forces collide and cancel each other out.

The messenger threw it with all his strength.

The silver wheel rotated and slashed into the side wall.

He panted slightly and looked towards the direction where the silver wheel was flying. His eyes were solemn.

"Who are you....!?"

The other side of the street.

A tall figure in black robes appeared under the eaves of the shop at some unknown time.

"A couple of times."

The burly figure gently opened his black robe, revealing a tall body with a black mask underneath.

"Unfortunately, when you appeared in front of me, the outcome was already determined."

call!!

In an instant, the figure stepped forward, and the ground cracked.

boom!!!

The figure burst out, crossed the street in the blink of an eye, and took it towards the messenger with one palm.

In the darkness, the broad palm looked like a stone statue carved from marble, with clear lines and hardness.

"The Flame Emperor Talisman."

"Innate Qi!!"

There was a dull roar.

The palm fell on the dart that the messenger had raised hastily.

The dart broke and fell out of hand.

The messenger's arms were in severe pain, and his legs were firmly fixed on the ground, but his boots were pushed with great force, pulling out two black lines.

A carriage happened to pass by in the street.

The horses were frightened, neighed, and raised their front hooves.

The car overturned.

The messenger's body hit the wall and rolled on the spot to avoid the palm that was coming from behind.

Bang!

Two holes were punched in the wall.

"Return to the source!!" The messenger roared.

The sound vibrated like a bell, and it actually made the muscles and blood in his body accelerate at the same time.

He raised his arms and a series of darts came out.

But all the darts missed.

In front of him, the burly figure just now disappeared.

"On the side!!" The messenger reacted, but it was already too late.

He dropped his elbow, trying to block it.

But his elbow was swung away, and a sharp pain came from his waist.

"you!!??"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of big hands had already grasped his waist and smashed him down.

Bang!!

The waist was broken, and the dart that the messenger finally held in his hand fell to the ground weakly, bounced a few times, and lay quietly on the black stone floor.

Zhang Rongfang let go of the body that was almost smashed into two parts and looked up into the distance.

The black figure holding the box has disappeared.

"It does run fast enough."

He looked at the pale Qing Su beside him.

"Are you okay?"
To be continued...