Tang Wan'er's figure gradually drifted away until it condensed into the last point of light.

The two men who were originally incompatible, fell to the ground and breathed heavily at the moment when the symphony of wind and rain were restored to the night sky. All their expressions were calm and vigorous, at the cost of overdrawing the last remaining energy. Now that they relaxed, they naturally had to rest in a hurry.

But after just breathing seven or eight breaths, the two looked at each other coldly again.

The instant alliance was just to survive meaningfully and kill the other party better. This could not eliminate the two's past grudges and hatred tonight. They were like arrogant and conceited trapped beasts, willing to bite each other slowly until they died, rather than being killed by someone.

Both sides were testing whether the other party was really exhausted and unable to fight again. If they saw the opponent's face at all, the opponent would rush forward with a thunder attack to make the final attack. Ouyang Wuhua's right hand was slightly sunk, and the thin knife was facing Chu Tian sideways, and his eyes gradually condensed with a strong murderous intent.

Chu Tian also stretched out his right hand, and the Hongming sword, who had not drunk blood for a long time, jumped in his hand.

Chu Tian, ​​with a cold face, appeared like a ghost, and at a speed faster than the wind, it emerged from the heavy rain. The Minghong sword in his hand was as fierce as lightning, roaring down from the side and slashing towards Ouyang Wuhua's neck. At this moment, thoughts became a time-consuming luxury.

All movements are entirely based on subconscious instinct.

Ouyang Wuhua used all his strength and rushed forward. His sudden movement was like a person stepping on a stone and suddenly falling down. The thin knife in his hand emerged from where he threw it, and ejected backwards.

Ouyang Wuhua was not sure about this attack at all.

It depends entirely on feelings, and this feeling will determine his life and death.

"when!"

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the lingering sound lingered. The thin knife that came flew with the sharp edge of the Minghong Zhan blade, which was flashing and striking. The sparks burst into the air and emitted a pungent and burning smell. Chu Tian felt a shock in his hand, and felt a numbness after being electrocuted.

The thin sword that was shot in rapid success had unexpected power. The Minghong sword in his hand was hit half an inch away. It was pressed against Ouyang Wuhua's forehead and a gap of more than two inches long was pierced, revealing a white skull, dripping blood, but not doing its best.

This was a bit beyond Chu Tian's expectations.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Wuhua was pierced by himself and even fought with the Tang family's children, and could still escape his life under his own killing attack. This guy's real strength is really amazing. Although he is weak, he is actually like a dying Xiaoqiang.

Chu Tian followed closely and the Minghong sword in his hand drew a mysterious arc and stabbed it again. It was so powerful that even the Minghong sword made a "chi" sound of breaking the sky and breaking the rain during the operation and transformation. This time, Chu Tian chose the target of Ouyang Wuhua's throat.

Ouyang Wuhua's body was rotating rapidly on the ground.

This kind of adjustment of body shape is the most important test of a person's ability to control his body, not to mention in this heavy rain, while Ouyang Wuhua gives people a sense of agility of dancing. It is obviously a duel of life and death, but his movements have indescribable fluency and beauty.

In contrast, Chu Tian's movement was like a cheetah rushing to eat in the jungle. The Minghong sword with a little cold star was the invincible claws of the cheetah, while Ouyang Wuhua was like a giant python rolling on the ground, and the thin sword jumping in his hand was his fangs.

The two swords collided in the air again, and then the two fell backwards.

After half a breath of fighting, both of them were exhausted and unable to fight again. However, reality had to let them die. Ouyang Wuhua wanted to kill Chu Tian to avenge his sister, and Chu Tian wanted to kill Ouyang Wuhua to win his own survival. The two of them had the same intention.

Just when both sides wanted to fight to death again, a shrill siren broke through the air, and both of them were shocked, which showed a hint of resurrection and a regret of not sending each other to hell. But no matter what, all choices must be completed in two or three minutes.

After this time, the police will arrive.

Ouyang Wuhua looked slightly hesitant, but before he could think about what to do, Yukong heard the sound of his clothes breaking out of the air again. Several powerful auras came from far away. Chu Tian, ​​who also observed the change, turned his head and looked at him. Tian Yangsheng, Nie Wuming and others had already jumped nearly ten meters away!

Ouyang Wuhua's eyes flashed with shock. He did not expect that Tian Yangsheng and others could still be alive. He had weighed their life and death before attacking Chu Tian, ​​and even waited for five or six minutes to observe that they had no movement before rushing over. After all, it was probably a disaster that had not been reacted for so long after the explosion.

Unexpectedly, they appeared at this time, and Ouyang Wuhua, who was seriously injured, could no longer remain calm.

He was not concentrating enough and his abdomen was painful. He supported the ground with one hand and leaped back. He jumped two or three times and was more than ten meters away from Chu Tian. When Nie Wuming and others stood beside Chu Tian, ​​Ouyang Wuhua was already thirty meters away. Chu Tian did not pursue him from beginning to end, and just watched him escape indifferently.

The cannon brothers naturally determined that it was the enemy, and took out a short gun and aimed at the shadow without saying a word.

With their skills and shooting skills, it would be of course no effort and no suspense to knock down Ouyang Wuhua, who was only a few dozen meters away, but Chu Tian waved his hand to stop them: "Don't shoot! Just let him live for half an extra night, now the police are about to arrive here!"

"We must leave quickly or we will cause a lot of trouble!"

Nie Wuming frowned slightly, but said nothing.

The artillery brothers nodded obediently, and they also heard the shrill sirens getting closer and closer, so they quickly went to find a vehicle to leave the Jinshan Cemetery before they even had time to greet them. Chu Tian took advantage of this gap and walked to Xu Xixi and stood a door panel above her head to block the rain.

Xu Xixi's face was pale and bloodless, but her spirit was still there.

She glanced over Chu Tian's eyes and sighed softly: "Thank you! Save my life! I swear here that all our previous grievances have been written off, and as long as you do not violate the fundamental interests of the Secret Service in the future, we will never make things difficult for you, and may even be friends."

Chu Tian burst into a warm and confident smile and replied meaningfully: "Okay! Just say it! As long as the Secret Service does not come to provoke me, we will not be enemies with you. My enemies in Taiwan are already in chaos, and you are asking for trouble!"

After saying that, Chu Tian was about to turn around and leave!

Xu Xixi suddenly remembered something, took out something from her arms and handed it to Chu Tian: "Wait, Chu Tian, ​​there will be such a drastic change here tonight or even a large-scale explosion. The government will investigate outsiders everywhere in martial law. This is the pass of the Secret Service and my business card. I hope it can help you!"

Chu Tian took it without pushing it, nodding and responding: "Thank you!"

The cannon and the others quickly drove the car over. Chu Tian waved to Xu Xixi and got in like a raccoon. Then he stepped on the accelerator and left in a flash, almost passing by the police car that rushed into the door. Even so, the police car and someone looked at the car.

Chu Tian leaned on the seat, took a deep breath and said, "You're okay if you fall down?"

The earth cannon, who was injured while lying in the passenger seat, responded with lingering fear: "Young Marshal, fortunately you pushed us into the pit, but it was not a swimming pool, but a septic tank being built. The heavy rain filled the entire pit with water, so we were not injured when we fell down!"

Chu Tian laughed silently, and it turned out to be a septic tank that was not put into use!

Speaking of this, the dizuo's decisive words added: "We just fell in and before we could dive up, we heard a loud sound of rocks falling into the water. What a big guy, a large ceiling hit the pit, covering the entire pit tightly, almost burying the six of us alive!"

The cannon reached out and slapped his brother's head, took the topic and said, "You should thank the ceiling, otherwise we would have been buried alive by broken bricks. Young marshal, when we tried our best to dig it out from the side, we found out..."

"There are at least two thousand kilograms of gravel and soil on the ceiling, which is enough to bury us!"
Chapter completed!