Chapter 755: Tears in the Sky

He Shang has pre-stored the information. Once he feels that things are out of his control, he will find a way to send the information out first. The boss is his backbone. TXT e-book download**

After the message was sent, He Shang's momentum changed in vain. He dug his feet into the beach like the roots of an old tree. He grabbed the vine seeds with one hand to attack from a distance, and with the other hand he was wearing clothes and fell close to defend. He thought it through. The four great monks only

Don't attack if you are trapped. In fact, just concentrate on dealing with that powerful young monk.

Monk He Shangdou was undefeated for a moment. Huiwu used the Wei Tuo Palm to attack eighteen times in a row, but He Shang on the opposite side was stunned and defended with a set of skillful Zhanyi Shiba, and from time to time he would use various magic tricks to appear and appear.

Attacking the plant vines, Hui Wu secretly admired him. It is really weird that this kid can use a set of Zhanyi Shibalu to such an extent. Let me tell you how much you weigh.

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Hui Wu's palm technique changed in vain, his palms rolled out, and in an instant it was as if thousands of palms were sprouting from all over his body. Seemingly empty and real, stretching over the mountains, this is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, the Thousand-leaf Palm of Great Mercy and Compassion.

He Shang's expression changed. He saw that there was a Thousand-Armed Guanyin in front of him. The overlapping palm shadows were like an invisible barrier pressing towards him. For a moment, he didn't know how to defend himself. This guy rushed towards him with all his stubbornness.

Brainstorming, he gritted his teeth and pulled out his feet that were stuck in the mud. He used all his strength to rush forward, raised his fists and punched Huiwu desperately.

Whoosh whoosh--He Shang poured all his energy into his fists and legs, and shot forward like a cannonball. He wanted to use a pair of iron fists to smash everything that dared to stand in front of him.

No matter how you come at me with thousands of palms, I will just keep my head down and go all the way. He Shang used his fist as the tip of the arrow and his body as the shaft of the arrow. His eyes were bright and he moved forward indomitably and never retreated.

"What a boy! So courageous!" Hui Wu secretly praised him, but his men were not idle. He slipped past He Shang, who was rushing towards him with his head lowered like a bull, and lightly stamped his back with his thousand-leaf palm.

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The four great monks in formation turned around and quickly formed a straight line, with their palms touching their backs. The top monk stretched his palms flat, and his palms were facing He Shang, who was rushing over.

"Get out of here, motherfucker!" He Shang, whose eyes were as red as fire, rushed forward in an instant, raised his two iron fists and struck the monk in front of him, completely ignoring the wind from his palms behind him.

Bang bang - bang bang! The strong wind that cracked mountains and cracked rocks between his fists hit the great monk's palm, but his unobstructed back was turned into a big cowhide drum by the continuous palm wind, and a strong fishy smell came from xiōng

The saliva welled up in his throat. He Shang gritted his teeth and swallowed it with a gulp. He took another spurt and I swallowed again.

His back felt as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer. He Shang had swallowed countless mouthfuls of blood and felt his stomach was a little full. His strong and powerful fists seemed to have hit an invisible wall.

On the air wall, the wall is crumbling, but it's still just a little bit worse, just a damn bit worse.

The great monk on the opposite side endured the heavy punches that He Shang desperately hit, feeling miserable in his heart. The four-image formation formed by the four people's combined efforts was all damaged. Now that they have reached the end of their strength, the red-eyed boy is still desperate for his life.

He punched fiercely, and there was no way to retreat at this time. The four great monks were either dead or disabled if they relaxed, so they could only hold on bravely.

Huiwu behind him was also anxious. The four Xuanjing monks he had brought here were going to lose their skin even if they died, so he could only use more force with his hands to knock this crazy kid unconscious.

People are sometimes contradictory. You want to get drunk but it's hard to get drunk, you want him to be drowsy but he's awake at the same time. He Shang's mind was already drowsy, but he stuck his tongue under his teeth and bit it fiercely, forcing it to come over and waved.

The iron fist once again hit the great monk opposite, completely trying to hold him back.

Xu Qing, who was squatting in the bushes, also noticed something strange here. He screamed secretly and was about to jump out. He Shang was really starting to fight. If he was allowed to continue, the consequences would be disastrous.

Boom!

The moment Xu Qing jumped out of the bushes, a gunshot pierced the night sky, and a fire flashed on the small earth bag a mile away to the south. Then He Shang's body shook twice and he fell to the ground, covering his chest.

In front of the great monk.

Sniper rifle! There was a buzz in Xu Qing's mind. He never imagined that things would suddenly take such a turn. He Shang fell quietly on the beach. The blood seeping out of his left side was covered by the sand beneath him before it could drain away.

Suck it...

"Damn it!" Xu Qing, whose eyes were cracked, shouted loudly like thunder on the ground. He rushed towards the small dirt bag on the opposite side, and saw a thin black shadow flashing out from behind the dirt bag.

Run into the depths of the night.

Xu Qing's body was like electricity, and he rushed forward with ghost steps. The distance of 500 meters was approaching in an instant. When he rushed to the small dirt bag, he only saw a sniper rifle handle buried in the sand. The gunman had already

He ran to a van that had been parked on the side of the road to pick him up. The car slid open with a click, and he was about to jump into the car.

Xu Qing bent down and reached out to grab the sniper rifle buried in the sand. Now it was too late to aim the gun. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He held the gun in his hand and used all his strength to point the murder weapon in his hand at the van like a javelin.

Throw it hard.

Whoosh! The sniper rifle drew a bright black arc in the night sky, shooting towards the van with fierce wind. To be precise, it should be aimed at the gunman who jumped into the van.

The flash of lightning and fire cannot describe the speed of this moment. Only a soft pop was heard, and the barrel of the sniper rifle had pierced the gunman's hip bone. He didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry before he fainted from the pain, half of his body

It was hung inside the car, and the half pierced by the gun barrel was hanging outside the car.

The people in the car were obviously shocked for two seconds by this thunderous method, but then two gunshots were heard immediately, bang bang! The gunman was kicked out of the car, and the van screamed away and rushed up.

When Xu Qing came, he only saw a brand new license plate, which was obviously a fake one.

Xu Qing, who had a gloomy look on his face, did not chase the escaping van. He turned around and kicked the gunman who was lying on the ground. He was a middle-aged man with a thin face and broad shoulders. He was shot twice in the head.

Bloodshot brain matter flowed out from the bullet hole, his eyes were closed tightly, and the person was already dead.

Xu Qing glanced at the corpse coldly, turned around and flew as fast as possible towards the cold beach over there. Unknowingly, his eyes were filled with tears, regret, self-blame, pain, loss... a variety of emotions.
Chapter completed!