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Chapter 295 If you want to kill me, just follow me(1/2)

"Whoosh!"

Xu Daosheng's figure flashed out of the back door with a gust of wind.

"It should be the man named Jiang who is here!" Arnold's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly said to Arman: "Gather the brothers immediately, make sure he stays here today!"

After saying that, Arnold also rushed out.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Arman's eyes. He clasped his right index finger and thumb together, put it in front of his mouth and blew hard.

A sharp whistle sounded.

This is the rally call for the Wings of God mercenary group.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous footsteps sounded, and the members of the Wings of God mercenary group quickly gathered and rushed out of the back door with Arman.

Tan Yueran stayed where he was, his expression constantly changing and his eyes flickering.

There seems to be some confusion.

In other words, he was actually scared to death by Jiang Muyang.

He had lost the courage to face Jiang Muyang and did not even dare to appear in front of him.

"call!"

Tan Yueran let out a long breath, clenched his fist and punched the bar, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! If you can't see the person named Jiang die in front of me, how can you relieve your hatred!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he also ran out.

At the back door of the Golden Age Private Fitness Club, there is a long alley, only about four or five meters wide, with residential buildings on both sides. There are a few street lamps hanging on the walls, but the light is not particularly bright and even looks a bit dark.

The alley is deep and narrow.

A figure as tall and tall as a gun stood under a streetlight more than ten meters away.

Under the light, a dark shadow was cast under his feet.

His head was lowered, and his face was covered with a large shadow, making it difficult to see his face. However, even from a distance of more than ten meters, you could feel a sharp and cold aura spreading out of his body.

Like a blade, like a sharp sword, like ice, like thunder!

"Are you...Jiang Muyang?"

Xu Daosheng stood at the back exit of the fitness club, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the figure, and he spoke slowly.

"That's right." Jiang Muyang raised his head, his face clearly revealed under the light.

"Haha, I was just going to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself." Xu Daosheng grinned.

The true energy in the body quietly circulates.

Arnold, Arman, and other members of the Wings of God mercenary group all rushed out at this moment, looking at them with murderous intent.

Jiang Muyang said calmly: "If you want to kill me, just follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Taking one step forward, the person appeared several meters away.

This strange movement technique immediately surprised Xu Daosheng and others.

"Where to go!"

Xu Daosheng gave a sharp shout and chased after him in a flash.

"Deputy leader, what should we do?" Arman asked very quickly.

Arnold thought for a moment and then made a decision: "Catch up! No matter what, we must kill Jiang Muyang today!"

"yes!"

The people of the Wings of God Mercenary Group are well-trained. After the deputy leader made the decision, everyone acted quickly without any objection.

Ten seconds later, four off-road vehicles roared out and chased Jiang Muyang and Xu Daosheng.

Tan Yueran also got in the car at the last moment.



"Jiang Muyang! You can't escape!"

Xu Daosheng's powerful Qi was instilled in his legs, and he was extremely fast. He bit Jiang Muyang tightly and was not shaken off.

But he didn't know that Jiang Muyang did it deliberately.

Jiang Muyang's expression was indifferent and quite relaxed, as if he were strolling in a leisurely courtyard. He looked back at Xu Daosheng and saw that the latter seemed to be unable to cope with it, so he took the initiative to slow down so that Xu Daosheng could always see but could not catch up.

A state that will not be thrown away.

The two of them chased each other and headed towards the suburbs at a very fast speed.

Behind them were four off-road vehicles, chasing after them at full speed.

Soon, they were far away from the city.

Jiang Muyang tapped his toes on the ground, flew up, and flew to the treetops, like a feather, but the treetops were not lowered at all.

His breathing was steady and his expression was as usual. He didn't seem to have run for dozens of kilometers at all.

rear.

There was sweat on Xu Daosheng's forehead and his breathing was slightly rapid. He was not as relaxed as Jiang Muyang at all.

"It seems that this is the burial place you chose for yourself!"

Xu Daosheng stopped and stood, looking up at Jiang Muyang standing on the treetops. With a thought, the sweat on his forehead was instantly evaporated by the true energy.

An innate master with strong physical strength and strong recovery ability.

In just a few breaths, Xu Daosheng had almost adjusted his state back.

"No."

Jiang Muyang slowly shook his head and said, "I chose the burial place for you."

"Hahaha!"

Xu Daosheng laughed a few times, and a wave of air centered on where he was and quickly swept around.

The fierce momentum broke out instantly.

Like a sharp knife drawn out of its sheath, its sharp edge is revealed!

"I have long heard that Dragon City Jiang Muyang is the only genius in this era who can compete with Emperor Yun! Haha, it's a pity that after tonight, your legend will come to an end."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Daosheng's eyes narrowed, and he quickly made a sword formula with his right hand and pointed upward.

"Bang!"

A soft sound.

The strip of cloth wrapping the long object behind him instantly exploded into countless pieces and flew around.

The true face of the wrapped thing is revealed.

It turned out to be a long sword with a simple shape, only two fingers wide, the whole body was light gray, and there were curved blood grooves on both sides of the blade.

The name of the sword is "Weeping Blood", which has a great reputation in the Chinese martial arts world. I don't know how many strong men have died under this sword.

Unparalleled edge, invincible!

Pulled by the true energy, the Weeping Blood Sword shot into the sky.

Then he flipped over again and flew towards Jiang Muyang.

As fast as wind, as fast as lightning.

Murderous intent suddenly appears!

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Jiang Muyang.

"Your sword control skills are a complete mess."

Jiang Muyang shook his head slowly, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and moved them outward.

There was a faint golden light on the fingers, and a small golden lightsaber could be vaguely seen appearing. With the fingers as the blade, a sharp aura emerged.

The next moment.

"clang!"

A sound of gold and iron colliding was heard.

At this moment, Jiang Muyang's finger was like a sharp sword, hitting the Weeping Blood Sword hard, knocking it back dozens of meters.

"Use your fingers as swords?"

Xu Daosheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Immediately he took a step forward, his body's center of gravity sank, and his right hand pointed downwards.

"call out!"

The Weeping Blood Sword suddenly shot down again.
To be continued...
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