"You sleep here by yourself, I'll get a room later. ([] )" Zhao Xuancai, with a dark face, moved his body, flicked away He Xi's little hand holding his vital part, and walked out, stepping out of the washing room and cleaning the room.

After the door was closed, pieces of clothing appeared in Zhao Xuan's hands. Within a few seconds, Zhao Xuan dressed neatly, opened the door and walked out.

I really vomited blood. That night, when the two girls were drunk, he was molested again and again. Who would have thought that after feeding He Xi the hangover pill, the girl was already sober, and something even more disturbing than before happened again?

He couldn't stand the excitement.

Really...

After stepping out of the guest room, Zhao Xuan did not run directly downstairs to get a room. Instead, he walked up the stairs and reached the top floor of the Express Hotel before reaching the guardrail and took out a cigarette to light it. After all, he was not sleepy at first, but was provoked at first.

If you feel angry, you need to calm down.

After smoking a cigarette, the cold night wind kept blowing, and Zhao Xuan finally calmed down and stretched gently. When Zhao Xuan was about to walk back, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look into the night.

of the West.

After taking a look, Zhao Xuancai was suddenly slightly surprised, and his source power fluctuated.

Far, far away in the west, there are fluctuations in the power of the stars, and this fluctuation is very weak and fleeting. If he hadn't been standing on the roof of an empty building now, he might have missed it.

Not to mention, if he were in the room now, separated by thick walls, it would be difficult for him to sense that kind of weak fluctuation.

"The west."

With a murmur of surprise, Zhao Xuan dodged and rushed towards the west like a ghost.

The faint fluctuation just now flashed from the edge of his sensing range, from southwest to northwest, so when Zhao Xuan moved, he also headed straight to the northwest.

There are many high-rise buildings in this area, but Zhao Xuan has no scruples. He uses his body skills to move and jump on the rooftops. The strength of the Earth Lord, even if he does not take off the flying sword, just relies on the earth-grade martial arts and body skills to run rampant, the efficiency is extremely amazing.

At least they are several meters or more than ten meters apart from each other. The gap between the buildings of more than 20 meters has no effect on Zhao Xuan at all.

Swish, swish. Just a few seconds later, the sense that had been lost instantly disappeared into Zhao Xuan's heart.

"The direction is correct. It's about a thousand meters away from here. It's moving at high speed... My skills are okay." As soon as the thing was brought back into the reaction range, Zhao Xuan suddenly felt happy, and a series of thoughts flashed in his eyes.

The source power fluctuation did appear at a distance of about one thousand meters, and the current limit of Zhao Xuan's star power network is only two to three hundred meters, which is far beyond the range that the star power network can detect.

Can you sense it? This is not surprising at all.

The star power can be released outward. Only the Ninth Level Heaven can condense the energy into a gang. Before the Ninth Level Heaven, it was not possible to release it at all, but before the Ninth Level Heaven, Zhao Xuan sensed many good things, such as the Star Soul Wood and the Ancestral Dragon Furnace... At that time, he

It is impossible to emit star power at all, so as long as the star power of some treasures is strong enough, it can be sensed even if it is beyond the range of the star power it can emit.

The coverage range of the Star Power Network is a control range. It is like a person's hands and feet, but the sensing force is just sensing, similar to human hearing and vision.

Zhao Xuan now indeed not only sensed the thing again, but also sensed that it was moving at high speed. Of course, this high speed was nothing compared to him, but that speed was at least comparable to that of the Sixth Heaven.

This skill is comparable to the combat power of an A-level physical master.

While thinking, Zhao Xuan quickly chased him again, but it took another ten seconds before he was completely close.

It took more than ten seconds. This was because firstly he did not use the flying sword, and secondly because it was inconvenient to walk on the roof of a high-rise building. Otherwise, the range of about one thousand meters would not have taken that long at all.

It was only after he got closer that Zhao Xuan suddenly frowned again, not just one person.

Downstairs of a twenty-story building under his feet, in the streets and alleys, two figures were like ghosts, one behind the other, chasing each other, chasing each other through the shallow or deep snow in the streets and alleys in the early morning.

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Running ahead was a skinny young man who looked like he was in his thirties at a frightened glance. He had a long, thin face and a sunny face. He was running quickly through the snow. He was also carrying a travel bag on his back. The travel bag followed the young man.

He was running up and down, and it seemed to be a bit heavy. Because of the high-speed movement, the contents of the bag fell heavily to the bottom of the bag. At a glance, it seemed to be a round thing the size of a football, and it was exactly this thing.

, exuding strong source power fluctuations.

When he was a thousand meters away, Zhao Xuan could only vaguely detect a fluctuation in source power. After he really caught up, the fluctuation was undoubtedly much more obvious and much stronger.

A few dozen meters behind the young man was chasing a middle-aged man in his forties. Even in the cold weather, the middle-aged man was still wearing a crisp Tang suit, with a short haircut and a beautiful mustache, occasionally reflected in the snowy night.

The face that emerged was even more majestic.

The two of them chased each other in the open snow without saying a word.

"Both are A-level..."

Seeing the two people below moving away again one after another, Zhao Xuan did not catch up immediately this time, but stretched out his hand to touch his chin. These two were both A-level masters in terms of breath sensing, and each had different levels of energy in their bodies.

The source power of the stars fluctuates, but in terms of comprehensive aura, the middle-aged man in Tang suit chasing behind him is more powerful, at the peak of A-level. As for the young man who has been running away, his aura is only at the early stage of A-level.

But what I said is true, the young man escaped in such a panic, he must be invincible, otherwise there would be no need to escape in such a hurry...

While Zhao Xuan was thinking, the situation below changed again. The distance of tens of meters was gradually shortened by the middle-aged man in Tang suit as the young man ran away quickly.

Finally, when he was within two or three meters of bullying the young man, the middle-aged man in Tang suit jumped out with a bang, and a pair of iron fists shot forward with majestic momentum. At that moment, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and the punches were not real.

When it fell, the snow on the ground was scattered in all directions.

But the young man was like the wind. After being hit like this, he slid outwards and then slid out again. He circled around the middle-aged man's back and scurried around the middle-aged man like a monkey.

go out.

"Ajian, you can't escape. If you leave your things behind, I can spare your life."

The young man dodged it, but the middle-aged man in Tang attire gave a muffled shout, exhaled and turned around, stretched out his big hand and grabbed it down, but the young man was extremely slippery, and he just opened and closed the middle-aged man, attacking with incomparable sharpness.

Next, he circled around him a few times like a loach, and then used his strength to rush out, flying a few meters away, and then distanced himself.

"Damn it!"

After being pulled away a few meters, the middle-aged man in Tang suit cursed lowly, and suddenly rushed out like a tiger descending from the mountain. The explosive power of this moment also shocked the young man, and he turned again, but he couldn't.

He was entangled head-on with the other side, but he was dodging without hesitation.

call!

boom!

Whoosh!

The two figures staggered down each other. Every time the middle-aged man in Tang attire moved, his moves were fierce and majestic, like a rushing river. Each move was very well-organized. Every time he took a move, the surrounding snow was fluttering, but But the young man was extremely fast and could always dodge under the opponent's fierce attacks.

"Ajian~"

Suddenly, an affectionate cry came out from the two flying figures. It was as gentle as a woman's cry. From the moment this cry was heard, the attack of the middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty suddenly changed. , instantly became extremely feminine, as lingering as a poisonous snake, completely opposite to the previous trend of opening and closing, but the young man suddenly froze with that soft cry, his reaction was a beat slower, and because of familiarity His moves suddenly changed drastically, so even though he was extremely flexible before, he finally failed to react in time at this moment, and was bitten on the shoulder bone by a snake kiss with a pop.

"Bang~"

With a heavy muffled sound, the young man's body was thrown directly into the air, but the middle-aged man flew out again and flew several times in the air, hitting the young man's chest and back repeatedly. Waiting for the vital point, there was a crackling sound of bones, and when the young man hit the wall of the alley behind, he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

On the contrary, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and looked at the young man coldly. He watched the young man fall softly from the wall. He glanced at the young man as he fell. On the wall made of reinforced concrete behind him, a figure that was neither shallow nor heavy was revealed. The dent... It was only in middle age that he chuckled.

There was a gloomy laughter, but Ajian suddenly raised his head after spitting out a mouthful of blood. Although his face was extremely pale, his eyes were extremely ferocious, like a wounded beast, staring at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

"I forgot to tell you that in order to kill you, I not only secretly learned a lot of martial arts, but also practiced ventriloquism for many years. That day, when the old man was reminiscing about the past, I imitated the voice of your damn mother, and suddenly I suddenly Sneak attack..." Although Ajian's eyes were extremely fierce, the middle-aged man in Tang suit didn't care. He just sneered and spoke, looking at the young man paralyzed on the ground, his eyes filled with joy.

Indeed, by now, the life and death between them is almost clear.

However, following his words, Ajian suddenly coughed lightly. He coughed but coughed up a few mouthfuls of hot blood. While coughing up blood, Ajian struggled to stand up, but he only moved his body and coughed violently. He stood up, and mouthfuls of hot blood spurted out at a greater intensity.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in Tang suit felt a sense of joy again. In the joy, the middle-aged man in Tang suit suddenly sneered, "Actually, with your skills, if you didn't escape with the God of War Dzi Pearl, I might not be able to keep you here." It's a pity..."

The middle-aged man in Tang suit smiled very freely, but after saying this, Zhao Xuan, who had been standing on the top of the tall building, suddenly froze, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, the God of War Dzi Bead? No way, could it be? What A Jian has been carrying behind him is actually the God of War Dzi Bead?

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