Ding Yang rode on his flying sword and shuttled through the tall buildings. Behind him was a black shadow. The black shadow was like a giant bat that had opened its wings and was gliding in the dark night. It nimbly shuttled between the buildings and closely followed Ding Yang.
This place was close to the edge of Jiang Jin. In terms of division, it belonged to the category of the 'old city'. Xu Shenxing's Sakura Apartment was located near the junction of the old city and the new city.
As long as he could hold on for a little longer, he would be able to reach the territory of that big boss. Then, he would not need to be afraid of the guy behind him.
Ding Yang thought to himself.
But then he realized that flying into the buildings to avoid the person behind him seemed to be the wrong choice.
He had fumbled around for a long time. Finally, he used the copper from Mount Shoushan to forge his first flying sword, 'Flying Star'. It was not known for its agility. When he shuttled between the tall buildings, not only did he fail to widen the distance between him and the guy behind him, he was even closer to him.
If they were in a more spacious place, escaping with all his might might have been a better choice. But Ding Yang was different from the outstanding cultivators like Qin Xingyan. He had only just stepped into the threshold of being a cultivator. Almost everything he learned was by himself. His cultivation methods were also half-guessed. All the cultivation terms were explained by the Taoist scriptures that he had learned. It was not easy for him to cultivate Zhenqi and become a cultivator.
But it was also because of this that Ding Yang's Zhenqi was extremely weak. He could only fly on his flying sword for a few minutes at most. If he ran out of Zhenqi and was caught, he would be in a worse situation.
That was why he consciously led the enemy to Xu Shenxing, the only place he knew about the 'senior expert'.
"Qiu!"
Just as Ding Yang was trying to focus on the intricate flight path ahead of him, dark red light gathered in the mouth of the black shadow behind him.
Then, with a shrill whistle-like sound, several basketball-sized light balls flew toward Ding Yang's back!
"What the f * ck?! A foreign monster can shoot cannons? "
Startled, Ding Yang hurriedly pressed down on his flying sword, barely dodging the light ball that was shooting toward his back.
However, to his astonishment, those light balls actually decelerated after flying over his head and flew towards him again.
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck … He's actually following us?!"
There were missiles in front of him and pursuers behind him. It seemed that Ding Yang was about to be attacked from both sides. Thus, in a split second, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.
Due to the unreasonable planning of the old city, some of the high-rise apartments were very close to each other instead of having sufficient distance between each other. The distance between the balconies of two buildings was less than a meter. One could imagine how narrow the alleys were.
In addition, the people of the Celestial Empire were good at using space. In the gap between the two buildings, there were a lot of messy things, such as clothes, strange billboards, air conditioners …
Ding Yang had never flown on his sword in such a narrow place.
However, he couldn't care less now. The pursuer behind him had a wingspan of more than three meters. It was even more difficult for him to fly in this place. As long as he was careful, he should be able to use the terrain to shake off the pursuer.
Even if it was just a little, it didn't matter because he was already very close to his destination!
Therefore, Ding Yang dove into the narrow alley.
As he expected, the black shadow stopped at the entrance of the alley!
"Success!" He cheered in his heart.
However, before he could savor the joy of success, the light balls had caught up with him!
Ding Yang couldn't help but curse.
Fortunately, although the light balls were fast, their trajectories were easy to predict, so it was not difficult to avoid them …
However, at this moment, Ding Yang felt a chill in his heart.
During his flight, he saw a pair of siblings, about five or six years old, on a small balcony not far from him. The little boy, who looked slightly older, was standing on a small stool. He was tiptoeing and trying to reach a Happy Goat balloon wrapped around a clothesline. The little girl, on the other hand, was leaning on the stool for her brother with a worried look on her face.
When he noticed this, the sharp whistling sound, which seemed to carry the aura of death, was not far behind him.
"I can't let those two innocent children get involved!"
With this thought in mind, Ding Yang twisted his flying sword and sprinkled a handful of small silver beads.
They were sword embryos that were originally intended to be refined into sword pills. However, due to the lack of materials and refining methods, they had yet to take shape.
Ding Yang calmly watched his sword embryos, which were worth more than half a million dollars in raw materials, perish together with the light balls. Then, he frowned slightly.
One of them was missing!
Should he use a talisman? No, there was no time to construct a spell!
He didn't even have enough time to think about it. In an instant, Ding Yang raised his flying sword and took a light ball head-on.
The powerful impact made him feel as if he had been hit by a train. His whole body fell down involuntarily.
Even so, he still smiled.
Even though it was a hasty response, he still managed to block all the light balls.
However, this was not the end.
The sharp whistling sound made his expression change. The black shadow had released a second batch of light balls!
"Run..."
He could only use a hoarse voice to shout at the two frightened children.
But it was all too late.
A light ball went through the little boy's body. His right shoulder and chest were hollowed out. Blood splattered all over the protective glass outside the balcony.
In the next moment, the entire balcony was hit by several light balls and collapsed just like that.
"Cough —!"
After smashing an air conditioner box, a windshield, and a few drying racks, Ding Yang finally fell to the ground.
Even though he had a relatively strong body after becoming a cultivator, this fall still took away half of his life.
But he still gritted his teeth and stood up with the help of the wall. He limped to the pile of dirt formed by the collapse of the balcony.
There, a small, fair hand was revealed.
It was the little girl's hand.
Ding Yang dug the soil with his hand, thinking that there might still be hope.
But there was only one hand buried there.
The little girl's body was still completely smashed. He could only see the blurred flesh.
"..."
A moment later, the black shadow folded its wings and floated down from the sky like a cloak. When it saw Ding Yang standing there quietly, it could not help but be stunned.
"Not running anymore?"
He spoke in half-baked Mandarin.
"Seeing my own kind die tragically in front of me, I pretended that I did not see it and ran away. I will not be able to get over it for the rest of my life."
"So that's how it is." The black figure nodded. His voice was still somewhat stiff, but even so, one could still hear the arrogance in his voice. "If I had known that killing a few yellow-skinned monkeys would make you stop, I wouldn't have wasted so much effort."
Ding Yang tore off the tattered clothes on his body, revealing his muscular body and the curse seals all over his upper body.
"Are you going to struggle before your death?" The black shadow said disdainfully.
"Struggle before my death? I — "
Ding Yang sneered and put his hands together. The curse seals on his body bloomed with a bright white light. Like gears, they began to rotate slowly, gradually converting the vitality in his body into spiritual power.
"I'm going to kill you!"
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