Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 504: Tai Chi Sutra, A Universal Solution

"Pfft!"

Blood spurt!

Li Ang sealed his throat with a sword!

"thump--"

The middle-aged man fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, not looking back at his death, as if he didn't understand how to lose.

Nangong Youyou rushed over and grabbed Li Ang and said, "Li Ang, why did you kill him? What if he was sent by Wang Qiaochu?"

"impossible!"

Li Ang said decisively: "Wang Qiaochu doesn't need to be so devious."

Nangong frowned slightly and asked, "How do you judge that he was sent by Wang Qiaochu?"

Li Ang didn't hide it: "His skill just now is not like a master of Common Rivers and Lakes, but like a Practitioner in the army."

"I once killed three international mercenaries, and one of them was a soldier, so I guess he was a mercenary or an accomplice."

He added: "It's a pity that Wang Qiaochu is too cunning, otherwise I would have taken him down."

Hearing that he was an army master, Nangong Youyou immediately calmed down: "I see."

She was also from a military family, so she knew that Li Ang was not lying, otherwise she would not be able to tell.

"Mom, Tsing Yi Aunt, you guys go first."

Li Ang looked at Shen Biqin, who was haggard but still determined, and said, "I'll stay and die!"

"Li Ang, stop messing around, run quickly, Tsing Yi and I will cover you."

Shen Biqin looked anxious, and grabbed Li Ang's sleeve: "Mom, please, run away!"

"You can't leave!"

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared from the shadows, wearing a black suit, holding a long gun, and looked like a bodyguard.

It's just that the cheeks are red and swollen, and he has obviously been punched.

"Tonight, no one is allowed to run away."

The middle-aged man said hoarsely: "Otherwise I will not only kill you, but I will also cut your mother and wife to pieces."

He also looked into the distance, hoping that help would arrive as soon as possible, but he never saw any movement.

"Wang Qiaochu, I know you hate me, but I'm not against you."

Li Ang looked at the middle-aged man indifferently: "Why do you have to bite me?"

"We have no grudges or enmities."

"Why do you have to fight against me?"

He sighed: "Wang Qiaochu, you should know that killing eight hundred enemies will hurt one thousand."

He wondered if this guy's head was flooded, isn't he afraid that he will fight back when he dies?

Nangong Youyou almost vomited blood when he heard the words, this bastard is too shameless, he is dead, and he is still thinking about the other party's worth.

"Hahaha, Li Ang, stop pretending, don't say that the well water does not violate the river water, even if we fall in love and kill each other, you deserve to die!"

Wang Qiaochu laughed angrily: "Because my father was killed by you, and my grandpa and grandma were also killed by you."

"They wanted to pass on the position to you, but you hypocritically refused, and even kicked my father out of Jinzhilin."

"These grievances, I will never forget them in my life."

He directly expressed his own anger and hatred: "You said, how can I easily spare you?"

Li Ang was startled: "Wang Bacheng is dead?"

He still thinks that Wang Bacheng is alive, so that he has a bit of conscience and won't suffer too much.

Unexpectedly, he hung up.

"My grandparents are dead, my father was killed by you, and my parents are missing."

Wang Qiaochu grinned grimly: "How do you think I should repay you?"

"repay?"

Li Ang laughed: "How do you repay?"

"You said, I will send you a ride, let you go down to reunite with Wang Bacheng? Or kill your parents and make you an orphan?"

"No matter which path you choose, you cannot escape a tragic end."

"Wang Qiaochu, I advise you, it's better to tie your hands together, so as not to suffer more cruel torture."

He reminded: "No matter how bad it is, you can surrender yourself..."

He didn't know what deep hatred Wang Qiaochu had with him, and he didn't bother to pursue the hatred of killing his father and ancestors.

The most important thing for him was to save Tang Ruoxue.

"Hahaha--"

Wang Qiaochu was full of arrogance: "Surrender yourself?"

"Do you know that daddy is in Hong Kong City, except for my second uncle, who dares to touch me?"

"Daddy has everything he wants, and billions of dollars in assets. Tell me, who dares to judge me?"

"And I'm a soldier, and it's only natural for soldiers to carry out orders."

He straightened his back proudly: "You want me to obey the law, dreaming!"

"You are really stubborn, then you can't blame me!"

Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you don't cooperate with me, I can only take you away by force."

After finishing speaking, he moved his steps and rushed to Wang Qiaochu in an instant.

He put his hands on his shoulders, ready to wring his limbs.

"Papa--"

At this moment, several crisp applause sounded in the ears.

Then, several cold lights flashed across Li Ang's door.

Li Ang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly pulled back.

It was just a beat slower, the left shoulder blade was cut, and a bright red oozes out.

He instinctively looked down and saw an embroidery needle.

When it appeared at this time, there was no need to guess that it was Wang Qiaochu's trick.

"Whoosh—"

Li Ang's reaction was extremely quick, and he turned around to avoid the embroidery needle piercing his chest.

But the embroidery needle seemed to be alive, and it bypassed his defense and continued to attack.

And the speed was so fast that Li Ang could only shift his body, letting the needle point that pierced the shoulder blade graze the flesh.

Li Ang couldn't stop shouting: "Damn!"

Although he escaped the fatal stab, he was still in pain and even felt that his entire arm was numb.

"Boy, you are powerful enough to dodge my silver needle attack!"

Wang Qiaochu smiled grimly and slowly raised his right hand: "This silver needle of mine is poisonous."

"It can paralyze and coagulate the blood in your whole body, turning you into a waste!"

With a smirk, he swung the embroidery needle again and pierced it.

Li Ang's eyes turned cold, and he punched out.

"boom!"

The fist collided with the embroidery needle.

Wang Qiaochu snorted and staggered back seven or eight meters, paleness appeared on his face.

He was very shocked, he didn't expect Li Ang's internal strength to be so powerful.

But he quickly stabilized his body: "You still dare to use force, you are courting death!"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Qiaochu flicked his wrist, and the embroidery needle shot out.

"call--"

The embroidery needle stretched instantly, like a poisonous snake, it rushed towards Li Ang.

There was a hint of approval in Li Ang's eyes, and then he moved away from the embroidery needle.

"Whoosh—"

Wang Qiaochu seemed to have anticipated Li Ang's reaction. With a flick of his right leg, he shot towards him.

He kicked in the air with his right foot.

The fierce leg wind set off the yellow leaves all over the sky!

His legwork is extremely tricky and weird.

"Bang bang bang!"

Li Ang had to take two steps back to fend off his continuous attacks.

It's just that Wang Qiaochu's attacks became more and more insane, each move was fiercer and fiercer than the last.

Li Ang hurriedly used "Tai Chi Jing" to defuse the opponent's offensive.

"Whoosh—"

It's just that he had just counteracted two attacks, and a burst of danger suddenly passed behind him.

Li Ang's complexion changed drastically, and he swayed to dodge, but found that he was a little slower to dodge.

An embroidery needle scrapes his neck.

Li Ang felt the burning pain on his skin, and a stream of blood splashed out.