Chapter 520: Escape

Extremely delicate and complex beads of sweat had appeared on Zhang Lingdao's face, and all kinds of fluctuations appeared in his heart because of this, Zhenwu was also a wealthy faction in the world, so the masters above the realm of the grandmaster he had seen were more than a palm.

But this kind of master who is about to fight for life and death face to face with him is really the first time he has met him.

The previous Dongying people were also considered masters in the realm of grandmasters, but under his mental calculation and unintentionality, he was also cut down by him.

But Zhang Lingdao himself knew that such a situation could not be replicated at all, he was already in an extremely angry state at that time, and he was in a good mental state at that time, and he had just been promoted to the grandmaster, and he carried the coercion of heaven and earth.

The combination of so many circumstances, coupled with his seemingly indomitable momentum, caused his amazing slash as if against the sky.

This kind of killing record is enough to be worthy of the word against the sky, even if it is beyond the realm, it may not be able to complete such a killing.

Not to mention that the realm is one level lower, and he has completed this almost impossible task under such circumstances.

Such a situation cannot be replicated, let alone reproduced, and there is no news that he will be violent again, thus shocking the world.

Zhang Lingdao stared at the surrounding situation out of the corner of his eyes, and suddenly, his eyes were slightly stunned, as if he had found something.

However, the trace of doubt in the corner of his eyes was well buried, and no one noticed it, and then he continued to stare at the middle-aged man in front of him, motionless.

But even the slight changes in his expression were fully visible to the person in front of him, and he shook his head very disdainfully, knowing what this meant.

In Zhang Lingdao's changing gaze, he suddenly slapped him and struck an earth-shattering blow in the direction after that!

Zhang Lingdao's complexion at this time had become extremely frightened, and his face seemed to have become extremely pale because some secrets had been discovered, and it was gradually revealed.

Not only that, but those micro-expressions and the power that continues to accumulate in their hands also fully indicate one thing...... He has no way back, and even reinforcements are already in jeopardy!

The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion, and he waved his palm behind him, but he didn't hear any huge crashing sound, but heard a muffled snort when it collided with the air.

He leaned back quickly, only saw a corner of clothes, but did not see anyone coming, he secretly planned, and hurriedly turned around to catch up with the fleeing boy.

But Zhang Lingdao was negligent this time, and he had already run out a thousand meters away, almost using his internal breath at any cost, and carrying Lingyun like a big bird, flying high in the sky.

The middle-aged man shook his head regretfully, "What kind of ability do you really have, why do you want to run away?" ”

He kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, shaking the entire land, and then condensed a sonic boom in the air, and for a short time in a clearing, even formed a strong air pressure!

Under his colossal pressure, the earth and dust suddenly exploded, forming a small mushroom cloud, and his body suddenly rose in the middle of this mushroom cloud, following closely behind Zhang Lingdao.

Zhang Lingdao seemed to be able to feel the terrifying aura behind him, and of course he could also feel the huge pressure brought to him by this breath, and the person behind him seemed to be annoyed and angry because he had been tricked, which was why this happened.

However, although that person was only a small level higher than him, his real combat power was much higher, and even if it was not enough to be truly deadly, it could make him have no time to care about some other things.

Zhang Lingdao fled towards the lake almost regardless of it, he had a medicine in his mouth that could temporarily replenish his internal breath, and now his internal breath was not exhausted, so he could only hold this medicine in his mouth for his life, and he couldn't say a word.

As I said before, Wangshan ran a dead horse, and that short distance seemed to have become a moat in his eyes, and it was clear that as long as he had dozens of breaths, he would be able to cross this mountain and really reach the lake, so as to find his helper.

But during this time, he no longer had any confidence to be able to accomplish such a thing, and the person behind him seemed to be within reach of him, and a scorching and hot wind had gradually touched his body.

Not only that, Zhang Lingdao can also feel some other things, for example, there is a very spicy smell attached to the strong wind.

"Poison Palm!" He was suddenly shocked in his heart, this fishy smell waving out between the palm winds was obviously a sign of poison, and he himself would not be poisoned because of this, I am afraid it can only be this reason.

He must have cultivated a palm technique that directly attached to poison, so that his palm and that palm technique were combined into one, and each palm could wield a highly poisonous palm, but he himself would not be poisoned to death because of such poison.

No wonder he would disguise himself as a peasant and walk on the side of the road, and if he used other professions as cover, the palms of his hands would reveal his identity.

Only a farmer who is a profession with his face to the loess and his back to the sky, from beginning to end, is covered with a layer of mud, and even if his hands are covered with a thick layer of mud, it is impossible to arouse suspicion.

No one could have imagined that the hands that were originally dirty and covered with mud would actually show a little green marks on them.

And such green traces, but also the most important criterion of poison, don't talk to people about colorless and odorless poison, this kind of poison that can really be revealed, has always been huge in taste, and dark in color.

Therefore, after Zhang Lingdao heard this smell, he forcibly pulled out a breath of his own, and suddenly moved forward for a distance, allowing himself to deviate from the fishy smell.

He wasn't sure if he would be poisoned if he inhaled the gas, and he didn't dare to make the bet.

However, because of such a move in the air, some of them could not control their body on August 15, and they were getting farther and farther away from him, which was also good news.

Zhang Lingdao has already stepped on the lake with one foot, and the wooden platform in front of him is in the distance, and there is still a crowd of people on it, flowers and branches, and a large number of flowers are still blooming brightly.

Zhang Lingdao thought that something important had attracted the attention of everyone present, but he never thought that it was because of a poetry meeting that everyone present could not get out.

Zhang Lingdao even saw the figure of Mu Qing, she kept panting, wanting to pass through the crowd around her, and reach the middle to find the figures of those people.

But now the crowd is too dense, and even if the girl tries her best, there is no way to squeeze in.

No wonder, there were no reinforcements here, it was such a dramatic thing, he couldn't help but be a little frustrated.