readytorunbook Chapter 503 Angry, Steel Cage
Chapter 503 Angry, Steel Cage
The iron cage is made of tempered glass, thick and strong, and cannot be destroyed by Common weapons, but it is of no use to Li Ang.
He waved his arm lightly, and the tempered glass shattered with a crash.
Then Li Ang dragged the unconscious Shen Biqin out.
"Grandma, why did you come down?"
"Where is this place?"
"Are you OK?"
As soon as he appeared, Li Ang asked the old woman.
Nangong Youyou looked at her mother with relief, Li Ang cared about her, and her mother was naturally happy.
"It's okay, it's just a beast."
The old woman waved her hand: "You send her to the hospital for treatment first, otherwise there will be hidden dangers."
"Thank you mother-in-law."
Li Ang smiled, turned around and walked towards the taxi with Shen Biqin in his arms.
He knew the existence of this underground secret room and that it was connected by an underground waterway, so he left without hesitation holding his mother.
Nangong Youyou wanted to say something, but finally followed with a sigh.
She knew the old woman's attitude towards own, and she also knew that her mother didn't want to owe him any favors, so she could only let them toss.
"Woo--"
Before the taxi drove into the apartment, Li Ang stopped suddenly and turned to look at an alley.
In his field of vision, a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back slowly approached Own's field of vision.
"Wang's Sword Cultivator?"
Seeing the middle-aged man's face, Li Ang's nerves tensed instantly: "Wang Qiaochu sent you here?"
"That's right!"
"I came here today, in addition to taking back the Seven Star Life Renewal Pill, I also took you down to see a scene."
The middle-aged man said indifferently: "I hope you can have the opportunity to become its owner."
His words were brief but revealed his killing intent: "Otherwise you will be buried here as a corpse!"
"So arrogant?"
Li Ang's eyelids twitched, he felt the danger of the middle-aged man.
But he still maintained his strength: "What are you? What is Wang's Sword Cultivator?"
"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that you have no right to fight against the young master."
The middle-aged man's voice sank: "All you have to do is cooperate, so as not to be killed or disabled by me."
Li Ang sneered: "Not only do I want to fight against Wang Qiaochu, I also want to kill your so-called young master."
"presumptuous!"
The middle-aged man became angry when he heard the words, raised his right hand, and drew out a sword, which immediately burst into bright light.
With a vertical movement, he slashed at Li Ang's head with his sword.
Li Ang took a step sideways, dodging the imposing blow of the opponent.
He grasped the oolong gun and shouted: "Go away!"
The oolong gun roared and stabbed out.
"Ding!"
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he put his hands horizontally against the stabbing oolong gun.
A force struck him, making his mouth numb and almost fell to the ground.
He couldn't help shouting: "Monster!"
Li Ang laughed loudly: "Daddy is a hundred times stronger than you imagined!"
The middle-aged man roared, "You're courting death!"
Then he jumped up and bullied Li Ang again.
Only this time, his Movement Technique suddenly slowed down a lot, like an old man in his twilight years.
But his moves were fierce, and his offensive was even crazier. His sword was as fast as a shooting star, and he aimed straight at Li Ang's throat!
"when!"
Li Ang swung his own gun for a block.
The sound of metal colliding was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Li Ang felt a numbness in his wrist, and a huge force.
Although the middle-aged man stepped back four or five meters, he quickly stabilized his body and rushed towards Li Ang again.
Li Ang went forward with a flick of his own gun.
One shot and one knife, one attack and one defense, the fight lasted for a full twenty minutes before stopping.
Li Ang was panting wet all over, his wrists were trembling, but his opponent was also staggering.
Li Ang forced the middle-aged man back with a single shot and shouted:
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man didn't respond, he just stared at Li Ang with cold eyes, his eyes were sharp, like a wolf picking someone to eat.
Nangong subconsciously shouted: "Li Ang, leave him alone, let's go!"
"You can't leave..."
The middle-aged man took another step forward, pressing his fingers on his waist and slowly pulling out a thin blade, as if he was about to unleash his final ultimate move at any moment.
Li Ang pushed Nangong and said softly, "You take mom away, I'll break the queen!"
Nangong shook his head faintly and refused: "No, it's too dangerous!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"I have a measure!"
Li Ang threw the mother and daughter to Nangong Youyou: "Go!"
He was worried that the old woman would come out again, so he really had to explain it here.
Nangong had no choice but to carry Shen Biqin on his back and flee.
She dialed the phone while running.
"Are you ready to leave?"
Li Ang stared at the other party and said coldly: "If you don't leave, you will be buried with him!"
The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "Li Ang, I know you have the ability, and I know you have the cards, but I also know that you can't stop me at all."
"And you won't let your girlfriend go."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "You are reluctant to let her take risks."
"I really don't want her to be in danger."
The corner of Li Ang's mouth curled into a joke:
"After all, I like her."
He stretched out his hand and took out the Fish Intestine Sword.
He didn't want to use this sword at first, but in this situation, he had to use it.
Hearing this sentence, Nangong Youyou's delicate and pretty face flashed rosy.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Li Ang moved, and the Yuchang Sword swung out fiercely.
A streak of white awns shot out from the Fish Intestine Sword.
Against the backdrop of the light, the sharp sword tip exudes a dazzling silver light.
The tip of the sword seemed to have spirituality, it drew a perfect arc in the air, and slashed towards the middle-aged man.
This sword seemed to cut the entire night sky apart.
The eyes of the middle-aged man couldn't help shrinking.
The speed and trajectory of Li Ang's sword made him fearful, so he jumped up with his left leg and quickly dodged to the side.
Just this dodge, his chest was exposed to Li Ang's vision again.
"break!"
Li Ang let out a low cry, flicked his wrist, and stabbed out with a sword.
"boom--"
The fish sausage sword was swept out, just right to hit the middle-aged man's chest.
A burst of brute force made the middle-aged man grunt.
It's just that this palm didn't hurt his muscles.
It's just that Li Ang struck while the iron was hot, stretched out his body, and punched out again.
His speed was extremely fast, like a gust of wind, he got close to the opponent almost instantly.
Without any hesitation, he clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it down.
"boom!"
This heavy punch landed hard on the opponent's ribs.
The middle-aged man let out a muffled grunt, swayed his body twice, and then returned to normal.
"How can you not hurt me?"
"This is impossible!"
The middle-aged man repeatedly scolded: "How can you hurt me at your level?"
"boom!"
Li Ang didn't talk nonsense, and punched again, hitting the middle-aged man's abdomen hard.
"Crack!"
With this punch, the opponent vomited blood and fell flying.
Li Ang didn't stop for a moment, and took another step forward, pressing the Yuchang Sword towards his neck.
The middle-aged man hurriedly raised his knife to resist.
Just as soon as it was touched, there was a click, and the blade shattered.