The gray-robed old man's voice suddenly sank, and his body shot out without any warning.
Jiang Fa's pupils suddenly shrank.
The old guy's speed was three points faster than Shi Chongshan. Almost before he could react, a skinny palm had already touched his chest.
There is no way to avoid it.
Jiang Fa gritted his teeth suddenly, not only did he not dodge, but he turned around and used his back to bear the palm.
"Seeking death!" The gray-robed old man snorted coldly when he saw this, and poured out the power of his palm without reservation.
Bang!
A palm was firmly slapped on the back of Jiang Fa.
The sound was extremely dull, like a hammer hitting fine steel.
The old man in gray robe felt his palm shake, and a huge force of shock came from the opponent's back, making his fingers numb.
His expression suddenly changed. "This kid's physical body..."
Before the thought came to an end, Jiang Fa had already flown forward with the power of this palm.
There was severe pain in his back, and blood surged in his chest, but his feet had little impact. Instead, he accelerated forward with the power of that palm.
Wind-Chasing Steps was driven to the extreme at this moment, and his figure was like a black meteor thrown by a trebuchet, hitting the west wall.
The old man in gray robe instantly saw through his intention, and his face turned pale. "You want to run away with the power of my palm? What a dream!"
He kicked off his feet, gravel flying under his feet, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and chased after him.
But he was always a beat too slow, and Jiang Fa had already hit the west wall first.
Boom!
He forcefully knocked out a large hole about ten feet wide in the courtyard wall made of blue bricks, and the bricks and stones collapsed like rain.
Jiang Fa passed through the hole in the wall without losing momentum. Instead, he used this momentum to escape at a faster speed. His figure at this moment simply turned into a black lightning, and his speed was even much faster than the old man in gray robe.
In less than a moment, as he took a few breaths, he disappeared from the sight of the old man in black robe.
"Chase! Chase me!" The angry roar of the gray-robed old man came from behind.
Jiang Fa didn't look back, and speeded away in the direction the two girls left earlier.
Behind him, whistles sounded all over the Wang Family mansion, torches swayed, and dozens of black shadows poured out from all directions, converging toward the west wall.
The old man in gray robe stood in front of the hole in the wall, his face so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
He looked down at his slightly trembling right palm, and a purple bruise was clearly visible on his palm.
"What a hard body..."
He murmured in a low voice, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. "Who is this person? Is there anyone in the little Qingshan County who can temper his body to this extent?"
Jiang Fa plunged into the depths of the night, not daring to rest for even a moment.
The shouts coming from the direction of the Wang Family mansion behind me are getting farther and farther away, and the light of the torch is also blocked by the layers of roof ridges, gradually becoming blurred.
He turned seven or eight alleys, climbed over two low walls, and finally got into an alley filled with debris, and then he took a few breaths while holding on to the wall.
There was a burning dull pain in my back,
Although the palm of the old man in gray robe did not hurt his internal organs, it bruised the skin and flesh on his back.
He moved his shoulders, and the joints creaked. Fortunately, his muscles and bones were intact. Now his body could withstand Peak Transforming Force's blow. Although he was embarrassed, it was not fatal, and could only be regarded as a minor injury.
"It's so dangerous." He whispered to himself and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
If it weren't for the power of that palm, his speed would be nearly twice as fast as when he ran away with all his strength. With that old thing's ability, he might not be able to get rid of him.
At this moment, two very light knocks on the wall suddenly came from the alley.
Jiang Fa followed the sound, and Gu Qingyan leaned half out of the darkness and waved to him.
Tang Jin'er followed her, the ash on his face was washed away by sweat, revealing his small face with white streaks and black streaks underneath.
"This way."
Gu Qingyan lowered his voice.
Jiang Fa walked over quickly, she didn't say much, she just led Jiang Fa and the two of them carefully along the alley towards the east of the city.
After walking for about half an hour, the three of them arrived at a low residential area in the east of the city.
This is one of the oldest urban areas in Qingshan County. The houses are low and dilapidated, and the lanes are narrow and winding. Most of the residents are poor people and migrant porters.
Gu Qingyan imitated two cat meows outside the door.
A rustling sound soon came from inside the door, and then the door was gently opened, revealing a thin crack.
"Senior Sister Gu!"
A surprised female voice came from the crack in the door.
The door opened completely, and a round-faced girl of seventeen or eighteen years old poked her head out, it was Pei Yan'er.
She saw two people standing behind Gu Qingyan, and was stunned for a moment. When she saw Jiang Fa's face clearly, the expression on her face suddenly became a little strange.
"Jiang Fa?"
Pei Yan'er opened his mouth and looked at Gu Qingyan, but hesitated to speak.
"Let's talk after we go in."
Gu Qingyan didn't explain much and pulled Tang Jin'er into the hospital.
Jiang Fa followed behind, scanning the house with his eyes.
The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the stone steps are covered with moss. Although the doors and windows of the main hall are damaged, they have been hastily repaired with wooden boards inside, and rags are stuffed in the gaps, obviously to prevent the light from leaking out.
Gu Qingyan led the three people through the patio and opened the ajar door of the main hall.
A large oil lamp was lit in the room, and its dim yellow light illuminated the shadowy figures sitting or lying in the hall.
Jiang Fa glanced over, and his heart moved slightly.
There were more than a dozen people sitting or lying in the hall.
Most of them were dressed as female disciples and were from the Flying Swallow Martial Hall. However, at the moment, each of them looked haggard and had injuries on their bodies. They had obviously experienced a hard battle.
Sitting in the corner is a tall and thin woman in a green outfit. She is Liu Ying from the Flying Swallow Martial Hall.
She had a bandage on her left arm and her face was pale. When she saw Jiang Fa arriving, she couldn't hide her joy.
"Junior Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Fa nodded slightly towards her. "Senior Sister Liu."
He looked past Liu Ying and landed on the two figures sitting against the wall in the depths of the hall, his brows raised slightly.
One of them has a strong body and a tough temperament. He is none other than Master Liu Family, Liu Mang. The other one is sitting in the corner, holding a silver gun in his hand. Who is Zhou Tai if not Zhou Tai?
The appearance of these two people is not much better than that of the female disciples of the Flying Swallow Martial Hall.
Liu Mang had a thick strip of cloth wrapped around his left shoulder. The strip was covered with dark red blood. His face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Zhou Tai was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and concentrating. There were several holes in his robe, and several wounds on his body were hastily bandaged.
"Zhou Tai? Liu Mang?"
Jiang Fa is slightly surprised.
Zhou Tai opened his eyes and glanced at him, his lips moved, and finally he just nodded as a greeting.
Liu Mang, on the other hand, supported the wall and managed to straighten up, with a wry smile on his face, "Brother Jiang, you are here too."
"Yeah." Jiang Fa nodded in response.
In addition to them, some of them recognized Jiang Fa and greeted him.
More people just watched silently without saying a word, obviously no longer having the extra energy to make polite greetings.