King of Supernatural Power

Everyone saw the black-clothed man jump down and they cried out in alarm. Because in such a tall building, there was no possibility of him going down alive. If he died, then there would no longer be any clues left in this case.

Because, according to what Zhang Xiaojian said, this black-clothed person was most likely Peter.

Hou Changwu slapped his thigh and sighed.

Chang Fu was also speechless.

However, the following scene caused the few people to open their eyes even wider, because when Zhang Xiaojian chased the black-clothed man to the side of the Roof, he actually did not hesitate to jump down as well.

"Zhang Xiaojian, you are f * cking crazy." Hou Changwu screamed in pain.

Chang Fu then came to the side of the Roof s. Hou Changwu, the two Swat Team leaders, and the special forces who were rushing to the back all laid on the side of the Roof s and looked down.

"Bro, if you can't catch him, then so be it. Why do you have to go through so much trouble just like that?" Hou Changwu laid on the side of the Roof and cried.

In his view, he had killed his own brother, and he had let him down. If not for him pulling Zhang Xiaojian into the picture and asking him to join some other place, Zhang Xiaojian would not have ended up like this.

"Wailing my ass, hurry up and go downstairs." Chang Fu looked for a long time but still couldn't see the black-clothed man and Zhang Xiaojian.

In the darkness before dawn, it was impossible to see what was happening below, but Chang Fu was sure that neither of them died because he did not hear any sound of them landing.

This was somewhat against common sense. Although ten books was quite tall, this kind of free fall did not take too long.

Everyone went downstairs. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the stairs shook the sky.

Chang Fu and the others took the elevator down, and the moment the elevator door opened, Chang Fu was the first to run out. There were already people in the courtyard, and they were gesturing with their hands, trying to say something.

"Did you see two people coming down from upstairs?" Chang Fu asked the police on duty.

"Yes, yes. We were talking about it just now." A policeman said.

"Where is he?" Chang Fu asked.

"Fly, fly away." The policeman stuttered as he spoke.

"Bullshit." Hou Changwu was normally very polite when he spoke, but for some reason, he scolded him immediately today.

Chang Fu also thought that Hou Changwu's scolding was right. Fly, do you think that this is a f * cking mythical story?

Chang Fu had been in the second place for 6 years already. Although he had experienced a lot of weird things, he only had one thing in mind regarding the concept of flying: planes and rockets.

This was what humans relied on for their ability to fly. Other than these two things, flying was still a dream for humans, a dream that did not fit into reality.

The officer who was scolded lowered his head and thought to himself, "What the hell is this? Are you really scolded these days?"

If even Chang Fu could not believe it, Hou Changwu and the rest of the people behind him could even more so.

"Are you seeing things?" Hou Changwu asked.

"…" The policeman did not dare to speak anymore.

Maybe he was seeing things.

Chang Fu pointed to a policeman who was talking to him just now and asked, "What did you see just now?"

"…" The policeman did not speak.

"Speak." Chang Fu's tone was stern.

"When the two of them fell from the Roof, they suddenly stopped halfway down. Then, they floated up with the wind, as if they were weightless, and moved quickly in the air, flying, flying." The policeman hesitated as he did not know if using the word "fly" was accurate. However, in the end, he hardened his heart and used the word "fly".

"Did the two of you see the same result?" Hou Changwu asked.

The two policemen nodded.

There were a total of ten policemen on duty in the yard, and all four of them saw the same scene at the same time. This meant that they were definitely not seeing things, nor were they hallucinating.

The black clothed man could fly, and Zhang Xiaojian could fly too. Damn it, Chang Fu cursed in his heart.

The moment Zhang Xiaojian saw the black-clothed man jump down from the stairs, he understood his intentions. Wind Soaring Arts, it seemed like this baby knew how to do it too.

Luckily he learned it from Tong Tong, or else he would have run away again today.

The black clothed man was indeed Peter. When Peter jumped down the stairs, he was originally very calm, but he noticed that Zhang Xiaojian also jumped down.

Who would have thought that the moment his body fluttered in the wind, Zhang Xiaojian would stop by his side as well, and give him a strange smile.

Without a second word, Zhang Xiaojian struck out with a sharp blade, scaring Peter to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat. Although his substitute body technique was not bad, he was still lacking in comparison to, and thought that it would be easy to defeat him, but he never thought that his attack would be so powerful, his inner Qi cultivation was so strong that it was on par with.

Peter did not dare delay, and immediately flew out after dodging to the side.

Looks like it wasn't quite possible to save Faang Ming today, so he decided to look after himself first and then think about it later.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaojian chased closely behind without stopping, without stopping at all.

The two of them, one in front of the other, flew across the night sky like two giant birds.

No matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be a little awkward, but his speed was immediately affected. It was alright at the beginning, but at the later stages, it was no longer sufficient, and gradually increased the distance between Peter and himself.

Zhang Xiaojian was so angry that he almost died. In his heart, he thought that he still had to train hard to cultivate the Wind Soaring Arts, if he was proficient in using it, he would not be doing it in such a way.

As Zhang Xiaojian gathered his Qi, a red fireball was shot towards him, leaving a bright red shadow in the sky.

Zhang Xiaojian cursed as he fought, "Fuck you, I'll make you run faster than a rabbit."

Peter also condensed his inner Qi, and directly waved his hand, sending out a sharp blade.

The fireball and the sharp blade collided, producing a sound that shook heaven and earth.

The people on the ground even thought that there was thunder in the sky. Staring at the sky, they only saw two black figures pass by like black lightning.

Peter felt that he could not continue fighting like this. If this continued, he would never have the chance to escape, although his cultivation was good, this was still his opponent's territory.

Thinking of this, Peter used all his Qi and immediately shot out six or seven fireballs in a row.

After these six or seven fireballs had been thrown out, Peter's internal energy was also somewhat exhausted.

Peter directly descended from the sky, and then immediately ran into a dark corner.

Zhang Xiaojian was hit by Peter's fireballs until his head was turned around. After dodging the fireball with much difficulty, he felt dizzy, and his Qi was no longer able to support him flying in the sky.

Through the mist in the sky, Zhang Xiaojian could no longer see his shadow.

After falling from the sky, Zhang Xiaojian stood up and staggered, almost falling down. An old man who was sweeping the street, was so scared that his face turned ashen when he saw Zhang Xiaojian descending from the sky.