Chapter 55: Fighting power of the warrior

"You!" The armed policeman who was about to leave before looked at Si Xiangming with a lingering expression.
Just now when he was about to be hit by a dart in the head again, it was Si Xiangming who shot in time and blocked the deadly dart for him.
Throwing away the darts he was holding, Si Xiangming said to the armed policeman: "Hurry up and ask for help, your captain won't last long."
The armed police rushed to the rear as if suddenly awakened.
Qin Ming wanted to say something, but Si Xiangming first said to him: "You stay here honestly, don't show up, this man has quite a good secret weapon."
While talking, Si Xiangming took off his rather expensive coat and handed it to Qin Ming for safekeeping.
It looks like he is ready to shoot.
"Really, it's just a business trip, so how come you encounter this kind of thing."
He complained a few words, rather reluctantly.
On the other side, within a minute of fighting, the captain had already been cut a lot of wounds with a dagger by the thin man, leaving only a parry, unable to make a counterattack.
His previous feelings were correct, there was an obvious difference in cultivation strength between the two, or that he was simply someone's opponent.
Especially in terms of speed and footwork, he surpassed him too much. He rarely has an offensive that can pose an effective threat to others.
"What kind of cultivator is this? Why did you suddenly come to this train?" The captain wanted to know this at this moment.
After suffering a puncture wound on his body, the captain roared and burst out with ten percent of the strength and waved the Tang knife in his hand.
This was already the fastest swing he could use.
However, just cutting off a corner of the opponent's clothing, it still did not harm him.
The thin man turned his body on the spot, kicked out with a whip, and hit the captain's chest again.
Boom!
The captain directly smashed several seats on one side, and his face was covered with blood and it was miserable.
At the same time, Si Xiangming walked into this carriage and took the thrown Tang Dao.
"Friend, you'd better not participate in this matter." The thin man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said as he looked at the coming Si Xiangming, his tone was full of threats.
If Si Xiangming was an ordinary armed policeman, he would not bother to talk nonsense, but the problem is that the current Si Xiangming's whole body is agitated, and the eruption of power is not weaker than him.
He didn't expect that there were still such cultivators in this train, and he was right in his heart.
Si Xiangming frowned when he looked at the captain and the armed police member who was seriously injured.
These people are seriously injured and have lost their fighting ability, and even if they cannot receive treatment in time, most of them will die.
"If you let me take these people away for treatment, you have to leave, and I won't stop them." Si Xiangming waved the knife in his hand and said.
Compared to this guy of unknown origin, he chose to save these armed police first.
Judging from the fighting performance just now, this person's cultivation strength is not below him.
Even if he shoots, at the speed of the opponent, most of them can't keep him if he wants to escape.
The armed police rescued earlier will soon contact the Nanming Security Bureau for help.
It is safest for this person to be handled by the Nanming Security Bureau.
After all, if a warrior of their level really fights, the destructive power caused is not a joke. He can't guarantee that this train will be demolished by them, and the result will inevitably be greater casualties.
In fact, Si Xiangming thought that the captain of the armed police was a bit too impulsive in handling the matter just now.
When it is impossible to determine the degree of danger of the opponent, the priority is naturally to preserve the safety of the train and reduce the possibility of potential casualties, rather than to act to stimulate the opponent.
"Sorry, I don't want to get out of the car yet." The thin man said, shaking his body and rushing directly to Si Xiangming.
He had seen the armed police rushing to the rear of the train, and knew that if he didn't stop him, the support force that would be chasing him quickly would be waiting for him.
He didn't want to leave the train before he escaped from this suburb of Nanming City.
Upon seeing this, Si Xiangming knew that he had to fight if he didn't fight.
He had a hunch that this was a tough battle that was not easy, but now there is no way to avoid it.
Both of them cultivated the martial arts system known for their physical strength, and they collided and confronted each other evenly, fiercely.
The tiger swept the Tang knife by Si Xiangming, and even swept the surrounding airflow, forming an invisible cyclone full of oppression.
And that thin man is better than the weird and changeable posture, a dagger like a ghost hand, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing cold, it is impossible to guard against.
In the high-speed collision between the dagger and the Tang knife, in the eyes of ordinary passengers, only dazzling sparks can be seen.
In a short while, the interior of the carriage was destroyed, the seat was dismembered, the seemingly solid metal walls on both sides were also pierced with many knife marks, and a lot of wind leaked in from the outside.
There are already passengers who are worried that this carriage cannot withstand the destruction of the two practitioners, causing the entire train to split into two.
However, this is already the result of Si Xiangming and the thin man deliberately controlling the destructive power of the battle.
Neither of them wanted the train to be destroyed at this time, one wanted to reduce casualties as much as possible, and the other wanted to use the train to leave Nanming City.
Qin Ming was in the rear carriage, carefully watching the fierce fight between the two cultivators.
With his eyesight, it may be a little difficult to see every movement of the two of them, but if it is to capture the battle between the two, it is still possible to see the situation clearly.
Si Xiang was clearly and really powerful, full of vitality and blood, waving the Tang Knife in his hand, full of lethality.
But unfortunately, the opponent is not weak at all, and it is difficult to tell the victory or defeat in the battle between the two in a short time.
But as time passed, and the battle was not over, the thin man had gradually become a little anxious.
I'm afraid that the people from the security bureau in Nanming City already knew that he was in this train and was on his way to catching up.
In this way, it is not the best choice for him to stay on the train.
Just as he was thinking about it, several helicopter gunships were flying in the sky in the distance.
Qin Ming recognized that these helicopters were the ones he had seen before.
He remembered that Si Xiangming said that these helicopters were reconnaissance planes of the Nanming City Security Bureau.
Obviously, they weren't too far away from here before, so they could arrive at the first time.
The face of the thin man changed when he appeared in the helicopter.
The speed at which the opponent chased was much faster than he thought, after all, it only took a few minutes.
Some miscalculations.
The dagger slammed back Si Xiangming, moving around, trying to jump out of the window.