The sky and the earth were filled with a curtain of rain, and even the line of sight turned white.

Cheng Xinuo pushed the car door with a disgraced face, his hair messy. She was now in a belly full of shame, not only because she had messed up the planned majestic appearance, but also because the broken car was against her. She expected them to cut off the ghost's vehicle like an indestructible military SUV, but she didn't anticipate the danger...... The white airbag hit her head like a bullet that had started to kick off, and for a moment her eyes were full of small stars.

The shots in the movie are all carefully polished and edited by the director, and everything will go in the desired direction, but the reality is that there is no opportunity for rehearsal.

Ling Chenxuan was very prescient, and raised his hand to block the moment the car was about to hit the wall. Gu Fangyan was miserable, hit his head on the back of the car seat, and is still in syncope.

The driver was dumbfounded, stepped on the accelerator with all his might, the car went backwards at great speed, Ling Chenxuan saw this, took out Zhang Lingfu from his pocket and hit the tire of the Hummer car, and with the clear sound of a puncture, the car lost its balance and crashed diagonally into the stone wall.

The Demon Slayer Charm symbolizes a strong will to "cut off", and even the strongest steel is not immune to it wherever it goes.

Ling Chenxuan swung his knife with his sheath, and the blade threw out an arc to cut the rain curtain.

The driver honked like crazy, and the people in the back compartment had already taken action, and as the door was opened, several men in black rushed out with knives.

The rattlesnake unhurriedly filled the bullet**, the pistol was neatly loaded, and Ming held the saber on the side, his eyes full of hesitation.

"What are you waiting for, the warriors do not hesitate as soon as they grasp the hilt of the sword, all that awaits them is death or triumph. The rattlesnake said righteous and awe-inspiring words, but there was a banter in his eyes, as if he was mocking the young man in front of him.

"Protect the enchantment!" he shouted to the rest of the car, and without hesitation, jumped out of the car and into the raging rain.

Ming silently watched as his companion hurried to the center of the front of the carriage and inserted a twisted brass key with a strangely shaped chute into the groove on its inner wall. As if some strange mechanism had been activated, he saw the man's entire hand sink in, and then twisted the switch and forcefully pulled out an iron handle with a metal ball attached to one end, and along with it was a thick smoke of mercury.

It was the first time he had seen the body of the enchanted object, and although it was confined in a small vacuum sac, he still felt a deep chill from it, a cold that was deep to the bone marrow, and he couldn't help but shiver.

There is no second person in the city who is more qualified to own enchanted objects than him, and there is no second person who is more afraid of enchanted objects than he is.

The man with the vacuum bag in his hand rushed out like a projectile like a charging rugby player, blending into the raging rain tide.

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Gu Fangyan got up from the back seat, stared at the roof of the car and looked back, the trunk was opened, Cheng Xinuo kicked the rear bar with one foot, and pulled out a light and sharp long knife from the trunk.

I've known her for a few days, and it's the first time I've seen her draw a knife.

It was a knife with a graceful curved blade, silver throughout, similar to the Spirit Knife found in the storage room on the first floor, but far lighter than it, and the handle was not decorated, simple and beautiful.

Cheng Xinuo leaned over with the long knife in her hand and disappeared into Gu Fangyan's sight, her high-speed running figure made her look like a ghost flickering in the rain.

The figures scurrying down from the Humvee were blurred under the roof, and they were approaching Ling Chenxuan with knives in their hands, their bodies and flesh swelling silently, and their pupils flashing with a cold glow.

Ling Chenxuan inhaled slowly, the recuperated yang blood was activated extremely quickly, and it was mobilized to every corner of his body like a tide, he swung his knife violently, the muscles of his arm were as solid as a rock, and a steady stream of power poured into every inch of the blade along his arm.

The tips of the knives collided in the rain, and each other's blades burst into a clear roar. Ling Chenxuan didn't give the lost person in front of him a chance to swing the knife again, and brushed the knife to the right with his backhand, as if shaking off the rain on the knife's body.

The Lost staggered back a few steps, the swing of the knife so fast that it was impossible to react, and the sharp blade cut through his clothes without any flaws, cutting a narrow cut in the abdomen. Fortunately, he was not mortal flesh and blood at the moment, and the thick black mist intertwined with the wound and healed quickly.

The lost man raised his head and was about to fight back, but Ling Chenxuan directly flew up and kicked him to the ground, splashing water.

A second Lost One flashed behind him, followed by a third and a fourth, and more and more black shadows poured out, brandishing long knives, several of which reflected a miserable white light and shadow towards Ling Chenxuan's eyebrows. The latter swung his sword in retreat, each time hitting the vital point of the blade that slashed at him, and the seemingly invulnerable blade blade shadow was disintegrated by it in an instant.

The yang blood in Ling Chenxuan's body had been tempered to the extreme at this moment, and in his eyes, the swinging speed of several lost people seemed to be slowed down several times, and he was able to defend against attacks with ease, and give counterattacks in the chaotic and turbulent attack gaps.

It's like an adult picking up a group of little kids, the kids are shouting and cheering for themselves, trying to tear the adult's clothes and bite the adult's thigh, the means are simple and rude. But adults often only need one finger to upset the balance of a child's body. At this moment, in Ling Chenxuan's opinion, these lost people in front of him were a group of faltering little children.

After a round of attacks, Ling Chenxuan was unscathed, but there were a few more scars on the bodies of those lost people, his knife skills were extremely tricky, and the places where the knives fell were all vital parts such as hand tendons and arteries, if these people were not lost people with tenacious vitality but normal human beings, it is estimated that they have lost most of their combat effectiveness at this moment.

At this moment, Ling Chenxuan's heel was against the tire of the Audi car, it seemed that he had no way out, and the lost person who had been kicked before also got up from the ground, his angry face was full of mud.

A blazing arc of electricity suddenly erupted in the air, giving the illusion of thunder falling in the air. The thunderstorm roared so hard that people's hearts and lungs trembled, and the snake-like electricity spread rapidly along the heavy rain in the air, and everyone within a radius of more than ten meters felt a cramp like an electric shock.

Ling Chenxuan jumped up in the rain curtain, floating in the air and swinging his knife from top to bottom, the blade injected with electricity drew a huge arc in mid-air, slashing vertically, countless intertwined arcs spread to the extreme in the torrential rain, at that moment it was really like thunder landing, the dark alleyway was illuminated by electric light as if it were day, with the wrath of the gods!

The moment it landed, the roar resounded through the streets, and several lost people were shaken open in this extreme swing of the knife, falling backwards like being shot, and even the body behind them was shaking violently.

Ling Chenxuan clenched the long knife and stepped forward, the blade was covered with thunder and lightning, and a large number of electric chips flashed in the air. His eyes were filled with fierce killing intent, as if he was in the world of Hell Shura.

The Lost struggled to their feet, their natural fear of the exorcists, but the situation did not allow them to retreat, like warriors covering the monarch all the way out of the siege. If they choose to escape, then the king's resurrection plan will be strangled in the cradle, and they will continue to sink in this dark world.

The Lost are a bunch of outlaws, thugs with their heads pinned to their belts, life is cheap to them, and even if they are demonized, they will tear apart the enemies in front of them with their broken teeth.

Ling Chenxuan raised his knife and slashed, each knife was extremely heavy and ruthless, the electric traces that swung at high speed trembled so much that even the air buzzed, and the wanton splashing of knife light slashed the rain in all directions, as if the wild dragon was unsheathed.

Ling Chenxuan slashed and rushed, splitting a path, he flexibly changed the gesture of holding the knife, the knife technique was strange and elusive, and the thick black mist rose like a flower under the shadow of the knife. His attack became more and more courageous, and the speed of swinging the knife became faster and faster, and in the end, he saw the light of the knife like a tide, like a god holding thunder and lightning.

The sharp slashing between the blades reverberated throughout the residential area, sparks and electric light fused together, and the light of the knife intertwined with the black mist, and several wounded lost people lay on the ground, they covered the terrible wounds and groaned in pain.

The sound of short blades gradually becoming scattered, only two or three lost people still rushed over like daredevils to block Ling Chenxuan's footsteps, and he always liked to strike backwards, dodging the blades that slashed at him, and then finding the gap and swinging the knife to cut left and right, and soon two more lost people fell to the ground screaming.

The Lost's tolerance for pain is beyond ordinary people, their bodies can withstand dozens of pounds of blunt force blows, but Ling Chenxuan's every swing is enough to cut through the steel!

Ling Chenxuan swung his knife and slashed open the chest of the last lost person standing in front of him, and the black mist gushing out of it could not even be dispersed by the torrential rain, and then raised his hand to stun it with the hilt of his knife. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, sharp white blades from the torrential rain curtain came one after another, hitting him directly to the center of his eyebrows.

Ling Chenxuan subconsciously counterattacked, the two blades collided and made a violent buzz, he believed that this blow was enough to break the opponent's tiger's mouth, but to his surprise, the other party did not have the slightest intention of backing down, and the tip of the knife slowly approached his heart. For the first time, Ling Chenxuan was surprised by the enemy in front of him, he looked directly into the other party's eyes, and the Spirit Controlling Knife continued to spread sharp and fiery arcs of electricity outward, bursting several blood-red gaps in the opponent's arm.

But what happened next made him slightly shocked...... The dense wound on that arm disappeared almost instantly, and it was obvious that the other party had a strong ability to heal itself.

The electric light on the tip of the knife illuminated a familiar face, and Ming stared at him expressionlessly, his empty eyes unwavering.