"Boom!"

This late autumn thunderstorm seems to never stop, countless thunder snakes are scurrying and exploding in the gloomy high sky, the wind is howling, and the rain is pouring down.

Although the blind guide stick statue has its own spirituality, but the future is just a powerless girl after all, and her desperate action of wielding the guide stick looks very clumsy and full of flaws in the eyes of the demon knife Ji.

Demon Dao Ji stared, her body shook slightly, and she dodged the future blow, and at the same time, she took advantage of the situation to twist the village in her hand hard, and then swung the knife suddenly!

"Whoa!"

It was the sound of blood falling like rain, and Su Mingyue's entire left arm instantly broke away from his body and flew into the air.

"Poof!"

Su Mingyue only felt that his stomach seemed to be on fire, and suddenly his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The intense pain and the instantaneous massive blood loss made Su Mingyue's already vague consciousness even more trance-like, and the dizziness and shady curtain were like a monstrous tide, wave after wave towards Su Mingyue.

"Puff~"

Su Mingyue, who had lost an arm, fell in a torrential rain, his physical strength was only at the level of ordinary people after all, and such a serious injury could not be supported at all.

The darkness like the tide of the sea instantly drowned Su Mingyue's consciousness in it, and there was not the slightest light to speak of.

Seeing this scene, Mikumi's eyes widened, her bright black pupils were full of fear and gloom, and the horror that came from her bones made her whole body tremble violently, and even the guide stick in her hand almost fell to the ground without holding it tightly.

"I'll fight with you!"

The hair stuck together by the rain was like countless black snakes sticking to the little face full of fear in the future, but she did not choose to cry and escape like an ordinary little girl, but forcibly held back the tears rolling in her eyes, and waved the weapon in her hand at the demon knife Ji even more desperately.

There is no point in escaping, and in the situation of death, you should hold the heart of death in order to find a glimmer of life!

After solving Su Mingyue's big trouble, Demon Dao Ji did not rush to kill and devour the future, but instead watched with great interest as this girl who was very clumsy in her eyes waving her stick.

Demon Knife Ji is like a good hunter, watching the dying struggle of her prey is a very interesting thing for her.

But no matter how she attacks in the future, she won't be able to touch the demon sword Ji in the slightest, and the difference in strength between the two can't be remembered at all.

"Boom!"

Xu is demon sword Ji felt a little bored, it was time to harvest the fruit, she waved her fist lightly, and hit the future in the lower abdomen.

"Bang Dang~"

The pain that spread from her lower abdomen made Mikumi's face distort in an instant, and she could no longer hold the weapon in her hand, and the guide stick fell to the ground, not knowing where to roll.

At this moment, the future is like a toy that has been cut off, and the whole person slumped on the muddy ground weakly, letting the heavy rain wash over her, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made her gag violently, and her back arched spasmally.

Despair and fear have completely submerged the future in this endless black tide.

A grim smile bloomed on the beautiful face of the Demon Sword Ji, she was very satisfied with the appearance she showed at this time, it was a thousand times more wonderful than the feeling of her directly killing someone.

The village seems to have returned to the sealed state, and the entire blade reflects the lights of the car lights that illuminate the alley, making it extremely cold and cold.

The wind howled and the rain roared.

"Poof!"

It was a knife roar with greed and excitement!

It is precisely because of this strong and extreme desire of the demon sword village that the demon sword Ji has the illusion that he will be able to be promoted to the S-rank after devouring the future.

The knife was raised, the prey was on its knees, and death seemed to be the way it should be.

"Bang bang bang!"

At the moment when the demon knife Ji swung down Muramasa, three gunshots suddenly exploded in this dilapidated alley, although the knife was fast, the bullet was faster!

With the sound of "bell, bell", a string of sparks suddenly lit up on the body of Mushimasa's knife, and in this extremely poor line of sight, the bullet actually hit the body of the demon knife that was swinging accurately!

A gloomy light flashed in the eyes of the demon sword her, she frowned, and the hideous pendant she wore on her forehead was like a crown of thorns, and her whole body exuded an ominous and evil aura.

Although the three shots were successful, they only slowed down the actions of the demon sword her, and did not cause any impact or damage to her.

As soon as the blow was successful, the person who fired the gun did not stop the movement in his hand, and he could vaguely see a few tongues of fire lit up in the night not far away, and the gunfire suddenly exploded, sweeping towards the various key points of the demon sword like a storm.

Anger is like a fire, rising suddenly from the heart of the demon sword Ji, and then burning hot, Muramasa is whispering, so evil that it can even make people hallucinate!

Just a bullet can't hurt her at all for the demon knife Ji, but she has to swing the knife to dodge and temporarily give up the prey in front of her.

Because each bullet is specially made by the Tactics Department, for the Heroic Spirit, it is like a super powerful anesthetic, and the Demon Knife Ji, who has dealt with the sword wielder many times, knows the trouble of this bullet, even with her physical fitness, if she is shot more than three times, she will basically lose her ability to move, and can only be slaughtered by others.

Cold sweat and rain had already covered Zhang Yaochen's forehead, and he had just experienced a vicious battle when he felt the breath of the demon sword Ji here.

In a hurry, when the demon knife Ji was about to swing the knife, Zhang Yaochen only had time to take out the special pistol in the white suitcase for a long-range strike.

The battle just now had already consumed Zhang Yaochen's spiritual power to only thirty percent of it, not to mention his physical strength, the violent wheezing sound had already explained everything.

As an A-level heroic spirit, the demon sword Ji was extremely fast, and her light figure was tossing and turning in the air, instantly locking Zhang Yaochen's breath and deceiving herself to the front.

The wind was howling, the cold light was shining, and the cold knife had cut the rain curtain.

The brilliant sword light suddenly lit up at Zhang Yaochen's throat!

Zhang Yaochen's eyes widened slightly, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank into two sharp swords, and he hurriedly made a backflip to widen the distance between him and the demon sword Ji.

The magazine was empty, Zhang Yaochen threw away the gun in his hand without any nostalgia, and while struggling to dodge the attack of the demon sword Ji, he communicated with the heroic spirit in his body with his mind.

"Bai Qi, how long will it take to fuse again?" While dodging, Zhang Yaochen took out a flashlight-like thing from the white suitcase, and the moment he pressed the switch, the dark purple light suddenly bloomed, and then collided violently with Muramasa.

This flashlight-like thing is a laser sword!

At this moment, Zhang Yaochen, who was wearing a combat uniform and holding a laser sword, looked like a Jedi Knight in "Star Wars".

However, of course, this is not a laser sword in the popular sense, because of this kind of thing, the laser has no lethality to its samples, and this flashlight looks like a standard weapon developed by the Tactical Department - psionic lightsaber.

Each psionic lightsaber has a psychic power converter and psychic power reservoir inside, in other words, it needs to be recharged!

Zhang Yaochen, who had just experienced a vicious battle, the spiritual power stock of this spiritual energy lightsaber in his hand at this moment was only 37%, and in every collision with the demon sword Muramasa, it would be reduced by two percent, that is to say, if Bai Qi was not able to fuse and fight with Zhang Yaochen in these dozen or so encounters, what was waiting for them would only be death!

"Bell, bell, bell!"

Countless sparks flickered constantly in the dark night, the arrogant thunder illuminated the northern sky brightly, and the sound of wind, rain, and knives continued to explode around Zhang Yaochen, but Zhang Yaochen could only be tired of coping, he was already at an absolute disadvantage!

It seemed that the rain would never stop, and it was falling even more......