"So fast!" Because his eyes couldn't catch the movements of the desolate Jie, Xiao He covered his mouth and exclaimed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword of the barren jie was like thunder, as fast as lightning, and with a heavy afterimage behind him, he stabbed towards Lu Hai.

Although Lu Hai had been prepared, he was still startled by his sword, and hurriedly threw out three rune papers, controlled them with internal force, and blocked them side by side in front of him.

These three runes were different from all the rune papers Fang Ke Xiaohe had seen before, with black characters on a white background, and strange symbols painted on them.

As soon as the rune paper came out, it was suspended on the path of the Huangjie Thunder Sword, and a large cloud of black mist kept seeping out on the surface, converging into three circles centered on the rune paper, the center of the circle was very dense, it looked viscous as pulp, black and shiny, the more outward the color became, the outermost black fog was even thinner, and it kept dissipating.

It was too late, and as soon as the circular black mist took shape, the desolate thunder sword stabbed over, containing the incomparable power of thunder, and pierced into the black mist.

The first two runes of "Puff Puff" did not block the Thunder Sword in the slightest, and the dense black mist was instantly shattered, and it only became a little sluggish when it pierced into the third rune paper.

After being slightly blocked, several cracks appeared in the center of the circular black fog in the thunder sword thorn, gradually spreading out in all directions. Immediately afterward, in the crack, there was suddenly a purple light, and the electric snake danced wildly, and the black mist that was condensed like substance shattered and turned into an ethereal mist again, dissipating into nothingness.

The thunder sword regained its indomitable power and stabbed straight into Lu Hai's heart.

Seeing that the rune paper could not stop the attack of the Thunder Sword, Lu Hai faced each other with his hands, his fingers were bent like dragon claws, and the black qi between his palms continued to gush out, accumulating into a ball, once again blocking the path of the Thunder Sword's progress.

"Hah!" The Thunder Sword castrated unabated, Lu Hai couldn't help but scream, the green tendons on his forehead and hands burst out, his face was red, the black gas between his palms rolled wildly, and more black gas gushed out as if he was dying, forming a rotating miniature typhoon in the center of his hands, and the Thunder Sword was just stuck in the eye of the typhoon.

Lu Hai tried his best to block, and finally stopped the Thunder Sword a few minutes away from his chest, and the sharp sword qi at the tip of the Thunder Sword had already pierced his clothes, and even slightly pierced into the flesh.

Lu Hai was shocked into a cold sweat, he hadn't been in such close contact with the feeling of death for a long time, the young man in front of him was a little perverted, not only was the speed too fast, but the power was also amazing, this move almost drained his Lingqi, if he did it again, he would definitely not be able to take it.

Now, he really wants to escape, no matter how much money he makes, he has to spend his life.

Huang Jie slowly pulled out his sword from the "eye of the typhoon", shook off the black gas that was wrapped around it like an appendage, and "brushed" a few more swords at Lu Hai.

Lu Hai didn't dare to take it even harder, but he kept throwing out his special white rune paper, and the spirit Qi was agitated, and it turned into a defensive shield again, taking over the attack of Huangjie for him. Every time the light flashed, a piece of rune paper would shatter, making a "dang" sound of gold and iron.

The more Lu Hai fought, the more frightened he became, fast, too fast, if he hadn't cultivated the ghost path by himself, he would have been able to feel the vibration of the Lingqi in the air through the spirit body, and knowing his movements, he didn't know how many holes he had poked in his body.

But even so, he gradually felt powerless, and several times he almost failed to keep up with the rhythm of the absurd, and he was almost stabbed by him.

On the other hand, Huangjie's face is relaxed as usual, and it seems that there is still room for energy.

Where the hell did this come from? Lu Hai really beeped in his heart.

"......" Huangjie suddenly changed his move, turning the thorn into a split, bypassing the rune paper, and the tip of the sword slashed over Lu Hai's stomach from the bottom and upward.

The wound flashed with a slight spark, with a hint of electricity, spreading all over the body, Lu Hai's body twitched, and he was suffocated by the next action.

This suffocation cost him his life, and Huangjie came out with three swords in an instant, the sword entered the flesh, and the sound of puff and puff was endless, which made Xiao He think of the butcher in the vegetable market.

Lu Hai is also a man, the wound rolled out hideously, the blood flowed like an infusion, his clothes were reflected red, and he didn't scream from beginning to end.

He covered the wound with his left hand and looked down, as if he couldn't believe he had been defeated.

"Surrender, self-cultivation, I can spare your life." Huang Jie raised his sword and pointed at Lu Hai from afar.

Holding down the wound, Lu Hai looked at Huang Jie gloomily: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, I didn't expect that you, a junior who didn't have any hair, could force me to this point, but do you think that I, Lu Hai, only have this ability?" After Lu Hai finished speaking, a hideous expression appeared on his face, "If you want me to abolish my cultivation, there is no way, but I don't mind everyone dying together!" As he spoke, the clothes on his body bulged, and he looked like Lingqi was cohesive and wanted to explode.

Huang Jie's expression changed, he put away the thunder sword, turned around and pulled Xiao He to his side, protecting him behind his back, and the protective enchantment in front of him suddenly lit up.

Seeing that he was fooled, Lu Hai laughed, said that the young man was still too tender, and threw a few more rune papers, and the black mist filled the entire room, blocking the sight of Huangjie, so he turned around and smashed the door, and fled.

Huang Jie worked hard to dispel the black fog, and when he saw Lu Hai fleeing, he didn't chase him, but turned his head and pointed at himself, and said to Xiao He: "I didn't expect this kid's potential to let me support it for so long, but I am also the end of the canopy now, and it will be harmful to fight again." After going back, let him rest well, and don't lie in such muddy water in the future. ”

"But ......," Xiao He remembered that Aunt Su's matter had not yet been resolved.

Huang Jie waved his hand to interrupt her: "I've been out for too long, it will be damaging to this kid's soul, and I can't help you with the rest." After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fell down softly.

"Huh? Just go? Xiao He hurriedly stepped forward to support Fang Ke's body and sighed speechlessly.

As soon as Xiao He put Fang Keping on the floor and put away the Kong Ming box, he felt that someone came in at the door.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Lu Hai slowly retreating with his hands raised and his back to the door, a sword pointed between his eyebrows, and followed in.

The owner of the sword is a beautiful woman, with a ball on her head, wearing very casual clothes, and the sword in her hand is not ordinary at first glance.

Immediately after that, two more people came in, both men, one was dressed casually like the Qingli woman, and the other was wearing a gray stand-up collar, square head and big ears, and looked very decent.

The Qingli woman kept pointing her sword at Lu Hai, not squinting, and the remaining two people were stunned for a moment when they saw the situation in the room, especially after seeing Xiao He, their eyes couldn't help but linger for a while.

The casual man paused for a moment, then politely looked away, looked around the room, and the gray stand-up collar stepped forward, stretched out his hand and asked with a smile, "You are Miss Xiaohe, right?" ”

Xiao He shook hands with him and nodded.

Liling saw Fang Ke lying next to her, and said, "Then this is Fang Ke, is it injured?" As he spoke, he was about to lean down to investigate Fang Ke's injuries.

Xiao He stood in front of him and shook his head: "He's fine, he's just collapsed." ”

Sensing Xiao He's vigilance, Liling smiled, turned his head and said to the man in casual clothes Luo Li, telling the people outside that the alarm was lifted. After speaking, he took out a black document printed with the National Security Bureau from his pocket, "We are from the third group of the National Security Bureau, and we only came here after receiving a report from a brother department." ”

"Oh." Xiao He suddenly realized.

As he spoke, there was a sound of messy footsteps outside, and a group of well-equipped SWAT officers surrounded the villa, and another figure walked in at the door.

When Xiao He saw it, he was completely relieved, and the person who came was Wang Kuizhi, the captain of the criminal police who he saw in the hospital.