This is definitely the first large-scale rainstorm in Beijing since autumn.

This level of rainfall is unprecedented even in summer.

Only Wang Fuxing and Nangong Tulong got out of the car, the torrential rain poured down, hitting people's faces, some pain, such rain, people's vision is inevitably somewhat obstructed, plus the five or six cars side by side opposite are all with headlights, Wang Fuxing subconsciously squinted his eyes, only to feel that the twenty or thirty figures in front of him who were still clear in the car were all shadows, like heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.

What a strong aura!

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth rose more and more obviously, and he followed Nangong Tulong's side, and the two of them formed a straight line and slowly moved forward.

In the torrential rain, Nangong Tulong was completely soaked in the rain, but his whole person's momentum was soaring in a straight line, without the slightest trace of old age and tiredness.

Thirty white Westerners began to move under the leadership of the first middle-aged warrior, braving the torrential rain, faintly wrapping Wang Fuxing and Nangong Dragon Slayer in the center.

The Wang family once had an enforcement order that represented the identity of the law enforcement team, and today's Rothschild adjudication force also has an insignia representing their identity.

Everyone's chest is tattooed with a symbol in the shape of a red blood droplet, which is very small, but on the black clothing, it is extremely dazzling.

"Adjudication troops?"

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows, his tone was cold, this kind of symbol, he had seen it once when he personally chopped off Jie's hand, and now he saw it again, and he was not unfamiliar.

No one spoke.

But the countless Sen Ran eyes that made people's scalps tingle became even colder.

"Ito has seen Mr. Nangong."

Among the more than 30 people, a middle-aged samurai in a wide samurai uniform slowly bowed down in the rainstorm, and his voice came out clearly in the rain, without the slightest hindrance.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Wang Fuxing.

This is undoubtedly a form of contempt for the weak, as well as respect for the strong.

Nangong Tulong's face was unwavering, his eyelids were raised, and he said lazily: "Ito what?" I know there is an Ito family in Japan, but as far as I know, this family is not Rothschild's dogs. ”

The middle-aged samurai's expression did not move at all, and he said calmly: "Ito Yuri, one of the seven instructors of the ruling army, will see off Mr. Nangong and Wang Shao tonight. ”

The Nangong Dragon Slaying Short Knife was slightly unsheathed, unaffected by the rainstorm in the slightest, and made a perfect matchless starting move.

Wang Fuxing grasped the frenzy tightly, and his heart became more and more calm.

"I'm not going to kill her."

Ito Yuri finally glanced at Wang Fuxing, his tone was indifferent, but there was a hint of banter and lewdness in his eyes. Filthy, he pointed to the A6L behind Wang Fuxing, and said lightly: "I know who is sitting in the car, a noble woman like many people in the court today who can't wait to press under him, and if the information I get is accurate enough, Wang Shao even plans to marry her recently, right?" ”

Wang Fuxing was silent, and the cold look in his narrowed eyes became more and more obvious.

"She's beautiful."

Ito Yuri continued, with a look of admiration: "And she is the woman named by Young Master Jie, but unfortunately, I am afraid that he will soon be disqualified as the first heir of the family, and this woman is even very important to the Celestial Empire, I can't sacrifice her to others, I don't even dare to arrest her." But this rainy night will not prevent me from enjoying such a wonderful woman, but unfortunately, Wang Shao is afraid that he will not be able to see it. ”

Provocation!

Naked provocation!

Wang Fuxing didn't show any anger, just lowered his head, hid the killing intent in his eyes, stared down at the frenzy in his hand, and said slowly: "Deliberately provoking me won't do you any good, it will just make you die faster." ”

Ito Yuri smiled, no longer talking nonsense, more than thirty members of the adjudication force, each of them is the pinnacle of the team's strength, rushing up, it is enough to pose a threat to any invincible object with super strength alone, plus one of himself, such a huge lineup to deal with the current two people, he doesn't think he will lose, not only will he not lose, but he will even win 100% easily.

Unless...

Ito Yuri subconsciously shook his head, unless there is still a figure whose strength can be similar to or even surpass Nangong Dragon Slayer out of thin air.

But it's a pity that there is no such monster in the Wang family's current lineup.

"Kill them."

Ito Yuri gave an order with an expressionless face, ruling that the army is very strong and huge, and there are seven instructors inside, but he is responsible for nearly five hundred absolute elites, his group is called Scimitar, the smallest number, fifty-three people, this time he came to the Celestial Empire, and brought two-thirds of it, if the operation fails, even if he can live, his strength will fall to the last place among the seven instructors, so he can't fail, and now in the face of the famous Nangong Dragon Slayer, he has to fight quickly and take action in person!

Nangong Tulong's expression tightened, looking at the ruling elite who was getting closer and closer, his eyes gradually became arrogant and fanatical, and his battle intent was completely boiling!

The ruling is strong?

Not long ago, he killed twenty of them in one go!

The strength of the instructors in Rothschild is terrifying?

Seven instructors more than twenty years ago, he once forcibly killed two people and assassinated one on different occasions!

The dragon slaying style can slay the dragon, a knife out of the sheath, who can't slaughter?!

He took a deep breath, grasped the hilt of his knife, and pulled it out suddenly!

Silver light in the rain.

And the black and gloomy sword light beside him was one step faster than him, and it was already unsheathed before he could take out the sword.

The target is the leader of the adjudication force this time, Yuri Ito!

Wang Fuxing's idea is very simple, this kind of battle can't give the opponent a chance to face off at the top at all, but Tian Ji races horses, uses medium horses to compete with the opponent's superior horses, and uses superior horses to compete with the opponent's inferior horses, he first entangles the opponent's strongest Ito Yuri, so that Nangong Slaying Dragon can play his full strength and kill the other adjudicator members as much as possible, which is the method with the greatest chance of winning at present.

And most importantly, from the moment Ito Yuri chose to use Chen Hualou to provoke Wang Fuxing, he had already decided in his heart that this filthy Japanese must die at his own hands!

The black light is flashing!

Wang Fuxing's speed increased instantly, and he actually came directly to the opposite side of the middle-aged warrior before the other party made a move, and slashed down with a sword.

"You want to pester me? Young man, you're still too tender! ”

Ito Yuri's eyes were cold and weird, and he suddenly drew his sword!

A domineering and chilling arc broke through the air in an instant!

Collide with the frenzy!

Wang Fuxing's face became flushed in an instant, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and he almost lost his strength, while Ito Yuri's face turned slightly pale, and then he regained his ruddyness, and the sneer on his face was even worse, and he said gloomily: "The foundation is good, but unfortunately, you don't have much time to grow." Kill! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The four killing words sounded almost at the same time, like thunder.

Yuri Ito, Wang Fuxing, Nangong Slaying Dragon, and everyone in the adjudication force broke out almost at the same time!

The murderous aura that had been condensed in one point exploded completely in the humid air!

The rain is more intense.

Wang Fuxing, who had a hard encounter with the middle-aged samurai, forcibly swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat, did not retreat for half a step, his body was short, and one shoulder directly condensed the strength of his whole body, and slammed into his chest!

The hideous look on Ito Yuri's face flashed, his eyes were cruel, his purpose tonight was to kill the king and revive it was so simple, whether he killed him by himself or by his own people, it was the same, so he didn't have any mercy when he made a move, and every time he did it without reservation.

The lion fights the rabbit and still uses the right.

He is not a lion, and Wang Fuxing is not a rabbit.

The strangely shaped scimitar was raised violently and slashed directly at Wang Fuxing's head.

At this moment, Wang Fuxing's incomparable solid foundation in martial arts was directly revealed!

The way of the country's power.

The thin water surface under his feet exploded directly, Wang Fuxing's body still did not retreat, but he reversed on the spot, from a dive to a back, he could avoid the blade, his knees curled up slightly, and he exerted force in an instant, and the whole person was like a cannonball, maintaining a posture of leaning back with his body facing the sky, holding a sword in both hands, and accurately stabbing at Ito Yuri's throat!

This sword is simply weird to the extreme.

An angle that no one can imagine, black light like electricity, shining instantly!

This sword, as long as Wang Fuxing's dodge is a little later in the blink of an eye, the end will be death.

This insane maniac to the extreme!

No one could have imagined that Wang Fuxing would stab such a strange sword, and at such a fast speed, at such a distance, for a while, Ito Yuri was caught off guard, and he had no time to fight back!

He had experienced countless battles in his life, but it was the first time he had seen such a strange angle attack.

You can't defend, you can only retreat!

Ito Yuri roared angrily, and his body took a step back directly, and at that moment, he saw that in addition to the frenzy in Wang Fuxing's left hand, a jet-black cold light in his right hand also flashed.

Piebald!

The middle-aged warrior's heart was cold, and he actually had a trace of fear in his heart in the face of this opponent whose strength was at least one level lower than his own.

In the battle of life and death, when the momentum is weak, the people will be weak.

With one foot as the axis, Wang Fuxing's body rotated again, directly supported the ground with one hand, raised his hand and raised a large splash, and the whole person followed the splash towards Ito Yuri, and rushed towards the extremely powerful middle-aged samurai again!

This moment.

This young head of the Wang family, who has become less and less hands-on with people since it became strong, has a fierce aggressiveness and desire to fight!

Life never stops, and the battle doesn't stop!

People don't die, but the sword doesn't stop!

Invincible!

The black light flickered in the rainstorm, Wang Fuxing's whole person completely entered a violent battle state, in a trance, he took out his sword again, this time, his bone joints instantly tightened up and were still perfect, but the pressure and pain seemed to be much smaller.

Military.

It is the explosive force of human muscles and joints that instantly tighten, in short, speed and strength.

But the more speed and power, the more stress on the muscles and bones.

The pressure is less, the speed is faster, and the power is fierce, which is the so-called breakthrough.

Wang Fuxing's initial limit was the invincibility of eight consecutive swords, and if he swung the eighth sword, the bones of his whole body would be almost irreparably traumatized because he could not withstand the huge pressure.

After two years in Huating, which was similar to a life of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, he entered Beijing again, his limit had reached the ninth sword, and when he swung the eighth sword, he was only physically exhausted and his body was sore.

But at this moment, he was extremely sure that after his eighth sword was unsheathed, he would be able to attack again!

The Ninth Sword!

Wang Canglan is a well-deserved martial arts genius, he is invincible in the world, using the instantaneous contraction of the joints to pursue the explosive power of the human body's limit, every time he goes out of the sword, it is a sword as strong as a sword, in this way, the pressure on the human body is getting bigger and bigger, it is a tragic move to hurt himself before killing the enemy, which is very in line with his extreme character, and now Wang Fuxing's ninth sword can definitely make him have an unprecedented destructive power and aggressiveness!

Confidence skyrockets!

In the rainstorm, Wang Fuxing suddenly laughed wildly, the invincible of the first sword collided with the scimitar of Ito Yuri, Wang Fuxing did not hesitate, and the second sword was raised instantly.

Indomitable!

Sword roar!

Wang Fuxing had already grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, pressed down on Ito Yuri's scimitar, and pressed down with all his might.

Ito Yuri looked shocked, but for a moment, the opponent's strength had begun to faintly approach him, which was definitely a long play.

Wang Fuxing's bones were crackling, extremely terrifying, his face was flushed, and the corners of his mouth had begun to bleed, but his smile became more and more hideous, he squinted, looked at the middle-aged warrior in front of him, and said softly: "You are dead." ”

The third sword was raised.

Once again, a tragic and domineering stunning arc was thrown in the air!

"Young man, you're arrogant enough!"

Ito Yuri's murderous intent became more and more determined, and he suddenly roared angrily, regardless of face, holding the knife in both hands, and violently collided with Wang Fuxing.

This young man, he must be killed tonight!

If you take the most solid basic skill route, you will have such achievements before the age of 30, and if you continue like this, I am afraid that within three years, you will completely surpass yourself, and what about five years later?

Isn't it nearly invincible?

Ten years later, when his physical strength reaches its peak, will it be the second Wang Canglan?

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Ito Yuri took a step suddenly, the sword was bright, and he stabbed Wang Fuxing hard, seeing the blood flowing from the corner of the other party's mouth more and more turbulent, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, and the whole person suddenly violent. Move!

Active hosting!

Before Wang Fuxing's fifth sword swept, he had already slammed forward three or four meters away, sticking to Wang Fuxing's side, and slammed a punch on his chest.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Wang Fuxing's mouth, and his flushed face also became snow-white, but he still did not take a step back, and the spot in his right hand instantly raised, slashing at Ito Yuri's head, and said with a wild smile: "Go on!" ”

He's crazy.

Ito Yuri only had one thought left in his mind, and after taking the opponent's sword again, he already felt a slight discomfort in his palm.

And the opponent in front of him, although his face was pale, his fighting spirit became more and more surging!

The torrential rain in the sky continued.

The strong smell of blood was directly diluted infinitely and eventually disappeared.

Nangong Slaying Dragon was completely crazy this night, his double knives were unsheathed, and in the face of the other party's almost shameless tacit cooperation just to drag him down, he completely fell into a rage, and under the condition that everyone kept dodging, he had already killed seven people in a row!

This is the absolute elite of the adjudication.

Every time one dies, the substitutes have to retrain for a long time.

In A6L, the shooter's attention was already highly concentrated, staring at the young master and the weird middle-aged warrior, the young master had already taken the lead in letting out the words, protecting Chen Hualou was her only task tonight, Chen Hualou couldn't be fine, young master, couldn't be okay.

In the nervous and worried eyes of the two women in the car, the collision between Wang Fuxing and the middle-aged warrior has become more and more intensive, and Wang Fuxing gradually began to fall into disadvantage, and he was stabbed by the other party.

The wound should be very deep, at least in the sight of the shooter and Chen Hualou in the car, Wang Fuxing's white shirt was instantly dyed red by blood, and under the rendering of the rain, it continued to expand.

"You go and help him, he will die, don't worry about me, they don't dare to kill me, you go quickly."

Chen Hualou stared at Wang Fuxing's figure and said in a trembling voice, she subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the shooter, but her body suddenly tensed, and her hairs stood on end!

The shooter was already keenly aware of Chen Hualou's gaze, followed the other party's gaze, slowly turned his head, and looked out of the car window, his delicate body shook uncontrollably!

Outside the car window.

Right next to the shooter, separated by a layer of glass, I don't know when, stood a woman in white, like a ghost, motionless, without saying a word, the shooter didn't know how long she had been standing, and he didn't even notice when she appeared!

She was dressed in white, with a headset, holding a gorgeous and transparent long sword, and her eyes were empty and dead.

The shooter subconsciously lowered the window, not knowing how dangerous his actions were, and whispered: "You, do you want to get in the car?" ”

The dead corpse in white clothes who was completely drenched in the rain turned his head, glanced at her, and said lightly: "There were originally four snipers ambushed for you nearby, one was to guard against you, and the second was to wait for the two of them to release cold guns when they were physically exhausted, but they were all solved." ”

The shooter was inwardly frozen, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Thank you, I'll get out of the car now." ”

"Stay."

The corpse said calmly, turned his head, and looked at the back row.

She didn't see Chen Hualou's face, but only vaguely saw a slender and delicate body.

The complicated look in the corpse's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath and walked straight to the battlefield in front of him.

In the rainstorm.

The glass is out of the sheath!

Enforce the law on behalf of the sky!

A cold chill that was incomparably cold, almost unbreakable, unseen, and unhurried, broke out directly!

Almost instantaneously, everyone sensed a danger that could threaten their lives.

It's like walking alone in the forest, being stared at by a beast that you can't resist at all, and there is no hope of survival.

Everyone involuntarily stopped!

Wang Fuxing turned his head slightly, and when he saw the woman in white, his pupils contracted instantly!

Nangong Tulong was shocked.

One of the members of the adjudication force closest to the corpse was the first to sense the danger of collapse, roared angrily, and rushed straight towards the corpse!

In the dense rain, the glass sword, which originally symbolized protection, became more and more dazzling.

The sword is in the sky!

Piercing the air, cutting through raindrops, piercing the sky...

Cut through life and death!

With a single sword, it directly split a member of the adjudication force in half in an instant!

White is still white.

The glass is still shining.

The corpse moved on.

The second sword lit up, simple, from top to bottom, slashing vertically.

The second member of the adjudication unit was dismembered without any suspense.

The corpses were still bloodless.

What she used is the most familiar move for Wang Fuxing, and it is also his killer weapon, invincible in the world!

Nangong Slaying Dragon's body had already trembled slightly, and his eyes were shocked, with an unbelievable fear and jealousy.

The Fourth Sword.

The fifth sword.

The Sixth Sword.

Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve...

The rhythm of the dead body's footsteps has not changed at all, but it is like a god of death, no matter who it encounters, it is just a sword!

The invincible in the world has reached the twelfth sword, but she still doesn't seem to have reached the limit, except for her face being a little paler, there is no discomfort.

A baker's dozen.

Fourteen.

Fifteen.

In the midst of the rainstorm, there was a surprising silence.

Ito Yuri's eyes were like seeing a ghost in the daytime, and he shook his head fiercely, as if he felt that he was dreaming.

Fifteen consecutive swords are invincible in the world!

The corpse's face did not change at all, and it was already close to Nangong Dragon Slayer.

The ruling force of the original thirty people was less than ten people at this time!

Sixteen swords.

Seventeen swords.

Eighteen swords!

Everyone was completely frightened, even the members of the Killing Machine's adjudication force involuntarily began to retreat, they were killing machines, but they were not death machines!

Nineteen swords!

Twenty!

There are only three people left in the adjudication force.

Still dressed in white, without the slightest trace of blood, the dead corpse had already come to Nangong Slaying Dragon's side, and his face was flat.

It's certainly not fucking real!

Ito Yuri felt that he was going crazy, he knew that this was the famous invincible in the world, back then Wang Canglan was invincible in the world, and he once produced fourteen swords in a row, and the powerful power of the fourteenth sword superimposed had almost made him and Ye Chunqiu die together!

How many swords could Wang Canglan in his heyday produce without encountering Ye Chunqiu? It may be up to twenty, but it's definitely more than that.

A young monster even more terrifying than Wang Canglan?!

Even if he told Yuri Ito that it was the end of the world, he would believe it, but he would never believe that someone could surpass Wang Canglan at such a young age!

Wang Fuxing didn't believe it either.

I am afraid that only Nangong Tulong who is present knows what is going on.

The corpse's slow movement instantly sped up a little, the water splashed under his feet, the glass shone brightly, the twenty-first sword!

The Adjudication Force, which had only three remainers, was again one less personnel.

Now it's completely two or three big cats and small kittens.

Ito Yuri finally reacted, his face was pale, his eyes were desperate, he stared at the dead body with a look of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Friend, the Rothschild adjudication forces are adjudicating against the enemy, who are you?!" Do you know what you're doing?! I hope you don't meddle with it! ”

Verdict?

Now there are only two people left in the adjudication force, plus one Yuri Ito.

Even if there are no dead bodies, Wang Fuxing and Nangong Dragon Slayer can still play to death them.

His verdict is now a joke.

"I'm enforcing the law."

The corpse said calmly, and the moment she spoke, the whole person moved again, and her limit seemed to have no end, and twenty-two swords were drawn, and another member of the adjudication force was hacked to death with a sword!

"Law enforcement?"

Out of absolute shock, Ito Yuri didn't react for a while What is law enforcement, he vaguely heard a legend of the Celestial Empire, and his face changed drastically: "You are the chengguan?!" ”

The corpse frowned, too lazy to answer.

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth twitched, and at this time, he almost laughed out loud.

Yuri Ito, who understood that he had been an idiot once, reacted instantly, almost jumped up all of a sudden, looked at the dead body, and screamed in horror: "Law enforcement team! Royal Law Enforcement Team! Who are you?! ”

The twenty-third sword shines.

Thirty members of the adjudication force, plus seven people who were hacked to death by Nangong Dragon Slayer.

Annihilated.

The dead corpse slowly put away his sword and said calmly: "Code name Dead Corpse, law enforcement on behalf of the sky!" ”

A slogan that has not been resounded in the Celestial Empire for more than twenty years!

Enforce the law on behalf of the sky!

How domineering and arrogant?

She looked at Yuri Ito, who was frightened, and then at Wang Fuxing, who was staring at her, her beautiful face was still quiet, standing silently in the rain, as if she was a little dazed, as if she was waiting for something.

Wang Fuxing finally spoke, he shook his head, looked at Ito Yuri, who was a little distracted beside him, and said with a cruel smile: "He is mine." ”――

The recent update is too miserable, and I don't dare to bubble in the group, I dare not ask for leave, I don't dare to add PS in the back row of the chapter, and I don't dare to do anything-

This month is really scum, it's the thirtieth, and tomorrow is the first.

Update or something.,No guarantees.,Look at my performance~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~