The wails drowned out the entire city of A.

Songming hid in the clouds, waiting, staring at the image on the screen from the holographic radar.

Qi Peng's cowardly posture in the air was like an earthworm, and under him, there was a torrent of fierce beasts raging against mankind.

One person came to Qi Peng's side.

This person stepped on the long sword covered with flames, his body was strong, his face was indifferent, his facial features were wide, his sword eyebrows were thick and raised, and he was more or less a little immortal, and he was wearing a blue and white samurai robe, showing his transcendent status.

When Song Ming was wondering, he suddenly heard this person face Qi Peng and coldly reprimanded:

"The Qi family's face has been disgraced to you."

This person's name is Qi Yang, and he is one of the four direct disciples of the Samurai Academy.

I saw Qi Yang casually pull out the long sword on his waist, and with a light touch of his two fingers on the blade, the sword body was instantly ignited, and then he swung the sword and slashed towards the thick black and tough steel rope.

The steel rope is split in two.

Qi Peng, who fell with it, was caught by Qi Yang with one hand and held it in his hand like pork.

At the other end, the steel rope cut by his sword was instantly ignited by the blue flames, and the fire was like a fierce wind, climbing the rope up, swallowing the entire steel rope in an instant, until it drilled into the clouds, and ignited the pine silver wing plane violently.

After experiencing a girl's attack, Song Ming has calmed down a lot:

"Why is there another monster?!"

Qi Yang seemed to be able to hear Song Ming's whisper, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the plane in the flames and lock on Song Ming:

"Look for death!"

Before Songming could react, the engine exploded with a bang.

The plane rose into flames and fell from the clouds.

Song Ming hurriedly jumped out of the cabin, spread his glider, and slid diagonally down from the air.

Qi Yang sneered at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and whispered:

"Flame Road, Falling Flame Arrow!"

With a wave of the sleeve of his robe, an iron arrow entwined with fire roared down from the sky, chasing Songming, and an arrow passed through his body.

Song Ming only listened to the sound of the wind above his head, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and the entire internal organs seemed to be burned, and the blue flames instantly covered his whole body, burning his clothes, burning his glider, and burning the hair all over his body.

He just smoked all over his body, smelled the smell of meat, and fell from the sky.

A sad cry flashed in my head:

"When a man is killed, he dies...... Is it? Fuck your uncle's samurai! ”

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in his falling field of vision.

This person's same blue and white samurai robe, unlike the girl and the burly man stepping on the flying sword, this man actually walked in the sky out of thin air, walking in the air as if no one was around, coming leisurely from the east, the loose samurai robe fluttering in the wind.

This person's name is Qi Yu, and he is also a disciple of the four direct disciples of the Samurai Academy.

Qi Yu walked slowly into the air, suddenly stopped, pinched his fingers, and shouted:

"Since my senior brother is not here, I will simply open a big one."

Subsequently, suddenly raise your voice:

"Explain! Wind Channel, 100 Tornadoes! ”

The ground of the whole city suddenly picked up the wind, and the breeze swept up to the ground, and then whistled, and turned into countless tornadoes, which became more and more intense, pulling out the grass and trees, rolling up the sand and stones, and breaking the window lattices -- nine small tornadoes gathered together and merged into a middle tornado, and the majestic suction force raged the city, rolling trees, houses, and human beings into the sky -- the nine middle tornadoes converged and merged into a large tornado with a diameter of several kilometers.

Under the suction of this super tornado, even the megalodon pterosaur scattered and fled, some tore open the sky net, but they were still caught in the eye of the storm, and only a very small number of high-level pterosaurs escaped.

The pine song that was originally falling, was also swept up into the air at this moment, rotating around the eye of the wind.

Songming, who had been pierced through the abdomen by an arrow, burned to the point of dying, and fell from a height of thousands of meters with no possibility of survival, saw a glimmer of life at this moment, he knew that these warriors should want to capture the pterodactyl alive, so naturally they would not hurt the killer, and they would be much safer.

Zhengjue rejoiced, and a familiar voice came:

"Songming, ...... here"

Song Ming turned his head to see that his father actually flew over with a rocket booster and slammed into him.

That's right, it's holding.

Song Ming looked down and saw that his father's legs were no longer there, so he had to hold the booster with both hands.

"Dad, your legs—"

Tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably, but they were blown away by the wind in an instant.

Mehta's body had been bitten by the pterosaur to only half of it, and the blood was swaying in the wind, he gritted his teeth and slammed into Songming, pushing Songming out of the tornado, flying out of the torn gap on the west side of Skynet, and finally crashing on the edge of the jungle outside City A.

Thanks to the dense branches of the jungle and the soft ground covered in leaves, the two Songming, who fell from the sky, did not die immediately.

The blood in Songming's mouth was gushing, blood and tears alternated, and while he covered his father's broken leg to prevent his father from bleeding to death, he yelled at his father almost hysterically:

"Why? Why don't you listen to me! Why do you have to go out? ”

The father was pale and dying:

"If you're not a samurai, you'll only be dead if you fall into the Space Ring......"

"No matter what space ring he has, I can't die."

"You think you're a monster? In front of a real samurai, you are no different from tofu. ”

"Don't talk, I'll stop the bleeding for you."

The father's eyes were slightly open, and he looked extremely struggling:

"I know, you have been staying on the surface to take care of me, you have been suppressing your curiosity about this world, your heart has always wanted to be a samurai, look at your big watery eyes I know, don't cry, the only thing I can be proud of in this life is your son, as long as you are alive, I have no regrets."

Song Ming didn't listen at all, bit the blood vessels in his wrist, and sent them to his father's pale mouth:

"There are no regrets when you are alive! Drink my blood, and you'll still ...... alive."

The father turned his head, reluctantly took out the thin piece of green bamboo slip from his arms, and handed it to Songming:

"Go...... Samurai Academy. ”

Song Ming clutched the bamboo slip tightly, crying and nodding:

"I will."

The father closed his eyes, and slowly opened them after a while:

"The most, last...... Breath...... I want to tell you...... 's background...... Actually......"

Before the words were finished, a whimper was whimpering.

Song Ming picked up his father and shook his head vigorously:

"Finish talking, Dad!"

Then the father no longer responded.

Song Ming buried his head in pain, stopped abruptly for a while, and suddenly stood up, his eyes seemed to be through the jungle, looking directly at the blue night sky, and his legs and feet took a step forward-

Fell.

……

Over City A.

Qi Yang, a burly man, stepped on the blue sword at this moment, hung Qi Peng in a coma, crossed the tornado, came to Qi Yu's side, and looked at the girl who was overturning the river and the sea in the tornado, with an extremely angry expression:

"Dongfang Yuanai, what the hell are you doing......

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Teaser: Chapter 0005, Death Training Ground