"Don't worry, it's just a few deaths, when did your inspection bureau handle a case without casualties? This will not affect you as the deputy director, and my Li family will settle it. ”

Fang Yuan smiled and nodded yes.

Li Jin continued: "And it's just such a cult cultist, my Li family's third-level dead soldier will be dealt with quickly." ”

However.

After a bang, a muffled cheer suddenly sounded and flew out from the direction of the hotel, and smashed into the two of them after an arc in the air.

It was a figure.

After the figure landed, if you look closely, this is actually an insensitive person of the Li family.

The two were taken aback by the sudden scene.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan looked at Li Jin.

I saw that Li Jin's face was blue at this time, and his face was angry.

This was a naked slap in the face, he had just said that his third-level dead soldier could end this battle quickly, but his own people were blown over.

Li Jin looked at Pang Qing with gloomy eyes.

However, what awaited him was a pair of eyes full of murderous intent and extremely cold.

Li Jin was taken aback by these eyes.

This was a man with a mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the eyes inside the white mask made Li Jin's body tremble violently.

In an instant, he was angry, he felt that he was a little embarrassed just now, and his face seemed to be slapped by that person.

Then a scene that shocked him appeared.

In his eyes, the other two dead soldiers were repelled by a punch and kick from the man in the white mask.

Then, under Lee's horrified gaze, the masked man leaped down from the hotel and rushed towards him like electricity.

At this moment, Pang Qing's eyes were fierce, surrounded by murderous intent, and a powerful power burst out from his body.

Intense spiritual energy hovered around him, and the Eight Cangquan Styles were running in his body.

In an instant, a strong sense of oppression eroded towards Li Jin and the others.

Li Jin's face turned pale, and his body unconsciously stepped back.

Behind him, Fang Yuan's face sank, and his whole body also burst out with a spiritual energy momentum like a river.

His expression was cold, and he wanted to pull Li Jin behind him, but what shocked him was.

His speed is not as fast as that of the masked man.

He was terrified, and a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"We must not let Li Jin have an accident here! Never..."

Because Li Jin is related to his future.

However, even if his strength had reached the Jiang Realm, his speed was still not as fast as Pang Qing's.

The distance of more than ten meters was unreachable for Fang Yuan at this moment.

The sharp fist wind seemed to cut through the void, making a ziz sound.

Seeing that the pupils full of murderous intent were gradually approaching, Li Jin, as the descendant of the Li family, panicked at this moment.

Fear filled his eyes, and a bean-like cold sweat quickly broke out from his forehead.

The whole body is hot.

He knew he was going to die, because he couldn't catch such a punch, and even now there was not enough time to take out his hole cards.

Puff –

A blood-stained, sword-like fist pierced the body of the person in front of him.

In the splash of blood, Pang Qing's eyes flashed slightly, his body exploded violently, and there was a corpse hanging on his right arm.

Sou!

A long halberd with spiritual energy gathered smashed a big hole in the position where Pang Qing was standing just now.

"Li Shao! Are you okay! ”

Fang Yuan protected Li Jin behind him, stared at Pang Qing, and shouted loudly.

The frightened Li Jin was firmly protected by the inspectors who rushed to him.

He stared blankly ahead, the masked man covered in blood and like a demon of Shura.

After a few seconds, Li Jin came back to his senses.

He gasped for air, his pupils dilated, and his eyes filled with horror.

At the moment just now, he seemed to really feel that he was dead, and the fierce fist wind was still faintly painful when it blew on his body?

At the critical moment, if it weren't for the third-level dead soldier who fell on his side, hurriedly protecting the master and blocking the punch for him, maybe his body was really blasted by a punch.

Because that punch was so terrible, so terrifying that it was as strong as a modified person, and the third-level dead were all blasted through the body by that person's punch.

You must know that the people who have been transformed by their Li family are stronger than ordinary martial artists in terms of strength and speed.

Especially as the physical vehicle of the source of everything.

Looking at the masked man who tore the third-level dead man in half, Li Jin had to re-examine his strength,

Seeing the blood-stained man rushing again, Li Jin suddenly said urgently:

"Those who are not sensed listen to the order, I order you, as Li Jin, the thirty-sixth generation heir of the Li family, to inject the ninth potion and start the enhancement."

"And tear the enemy in front of you to pieces!"

Saying that, Li Jin's finger suddenly pointed at Pang Qing.

The two third-level dead soldiers who were rushing quickly to the rescue suddenly paused, and replied with a numb expression: "Yes!" ”

He immediately took out a small box from a combat pocket on his waist, opened it, took out a blue, pinky pencil-sized needle from it, and quickly injected it into his neck.

Pang Qing's figure also appeared in front of one person in an instant, and suddenly, he kicked out with a whip leg.

Bang –

The force was so strong that a visible force appeared in the air.

The kick seemed to break the steel, sending it flying violently.

When Li Jin said what No. 9 potion they were looking at, Pang Qing's figure, who had a bad prediction, also attacked the two senseless ones in an instant.

But he was still a step slower, because the No. 9 potion had just been injected into their bodies, so he had no choice but to kick it.

Sou! Whoosh –

There were suddenly several sounds of breaking the air behind him, and Pang Qing jumped sideways without looking back, away from where he was just now.

Bang - Bang -

The concrete floor was immediately blasted out of a large crater by several spiritual skills.

In the splashing of stones, Pang Qing kept jumping and rolling.

As soon as he dodged, he was immediately hit by a psionic halberd on the ground and exploded.

"Ah!!h

Fang Yuan shouted and attacked, and the spiritual energy behind him continued to condense attack moves.

At this time, he was very angry, because the master he had just been loyal to was almost killed under his nose.

It's about his future! He's just getting ready to soar!

How could he still endure it?

So he had to kill the pounding bastard in front of him.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in his body exploded again, gathering behind him, and he said loudly:

"Spiritual skill, Fang Tian Halberd!"

At the moment when he spoke, a huge three-story tall cyan halberd condensed behind him.

In an instant, the cold wind was howling, the breath was awe-inspiring, and a huge killing chill erupted from Fang Yuan's Fang Tian Halberd.

In the dodge, Pang Qing, who had already stopped, felt this breath, and his face under the mask was cold.