Thousands of wind blades, from all directions, attacked Gu Xiaodong almost without dead ends.

With such a dense and varied attack, no matter how you look at it, you can't dodge it, and even if you swing your sword to resist, you will miss something.

Gu Xiaodong didn't try to dodge, and he didn't even draw his sword.

He stood still, motionless.

In the face of Song Guangming's thousands of knives, he seemed to want to be able to resist with his body.

However, just as the green blade was added, a white wall suddenly rose, enveloping Gu Xiaodong.

The white wall was not really a wall, but a wall of air composed of countless flowing winds, with only a thin layer, which looked very fragile, as if it could be broken at the slightest poke.

But such a seemingly thin and fragile wind wall actually blocked all the thousands of wind blades that blew in.

No, it's more like devouring than blocking.

All blades, big or small, fast or slow, thin, thick, smooth, and grainy, will disappear as soon as they come into contact with the wind wall.

"A white wall of wind?"

Song Guangming's face was slightly condensed.

Even if he is the same Tianjiao in the world and the peak realm of Huixuan, in the face of his thousands of swords, it is absolutely impossible to retreat with his whole body.

But this Gu Xiaodong can not only be unharmed, but also block it effortlessly.

The problem is obviously in this light white wind wall.

As we all know, the wind is green, and the thunder is white.

The white wind wall is unheard of and unseen.

With Song Guangming's vision, it is difficult for Rao to see the specific doorway of this wind wall, and he can't figure out how this thin wind wall swallowed his thousands of green blades.

"This technique is called [Wind Barrier]."

Maybe it was because he saw Song Guangming's doubts, or because he had the intention to show off, Gu Xiaodong actually took the initiative to explain.

"It's not a mystical technique, and of course, you can treat it as an occult technique."

"It can spawn at will anytime and anywhere according to Dongye's mind, and it can block all flying objects indiscriminately."

"Regardless of the power of the grade, whether it is the Xuan Technique Xuan Qi or the Xuan Weapon Xuan Soldier, as long as it is a flying thing, it will not be able to break through it."

Gu Xiaodong's wrist flicked, and the Endless Killing Sword appeared in his palm.

"Inspector Song, if you want to cut the cave master with a thousand knives, you can only use your knife to come in person."

"I can't ask for it."

Song Guangming's body burst out with a strong cyan light, kicked under his feet, and bounced to the ground, wanting to pounce and kill Gu Xiaodong.

And at the moment when his feet left the ground, his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Everything around him seemed to be frozen in an instant, and Song Guangming couldn't move, couldn't be lucky, and couldn't even breathe.

At the same time, Gu Xiaodong's fat body suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared directly in front of Song Guangming as if it had shrunk into inches.

"Sorey's tooth hurts!"

He shouted in an unknown dialect and swung the Endless Killing Sword.

Two oblique and one vertical, with a flick of the fingers, it is convenient to cut out three swords in mid-air.

Three deep sword marks with visible bones immediately appeared on Song Guangming, who was unable to move.

The coagulation was lifted, and the young man, who was covered in blood, also began to fall to the ground.

The cold light lit up, but it was Gu Xiaodong, who landed first, and stabbed out with a sword.

The speed of this sword was astonishing, almost in a flash.

Song Guangming, who was seriously injured and did not fall to the ground, only had time to put the uneven knife in front of him.

But, it didn't work.

The endless killing sword glowing with light blue cold light pierced the uneven knife without hindrance, piercing Song Guangming's chest.

"Bell!"

Half of the blade slammed to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Poof!"

The Endless Killing Sword was drawn from his chest, bringing up a bloody light.

"Poof!"

The boy shook twice, and fell to the ground weakly and unwillingly.

"Lone wolf Tianjiao? Son of a bitch! ”

Looking at Song Guangming at his feet, a strong disdain appeared in Gu Xiaodong's eyes.

"I can't even take a sword, so I'm embarrassed to be a hero? It's ridiculous! ”

"Isn't it enough to teach you the lesson you have been given in the royal capital? He even dared to provoke Dongye. ”

He scoffed.

"It's just a few mad dogs that get together and bite people when they see them, heh, I've dealt with a few waste mysteries, and I really take myself seriously."

Song Guangming didn't react to Gu Xiaodong's ridicule.

He lay on the ground, with a broken knife in his hand, and struggled several times to get up, but in the end he was unsuccessful.

The blood gathered more and more under him, and before he knew it, it was already a big pool of red.

The handsome young man who was originally red in the lips and white in his teeth was blue at this time, his face was pale, his clean plain clothes were covered with blood stains, and his pitch-black cloak was dirty and messy.

However, even if he looks embarrassed, even if he is scarred, his eyes are still clear.

There's a fire burning in there.

It is the flame of righteousness, the torch held high for the world.

"Mad Dog... Scold. ”

Song Guangming suddenly lifted his anger and forcibly stood up.

A handful of blood was spilled, and although his body shook, he never fell again.

"As long as I can bite off the flesh of your group of scum, why should I be a mad dog in the Supervision Department?!"

He clenched the broken uneven knife, his eyes burned, and his power skyrocketed.

His voice was full of energy, and his complexion was ruddy, as if he had never been injured.

Looking at Song Guangming's abnormal appearance, Gu Xiaodong sneered again.

He has dealt with many people in the Supervision Department, so he naturally knows what is going on.

Supervision of the secret law, prison post.

Casting this secret method can make people lose their sense of pain in a very short period of time, and forcibly lock Xuanyuan, no matter what kind of injuries they have, it will not affect the battle.

As for the cost, it depends on the length of time.

If it is short, the Xuanyuan will be damaged, and the realm will regress, and if it is long, the body will collapse, and there will be no corpse.

This secret method, the effect is so strong, and the backlash is so serious, once it is released, it is obviously fighting for life.

Either you go to prison yourself or you go to prison together.

And this prison is not a heavenly prison, but an eighteen layers of hell.

"Why bother?"

Although he knew the power of the prison post, Gu Xiaodong still didn't care.

He shook his head, his face full of mockery.

"It's just one gold coin a month, what are you doing?"

"The Supervision Department is willing to forge justice with flesh and blood."

Song Guangming, who had already returned to his peak, said coldly.

"Why should I kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked the ground, flew up, held the broken knife in his hand, and rushed straight to Gu Xiaodong.

Seeing Song Guangming like this, mockery flashed in Gu Xiaodong's eyes, and then disappeared in place.

The space froze again, Song Guangming was once again unable to move, could not be lucky, could not breathe, and Gu Xiaodong's figure appeared in front of him again.

This situation is exactly the same as before.

Song Guangming didn't know why this was the case.

His heart swelled with great unwillingness.

can't resist, and can't even self-detonate Xuanyuan, so he can only be slaughtered by others.

Could it be that he could only watch Gu Xiaodong slash three more swords?

Indeed it is.

Song Guangming couldn't do anything.

But that doesn't mean it's the same for others.

No one noticed that the big white goose, which had shrunk in the corner since the beginning of the war, suddenly fluctuated in shape, and then turned into a handsome man.

He appeared in the room silently, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, aiming at Gu Xiaodong, who was in mid-air.

"Sorey..."

"Suo pinch!"

Xu Zixian let go of the life-chasing arrow.

Looking at Gu Xiaodong's head, it exploded like fireworks in an instant, and he sneered.

"The minotaur will die to the master!"