Two strange young men dressed as students in cyan robes, one after the other, appeared on the tree-lined path without warning.

They seemed to be passing by.

But Li Xiaofei clearly felt the same aura on these two people as the mechanical warriors under Mei Fusu in the ruined town at that time.

The people of the Eternal Mechanical Sect infiltrated so quickly?

The closed array of White Hart Academy is funny.

Or are these two actually buried nails a long time ago?

As he spoke, the two men had begun to speed up.

They did not hide the purpose of their actions.

When he raised his hand, both arms turned into magnetic swords that shimmered with a faint light, and there was a cold glow that belonged to a metal machine in the dark woods of night.

Su Wanqing glared at Li Xiaofei.

"Take care of yourself."

As she spoke, she pulled out the saber hanging from her waist with her backhand, used her skills, and rushed forward, facing the young man on the opposite side, and the sword light sprinkled.

Laugh at.

The figures are staggered.

Only one-third of the blade and hilt of the magnetic battle sword in the young man's hand remained.

His body split in two and broke from his waist.

The upper half of the body is falling.

Blood spurted from the incision.

If you look closely, you will see that it is a cross-section of a wound with a slight mixture of muscle and metal micromachinery.

Sure enough, it's a mechanical samurai.

Minor modifications.

This moment of fighting has been enough for Li Xiaofei to judge some of the information he wants-

Su Wanqing's cultivation is in the Twelve Veins Great Perfection of the Tuomai Realm, and she is only one foot away from the Five Spirits Realm.

The swordsmanship follows the path of the Lin family's sword of the White Deer Academy.

And the combat power of the mechanical warrior was far inferior to the mechanical warrior who intercepted and killed the Xuanhuang that day, and it was only equivalent to the level of the second or third veins of the ancient warrior's Tuomai Realm.

The mechanical assistance system and the upper limit of the optical brain computing power that they implanted in their bodies could not cope with the speed and power of the moves of the Great Perfection Ancient Martial Artists of the Extension Pulse Realm.

"It's a little weak."

Li Xiaofei silently commented in his heart.

Xuan Huang saw the scene where he killed Mei Fusu, but he also asked him to protect Su Wanqing, so it is obvious that this chick's status in the dragon group is not low, but her strength is not lower than the Five Spirit Realm, so what's the point of protecting her?

Could it be that the "Corpse Emperor Holy Crystal" is on Su Wanqing's body?

So here's the problem.

The treasures that the major forces have worked so hard to get, why should they be stored on this girl of average strength?

In addition, the two mechanical warriors selected by the Eternal Machinery were of a lower level, and they couldn't even beat the Tuomai Realm......

Are they here to be funny?

Li Xiaofei looked like a stupid person who was frightened by a sudden killing.

After winning a move, Su Wanqing's figure accelerated and rushed forward, without stopping at all.

But almost at the same time-

Puff puff.

Three slight sounds of breaking the air flew towards him.

Su Wanqing's complexion changed, and her body that rushed forward quickly turned back in an incredible way, stopping the momentum of rushing forward.

Twenty centimeters away, in the path where she was supposed to be, three special metal spur bullets like light blue needles and tubes were fired into the rocks on the ground.

The trap is triggered.

The blue liquid inside the barrel was instantly injected into the stone.

"Absolutely?"

Su Wanqing's complexion changed again.

She realized that the other party was sure she already knew something.

That's why I use this weapon, I want to capture myself alive.

There was more than one attacker.

Su Wanqing looked at the dark and quiet woods ahead, trying to find the location of the gunman.

But the next moment—

Puff puff.

Puff puff puff.

The bullet in the void struck again.

Dense all-round saturated indiscriminate crazy coverage.

Seal Su Wanqing within 100 meters of the left and right.

Su Wanqing snorted lightly, the long sword in her hand danced, the water could not be splashed, and the internal qi exploded, forming an eggshell-shaped sword gang, protecting herself.

Ding Ding Ding.

It was shattered by a catapult and was never able to break through the defense.

But soon, she found that the body of the projectile that had been bounced shattered and fell to the ground, instantly volatilizing from a light blue liquid state to a gaseous state, filling the air, forming a strange aura.

"Not good."

She immediately closed her breath.

But in an instant, a stinging sensation of slight numbness rises from the surface of the skin and spreads rapidly.

"How...... How so?"

Su Wanqing's eyes widened.

Aren't they all closed to breathe?

Why......

The softness of her body made it impossible for her to maintain her sword momentum any longer.

Poof.

A miniature *** shot from a distance successfully imprinted into her snow-white neck.

At the moment when her body collapsed weakly, she saw Li Xiaofei not far away, who had already collapsed on the ground unconscious due to inhaling a large amount of anesthetic gas.

Sure enough, it's a fragile waste.

Let's hope the enemy doesn't poison him as an inconsequential waste.

Su Wanqing collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

The next moment.

Several figures, also dressed as students, flew quickly from the shadows of the dense forest.

One of them carried Su Wanqing.

"And one more, killed?"

"No, take him with you, maybe your lord will be useful."

"Okay."

So another person picked up Li Xiaofei.

After professionally removing all traces of the scene, the group quickly left the dense forest.

I don't know how long it took.

Su Wanqing felt cold all over.

The moment she quickly regained consciousness, she suddenly struggled and rolled over, making a posture of vigilance.

Only then did I realize that I was in a strange enclosed space, filled with white cold air, which blocked my vision and made it impossible to fully see everything around me. Chinese Net

The "young student" who attacked him was five meters away.

There are six people in total.

In addition, there is a figure with a silver gear shape, sitting on a chair, scarlet eyes, looking at him with interest.

It's the leader of the other party.

Su Wanqing subconsciously wanted to make a move.

But suddenly, Nei Qi couldn't lift it in the slightest.

The strength of the flesh is only one-twelfth of the remaining.

"Where's the Holy Crystal?"

The Silver Gear Masked Man asked.

The sound seems to be electronically synthesized, with the sound of electricity as if it were nothing, which looks strange and terrifying.

Su Wanqing did not answer.

The special training she received in the dragon group made her mentally prepared for the situation in front of her.

Once again, she carefully observed her surroundings.

Then I saw Li Xiaofei who was sleeping like a dead pig not far away, and I couldn't help but feel my heart sink.

This waste was brought anyway.

I'm afraid that no one can save him.

Silence.

Su Wanqing didn't mean to answer the other party's question at all.

"I know that you dragons are professionally trained and not afraid of torture."

The Silver Gear Mask Man said lightly, "However, people like you have a natural weakness and are trapped by the ethereal and ridiculous oath of guardianship, so I'm curious if you will reconsider answering my question when you see your classmates being subjected to inhuman abuse

What about it?"

"Are you referring to him?"

Su Wanqing glanced at Li Xiaofei.

"Of course not."

The Silver Gear Mask Man laughed dumbly.

There was a mockery in his voice, "How could I put a weight on this useless waste? As a bitter lord who has been harassed all afternoon, you must have been disgusted with this waste for a long time, you shouldn't care much about his life or death, but what if it was someone else?"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands gently.

The other two shackled figures, covered in their mouths, were pushed from the darkness of the room by four mechanical warriors in a frightened struggle.

"Woo-woo."

The two teenage girls struggled in horror.

It's Lin Wan and Ding Rong.

They were caught.

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