At the heart of the explosion, the terrifying explosion just now didn't even shake off the hero's coat draped over his shoulders, and he was holding the sword in one hand at the moment, standing on the ground melted into magma by the heat of the explosion, looking solemnly at the sword marks in front of him.

Although the sword he just now was not full force, it used at least about thirty percent of the soul pressure, and the result was that only a dispensable sword mark of a few centimeters was left on this huge barrier, and this sword mark was still rapidly recovering, according to the speed of its recovery, after a few breaths, nothing would happen.

"I kind of understand why Brother Huofeng is here now."

Thinking like this, the hero stood on the ground with his feet apart, his spine slightly arched, and stretched out his left hand as a guide, while his right shoulder and right arm held the twilight drum sword and slowly pulled it back, and the latissimus dorsi tensed up, and he put on a posture ready to stab with all his might.

A huge amount of soul pressure washed over his surroundings like the sea, strengthening every inch of his muscles, and the heat brought by it turned into white smoke the moment the falling rain touched his skin, and the sound of evaporation was endless.

The method named [Heart Sound] had already been pushed to the extreme of his law, and his next sword was about to pierce through the previous sword marks, and the cross-section of this barrier accurately detonated with a power no less than that of a small intercontinental missile.

Just when everyone was helpless, at the end of the endless night rain, a figure appeared somewhat abruptly.

The leader is wearing a suit, with white hair, no expression can be seen on his handsome face, his steps seem to have a unique rhythm, holding a black umbrella, and his hand holding the handle of the umbrella is slender and powerful.

"Wait, chief..... If I'm not mistaken...."

The voice of the young town anomaly at the head trembled with excitement and bowed deeply.

This is normal, anyone will look up to their existence, and the five words of the strongest human being are enough to explain everything.

They are beings beyond the ordinary, beings who face the gods, and each of them stands on the top of an incomparably high mountain.

【Wind】

They are called winds.

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"Nice sword."

The white-haired young man didn't know when he was already standing by the hero's side, he stretched out his index finger and thumb and gently pinched the already hot red sword, which quickly cooled down, and a small melodious bell rang out.

This white-haired man's hairstyle is not long, but a flowing semi-short haircut, which can be said to be the same as the recently popular hairstyle except for the hair color, but his expression is far from being as young as it looks, and he seems to have spent an endless time.

"Zhenjun."

The hero sheathed his sword and bowed slightly in respect to the comer, who nodded lightly and patted him on the shoulder.

Being able to hold his sword with his bare hands, and let the twilight drum, who was difficult to calm down, easily return to his inactive state, the identity of the comer is already very obvious.

Golden Wind, True Monarch.

The white-haired handsome man known as the True Monarch walked in front of this barrier, which was called unbelievable strength and required several B-class people to join hands to grind for a long time. He just touched the black curtain with one hand, and countless traces of slaughter appeared on the black curtain in an instant, as if they were cut by countless blades, and then pieces of disembodied black curtain fragments fell one after another, and the man was as casual as piercing a piece of paper.

"Don't let anyone else come near here."

Zhenjun, who had white hair and was wearing a black suit, gently put down the black umbrella in his hand and stopped the people from the executive department from wanting to go together.

The hero put away his sword, he knew what Zhenjun meant, the danger level in this will be very high, he and Xuanqing nodded and signaled, and followed Zhenjun into the broken cover, Xuanqing wanted to leave with everyone, but it was seen that he grabbed the hero who was fishing, and dragged them into the gymnasium together.

"What's the use of me being a C-class...."

The latter sighed and shook his head, to which the hero was noncommittal.

The silence in the gymnasium was a little terrifying, and the footsteps of the white-haired Zhenjun and the hero and Xuan Qing were particularly abrupt, but this tranquility in the hero's ears was the opposite of what was felt on the surface.

There were still a lot of sounds in the darkness, it was the sound of a lot of people breathing, the sound of a lot of people's heartbeat, the sound of a lot of people's blood flowing in their veins, even the small contractions of their skin.

His own Dharma is related to "sounds", and Gu Wen can naturally hear these small sounds clearly.

He was a little surprised, according to his previous experience and the strength of the soul pressure of this barrier, a group of students and teachers were locked in the same confined space with this terrifying anomaly, no matter what tragic happened, it was not surprising, but at this moment, the number of survivors' heartbeats was the most abnormal thing.

He drew his sword quietly, without making a sound, waiting for something that might appear in the darkness, while the True Monarch who walked in front of him still maintained the same steady frequency as before, without the slightest surprise or pause.

They walked through the gate and saw everything inside the gymnasium.

- There was only a remnant of the light left, so that the light in the gymnasium could not be dim anymore, and the smell of blood and viscera mixed with dust and the humidity of the rainy day.

In the dark, Gu Wen could see the walls of people piled up in front of him, all of which were students' bodies, piled up at the exit, and he could guess that they still wanted to run out in the end, although they were frightened and fainted, and the people on the lower level were crushed and fractured, their breathing and heartbeat told Gu Wen that they were still alive.