Fifteen minutes ago.

Received an emergency warning from the center, showing that there is an unexpected situation in the vicinity of the city.

This alert was quickly spread to all the high-level town anomalists, and it just so happened that there were two people in the vicinity.

These two people are the high-level officials of the Ministry of Public Security who came to carry out the routine report.

Xuan Qing looked at the PHS in his hand, and his expression became very subtle.

"It's not.... Why did I catch up with all the? ”

"Stop complaining, go."

As he groaned, his companion sat in the specially modified black Audi A8L in the underground garage, the engine making a muffled sound.

With gray hair and extremely neat short hair, another third-class companion was dressed very simply, holding a long sword wrapped in a black sword bag in his arms, and sat quietly in the back seat of the car.

Xuan Qing could only sigh and said to the driver that he was going to the intersection of Xinsheng Road.

This kind of high-level public car, equipped with a driver will not be an ordinary person, but an industry insider with seven or eight levels of strength, so he nodded calmly, and his white-gloved hands clenched the steering wheel, and the car galloped smoothly and quickly on the road like a black shadow.

"[Qingshuang], why are you so positive? The executive department is full of activists like you? Or are you swordsmen so belligerent? ”

"Hehe....."

The man named Qingshuang didn't respond to his old friend's jokes, he knew that if he replied, the other party would have a hundred sentences waiting, he just held the sword in his arms and closed his eyes.

The four members of Shui Feng Zheng, Xuan Qing, and the swordsmen of the executive department named Qingshuang and Zheng C, etc., were the first to go to support according to the principle of proximity.

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"Wait.... Not quite right....."

Xuan Qing looked at the huge offensive and defensive barrier that suddenly rose in the distance, and then felt that it was broken, and his expression became extremely solemn.

"It's wrong...."

Qingshuang in the back seat silently untied the black sword pouch and took out his own sword from it.

The sword of the swordsman is the most special weapon in the world, which is the proof that they give up a switch to obtain earth-shattering killing power, and each sword will have its unique [Sword Inscription].

The sword is the person, and the inscription is the sword.

He slightly pushed out the pure silver long sword in his hand, and the sword inscription was written on the root of the sword, "One inch of green frost".

As a swordsman, he could feel more, more subtle changes, and he was ready to unsheath at any moment.

Without any further regard for traffic laws, the black Audi went on a rampage, almost in a straight line towards the high school.

Li Zixin trembled all over, and the irrepressible red blood seemed to seep out of her chest, and she looked at the thin ominous figure with fear, who was waiting patiently.

Wei Gu Shu was so close to it, the smell of decay on its body was already able to penetrate his nose, and the terrifying soul pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, like a fish about to die of thirst.

Too high a concentration of soul pressure will make it difficult for people to breathe, which means that the difference in the strength of soul pressure between this thin figure and Wei Gu Shu cannot be calculated.

Wei Gushu's lips suddenly twitched twice, as if to say something, which attracted the interest of the humanoid, and it seemed to listen.

It took some interest in the soulless but undead tenacious ant in front of him, even though it had nothing to do with the mission he had received.

Looking at the decaying clothes that obviously did not belong to this era, and withstanding the pain of the wounds behind him and the oppression of soul pressure, Wei Gu slowly opened his mouth.

“..... I'm damn you....."

The latter nodded, as if understanding the words, and slowly raised the long sword in its hand.

The frantic roar of the sword was not a precursor to an attack, but an unwillingness to help the abuse, like crying.

"Is this the end of it...."

Wei Gushu thought so in his heart.

If you want to say unwilling, he does have a lot of unwillingness, obviously he finally survived the first nineteen years of such shit, finally entered the north, and finally found a way to continue to live, but it seems that everything is going to end abruptly here, and it is a lie to say that he is willing.

But he accepted.

He accepts such an ending, even if it is a thousand or ten thousand times again, he will not hesitate to make such a choice at that time.

He will also save the girl, and he will be extremely arrogant to give the middle finger to this anomaly.

Because he did not regret such an act, he accepted such a death.

........

A slender and white hand was quietly stretched out.

It erects its index finger, pins its middle finger behind the index finger in reverse, and these two fingers form a winding mudra, while the rest of the ring finger and little finger are naturally gathered into the palm of the hand, and the thumb is slightly open.

This mudra is like a python entwining with each other.

It maintained this movement at a great distance, obscuring the emaciated figure with the sword raised in its view

"Pro."

This hand is Xuanqing, and the terrifying soul pressure is like finding an outlet, and he does not hesitate to completely release his Fa!

He was dozens of meters away, and he didn't wait for the car to stop to see the extremely tragic situation at the moment, so he opened the window, leaned out, and stretched out his hand.

For the first time, the method of the anomalies in the town of Zheng C was revealed in front of Wei Gushu.

With this mantra in his mouth, the soul pressure in the air was suddenly released, and then transformed into a unique form.

The cyan translucent python appeared on the thin figure out of thin air, instantly binding it into a knot, and it couldn't even move.

Release the soul pressure, transform the soul pressure, and then construct.

These three categories constitute the Xuanqing Fa

[Spirit Palace], the Lord binds, this is his law.

The gray-haired swordsman in the back seat had long since disappeared, and with the blessing of the swordsman's unique strong physical strength, he jumped directly from the nearby high-rise building, circled a large arc, and arrived at the scene at the moment when the [Spirit Palace] was successfully restrained.

Without hesitation, Qingshuang unsheathed, like a cold light, and cut off its outstretched hand holding the sword vertically.

Beyond everyone's expectations, the Spirit Palace could only be restrained for a moment. The moment Qingshuang slice its arm, its other hand broke free, drew another sword from behind it, and slashed sideways at the swordsman.

The second sword, the inscription [Wood Rhino]

This sword was a skull, but Qingshuang was worthy of being a swordsman who was known for his amazing combat power, and he actually turned his head in this extremely short period of time and dodged this sword.

His ears were slashed off by Qi Gen, and blood spread down his cheeks, looking extremely terrifying, but Qingshuang's expression did not waver, allowing his ears to be sliced open and dripping with blood, he was ready for the next round.

"Fuck it, Soldier Liberation! This thing is a soldier and an immortal! ”

Blood gradually flowed from Xuan Qing's ears and nose, staining his white shirt red, but he didn't realize it, and once again increased the intensity of the soul pressure released on the spirit officer, and the sword with spikes on his back seemed to tremble slightly, almost out of its sheath.