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Suddenly, a palpitating sense of crisis appeared in Chen Feng's heart, only to hear a thunderous roar from behind.

A pitch-black short sword stabbed into the back of his heart with great speed, black brilliance, extremely fast speed, it was simply a black lightning bolt born beyond the sky.

"Brush-" The short sword penetrated Chen Feng's body without any drag, and at the same time, Yao Wentao's arm.

"Huh?" Yao Wentao didn't look excited at all, and his brows furrowed deeply: "Afterimage?

Before he could come back to his senses, a green light flickered around his neck, and the boundless cold feeling made him shiver. However, Yao Wentao was not chaotic at all, only to see his black short sword silently resting on his neck, just resisting the attack of the Qiushui Sword.

"Ding—"

The two swords intersect, earth-shattering. Everyone on the ground felt a tremor in their ears, and a tingling pain spread deep in their ears. Many people only felt that the sky was dark for a while, and a smear of blood flowed out of the ear hole. There are also some people who are not strong, and their eyes are black, and they fall straight to the ground, and they faint to death.

However, no one cared about their discomfort at all, even if the blood in their ears flowed from them. They all tilted their heads in unison, watching the battle between the two in the air meticulously. Being able to see such a battle between "immortals" was something they couldn't imagine at all. With such an opportunity, how can you lose a big one because of a small one?

The two figures in the sky were intertwined with each other, and the weapons in their hands collided violently, like two ribbons, one green and one black, intertwining with each other, but they were scattered at the touch of a button. However, even though the two swords collided again, the sound as lethal as the first one never appeared again.

The so-called gods fight, and mortals suffer. Although Chen Feng and Yao Wentao were not immortals, the aftermath of the battle at their level was something that the mortals below could not afford. Therefore, Chen Feng used the "Quotation Technique" to deliberately control the power of the two swords when they collided within the level that everyone below deliberately endured.

"Haha, I can't imagine that you still have a little conscience, and you are still thinking about the life and death of others in the battle of life and death. Yao Wentao's face was full of sarcasm, and the long sword in his hand pointed: "However, since you have this leisure, then, I will let you worry enough." ”

After speaking, Yao Wentao smiled cruelly, wiped his right hand on his waist, and then waved it towards the crowded place below. Suddenly, a puff of black smoke surged towards the crowd, and before it reached the crowd, a pungent stench had already made everyone feel a headache.

"Shameless people, they wantonly kill living beings!" Chen Feng finally became angry and shouted in a low voice. Although his voice was not loud, it was like a thunderbolt, making Yao Wentao stop his movements suddenly.

Turning his head, Yao Wentao looked at Chen Feng with a slight surprise in his heart. At this time, Chen Feng stood in the air, above his head was the brilliant morning sun, the golden sunlight sprinkled on his tall body, at first glance, it gave people a solemn feeling, like a Buddha with the spirit of Buddhism, so that Yao Wentao suddenly felt repentant. Looking at it again, Chen Feng's short hair rushed up, his eyebrows were cold, his muscles were bulging, his clothes were hunting, and he was holding a turquoise autumn water sword, which added countless heroic spirits, like a golden-armored god of war who descended into the nine skies, and the indescribable power and magic made Yao Wentao feel a little frightened.

However, Yao Wentao is also a generation of heroes, and he just broke free from these emotions in a slight moment. He looked at Chen Feng, who was hurrying towards the crowd below, and sneered: "Hmph, I want to see, how many can you save?" After speaking, his hands waved sharply, and the black mist rolled down like a dark cloud that crushed the city, with a boundless sense of suffocation.

"Oh no, everyone disperse. Situ Qiang is naturally well-informed, and when he saw Yao Wentao's posture, he knew that he had bad intentions.

However, the speed of the black mist was extremely fast, and there was no time for everyone to retreat. As soon as the inspiration moved, Situ Qiang shouted: "Quick, get into the car, close the doors and windows!"

Situ Qiang's command suddenly gave the overwhelmed policemen a direction, only to see them all rushing into the carriage one by one, closing the doors and windows, and not coming out again.

"Director, you can go in quickly. The assistant Xiao Li eagerly persuaded Situ Qiang, who was still standing outside the car.

"No, I'm the commander here, I have to command everyone to go in before I can go in!" Situ Qiang said firmly.

When Xiao Li heard this, his face was full of admiration. I saw him salute vigorously and said firmly: "I'll accompany the director!"

Since many of the police force came on motorcycles, and the wave of hidden weapons just now corroded several police cars, there were finally not enough police cars. Even if some of the cops were lying sideways on the laps of the cops in the back row, there were still seven or eight cops with nowhere to go. They were anxiously looking around for a place to escape the black fog. However, this is a large square in front of the Wanhe Building, and there is no place to hide at all.

"Get in my car!" just as they were desperate, Situ Qiang's voice rang out.

"Director......" Several policemen looked at Situ Qiang, who was waving anxiously, in some surprise, and didn't react for a while.

"Hurry, why are you still stunned!" Situ Qiang and the policemen were still stunned in place, and immediately scolded.

In desperation, several policemen had to run to Situ Qiang's side.

"Come in, a few people squeeze, hurry up!" Situ Qiang pulled the car door and pushed a policeman in: "Come in, the poisonous fog is coming soon." ”

Situ Qiang's police car is an ordinary Santana 2000, and the space is not very large. Seven people sat down at once, and it was suddenly crowded. Everyone squeezed hard, and finally squeezed out another person's position. The policemen on the periphery hurriedly shouted: "Chief, come in, the poisonous fog is coming!"

Situ Qiang didn't answer, but grabbed his assistant Xiao Li's body and stuffed him into the only gap in the car.

"No, Director, you are the Director, the police station can't do without you, let me down, you come in!" Xiao Li struggled violently, but Situ Qiang was a strong man in the Qi training period, how could Xiao Li easily break free?

"I'm the bureau chief, listen to orders!" Situ Qiang finished speaking, and then slammed the car door shut.

"Director ......" Not only Xiao Li, but also the other policemen in the car choked up, they looked at Situ Qiang's tall figure deeply, and tears had already filled their eyes.

The black mist had already reached the top of Situ Qiang's head.

"Finally it's all safe, I'm the director, I'm going to sacrifice, and I'm the first!" Situ Qiang muttered as he looked at the lower and lower poisonous mist.

That's when it happened.

"Hmph, I know that I am strong!" A cold voice with a bit of appreciation sounded, and then, Situ Qiang felt his body fly, and fell into the fountain pool not far away.