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Several fugitives in suits and leather shoes quickly approach, and the only exit that can return to the real world, the "subway passage".

Because staying here, the "demon" carrying a big sword and wearing a blood-colored battle suit has disappeared, and if he doesn't leave now, let alone when.

Although the exit was buried by snow, the snow layer was not deep, and several fugitives discussed that if they got into the snow, they should still be able to escape.

As they approach the coveted exit step by step, they move faster and faster, after all, hope is at hand.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man who rushed to the front fell headlong into the snow without warning.

"What's going on? Is someone blocking it?"

As soon as this thought flashed through the minds of several other people, they found that their bodies were also as if they had been hit by something invisible, and under the great pain, all the strength in ** was also withdrawn by a terrible force in an instant, and they all fell into the snow with convulsions.

At this time, the white world in their eyes seemed to turn into a flickering blood red.

The whole world seems to be constantly compressing!?

"Burst!"

Originally, Lu Xuan, who was advancing rapidly in this ruined city, also became struggling, and the target tower, which was originally planned to be reached in three minutes, suddenly became out of reach.

Lu Xuan even felt that if he continued to run at the current speed, he might never reach the finish line.

The development of the battle situation was somewhat unexpected by Lu Xuan, because what he didn't expect was that the master standing on the iron tower in the center of the Huangquan City would actually raise the "battle pressure" emanating from his body to the realm of "violent pressure".

"Storm Pressure" is an upgraded version of "Battle Pressure", and the effect is much more terrifying, not only suppressing the creatures within the suppression range, but also producing extremely terrifying spiritual suppression.

Those with low resistance will even feel that the entire space is constantly compressed, and then under the double suppression of spirit and **, they will lose consciousness forever.

"Storm pressure" can only be emitted by innate eighth-level masters in the middle and late stages, and it is impossible for an early innate eighth-level master like Lu Xuan to launch a "storm pressure".

For Lu Xuan, "violent pressure" is not terrible. What is terrible is the person who exudes "violent pressure".

Lu Xuan calculated that in this world where true qi is absolutely forbidden, even if he cheats, the amount of true qi cannot exceed five percent of his "total true qi" at most, and he can use such a small amount of true qi to release "violent pressure", in addition to the ability to control true qi has reached its peak, the spiritual energy is also absolutely strong.

The most unfathomable place that Lu Xuan felt about his opponent was that this was enough to suppress everything's "violent pressure". It was just the masterpiece of the man on the central tower, and the woman who had been standing behind him was terrifyingly quiet when he released the "violent pressure".

The instinct of the martial artist told Lu Xuan that the combination of these two people was the most terrifying existence.

Lu Xuan, who has never been afraid of any battle, the more dangerous the moment, the more rational his mind will become, and the body that is eager to fight will become more and more excited and fanatical. It was this kind of "reason" of the mind and "fanaticism" of the body that allowed Lu Xuan to survive countless dangerous battles. It also created Lu Xuan's mentality that he would not show weakness in the face of any master.

In addition to moving forward. Only forward.

Under the violent pressure, Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with light, and all the muscles in his body began to move in a state of limit, and he was full of strength against the wind and snow. Like an agile leopard, it once again began to run at extreme speed towards the "Central Tower".

At this time, the ground speed no longer looks much different from before the "storm blockade", and the more terrifying thing is that the reinforced concrete that he stepped on with both feet will immediately collapse. The snow he stepped on would explode the moment his feet left the ground!

Lu Xuan, who carried a big sword and jumped high and low, was like a super saboteur, rampage through the city and rushing wildly, but in fact, the route he chose was actually the shortest and most powerful.

At the top of the Huangquan Central Tower, 627 meters above the ground, a man and a woman were staring coldly at the ground in the city, a figure moving rapidly approaching.

"Senior brother, it's so strange, in this world where true qi is forbidden and power is restricted, why can't your 'violent pressure' stop his actions. The elegant black-haired woman, Emi Reiki, couldn't hide her great uneasiness in her soft tone.

"It's really weird. Dionysus, who has the temperament of a soldier, has a solemn face, he can't figure out that under his absolute suppression, there are monsters that can counterattack the attack.

"The True Qi in Huangquan is absolutely forbidden, and his strength is probably so strong that it has already destroyed the balance of this world. "Emi Reiki's black hair danced in the wind and snow.

"Don't forget that in this world, we are also beings who disrupt the balance. Dionysus said proudly.

"Senior brother, don't you ......?"

"Don't worry, the battle has just begun, except for fighting with the teacher three years ago, I haven't had a good time killing for a long time, I hope this kid won't let me down. The heroic Dionysus drew out the rusty long sword that he carried on his back, this iron sword about two fingers wide, but it was surprisingly long, about two meters, and this long sword was held in the hand of the tall and burly Dionysus, but there was an indescribable coordination.

Reiki Emi didn't speak again, she quietly set her eyes on Lu Xuan, who was gradually approaching on the ground.

Dionysus, on the other hand, kicked his feet like a missile flying from a tower hundreds of meters high, through the endless wind and snow, shooting to the ground, and shooting at Lu Xuan, who was moving forward frantically.

Murderous!

Lu Xuan, who was flying on the ground in the city, frowned, suddenly stopped the momentum of advancement, raised his head, and saw a small black dot flying through the wind and snow.

The black dot quickly became larger, and in the murderous aura, Dionysus, who was holding a long sword, blasted through the wind and snow like lightning from the sky, and the target was Lu Xuan on the ground.

The closer the two of them go, the stronger the pressure became.

In the center of the street, the skin of the telephone pole beside Lu Xuan suddenly began to peel off, countless cracks appeared in the glass windows of the store, and the snow on the road began to slowly and automatically sink.

What a horrible storm!

The light above Lu Xuan's head was dark, and Dionysus had already arrived.

Hearing the roar of Dionysus, who was holding a long sword in his hand, he slammed the two-meter-long sword towards Lu Xuan, and the impact of falling straight down from a height of more than six hundred meters was all penetrated into the sword, and this sword was more like a straight mountain.

Lu Xuan, who was not afraid, sneered, faced the "big mountain", and "teased" the big sword clenched in his right hand upward.

"Bang!"

After the thunderous explosion, the snow and fog rose, and all the glass windows of the surrounding shops exploded.

Lu Xuan, who was hit by a strong impact, oozed blood from the corners of his mouth, the snow under his feet had long since disappeared, the solid ground had seriously collapsed downward, and the big sword in his hand also had a dazzling "white mark".

The tall Dionysus stood in front of Lu Xuan with a solemn face holding a long sword in his hand, and said with a little approval, "I didn't expect you to be able to take my sword." ”

"Next, there will be more things you can't think of. Lu Xuan slowly raised the big sword in his hand.