Xia Qingyun is a street patrol knife, and he is also an unusual street patrol knife.

For ordinary street patrol knives, they are generally called yard dogs. But for some special street patrol knives, they will be called hunting dogs.

The former can only be used to visit the home nursing home, scare passers-by, and deal with thieves. The latter, on the other hand, is a hunting dog that specializes in dealing with some cunning prey.

Xia Qingyun is a hunting dog, a special species in Liucheng.

Bloodhounds are special and have thresholds. For example, a hound's must have a spiritual root.

Yes, this hunting dog is a low-level immortal cultivator who is loyal to Liucheng's special powers.

At the age of seven, he tested the spiritual root, trained in the kennel of the loyal dog, and learned a good martial arts. At the age of ten, he began to formally cultivate immortals, swallow spiritual energy, and refine spiritual power. After another twelve years of severe cold and heat, he finally became an immortal cultivator, a qualified hunting dog.

After becoming a qualified hunting dog, Xia Qingyun became more and more ferocious, repeatedly capturing some guys who crossed the line.

And he is more sleek than his peers, and he understands the mind of the superiors, so he has been promoted by the attention of the superiors.

But lately, he has been feeling very distressed, because there are some unusual phenomena again.

On the other side of the slum beyond the black wall, there were a few incidents, and they were still the kind where no one died or died.

Originally, it was nothing, just a few untouchables, and it passed with one eye and one eye closed.

But because of the wrong time, the boss had only beaten those rats in the gutter not long ago. Who would have thought that another guy would poke out of the basket?

So, Xia Qingyun was sent out.

When the silver moon shines in the sky, the moonlight is sprinkled on the world. Xia Qingyun looked at a peaceful and silent place, and couldn't help but sigh leisurely.

What an eventful time!

In recent years, a large number of monks have appeared in Liucheng for some reason, and there have been more than ten battles between monks. Each time it caused Liucheng to suffer heavy losses.

Recently, the inner city of Liucheng has not been peaceful, and there have been several battles above. For example, not long ago, when the ingots were in the casino, there were rumors of green-skinned scoundrels fighting on the surface, but the truth was secret...... I can only laugh and laugh.

The gods above fight, and the doglegs below suffer.

For example, the recent disappearance case that cannot be concealed is not just a few low-level untouchables, but it has been used as a weapon by some ill-intentioned people to attack their enemies.

Only now, Xia Qingyun's appearance.

Another faint sigh, Xia Qingyun was a little helpless. Originally, according to his status as a hound, he would never come to investigate the lives of a few untouchables. But now it's here, and it's going to make a name for itself within the allotted time.

Xia Qingyun asked himself this, but he could only come to a helpless result.

There are no clues, and it has been a short time since the incident occurred, and the scene of the crime has been ruined by some pigs who eat pig food.

What should I do? Xia Qingyun is also desperate!

The time set above is to wait for the result, and there is no clue here.

Alas!

The irritable Xia Qingyun couldn't get any results, so he could only take advantage of the night to go out for a walk.

Maybe I'll meet that guy who hasn't committed a crime for a long time!

Everyone has a fluke mentality, and Xia Qingyun is the same.

The moonlight is bright, and Xia Qingyun's eyes are not bad, and he can clearly see the small things on the ground. At the beginning, Xia Qingyun was just in the mentality of going out for a walk, but later he regretted it.

Under the silver moonlight, Xia Qingyun's face was completely dark. I don't know how many piles of feces I have escaped, but the amount is definitely not less than a handful anyway.

Xia Qingyun swore that if he had the chance, he would gouge out the eyes of these beasts.

The mentality completely collapsed, Xia Qingyun wandered around for a long time, and felt that he might as well go home and sleep.

Then he saw the light of a fire not far away.

His pupils instantly condensed, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword at his waist at some point. Xia Qingyun used a force on his feet and ran towards that place.

Immediately afterward, he saw a figure.

The extraordinary eyesight allowed Xia Qingyun to see clearly the appearance of that figure. With a bandage on his face and a sword at his waist, he contacted the burning house behind him...... Xia Qingyun suddenly smelled the smell of merit.

"Villains look at the sword!"

............

The sharp sword in his hand met the sword ray, successfully shattering the attack, turning it into a harmless impact, slightly messing up He Shang's clothes.

There was another sound of gold and iron intersecting.

The sword in his hand met another sword, and He Shang also faced a man.

The opposite side is extraordinary, the strength is not weak, and the ...... The existence of spiritual power shows that he is an immortal cultivator!

In just a short period of time, there had already been several unfriendly contacts between swords and swords.

The sound of Jin Tie was endless, and he felt the feeling coming from his hand, He Shang knew that this was a strong enemy.

Immortals are immortals, and they must be dealt with with absolute caution.

The opposite side is obviously superb in swordsmanship, comparable to a master of swordsmanship. Several times, the sword in He Shang's hand was almost picked off.

Stabbing, teasing, chopping...... The sword is deadly, and this guy's swordsmanship is terrifyingly thick.

But He Shang felt a lot of pressure, and Xia Qingyun on the other side was not comfortable.

One force will drop ten! Xia Qingyun finally understood what this sentence meant.

The enemy's swordsmanship foundation is not good, just to the level of beginners. Xia Qingyun repeatedly suppressed the opponent through exquisite swordsmanship, and even almost picked the enemy's weapon out of the air. But I can't stand that terrifying strength!

It was another hard encounter, and there were even graceful sparks between the blades.

The tiger's mouth was numb, and he almost shook the sword in his hand, and Xia Qingyun secretly complained.

He Shang didn't understand Xia Qingyun's thoughts, but he also understood his weaknesses.

The swordsmanship is too weak, and it can even be said that there is no foundation.

It's no wonder that He Shang is still a low-level ant before the month, and he has never even touched a sword.

Now that he can pick up the sword and collide with Xia Qingyun, it can be regarded as a super-level performance.

The battle situation is scorching, He Shang can't help Xia Qingyun, and the other side can't help him.

Gritting his teeth, He Shang swung his strength fiercely, and the sword swept away, forcing back the enemy in front of him.

The free left hand froze, and a crimson sphere the size of an egg appeared in the palm of his hand.

The fireball was thrown, and it was greeted by a round of waning moon-like swords.

The sparks of the fireball fled, and the sword turned into a harmless shockwave. The fluctuations of spiritual power escaped, and fierce sounds echoed.

The battle was at a stalemate, and another round of fighting.

The sword in He Shang's hand collided with another sword, and the fireball from his left hand fell into the air again. Then he swung his sword and swept it, breaking a round of sword rays.

Stalemate, unfavorable stalemate.

He Shang thought so, and he tried his best to analyze the battle situation in front of him.

On the other side is obviously not weak, and it is likely to be an official in Liucheng. I don't see any hope of defeating the other side for the time being.

And at this moment, the fight area is obviously wrong, which is very bad for yourself.

With such a fierce fight, the nearby residents have already woken up, but they are still waiting for the time being.

It is unlikely that the occupants will help themselves, and they will most likely help the enemy. He Shang is very clear about this.

It's not too early, and the more it drags on, the worse it will be for you.

The time and place are favorable, and they are at a disadvantage.

He Shang gritted his teeth and waved the sword in his hand to force the enemy back.

What should I do? He Shang asked himself.

And then...... A risky but feasible plan appeared in his head.

Xia Qingyun didn't know what was going on in the enemy's head, he was still busy fighting at the moment.

Sell a flaw, then trick the opponent's attack, and take the opportunity to attack the enemy.

This is Xia Qingyun's usual trick, not new, but very practical. Several scars on He Shang's body at the moment came from this.

At this moment, he was going to repeat this little trick again.

And then he succeeded.

The sword, piercing the enemy's shoulder, stabbed in. A well-made sharp sword pierces flesh and blood, it is simply not too simple.

He successfully inflicted heavy blows on his opponent, but Xia Qingyun's face suddenly changed in shock.

The sword pierced into the enemy's body, but the enemy took advantage of the opportunity to advance.

One hand grabbed Xia Qingyun's shoulder, and then pulled.

The white seeping teeth with a few strands of saliva stretched wide, biting Xia Qingyun's neck.

Tear pull. A chunk of flesh from the neck was torn off.

Holding his neck with his hands, Xia Qingyun looked at each other in horror and sluggishness.

The blood could not be contained, and it flowed out disobediently.

The body was weak, and he knelt on his knees, and then his body fell completely.