Suddenly, a palpitating sense of crisis appeared in Chen Feng's heart, and he heard a thunderous roar coming from behind.
A short sword as black as ink pierced his back of the heart with great speed. The black brilliance and extremely fast speed were like a black lightning born outside the sky.
"Brush," the dagger penetrated Chen Feng's body without any sloppiness, and at the same time, it also penetrated Yao Wentao's arm.
"Well," Yao Wentao didn't look excited at all, and frowned deeply: "Afterimage, it's so fast,"
Before he could recover, a green light flickered around his neck. The boundless cold feeling made him shiver. However, Yao Wentao was not disturbed at all, and his black dagger was silent. Wuxi placed it on his neck, just in time to resist the Qiu Shui Sword's attack.
"Ding,,"
The two swords intersected, earth-shattering. Everyone on the ground felt their ears roaring, and a stinging pain spread deep in their ears. Many people only felt a burst of darkness, and traces of blood flowed out of the ear holes, as well as some physical The weak one's eyes went black, and he fell straight to the ground, fainting.
However, no one cared about their discomfort at all, even if the blood was flowing from their ears, they didn't pay any attention to it. They all raised their heads and watched the battle between the two people in the air meticulously. They could see such a "fairy" "The battle between them is something they can't imagine at all. How can such an opportunity be lost for a small amount of time?"
The two figures in the sky intertwined with each other, and the weapons in their hands collided violently, like two ribbons, one green and one black, intertwined with each other, but they were separated at the touch of a touch. However, even though, The two swords collided again, but the lethal sound like the first one never appeared again.
It is said that when gods fight, mortals suffer. Although Chen Feng and Yao Wentao are not gods, the aftermath of their battle at this level is unbearable for the mortals below. Therefore, Chen Feng used the "Yinzi Jue" to deliberately make the two swords collide. The power is controlled within the level that the people below can deliberately bear.
"Haha, I didn't expect that you still have some conscience, and you are still considering the life and death of others in a life-and-death battle," Yao Wentao's face was full of sarcasm, and he pointed the long sword in his hand: "But since you have such leisure, then, I will let you You have enough worries,"
After saying that, Yao Wentao smiled cruelly, wiped his right hand on his waist, and then waved towards the crowd below. Suddenly, a black smoke surged toward the crowd. Before it reached the crowd, a pungent stench It already gave everyone a splitting headache.
"Shameless people are killing creatures wantonly," Chen Feng finally became furious and shouted in a low voice. Although his voice was not loud, it was like a thunder, causing Yao Wentao to stop suddenly.
Turning his head, Yao Wentao looked at Chen Feng, feeling slightly surprised. At this moment, Chen Feng was standing in the air, with the bright sun just above his head. The golden sunlight shone on his tall body. At first glance, he gave people a feeling of treasure. The solemn feeling, like a Buddha with the spirit of Dharma, made Yao Wentao suddenly feel repentant. When he looked again, Chen Feng had short hair, stern eyebrows, bulging muscles, and was dressed in hunting clothes. He was holding a green autumn water sword. It added countless heroic auras, like a golden-armored war god descending from the sky. The indescribable power and magic made Yao Wentao feel a little frightened.
However, Yao Wentao is also a hero of his generation. He broke away from these emotions in just a moment. He looked at Chen Feng who was rushing toward the crowd below and sneered: "Hmph, I want to see if you can be saved." A few," after saying that, he waved his hands quickly, and black mist rolled down like dark clouds pressing down on the city, with an endless sense of suffocation.
"No, everyone, disperse quickly," Situ Qiang was naturally knowledgeable. As soon as he saw Yao Wentao's posture, he knew that he had bad intentions.
However, the black mist moved so fast that there was no time for everyone to retreat. With an idea, Situ Qiang shouted: "Quick, get in the car and close the doors and windows."
Situ Qiang's command immediately gave the overwhelmed police officers some direction. They all rushed into the carriage one by one, closed the doors and windows tightly, and did not come out again.
"Director, please go in quickly," assistant Xiao Li eagerly advised Situ Qiang, who was still standing outside the car.
"No, I am 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. He saluted vigorously and said firmly: "I will accompany the director."
Since many people from 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 some policemen were lying sideways on the knees of the policemen in the back row. On the street, there were still seven or eight policemen with nowhere to go. They were looking around anxiously for a place to hide from the black fog. However, this was a large square in front of the Wanhe Building, and there was no place to hide at all. place.
"Get to my car quickly," Situ Qiang's voice sounded just when they were in despair.
"Chief..." Several policemen looked at Situ Qiang who was waving anxiously with some surprise, but did not react for a moment.
"Come on, why are you still standing there?" Situ Qiang and the other policemen were still stunned on the spot, and they immediately started to curse.
In desperation, several police officers had no choice but to run to Situ Qiang's side.
"Hurry in, a few people squeeze in, hurry up," Situ Qiang opened the car door and pushed a policeman in: "Hurry in, the poisonous fog is coming soon,"
Situ Qiang's police car was an ordinary Santana 2000. The space was not very large. Seven people sat in it at once, and it was suddenly full. Everyone squeezed hard for a while, and finally squeezed out the space for one more person. The policemen on the outside He hurriedly shouted: "Director, come in quickly, the poisonous fog is coming,"
Situ Qiang did not answer, but grabbed his assistant Xiao Li's body and stuffed him into the only gap in the car.
"No, Chief, you are the Chief. The police station can't live without you. Let me go and come in quickly." Xiao Li struggled fiercely. However, Situ Qiang was a strong man in the Qi training period. How could Xiao Li break away easily? .
"I am the chief, and I follow orders," Situ Qiang said before slamming the car door.
"Chief..." Not only Xiao Li, but also the other police officers in the car choked up. They looked deeply at Situ Qiang's tall figure, and their eyes were already filled with tears.
The black mist has reached Situ Qiang's head.
"We are finally safe. I am the director, and I will be the first to sacrifice," Situ Qiang murmured, looking at the poisonous mist that was getting lower and lower.
at this time.
"Humph, you know how to be brave," a cold voice sounded with a hint of appreciation, and then, Situ Qiang felt his body fly up, and fell into the fountain pool not far away with a plop.