Chapter 112 The Long Street (Part 2)
A sudden vision,
After a moment of stuttering, someone stepped forward... The footsteps rushed up, and suddenly stepped on the trunk lid, jumped up, and disappeared out of thin air.
A young young man with red hair snorted and snapped his fingers, and flames burst out from his fingertips, burning.
Follow up.
On the other side, a faint sound from the air was clearly heard in Xia Yi's ears.
It blesses the warrior's keen intuition.
Xia Yi kicked the bloody man in front of him away with one kick, and when he lifted the halberd, the air seemed to shake out ripples. A sword appeared out of thin air and slashed the halberd pole, and disappeared in an instant.
Reflecting the head.
The line of sight extends to the roof of a police car not far away. A short-haired man in black tight combat uniform, with a half-section mask on his face, was squatting there, holding the knife just now.
The man squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Yi.
"Your head is mine, Chinese." A cold voice sounded behind the mask.
As the words fell, the toes of the cushioned kicked and the whole person swung down. Just as Xia Yi made an attacking move, the other party blew away in front of him like sand.
Instantly.
The halberd suddenly threw it in a certain direction. When a thud hit the blade that had not yet appeared, a fire lit up and pushed out from a red-haired figure. Xia Yi grinned and reached out to grab it. The Qinglong Yanyue, which was inserted into a corpse, slid over the ground, fell into his hand, and held it tightly.
Guan Dao roared and swung the sudden flames, slapped the sudden appearance of the flames in the air.
Behind him, the trembling air came again, and Xia Yi dragged the heavy Azure Dragon Sword across the road, ran wildly, and rushed towards the crowd opposite him.
The sudden attack of Taidao cut the air, and the man with a mask landed on the ground, and the remaining companions in front of his vision were about to meet the Chinese.
"cunning……"
He grinned and said, and then disappeared, spreading through the air, and shone out on the back of the figure who was running to the knife. He held the hilt with both hands and stabbed it out.
The air is warm and an unknown breath comes.
The blade dragging over there, tracing across the road and sparking.
The next second, Xia Yi, who was rushing towards the crowd, stopped suddenly, turned around and waved the knife, and the green dragon roared and turned into a roar.
Drag the knife and cut the general!
The revolving Yanyue Knife cut through the air and drew a cool semicircle. Then the empty place made a crisp sound. Half of the sword fell out of thin air, and ding dangling bounced on the ground a few times.
A figure flew out of the air, slammed into the roof of the car, and rolled down with the debris of the police lights.
At the same time, the red-haired young man there opened his hands and the flames were generated again. The woman who was with him stretched her arms and crossed the semicircle to the top of her head. Wherever she passed, the roar of the wind came from.
Most of the other team members also used their abilities to support invisible barriers, or turned into smoke...
Various abilities were used together, passing through the sunset that was gradually drooping westward. In the afterglow, Xia Yi dragged the Yanyue Knife and walked around quickly. A bald man collided with his head and head.
The opponent punched him out.
A loud bang came out of the air, and the ice slag exploded. A crow pounced down, affected by the ability of the shock and shot. He screamed and fell to the ground. A layer of frost accumulated on his feathers, and a cold air slowly rose.
This is the power to move upward at the third level.
At this moment, Xia Yi took two steps and slashed at the bald head, which was about to swing the second punch, and the blue dragon roared.
A red mark was opened on the abdomen, and the special protective suit was cut and torn apart in an instant, but it also resisted most of the damage for the other party. It couldn't stop stepping back on the ground and knocked down a companion.
After a moment, Xia Yi let go of the Yanyue Sword and threw it out. The bald man turned around and avoided it.
Xia Yi stepped forward and reached out and a Japanese knife fell into his hand.
Step forward to kill—
The special service member who had been knocked down by the bald head suddenly pulled out a knife, and he couldn't see if the other party was dead. He followed the next person close to the dive, and his quick and powerful sword technique kept wandering between the remaining people, bringing out blood.
"That person is too fast, I can't lock it up, Xun, come on!"
The red-haired young man's eyes moved rapidly between the people, while the woman next to him nodded, pushed his hands, and his long hair flew. When she blew a violent hurricane, Xia Yi turned around and the blade was faintly showing the reputation of the wind.
The same knife was slashed out.
——The strong wind slashes!
Two strong winds roared, collided, and stirred up, forming a larger hurricane, instantly submerging the two special service members who were injured and rolled into the sky.
“Ahhhh——”
The rotating body screamed shrillly, and the flesh on his face was torn apart in the wind. At this time, the figure holding the Japanese sword suddenly disappeared in the afterglow.
Suddenly appeared above the hurricane, and the slender blade slashed down in the eyes of several people, even soldiers and policemen from afar.
Two figures were torn in the air, and the wind scattered the internal organs around, landing on the ground, on the people's bodies, and on the roof of the car.
In the air, Xia Yi of the Japanese sword fell down, and fell to the ground. When he shook his blade, the blood beads splashed and fell. When he wanted to continue killing, his whole body suddenly seemed to be fixed.
The red eyes glanced at him without blinking, and finally fell on a boy who blushed his face there.
"Oh….."
Xia Yi moved his feet, and the young man couldn't help but shake his body, then gritted his teeth and stared hard, shouting: "I'm not afraid of you!"
"Nosuke, Kuroki, let's go!"
The bald man shouted at this side and rushed over. The red-haired young man and the long-haired woman also moved at the same time.
However, Xia Yi, who was holding the hilt of the knife, moved again, and even took a step, stepping heavily on the ground.
The boy from the island country seemed to have been severely injured. With a "wow", he spitted out blood, limply and fell backwards.
Immediately, a palm stretched out to support him.
The boy looked over weakly, but saw a pair of scarlet eyes and Xia Yi's hideous smile.
Then…..
He chopped off his head with one knife and held it in his hand.
"No--" The bald man looked at the head with wide eyes and screamed hoarsely.
At this moment, a red-eyed crow fell on Xia Yi's shoulders.
"Go away! I can't stand it."
Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Yi shook slightly, but the redness in his eyes did not fade away, he just blinked, and a little consciousness came back.
He threw the head in his hand and smashed it at the red-haired young man running. The other party looked at the head that fell across a trajectory, subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught it for the moment.
Xia Yi turned around to a police car, and the ability to start the engine. The weapons scattered around him sensed, drew several trajectories, flew over, and fell into the broken car windows. The sky around him gradually dissipated.
A large number of policemen and soldiers were rushing towards them with guns.
Inside the car, the hands holding the steering wheel, and even his arms were shaking like they were losing their strength. Xia Yi started the car, gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, and shot the bullets, turning around and rushing out of the long street in the bounced sparks and gunfire.
The sirens roared, and the armored vehicle followed closely.
Chapter completed!