At this moment, Su Kuang had forgotten the purpose of coming to Taiyang Academy, and he was just concentrating on hunting down the prey he was interested in in front of him.
He seemed to know the power of the Xia Sword in Zhang Yu's hand, and did not dare to test the sword with his own body. When he rushed forward, he still had enough energy to take a glance, and roughly judged the possible trend of the sword after it was unsheathed.
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This is not difficult. The bending of human bone joints has a certain limit. From the posture of Zhang Yu's standing, it is not difficult to judge the maximum range that his sword can reach after exerting force.
In fact, he didn't understand the knowledge involved, but the divine robe he wore gave him the instinct to observe these things.
What he was even more confident about was that with his speed, even if Zhang Yu had a keen awareness and discovered something was wrong in advance, he would not be able to make adjustments halfway, because the reaction power of ordinary people cannot be compared to that of a person wearing a divine robe like him.
Compared together.
One is a human being.
One… is God!
Zhang Yu watched the opponent rushing towards him. He kept breathing calmly. The Xia Jian in his hand trembled slightly and was about to come out. The jade-colored sword blade moved out of the scabbard.
Under the stimulation of this extreme danger, he felt that everything around him had calmed down, and the clear inner lake let in many external atmospheres. However, among them, there was an aura that was cruel and tyrannical and incompatible with the entire world.
He broke in from outside.
He didn't think too much. He was just moved by his thoughts and followed the aura and slashed out with a sword!
A clear sword light was reflected in Su Kuang's eyes. He grinned, stretched out one hand, tilted his head to one side, and his body also tilted there, but he still maintained the forward speed.
Past experience told him that in this way, the sword would only slide past his cheek, and then it would be time for him to go around behind and kill the prey.
He liked the pleasure of running on the blade, especially every time the blade brushed across the surface of his skin, the cold stimulation always made him want to lick it with his tongue.
But this time, he obviously miscalculated.
The sword light did not move away from him, but followed him with a mysterious arc. The sharp sword blade ignored the layer of light and shadow on his body and cut directly into his right cheek, splitting it open.
The hard teeth and bones slid out smoothly from the other side.
With the flash of snowy light floating in the night, part of his lower jaw, including half of his tongue, was cut off with a sword, and more than a dozen broken teeth flew out, falling all over the ground.
A miserable howl with a different pitch erupted from Su Kuang's throat. Under the pain, he could no longer control the balance of his body and fell sideways to the ground. The strong inertia pushed him forward, bouncing, rolling, and bumping into each other one after another.
Several shelves were scattered, and finally blasted into a brick wall.
Zhang Yu performed great feats with his sword, the tip of the sword pointing outwards, and his long sleeves fluttering.
He slowly turned around and faced where Su Kuang was.
But for just a moment, nothing existed there.
Even in the heart lake, the other person's breath has been lost.
He looked at the ground. There was no drop of blood left where his jaw fell, only a few pieces of clothing.
There was light in his eyes.
The texture and style of this type of clothing are very easy to identify.
The Victory Clothes of the Shenwei Army!
His eyes moved to the distance. The guards of the warehouse were lying on the ground at the moment. Their faces were pale, as if they were drowning. Part of their throats had been scratched by themselves. Fortunately, they were being held down tightly at the moment, but they were still struggling there desperately.
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He suddenly thought that the power of the divine army of the Protectorate came from the divine robes, and all the divine robes of the Dongting Protectorate were obtained from the strange gods on this continent.
His specialty is ancient natural history. From the abilities displayed by the other party and the shadow of the god that was just vaguely revealed, he roughly deduced the origin of the divine robe on the other party.
Selmel is a god who is called the "God of Shadow Hunting" by the indigenous people. According to legend, he can walk through the shadows, has repeatedly peeked into the privacy and weaknesses of others, and used this to plot against many powerful people.
's opponent.
As for the abilities of people wearing divine robes, if they reach their peak, they are almost the same as gods from other worlds, but under normal circumstances, they are far inferior.
Zhang Yu looked around. Although the opponent had just been slashed by his sword, his vitality was not weak. Now he has not appeared. Maybe he is looking for an opportunity to escape or fight back.
But he is not in a hurry. This is Taiyang Academy, and the movement here just now will definitely attract the attention of Xuanfu. I believe someone will arrive soon, and it will be beneficial to him to wait.
Su Kuang was moving in the shadows like a fish at this moment. He moved extremely fast and silently. Even if someone stood nearby, no one would notice his presence.
His heart was filled with fear, anger and humiliation. He couldn't figure out how that sword hit him.
The serious injury has caused him to lose the ability to fight back. Even with his extraordinary physique, he can only barely stay awake.
What he has to do now is to leave here and find an opportunity to come back for revenge.
But he came here today because of something that was assigned to him by the Divine Lieutenant. There was something he had to try to get back, so that this operation would not be considered a complete failure.
He stayed away from Zhang Yu and passed by everyone, but no one noticed anything strange.
His whole body seemed to be integrated with the shadow,
After a while, he entered the house exploded by "Lao Yang" and ran back and forth among the shadows of the piles of rocks. The dark cracks and corners were clearly visible in his eyes.
After just a few turns, he found what he wanted, a rattan rope that was neither long nor short, and was tied to "Old Yang"'s wrist.
After getting the thing, he didn't want to stay here anymore. He sprang out from the shadow, ran two steps, jumped suddenly, and submerged into another shadow. Then he repeated the process, his whole person flickering and flickering.
An irregular movement trajectory, moving out of the warehouse at an extremely fast speed.
Zhang Yu once again felt the cruel energy in his heart, but this time, it appeared behind him and moved away quickly. It seemed that today's battle could only end to the end.
But at this time, the slightest desire to kill the opponent in his heart made the sword in his hand buzz and tremble.
He took a breath, closed his eyes, raised the Xia Jian in his hand, and then turned around and threw it!
brush!
A sword light flew out like an electric shock!
Su Kuang was far away from Zhang Yu at this moment, and suddenly felt a strong sense of danger coming from behind. At this moment, he happened to be jumping into the air. The instinct given to him by the divine robe made him make the correct judgment.
He twisted his body with all his strength and managed to avoid the sword.
He couldn't help but reveal a look of ferocity and surprise in his eyes.
It was undoubtedly a foolish move for the other party to throw the sword at him. Without the sword, what could he use to fight against him? Will he want to fight back later?
But just when the sword passed by his side, but before it completely passed, the Xia Jian, which was flying in a straight line, suddenly trembled slightly and buzzed. The sword seemed to be moved by some force, and it shot out of thin air.
Turn, from stabbing to spinning!
His pupils shrank and he twisted around desperately, but even so, half of his neck was still brought in by the sword light.
In mid-air, a figure fell down in a twisted posture. He lay down for a while, moved his hands and feet a few times, then reluctantly got up, covering one side of his neck, and staggered away.
The light that should have been on Su Kuang's body was completely gone, and blood was constantly overflowing from the wound, and more and more blood was flowing out.
He was breathing heavily, and his heart was filled with fear. There was a shadow in front of him. As long as he hid in it, he would be safe.
But when half of his body was about to sink in, a shining jade hand stretched out from behind, pinched his neck, pulled him out, and slapped him to the ground.
, causing him to lose consciousness on the spot, and then a slender foot stepped down mercilessly, crushing his hip bone with a click. The person bent down and took the rattan rope away from his hand.
Zhang Yu had already retrieved his Xia Jian from the stone wall on one side. When he was about to see where Su Kuang was going, he saw a slim man wearing white dark clothes, a bamboo sword hanging from his waist, and glasses.
The woman stepped out of the night, and Su Kuang was dragged out by one of her feet like a dead dog, and then dumped on the ground in front of her.
He sheathed his sword, nodded in greeting and said, "Master Xin."
Xin Yao pushed up her glasses, looked at him and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, what a beautiful sword."
"Sikou Yamen inspects! Idle people give in!"
A loud roar came, and along with the sound of messy footsteps, a dozen Sikou patrolmen rushed in fiercely with guns in hand. However, the scene in front of them made their breathing stagnant and their expressions stiffened.
Su Kuang lay on the ground like a dead dog, with the lower half of his face missing and almost unrecognizable.
Although Zhang Yu and Xin Yao were wearing teacher's robes, they were both holding swords. He also had a sharp eye. From that look, he could guess that most of them were people from Xuanfu, and further behind, they were gradually gathering.
The academy guard armed with a gun.
Captain Sikou's mouth went dry for a while, his palms became sweaty, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Xin Yao said calmly: "Sikou Yamen came very quickly. He won't be with the person who destroyed the academy, right?"
"of course not!"
Captain Siko hurriedly denied it, but as soon as the words came out, he felt worse.
Sure enough, I heard Xin Yao say: "That's just right, this Sikou, please come over." She took out the bamboo sword from her waist and opened Su Kuang's already tattered cloak, revealing the Shenwei Army's Shengjiang clothes underneath.
She hummed and pushed up her glasses, "It turns out that the people from the Shenwei Army are here to cause trouble." She turned to look at Captain Sikou, "I would also like to ask everyone from the Sikou Yamen to be witnesses."