Chapter 1009: A sword is broken and the heart is at a loss
The two strands of cold energy were emptied like giant waves, and the temperature in the room dropped in vain wherever the palm wind passed by. Xiao Jiji, who was seriously injured, was still fierce in his attacks, but the domineering level of the energy was no longer as high as it was in the period of victory.
Xu Qing didn't panic, his right fist turned into a sweep, and the hot and strong Zhengyang Qi burst out of the fist, instantly scattering the opponent's palm force like a strong wind sweeping leaves, and he bullied him like a spiritual ape.
Three feet away, he raised his left palm, and the Longyuan Sword turned into a cold blue light and flashed towards the opponent's neck.
The blue light suddenly appeared, and there was a look of shock in Xiao Jiji's eyes. He suddenly remembered that the injury on his back was caused by this magic weapon. He was so panicked that he was stunned for a second. The master passed the enrollment and then thought about it. Long Yuan Sword
Just like the death scythe that stalked his soul and killed him, Xu Qingren had already passed by him and stopped at his feet.
Why? A thought flashed in Xu Qing's mind. He was very surprised by his opponent's stunned look just now. In a life-and-death fight, how could this guy be stunned? He clearly felt that the sword edge was blocked, as if it had hit something?
Click! A thin line of blood appeared on Xiao Jiji's neck. The next moment, his pupils dilated sharply. His huge head lost its support and fell to the ground. Gululu rolled out two feet away, and the headless body stood there.
, a stream of blood rushed out from the broken neck like a fountain, the body fell down, and the legs spasmed a few times like a conditioned reflex. A generation of heavenly warriors died under Long Yuan's sword.
Xu Qing's protective aura covered his whole body, and the blood sprayed out did not touch him at all. A drop of thick blood from the tip of Long Yuan's sword fell on his feet. He looked back at Xiao Jiji's fallen body, and his heart arose.
I felt an inexplicable melancholy. I thought it would be a life-and-death fight, but I never thought that this guy would be decapitated with a sword. What happened was really unexpected.
After several encounters, life and death were unclear, but in fact only two minutes had passed. Xu Qing shook his head and sighed, walked quickly to the body in the white coat, bent down and took out the diamond pendant and two stacks of banknotes from his pocket and put them in
In arms.
Xu Qing reached out and patted the headset, and said in a deep voice: "The target is dead. A doctor died. Send someone to Cai Ji Clinic." As soon as he finished speaking, the woman who was cashiering outside ran in. She smelled the smell wafting out from the door.
I ran in to see what was going on because of the smell of blood, but I didn't expect to see a tragic scene of bloody flesh and blood.
"Help! Killer!" The woman suddenly opened her mouth and let out an inhuman scream. She turned around and stumbled out of the room. She saw the wealthy foreigner holding a knife in his hand and two flesh and blood bodies lying on the ground.
She was so frightened by the blurry corpse that she almost fainted on the spot. Driven by some unknown force, she actually rolled out of the clinic and ran out of the clinic, standing at the gate and shouting loudly.
"It's a murder, please help..." The woman yelled at the top of her lungs, and saw two men in camouflage uniforms running towards her. One of them rushed directly in front of her, and without saying a word, struck her with a palm knife.
on her neck.
"Ah!" The woman only had time to let out a short cry of pain, and she collapsed softly. The man in camouflage clothes supported the woman, but frowned slightly. This woman had such a strong body odor that she almost didn't smell it.
He threw the person to the ground on the spot and could only spit twice.
Immediately afterwards, several men in camouflage uniforms with guns rushed over from all sides and stood guard in front of the clinic with serious faces. The two patients inside who were in need of fluids were quickly politely invited out, and the scene was cordoned off.
Passers-by who don't know what's going on can only watch from a distance. In situations like this where people are armed with guns and on guard, no one comes forward to seek bad luck.
Long Chenyu was the first to run into the inner room. The scene in front of him made him frown, and then a touch of joy appeared on his face. It was a good thing for him that the heavenly warrior was killed, at least his
The team members don't have to pay the price, and the death of an ordinary person is nothing.
Xu Qing sheathed the Long Yuan Sword and reached out to tear off the mask on his face. Anyway, the matter was over and he was relieved.
"I'll leave the things here to you. I'll go outside to take a breath first." Xu Qing took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and walked out of the door quickly. The smell of blood inside was indeed too strong, so he stayed for one more minute.
It is also a very frustrating thing.
After walking out of the clinic, Xu Qing glanced around and found a small supermarket about a hundred meters away on the left. He took a few puffs of cigarettes and walked over with his head lowered. After all the fighting, he felt the smell of blood in his mouth and nose.
Looking at his hands, it seemed that they were covered with thick plasma, which really shocked him.
I quickly walked into the small supermarket, ran to the freezer without saying anything, reached out and took out all the mineral water and purified water in it, picked up a handful and walked to the cashier to pay, then walked out of the supermarket door to the street.
He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his hands, one bottle, two bottles... The cool ice water seemed to be unable to wash away the blood on his hands. He rubbed his hands together over and over again until the skin on his hands turned red.
Xu Qing shook off the water drops on his hands, picked up the last bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and poked the mouth of the bottle directly into his mouth. He raised his head and drank the water until the last drop of water entered his throat, which still felt dry.
"Damn it, I'll never do this bastard thing of chopping people's heads off again!" Xu Qing slammed the empty bottle onto the ground, bouncing it more than one meter high, feeling depressed.
"Xu Gongfeng, kill one person and save thousands of people. You are a hero, your blade is stained with blood, and your heart is upright!" Long Fengyang's deep voice came to my ears, with a sense of righteousness in his words, like a basin of cold water covering his head and face.
Poured on Xu Qing's head, his restless mood suddenly calmed down a bit.
"Brother Long, Xiao Jiji is dead. He seems to be stretching his neck to be slaughtered. I always feel so depressed, so damn suffocating." Xu Qing is now like a child pouring out his bitterness, Xiao Jiji's death state
It seems to be vivid in my mind, and I feel a sense of suffocation in my stomach when I think about it.
Long Fengyang's voice slowed down and he whispered: "Qingzi, come back. Brother Long has prepared a jar of fine wine. How about we two brothers get drunk together?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Okay, I'll be back soon. Has Mr. Xue come to the Wuhun Base?"
Long Fengyang said: "Here we are, I have personally arranged the best treatment tank, and Dr. He will be responsible for treating him. Don't worry, I will definitely return you a bright-eyed teacher within three days."
Xu Qing paused, sighed and said: "Brother Long, if Mr. Xue regains his sight, I ask you to arrange for someone to send him back to Jiangcheng. Don't mention my murder."
Long Fengyang said: "Don't worry, I know my own rules. Come back and wait for you to drink." Xu Qing responded, took off his headset and strode across the street.