It rained heavily.
However, the Inner City Guards still have to adhere to their duties of patrolling various districts.
On Seventh Street in the Second District, a team from the Second Guard that was responsible for patrolling the Second District today stepped onto this deserted street and were talking about the bloody fight that took place on the streets of the Third District not long ago.
"I heard that they were students participating in the Dianpo Conference. They just went out on the street and fought all the way!" The man among them, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, animatedly gestured forward with his fingers along the street, and then his men suddenly stopped. His footsteps froze in place, his eyes staring straight ahead.
"Then what?" someone asked beside him.
"There's a situation ahead..." He said in a tone of disbelief.
Everyone turned around and looked, feeling shocked.
This is a neighborhood they patrol frequently and know almost every inch of it. But now, in the corner of this block, where they were facing, a large pile of vines had grown here without knowing when. At this time, they were drenched by the heavy rain and were hanging limply on the wall, but among them, a human figure could be vaguely seen, with arms spread out, standing motionless with his back.
"Who is it?" The strange scene put the team on alert immediately. Everyone drew their weapons and shouted, while cautiously moving forward.
No one answered.
The man leaning against the wall remained motionless. The wind and rain passed by, and the vines hanging on his body swayed.
Getting closer, everyone finally saw clearly that a dagger was buried deeply in the man's chest. The blood had already been washed away by the rain, and not even a trace was left on the ground.
A team member rushed forward, checked his breath and pulse, then turned around and shook his head regretfully at everyone. He pushed aside the vines and then saw Song Quan's clothes clearly.
"It's from the hospital supervisory committee." he shouted.
"From the Hospital Supervisory Committee?" The team leader stepped forward and looked at the pale face with a suspicious look on his face.
"The Fourth Commander of the Hospital Supervisory Committee, Song Quan..." He recognized this person.
Everyone gasped.
There are not many places where their escort team interacts with the hospital supervisory board. The two parties have different powers and systems. The escort team is under the command of the city lord of each jurisdiction; and the Academy Supervisory Committee of each jurisdiction is directly responsible to the Imperial Academy Supervisory Committee above them. It does not accept the jurisdiction of the city lord's palace in the jurisdiction.
But they all know what level the commander of the Academy Supervisory Committee is and what kind of strength he has. But now, the Fourth Commander of the Hospital Supervisory Committee, who is of high status and has great strength, is actually hung on the wall like this?
"Notify the hospital supervisory board." the team leader ordered. He didn't do much. It is most appropriate for the hospital supervisory committee to handle matters concerning the hospital supervisory committee itself. He was just curious. The School Supervisory Committee is a special organization for the college. Generally speaking, it will not provoke people outside the college system, but the college will be scared to death of any inspector from their School Supervisory Committee. Who is this person, who actually killed the commander of the hospital supervisory committee and left him hanging on the roadside?
Is this a demonstration? The squad leader stretched out his fingers to fiddle with the vines, and accidentally thought too much.
"Have you found anything else?" the team leader asked the other team members who were searching around.
"Not yet." Everyone replied. The heavy rain washed away all traces of Molin's departure.
"Leave two people here while the others continue to patrol with me." the squad leader ordered. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the bloody street fight in District 3 that the team members had just mentioned. Such an incident had not happened in the inner city for a long time. He couldn't help but feel worried. I'm afraid more things might happen in District 2 today.
Xi Fan ran to an intersection. He was still unable to get rid of the commander of the Academy Supervisory Committee who was chasing him behind him. The distance between the two sides is getting closer. After all, Xi Fan's power realm is only the third level of heaven, his speed is not too fast, and he does not have as rich escape experience as Mo Lin. But Xi Fan knew in his heart that these were not the main reasons.
The main reason is that he doesn't want to escape at all.
Some people die, some people live. The living avenge the dead?
He doesn't want this outcome, he wants everyone to live.
He wants to protect everyone, but he also knows it. His abilities are limited. Teacher Chu Min also knew this, so even though she wanted to fight hard, she did not say any words of comfort. She just hoped that her hard work would win more opportunities for everyone.
Xi Fan is not afraid to fight hard. But unlike Chu Min, he was at least equal to the strong opponent. He just made it through alone. Anyone chasing them would be above him in terms of realm. You have to work hard and use methods. You can't just send yourself directly into the opponent's crowd.
But now, the opportunity has come.
Escape dispersedly and disperse the enemies. One-on-one, if you have to fight hard. This is already the ultimate opportunity that can be obtained.
Just hide at this intersection and ambush.
Xi Fan made up his mind and was about to turn left when he reached the intersection. Suddenly his eyes lit up!
The sword light struck from the left side of the intersection, and the splashing rain instantly hit Xi Fan's face. At the intersection where he wanted to ambush, there were already hidden enemies who were ambushing him.
Xi Fan hurriedly slid to the right, and the sword fell down. Fortunately, he was in the middle of the street, some distance away from the enemy hiding behind the entrepôt wall. This knife finally did not cut him in half, but only cut off a piece of him.
"That's it." The other party said.
The sixth commander of the Academy Supervisory Committee, Sen Hai, was holding a second-level divine weapon Zhan Tie. As he spoke, his attack did not pause at all. Because they saw Xi Fan's superpowers.
Broken marks!
The legendary superpowers and the blocking of memories made even people with a higher level than Xi Fan fear him. Therefore, Zong Zhenghao directly assigned two commanders and two cultivators with double penetration to deal with him.
One person was chasing after him, but the other person had already reached the front of Xi Fan at a faster speed.
Senhai, he had no shame in using the nickname "Sixth Sword" for killing people. To deal with Lu Ping, he used a total of twenty-eight swords until he was overdrawn and failed to succeed. He watched Lu Ping walk away.
Humiliation, absolute humiliation.
So this time, Senhai will no longer count six or seven swords. His insignificant myth has been shattered. Only by killing his opponent can he not appear so useless. As for Xi Fan, he was very afraid. He had to attack quickly so that Xi Fan would not have the energy to use Breaking Mark.
The power of Jing Zhi Soul can be activated at any time according to thoughts, and it is the fastest to activate, but this moment of thought requires absolute concentration. Senhai used his Escape Slash crazily, and in an instant he had already fired six swords, which was already the critical point where he would feel ashamed if he could not defeat his opponent in the past. But he had completely forgotten this. All he wanted was for Xi Fan to fall without any room for retaliation.
The seventh knife!
Rainwater was stirred up by the wind of the knife and flew out at an angle. The seventh knife finally hit the target, but the road was flat and it didn't fall!
Senhai was shocked. He knew the power of his blow, but the other party was completely unmoved. There was only one possibility. He had already been hit by a broken mark. What he hit with this knife was just his memory that stayed here.
"Where is it!" Senhai roared, a series of water splashes appeared in the rain in the air, and a knife struck from a distance, making a rapid sound through the air. Senhai twisted his body, and with the sound of the flying knife breaking through the air, he escaped and slashed out again.
"Hit!" Senhai roared, and bigger water splashes spread in the air as his sword landed, but Xi Fan was already moving and dodged to the side to avoid the sword. He knew the secret of Senhai's Sound Slash, which was to follow the sound with a sword, and this time, he was chasing the flying knife, not Xi Fan.
Unexpectedly, just as he stepped aside, the flying knife in the air suddenly turned around. Xi Fan could no longer avoid it. The flying knife hit him, and he followed the direction of the flying knife and chased after him.
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The laptop is broken, crying... (To be continued.)
