Chapter 100 Who is the oriole?

Style: Science Author: Cute second senior brotherWords: 2415Update Time: 24/01/18 04:00:09
"However, I heard from a friend of mine who works in the investigation team that they went to the wilderness north of the city to pick up a genetic superpower with special skills. It is said that as long as it does not exceed 24 hours, the genetic superpower can kill the dead. The blood of the perpetrator was used as a medium to recreate the scene of the perpetrator’s murder.”

"What the hell? And such a weird skill? Doesn't that mean no criminals can escape punishment?"

"It should be said that criminals who have not killed powerful people can escape punishment. This is a skill only possessed by S-class genetic evolution potions. It is very valuable. How can ordinary people get such masters?"



Jiang Yan was walking on the street, heard the gossip of passers-by, turned around and walked towards the north of the city.

A moment later, in the wilderness not far to the north of the city, a man dressed as a dark missionary stood on the branch of a big tree, looking around.

Not long after, a group of three people walked out of the dense forest, two of them wearing investigation team uniforms.

"You three, this road is blocked, please go back for now."

A voice came from the dense forest, and the three of them couldn't help but stop.

The person in front of them was completely covered by a black robe, and they had no idea whether he was a man or a woman.

But the strange thing is that after the three people saw the man in black robe stopping them from moving forward, they were very obedient and walked back to the original path.

Under the black robe, Jiang Yan saw the movements of the three people and couldn't help but clenched the long knife in his hand and sighed in his heart:

Careless!

Sure enough, after the three of them retreated, Jiang Yan saw Qiu Ran's figure suddenly flashing out of the place where the three of them had been standing.

"Humph, you hide your head and show your tail!"

Qiu Ran looked at the dark preacher and snorted disdainfully.

But Jiang Yan did not answer, and what greeted Qiu Ran was a knife.

Qiu Ran was still preparing to use words to get more useful information, but he didn't expect that the dark preacher on the opposite side suddenly rushed and slashed with a dazzling light of thunder.

In broad daylight.

This blade light is full of murderous intent.

Time seemed to be frozen.

In one-tenth of a breath, Qiu Ran suddenly burst into tears, with an expression of extreme shock still remaining on his face.

His eyes sparkled with golden light.

If he were a new member of an ordinary investigation team, he would probably be attacked by such a terrifying knife force and his head would be missing.

But Qiu Ran is experienced and experienced, far beyond the level of the arrogant newcomer who just joined the investigation team.

In an instant.

The sword light and golden light collided together, and the terrifying pressure caused by mutual penetration directly shattered the surrounding trees.

The ground centered around the fight between the two collapsed suddenly! The ground shakes!

Thousands of air waves and golden light were in front of him, and behind him was scorched earth.

Jiang Yan is as motionless as a mountain.

Hold the knife with both hands.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

"Did you kill Liu Bochen? Even if he wasn't, it must have something to do with you!"

Golden blood spattered on Qiu Ran's body, and his energy and blood surged at least three times at this moment.

"God's gift!"

He smiled grimly.

"I haven't really done anything for a long time. In this case, I will use your flag as a sacrifice today!"

The golden light instantly exploded even brighter.

The moment you take your first step.

Countless blood energy instantly began to burn with some kind of secret technique, and the ruthless and sacred golden light reflected in the sunlight and created thousands of magnificent scenes.

The second step is a moment.

Boom!

The ground shook wildly.

Qiu Ran's whole body seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning, as powerful as rolling thunder.

Take the third step.

The terrifying thunder condensed from the overlapping seals of Qiu Ran's hands suppressed the dark missionary on the opposite side.

In an instant, the air exploded and the wind roared.

With a completely destructive aura of earth-shattering, a curtain of mud suddenly rose up from under the rolling soil, creating a terrifying and fierce aura of determination.

The strong wind ruffled Jiang Yan's clothes.

He holds a broadsword.

Accumulating energy.

The next second.

His whole figure seemed to have turned into an illusion due to his speed. The ground was overwhelmed and shook violently. A blade of light surged and roared, and the silver light rolled.

Draw your sword and chop!

Qiu Ran was instantly enveloped in a dazzling sword light, as if frozen in time. When the sword light dissipated, Qiu Ran's golden skin was cut with a blood line.

The surrounding air seemed to be shaken by this sword, becoming quiet and solemn.

"Who are you?"

He was not sure because he did not believe that two such powerful dark missionaries could appear in Bei'an City!

If an organization that is suspected of being a cult has two peak fourth-level or even fifth-level extraordinary people in a newly opened dojo, then the strength of this organization is too...

Qiu Ran didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He retreated violently.

As the smoke and dust rolled down, he found that the skin on his arms had exploded, and countless golden blood flowed out.

Jiang Yan was also injured in the collision.

But he didn't care about these wounds, big and small.

Just want to fight!

Just want to kill!

Qi and blood condensed like an oven, and the fallen leaves on his body were constantly shattered by the fierce wind.

The terrifying air waves violently blew away the trees on both sides of the forest.

"you!"

Qiu Ran never expected that the mysterious swordsman opposite him would have so many tricks. This level of combat experience was definitely not something that could be easily cultivated.

"Who do you belong to?"

He didn't believe that the dark missionary in front of him would be an unknown person.

But since he was so powerful, why did he kill the useless Liu Bochen?

However, Jiang Yan doesn't care and wants to kill you without any nonsense!

Suddenly Qiu Ran let out a scream, his heart was slashed, and the air thunder exploded. Even his diamond-like iron bones were a little unable to bear it at this moment. Damn it, where did this freak come from!

Qiu Ransi turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Jiang Yan raised his knife and caught up.

"Ding Dong——"

Qiu Ran threw two metal balls from his arms.

next moment.

Exploded with a bang.

However, what Qiu Ran didn't expect was that the opponent actually used his knife to resist the grenade's explosive attack, rushed out forcefully, and was about to cut him off with the knife.

Grass!

Qiu Ran's eyes were split in horror.

The other party is determined to kill him.

Where dares there be even the slightest hesitation.

Some of the theology he exchanged last time has been used, and now he doesn't have enough divine blood at all... so he doesn't dare to gamble.

Even if one life is exchanged for another, this result is not something Qiu Ran is willing to bear.

Although he comes from a large place, he has some inferiority complex about his origin. It is rare that he has achieved his current achievements only by virtue of his many encounters over the years.

The more this happens, the more he cherishes his life!

"Help me! Help me!"

Qiu Ran almost ran to the outskirts of the city. He still had his usual aloof and graceful appearance. At this moment, he was shouting for help towards the pioneering group in the distance without any image.

In the face of life and death, he would rather be embarrassed than die.

The scattered members of the pioneer group not far away also noticed the fluctuations here, so they rushed over. Now they suddenly heard someone calling for help and hurried over.

Qiu Ran felt relieved.

However, Jiang Yan is still gambling.

Like a swordsman without emotion, the cold light reflected the shock and astonishment on Qiu Ran's face three feet away in front of him.

The knife fell.

Qiu Ran let out a shocking roar.