Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 62 The Golden Faced Buddha and the Qingfeng Sword Sect
Yan Long snorted coldly, grabbed the four steel knives that came in with both hands, folded them hard, and the blades snapped off.

The true energy in Yan Long's hands erupted, and the blades in his hands shot out, and the four killers fell to the ground immediately.But the successors made up again and continued to press towards Yan Long's prison car.

"Ding... ding... ding..., congratulations to the host for obtaining a total of 4800 killing god points."

Watching the Jin Yiwei protecting the convoy fall one by one, and the gray-clothed killers gathering more and more, Yan Long thought in his heart.

"There is no way."

"I can't be trapped in this prison car anymore!"

"I can no longer have any scruples. Even if someone finds out where the system is, I will not hesitate."

Yan Long decided to take out the golden hammer for beating the drum and urn to smash the black iron railing of the prison car, which was thicker than an adult's arm.

Before they could move, a group of people suddenly appeared. This group of people was dressed like beggars, and everyone had a hood covering their faces. As soon as their figures appeared, countless whirling blades were shot out from their hands. .

These scimitars with sawtooth like a roulette wheel are activated by the machine, and thrown out with hand strength and internal force. Once activated, the blade rotates violently like the blades of a windmill, with a strong humming sound, drawing arcs line to kill the enemy.After training, the hit rate of these scimitars is extremely high, and because the arcing power of the blades is extremely powerful, even if you see it, it is difficult to resist.

As soon as these serrated scimitars came out, they strangled and killed more than a dozen gray-clothed killers who were close to Yanlong's prison car.

The masked men confronted the killer in gray, and the battle was chaotic for a while, but it was very obvious that these masked men were protecting the prison van.

Seeing the easing of the situation, Yan Long temporarily gave up the idea of ​​breaking out of the cage with a Zijin hammer.

With the chaos outside, it might not be a bad thing to stay in the prison van for the time being.

Yan Long thought to himself: "Who are the people who killed me and those who saved me? Are there any members of the Changkong Gang that Liu Qiao mentioned?" At this moment, he blocked the people who came in from outside the prison car Three handle knives.

Those masked men finally broke through the formation of gray-clothed killers and stood in front of Yan Long's prison car.

Yan Long looked at the circle of masked men surrounding him in front of his prison car, and suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart, as if he had become a piece of fat under the claws of many ferocious beasts. , If you don't grab it, rush up to grab it.

Thinking of this, Yan Long smiled slightly, sat down, and watched the big show outside like an audience.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the top of the mountain.

A white horse flew up from the top of the slope, and then fell from the sky, hitting Yan Long's prison car directly.

Yan Long could recognize that this horse had black hooves and a snow-white coat. It was the mount of Lu Datong, a hundred householder from the Criminal Police Department.

The horse is dead.

The huge horse corpse rushed straight down with the momentum of thunder, as if it was about to crush Yan Long's prison cart.

Yan Long swung his right hand, and the fusion of Ziyang Jiulong Jue and Tianmo Kungfu condensed to form a purple light ball in the palm of his hand, and then he lifted it up with one hand, and the light ball was like a giant dragon rising from the ground, passing through the black hole on the roof of the prison car. The iron railing reaches the horse corpse.

The zhenqi contained in the horse corpse collided with Yan Long's zhenqi, and for a moment it was like two rhinos running at high speed collided fiercely.And the zhenqi contained in the horse corpse was obviously much better than Yan Long's. I saw that the horse corpse overwhelmed Yan Long's purple zhenqi, and slapped heavily on the roof of the prison car.

"Boom..." Yan Long only felt a burst of unstoppable savage zhenqi hit directly from the roof of the prison car. Under the impact, Yan Long couldn't help but fell into the prison car, his body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he felt abnormally uncomfortable. True Qi surged in his body, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, someone came down from the top of the slope.

His stride is very long, because his whole person is like a huge Buddha statue.

He was wearing a golden Maitreya Buddha mask. Under the smiling mask was an extremely bloated neck and a body as fat as a pumpkin.His legs were short, but every step he took seemed to flow like clouds and water, as if he was gliding on ice.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the huge force generated by his huge body made the ground tremble.He was holding two corpses in his hands at this time, these two corpses were the two leaders of Jin Yiwei's escort mission, one of them was Lu Datong.

Although Lu Datong is only from a hundred households, his martial arts has reached the innate level, but at this time his body is like a dead rabbit being caught in the hands of a hunter, with all the joints in his body broken.

The golden-masked giant rushed towards Yan Long's prison car like a whirlwind.

His body was covered with golden stellar energy, and the sawtooth machete cut on this layer of stellar energy, making the sound of metal breaking.The masked people who blocked him died instantly when they touched him. Everyone suffered broken bones and bones, bleeding from all orifices.

Seeing that he was about to reach the front of the car, Yan Long was not in a hurry to get out of the prison car. His consciousness came to the system space, ready to activate Xiao Li's flying knife's ultimate move.

With a sneer on his face, Yan Long sat upright in the prison car, watching the golden-masked man approaching like a rolling boulder.

Jinmian let out a scream, and as the whistle became louder, the golden light on his body became stronger and stronger.

It was only 20 steps away from the prison car, and the masked man couldn't stop him at all.

At this time, a sword light lit up.

As soon as this cyan sword light appeared, it seemed to summon all the energy and spirit of the nearby ground, and attached to the sword that was as green as a branch of green bamboo!

The cold air from this sword made Yan Long, who was twenty steps away, shiver.

It was such a sword light that pierced the golden-masked man's chest.

The "Qiang Qiang Qiang" sword was made of cold iron under the sea, but when it touched the golden-masked man's chest, it couldn't move any further.

The golden-masked man's chest seemed to be made of copper and iron, and even a sword couldn't penetrate it!

But the golden-masked man was attacked by the blue sword energy, and he had to stop. Where his feet stood, he had sunk into the ground a foot deep.

It turned out that he was blocked by the sword qi, and he insisted on not retreating, but just introduced the huge force generated by the sword qi into the ground.

The golden-masked man shouted angrily: "What a sword!" As soon as the words came out, blood dripped from behind his mask.

After the golden-masked man shook the sword energy, he still vomited blood.

The golden-masked man stopped, because in front of him, there was already a masked man in green shirt standing.

The masked man in blue shirt had a blue sword in his hand, and the sword was already in its sheath.He couldn't see Jianfeng, but his whole body was like Jianfeng. Even if he stood quietly like this, it made people feel that there was a forceful spirit rushing towards him.

The golden-masked man laughed "hehe". Every time he laughed, the fat on his body trembled, and the eardrums of the people around him seemed to be hit by a drumstick.People with poor internal strength can't help but hide away.

The man with the golden mask said to the man in the green shirt: "Although I can't see your face, your sword and your sword spirit are as famous as your people. So I know who you are! Qingfeng Sword Zongzuo Xingtang!"

Zuo Xingtang, a man in green shirt, sneered and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Golden Face Buddha, you have disappeared all these years. I searched all over the world and couldn't find you. Unexpectedly, a mere group of convicts led you out."

The golden-faced Buddha smiled and said: "I have lived in seclusion for so long, just want to come out to exercise my muscles and bones, and also to get some blood on my hands, lest I forget how to kill people."

The man in the blue shirt didn't speak any more, his body just burst out with a dazzling light like the sun shining on sapphire.

He drew his sword.

The sword energy is like a meteor flying across the ninety thousand li sky.

He only stabbed once.

No gimmicks, no leeway.

If the sword is strong and fast enough, one sword is enough.

Qingfeng Sword Sect Zuoxingtang's sword has always been like this.

The golden-faced Buddha didn't resist this move, he just fell down suddenly, and then his whole body got into the ground!
(End of this chapter)