The villain does one good thing every day

When Qing Yizhang was swaying, Yan Laixing grabbed Lin Wuyang who was falling down, the two rolled into a ball, and bumped into a few policemen, and they fell into another space together.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Yan Laixing rolled on the ground, took a step forward and stabbed his horse, held down his sword, closed his eyes and listened to the sound.

The detectives also stood up with their knives, facing the four walls, staring at every corner.

Yan Laixing turned to Lin Wuyang and said, "Go inside."

He was referring to the circle formed by them men with knives.

When Lin Wuyang heard this, he crawled twice, then stopped and looked at the other arresters.

The officers looked at each other, and saw that Lin Wuyang was powerless, so after thinking about it, they made way for him to enter the middle.

Yan Laixing didn't hear anything, and opened his eyes: "There is something wrong with this place."

A purple-clothed policeman glanced at him impatiently: "Nonsense."

Yan Laixing glared at him: "I mean, there's no sound at all here."

The purple-clothed policeman froze for a moment, everyone quieted down, and then listened carefully, he could even hear everyone's breathing clearly, but apart from them, there was no sound.

Yan Laixing listened, and suddenly said: "Not good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a policeman's breathing became disordered, and the purple-clothed policeman realized: "Damn, there's no air here!"

A few panicked, their breathing was unstable, and they took a few breaths, and found that the air in this grid was thin.

The purple-clothed policeman quickly turned around: "Brothers, don't panic, calm down!"

Yan Laixing didn't care about anything else, he took a step forward, closed his eyes, held down the sword, calm and steady, like a stone, the air around him stopped flowing, the sound gradually faded away, and in the silence, he fell into darkness.

Only my own breathing can be heard.

Darkness, and darkness.

Quiet, and quiet.

draw sword.

A sword light flashed across, and the entire room was split from the middle. The silver sword light stopped for a few seconds, and the cracks in the room gradually opened with creaking sounds. When the silver light disappeared, the room was disconnected to both sides.As for the swordsman, he had already put away his sword.

Ziyi was stunned: "Good... good swordsmanship."

Yan Laixing turned around, and just took two steps, the wall of the room suddenly disappeared, and they fell down again unprepared.

The few who reacted quickly pulled out their knives and stabbed at the wall, intending to stop the falling trend, but as soon as the tip of the knives touched the wall, the wall disappeared, so that the knives that had exerted force had nowhere to fall and were thrown out.

After falling for only a moment, they fell into a room again. This room still only had four walls and two sides, the top and the bottom, and it was just a grid.

The detectives hurriedly got up, picked up the knife in a hurry, and lined up again. Some legs were still trembling, and they held up the knife and stared at the wall.

Ziyi was distracted, and said to Yanlai: "Young hero is very skilled, what's your name?"

Yan Lai Xing respected the rules, holding his sword and cupping his fists: "Bei Hai Yan Lai Xing."

Ziyi nodded at him: "Nanling Xu Pingdao."

Yan Laixing said again: "Everyone, be careful, this is not a formation that humans can form."

Xu Pingdao asked: "Can Hero Yan know the magic of the immortal family?"

Yan Laixing shook his head: "Never. My little brother is practicing martial arts."

Xu Ping gave him a sharp look: "Entering the realm of transformation, martial arts can be mastered by immortals."

"I am over-flattered."

"You two stop exchanging pleasantries, who will tell what's going on first?" Lin Wuyang interrupted them.

Holding the knife, Xu Pingdao walked forward, stretched out his hand and touched the wall tentatively, the incantations on the wall avoided his hand, and flowed around: "Brother An suspects that Qing Yizhang has evil spirits." .Now it seems that the whole building is moving, and it is not a matter of one or two evil spirits."

Yan Laixing also stepped forward: "We have seen sha entering the human world in East Lake before, but the sha in that place did not hold the entire mansion hostage. The situation here means that the building is moving. Could it be that the sha door here has been opened?" ?..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Wuyang screamed.

Yan Laixing hurried over: "What's wrong?"

Lin Wuyang raised his hand tremblingly, and widened his eyes: "Yes...something touched me just now...it's sticky...something..."

Yan Laixing looked carefully, the place where Lin Wuyang was sitting was inside the circle surrounded by the police, if there was something...

Yan Laixing asked, "Which hand?"

Lin Wuyang raised his hand: "The right hand."

Yan Laixing looked along the right side of Lin Wuyang, and there seemed to be a flowing liquid beside the dark wall.

Yan Laixing stood up, leaned over carefully, and stared at the pool of liquid, which was still flowing.

Suddenly, an exclamation came from behind him. The abdomen of a policeman was wet. The liquid was black and entered through the abdomen with a plop. It made a hole and turned into a hand. .

The liquid mixed into the bloody water, and the black hand was pulled out, and it fled far away with the bloody intestines attached.Xu Ping's knife reacted quickly, and he slashed at the black hand. The black hand didn't move at all, still dragging its intestines, and quickly hid in the wall.

The remaining arresters were still alive, with their guts broken, lying in a pool of blood, groaning, breathing out but not breathing in.

Several arresters surrounded him, took off their clothes and covered his stomach: "It's okay, brother, just wait a little longer..."

The arrester was shaking uncontrollably, and let out a breath that was as heavy as a cow. He grabbed the one closest to him: "Brother Zhao..."

Brother Zhao, who was sitting next to him and supported his head, immediately knelt down, leaned against his ear, and took his hand: "Say it, brother."

The catcher said: "My mother..."

As soon as he said two words, it exploded suddenly, blood and flesh spilled all over the surrounding people, and the broken bones that fell on the ground caught fire and burned brightly.

Xu Ping looked at them with a knife.

Lin Wuyang was stunned, almost crying, and crawled towards Yan.

Before he climbed up, Yan Laixing told him: "Don't move, there are more!"

Everyone held their breaths, they couldn't see clearly in the dim light, so they pricked up their ears, imitating Yan Lai to listen to the sound.

Yan Laixing held the hilt of his sword and turned to the east: "The east..."

Then quickly turned around: "No, to the west..."

He moved his ears, then turned around: "No, Nan..."

Then he understood: "Be careful—!"

It's too late to shout.

From the roof, black liquid poured out, not one, not two, it poured down like a torrential rain, and even the ground was bubbling with black liquid.

It's too late, but it's fast.Yan Laixing rushed forward, stood in the middle of the circle surrounded by the policemen, next to Lin Wuyang, drew out his sword in a swish, split the nearest black liquid, stood in the middle, condensed his soul a little, and the surrounding air flow followed Change.

In the darkness of the swordsman's self-forging, Yan Laixing erected his sword, stood in front of him, closed his eyes and said to himself:

"Horizontal and vertical swords—eight-faced and exquisite."

The sword moved so quickly that it was too fast to see clearly, Jian Guang drew an octahedron, which just included everyone in it, and the black liquid was cut off when the sword's energy came.When the eight sides are completed, the silver light will be lit up and pressed to the surroundings, washing away the black liquid wherever it goes, and going forward without hesitation.

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed in the room, and it was black liquid burning.

When it was bright again, it went dark.

silence.

The sword is sheathed.

The people were still in shock, they supported each other, hugged their wounds and rested.

Lin Wuyang grabbed Yan Laixing's trousers and fell on the ground crying.

In the silence, Xu Pingdao swallowed: "It's done?"

Yan Laixing shook his head: "If it works, we should change places."

So Xu Pingdao stood up and walked to Yan Laixing's side, preparing for the next round of attacks.

Lin Wuyang said silently: "God bless... don't make any more tricks."

A policeman came over to deliver medicine to Lin Wuyang, but found that he was not injured: "Hey? Didn't that thing touch you just now?"

Lin Wuyang was also surprised, and raised his hand to look: "Yes, what's going on?"

He rolled up his sleeves, and the spots that had been touched by the black liquid were disappearing little by little. The spots that were removed were tattooed on his wrists, one after another golden Buddha mantra.

The catcher was stunned: "What is this?"

Lin Wuyang did not answer.

While speaking, a red whip was drawn from the top of his head, and went straight to Yan Laixing.

Xu Ping pushed Yan Laixing away with a knife, and jumped away, but the whip seemed to be aimed at Yan Laixing, turned around, and threw it at Yan Laixing at a strange angle.

Yan Laixing tried to jump away, but unexpectedly, the whip seemed to have a soul, turned a corner in the air, and slammed on him fiercely.

With just one whip, Yan Laixing was ripped open and fell to the ground, even letting go of his sword.

The whip didn't stop, rising and falling, the whip went straight forward, and it was useless to avoid it.Xu Ping swung the knife and chopped off the first whip, which immediately turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated in the air.

Lin Wuyang took this opportunity to crawl towards Yan Laixing's sword, trying to pick it up and hand it to him.

Yan Laixing, who noticed his movement, turned his head suddenly and shouted at him: "Don't touch!"

Lin Wuyang was stunned.

Yan Laixing was very serious: "Don't move my sword."

Lin Wuyang curled his hands back.

The whip was gone, Yan Laixing stood up, walked towards his sword, and did not forget to thank Xu Pingdao: "Xiexiongtai for helping me just now."

Xu Ping cupped her fists: "Brother Yan..."

Before he finished speaking, the red whip had already turned into a dense grid, moving from behind Xu Pingdao.

Lin Wuyang shouted: "Be careful!"

Xu Pingdao turned her head and met the rows of grids.

The grid passed through his body, shattering him into dozens of pieces. After the grid passed through, the lump of meat shook before falling down.

Before the grid stopped, Yan Laixing had already picked up the sword, pulled Lin Wuyang behind him, and slashed hard, the sword energy cut through the grid—or in other words, the grid bypassed them by itself, and shot at the people behind. run.

***

Qingsong was still talking, and after talking for a long time, he finally seemed to have made a decision.

Quan Wuyong had already retrieved the sword, and stood in front of Yu Yao tremblingly: "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yu Yao couldn't even stand up, so she had to sit on the ground to gather her breath.

Qingsong approached, and looked at Yu Yao over Quan Wuyong: "We have decided."

Quan Wuyong's voice was resounding, emphasizing himself: "What have you decided?!"

But Qingsong looked at Yu Yao and said, "If you bleed a little more, you'll know."

Quan Wuyong swung his sword horizontally: "Think beautifully, if you want to hurt my senior brother, first..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown away by Qingsong, and Yu Yao tried to stand up: "You..."

Qingsong squatted down, and said with a thick voice: "Why is your soul so unstable?"

Before Yu Yao could answer, Qingsong shook herself a few times, covering her eyes in pain.

After a while, Qingsong returned to normal again, this time, the thick voice scolded again: "Whose old friend are you?"

Yu Yao smiled: "Everyone is evil, where is my old friend?"

The thick voice spoke again, but this time it was not aimed at Yu Yao, he suddenly realized, and said: "So it was you who did it, Qiu Shanfeng."

Yu Yao was taken aback, Qiu Shanfeng, I heard it in the story, the gangster back then?

The deep and thick voice sighed twice: "Why do you show me how young I am?"

Several other voices also took turns to scold this "Autumn Mountain Wind".

"Send him back below!"

"Yes, send him back below!"

"Send him back down, and he won't dare again!"

It seems that "going back to the bottom" is the most severe punishment.

Yu Yao, taking advantage of their inattention, clenched his fists and said, "Kang Liao, come here."

Nothing happened.

Yu Yao took a deep breath, and said again: "Xian Liao, come here."

Here, Qingsong finished the sentence of Qiu Shanfeng and came to a conclusion, and then he had to deal with Yu Yao.

Qingsong took a step forward, pinched Yu Yao's neck, and pinched it down fiercely, lifting Yu Yao's toes off the ground.

Yu Yao was pinched so hard that her hands and feet trembled.

***

Thousands of miles away.

Beihai Quan Family.

Sacrificial stove.

Sword moves.

It rises from the ground and goes straight to the sky.Flying straight between the sky and the earth, crossing under the shadow of the moon, the sword energy is bitter, and it comes rushing.

Crossing the river and crossing the mountains, it roared.

Straight into the top of Qing Yizhang Building, under the moonlight, a sword stands on the top of the tall building.

Thunderbolt.

Qing Yizhang, suddenly collapsed.