It was raining heavily.

However, the inner city guards still insist on their duties of patrolling each district.

On the Seventh Street of District 2, a team of the Second Guard Team, which was responsible for the inspection of District 2 today, was talking about the bloody fight that happened on the street of District 3 not long ago.

"I heard that it was a student who participated in the Soul Conference, who was on the street and killed all the way!" The one among them seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, and while his fingers were gauntching forward, then his man suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze, staring straight ahead.

"What?" someone next to him asked.

"There is something ahead...." He said in an incredible tone.

Everyone turned their eyes and felt shocked.

This is the neighborhood they often patrolled, familiar with almost every inch of it. But now, just in a corner of the neighborhood, they are facing the place, a large number of vines grew here at some point. At this time, they were soaked in heavy rain that they hung softly on the wall, but among them, a human figure could be vaguely seen standing there, with her arms spreading and her back standing still.

"Who!" The strange scene immediately made the team alert. Everyone pulled out their weapons and asked while carefully moving forward.

No one answered.

The man who was leaning against the wall was still motionless. The wind and rain blew, and the vines on him swayed.

As they got closer, everyone finally saw clearly that a dagger was buried deep in the man's chest. The blood had been washed away by the rain, and even the ground was not left.

A team member stepped forward, looked up his breath and pulse, and turned around and shook his head regretfully at everyone. He fiddled with the vines and then saw Songquan's clothing clearly.

"It's from the General Administration Commission." He shouted.

"Of the Supervisory Commission?" The team leader walked up and looked at the pale face with suspicion.

"The Fourth Commander of the Supervisory Commission of the Institute, Song Quan..." He recognized this person.

Everyone took a breath.

Their guards do not deal with the Chief Executive Officer, and the powers of the two sides are different, and the systems are also different. The guards are led by the city lords in each jurisdiction; while the Chief Executive Officer in each jurisdiction is directly responsible to their higher-level Imperial Chief Executive Officer, and does not accept the jurisdiction of the Chief Executive Officer's Officer in the district.

But they all know what level the commander of the CSRC is and what kind of strength they have. But now, the fourth commander of the CSRC, who is not low in status and has a good strength, is actually hung on the wall?

"Notify the Supervisory Commission of the Academy." The team leader ordered. He did not do too much. It is most appropriate for the Supervisory Commission to deal with the affairs of the Supervisory Commission themselves. He was just curious that the Supervisory Commission is a special institution for the college. Usually, it will not provoke people outside the college system. The college would be afraid of any inspector of the Supervisory Commission. Who is this? He actually killed the commander of the Supervisory Commission on the roadside?

Is this a demonstration? The team leader stretched out his fingers to fiddle with the vines, and he thought a little too much if he accidentally did.

"Are there any other discoveries?" the captain asked the other team members who were searching for them.

"Not yet." Everyone replied. The heavy rain washed away all the traces of Morin's departure.

"Stay two people here. The others continue to patrol me." The captain ordered. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the bloody street fight between the third district that the team members had just talked about. In the inner city, such incidents have not happened for a long time. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. There may be more things happening in the second district today.

Xifan ran to an intersection. He could not get rid of the commander of the Supervisory Commission who was chasing him behind him. The distance between the two sides was getting closer. After all, Xifan's power spirit realm was only the third level, and his speed was not too fast, and he did not have the rich experience of escape as much as Molin. But Xifan 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. Whoever is alive avenges the dead?

He doesn't want this result, he hopes that everyone can live.

He wanted to protect everyone, but he also knew that his abilities were limited. Teacher Chu Min also knew this, so even if he wanted to fight to the death, he did not say any comforting words. He just hoped that her hard work would win more opportunities for everyone.

Xifan is not afraid of fighting for the desperate situation. But he is not like Chu Min at least at the same level as the other party’s strong men. He is only one-single-spirited, and any person he chases them must be above him. He also has to talk about the methods when fighting for the desperate situation. He can’t send himself directly to the other party’s crowd.

But now, the opportunity has come.

Scattered escape makes the enemy dispersed. If you have to fight one-on-one, this is already a limiting opportunity that can be obtained.

Hidden at this intersection, ambush.

Xi Fan made up his mind and turned left when he reached the intersection, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

The sword light came from the left side of the intersection, and the splashing rain hit Xifan's face in an instant. The intersection he wanted to ambush had already hidden the enemy ambushing him.

Xifan hurriedly slid to the right, and the sword light fell. Fortunately, he was in the middle of the street and was a distance from the enemy hiding behind the revolving wall. The knife finally did not cut him in half, but just cut off a corner of him.

"That's the end." The other party said.

The sixth commander of the Supervisory Commission, Sen Hai, held a second-level divine weapon to kill the iron. He said while the attack did not stop at all. Because they had seen Xifan's superpowers.

Broken marks!

The legendary superpowers and the partition of memory make even those who are higher than Xifan are very afraid of him. Therefore, Zong Zhenghao directly assigned two commanders, two double-breaking cultivators to deal with him.

One person chased him hard, but the other person had already moved to the front of Xifan at a faster speed.

Sen Hai, who was nicknamed "No Sword of the Sixth Knife" without killing someone, was shameless and used it anymore. He used 28 Knife to deal with Lu Ping, but he failed to succeed until he overdrawn. He watched Lu Ping leave with his eyes.

Humiliation, absolute humiliation.

So this time, Sen Hai will not count six or seven more swords again. His insignificant myth has been broken. Only by killing his opponent can he appear to be less useless. He is afraid of Xi Fan. He must attack, so that Xi Fan has no energy to use the Broken Seal.

The superpower of the spirit of the spirit moves at any time and is activated the fastest, but this is the time of the thought, which requires absolute concentration. Sen Hai used his escape slash frantically, and in an instant, six swords were already released, which was the critical point that he would feel ashamed of not being able to knock down his opponent. But he had forgotten this point completely. What he wanted was to let Xi Fan fall down without any revenge.

The seventh knife!

The rain was blown by the sword wind and flew out in a slanted manner. The seventh knife finally hit the target, but the road was still flat!

Sen Hai was shocked. He knew that the power of his attack was completely unmoved. There was only one possibility that he had already hit the broken mark. What he hit was the memory he was staying here.

"Where!" Sen Hai roared, and a series of splashes of water appeared in the sky, and a knife came from a distance, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded. Sen Hai twisted his body, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air with the sound of the flying knife, escaped and slashed again.

"Zhong!" Sen Hai roared, and a larger splash of water spread in the air as he fell, but Xi Fan had been moving and dodged the sword to the side. He knew that the mystery of Sen Hai's escape slash was to chase the sound and come out the sword. In this sword, he was chasing the flying sword that was shot, not Xi Fan.

Who would have thought that 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 and slashed the sound of the flying knife, and even chased after the flying knife's change direction.

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Chapter completed!