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Chapter 118 The sword control roiling in the flames (please subscribe)

The strong wind completely penetrated this space, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly poured in from the window. Wang Yuan, who was standing in front of the monitoring screen, could not help but shudder even though his right hand clenched the handle of the Viper at his waist.

"drop!"

The indicator light on the elevator finally changed from a bright red as rich as blood to a vibrant green, but it still couldn't change the pale face of the head of the Wang family.

He was staring at the elevator in front of him that was ready to open its curtain. He suddenly pulled out the revolver from his waist with his right hand and pointed the black muzzle straight ahead.

No matter who comes out of the elevator, Wang Yuan is ready to use this "python" to devour the other person's life...

Whether it's an enemy... or a friend!

"Crash-"

The elevator door finally opened slowly, and with it came the deafening roar of firearms!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The 6 mm 357 Magnum bullets roared out of the 8-inch barrel and streaked toward the open door of the elevator one after another.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

As sparks lit up from the collision between metal and metal, a deep hole like a honeycomb instantly appeared inside the light blue elevator!

But...it was empty.

There was silence in the empty corridor. The cold blue screen fluorescent light shone on Wang Yuan's face, making it look even paler and colorless. In the past, the eighty-eighth floor was his private territory and was always quiet.

But the quiet tonight is more like silence.

It was so quiet... that I couldn't feel the breath of any living thing.

This is a kind of human instinct, a kind of vigilance that cannot stop retreating when facing natural enemies!

The temperature in the air dropped rapidly, and the rainwater continued to seep out of the wall, flowing down from the wall, and finally flowed to Wang Yuan's feet, slowly gathering into a small puddle.

The sound of horse hooves "ta-ta-ta-ta" gradually changed from blurry to clear.

Small beads of sweat oozed from the head of the head of the Wang family. He looked at every sound of horse hooves with a highly nervous expression. He held the handle of the "Colt Python" with both hands and raised it to his head. He couldn't help but tremble slightly. .

Something inhuman... is slowly approaching!
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves disappeared, as if the monster was taken away by Taishang Laojun's purple gourd.

The intense coldness also gradually dissipated.

"call……"

The pressure like a ship full of galaxies suddenly dissipated, but the head of the Wang family still did not relax and was still watching everything around him with high spirits.

"Clap!"

Suddenly, the split screens behind him suddenly went out one after another. The next second, the light in the man's eyes suddenly bloomed!

This is not the brilliance of life, but... the molten flames from hell!
Two red-gold scorching suns suddenly rose in the dark space. The light seemed like tons of molten flames surging out from the endless abyss, and steam flowed along the smooth floor.

A dark figure stood in the light. He was dressed in gorgeous robes, and an eight-legged horse stood proudly beneath him. Green thunder was spitting out of the horse's mouth and nose!

"Huh..." Without hesitation, Wang Yuan exhaled a breath, forced himself to look calmly at the god-like figure in front of him, moved his lips slightly, and softly chanted ancient words in his mouth.

His golden pupils were slowly lit up in the dark environment. When it reached its limit, a golden field instantly unfolded from the feet of the head of the Wang family. The power was constantly inflated and squeezed like a bubble, filling the entire empty field in an instant. !
"Crackling..."

All the objects in this space are constantly emitting strong vibrations. Even the monitoring screens behind them are constantly emitting bright sparks. The electronic components inside continue to collide and eventually turn into tiny metal particles, as if sand has gathered into a tower. , slowly forming a series of sharp swords in mid-air.

The direction pointed by the sword's edge was exactly the dark shadow standing calmly in front of him, and the murderous intent like a sea of ​​blood spread to the extreme in an instant!
The suspended sword rotated around him at high speed, as if waiting for the other party to move forward even a millimeter, and it would crush the guy who was pretending to be a ghost from beginning to end.

Yan Ling Jian Yu.

An extremely domineering spirit, this is the confidence of the head of the Wang family to guard here alone!
But unfortunately, this time... what he met was not an ordinary person.

The ghostly black shadow slowly took a step forward, and the galloping flying sword suddenly resembled the swordsmanship in fantasy novels, drawing lines of silver in the dark space, like the Milky Way flowing down. , spinning at high speed towards the enemy!

"Bala——"

The sharp sound of sharp blades cutting through the air suddenly sounded in the silent environment, and the evil aura that seemed to be the "sword light" in fantasy novels, accompanied by the lasing of the flying swords, continued to gather from all directions.

The next moment, a sonic boom roared!

"Boom——"

"clang!!"

Before the sword-killing momentum reached its peak, a gorgeous magic circle suddenly rose from the ceiling, accompanied by a thick and extreme gravity, as if it was washed by heavy water, and poured down together!

"Wow!"

Tengran's blazing brilliance suddenly bloomed, and all the flying swords that attacked the black shadow had their magnetic fields dispersed by more powerful authorities in an instant. A large number of metal swords suddenly appeared in the air like dragon heads that had lost their support. Shattered!

Before the head of the Wang family could react, blazing white light suddenly bloomed brightly from the black shadow of the horseman, and he turned himself into the fire and light source of this dark space.

At the same time... it also brought burning and destruction!

In this extremely dazzling moment, Wang Yuan finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

I saw a young man in silver-white robes, sitting high on the saddle of an eight-legged horse, like a god crossing the sea in mythology. The direction he pointed at was the ultimate pure land.

And behind this pure land, what was set off... was a red gold molten flame that could destroy the world!

"You are from the secret party..." The golden pupils of the head of the Wang family suddenly shrank, revealing extreme disbelief. Just after he blurted out the last sentence, the monstrous flames were like surging waves, and in an instant Devoured his figure.

In the tide of rushing flames, there was endless killing intent. Long Kui, who was sitting on top of Sleipnir, glanced at the dark figure shaking on the wall behind him with his red-gold eyes, and waved his hand gently. .

Immediately, countless flames enveloped the black figures like meteors. Before they could rush forward with their teeth and claws bared, the violent burning arrows exploded in an instant and covered the sky!

Long Kui sat on the eight-legged horse and glanced indifferently at the black figure that was constantly struggling in the flames. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he flicked the rope. Sleipnir, who was sitting down, immediately understood. Carrying him on his back, he silently turned around and left...

Calm as water.

　Sorry, I'm really busy lately. I will make up for the 4000 words I wrote yesterday. I don't have to visit relatives tomorrow. I have time.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)