Chapter 123 Killing the Bureau
"General Gao, why bother to be secretive when you visit late at night? It's making people laugh."
Song Changming glanced at the streets and alleys, and saw the twenty or thirty people surrounding them one after another. His eyes finally fell on the leader and he spoke out.
Seeing that his identity was revealed, the high chief simply took off the scarf covering his face and said with murderous intent.
"Now that you recognize me, you also know what my purpose is here today. Obediently lead your neck to be slaughtered, or else I will slaughter your family together tonight!"
When Song Changming heard this, his eyes gradually turned cold.
As soon as this statement came out, the two sides were destined to fight to the death today!
The "Blood Spear" High Chief, this was the name of the other party when he was in the world. After the fifth prince arrived in Donglai County, he was one of the first batch of heroes to defect to the fifth prince.
He also made some meritorious deeds on the battlefield, so he became a miscellaneous general.
However, even though he became a general, his past martial arts style remained unchanged.
It was the same way before when he led his troops into the Public Security Bureau in anger, and it is the same way when he leads people to seek revenge tonight.
This is not something a serious general would do, but when it comes to these righteous warriors, it is not against the law at all.
This person relied on some martial arts to be arrogant and turned a blind eye to the dirty things his own brother had done before. He just simply ignored and sought revenge in the world.
Therefore, Song Changming was too lazy to talk nonsense and moved towards the group of men in black in front of him.
"Kill!" The high chief knew that Song Changming was extremely powerful, so the group of people he brought were all top-notch warriors in the army, and they were all righteous warriors in the world. Their martial arts cultivation was either in the fourth realm or in the fifth realm!
With so many powerful warriors working together to kill one person, even if a warrior of the Sixth Realm like him thinks he is trapped in this killing situation, it will be a disaster.
After all, no matter how strong a warrior is, he is still made of flesh and blood. Normally, he will lose blood when being cut. And he only has one sword in his hand. Faced with these twenty or thirty swords swung at them all, if he responds even slightly wrong, he will die. !
However, facing this group of powerful enemies and the encirclement and killing, Song Changming was not afraid at all.
He is very confident in his current strength!
Tonight, one person and one knife is enough!
Song Changming used the light body skill, as if he was stepping on the breeze, and he was in front of the two people in an instant.
Both of them were shocked, as if they didn't expect Song Changming to approach them so quickly, and subconsciously swung their swords to chop.
Song Changming's dragon pattern sword was also drawn out at this time.
The silver light arrived first and cut across the throats of the two men in an instant, making it impossible for the long knives in their hands to fall.
There was a spurt of blood, and the two of them vaguely heard the crisp sounds of wind chimes and birdsong.
The number of strokes, angle, strength, and accuracy are all achieved to perfection.
Just come up with one knife and two in seconds!
This is the power embodied by his perfect sword skill!
Aware of the sword wind coming from behind, Song Changming leaned forward, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and nimbly avoided the attack from behind.
Then he slashed upward with the long knife, and then disemboweled the person behind him.
His movements and sword movements seemed to be at different speeds from everyone else, and the movement changed extremely quickly!
Then he kicked sideways on the wall of an alley, and flew to the other side of the alley in the next moment.
Facing the three people, he swept them out with another knife.
One person was beheaded on the spot and flew several meters high.
The remaining two people managed to resist, but they ended up with their swords cut off and people flying. They simply couldn't withstand Song Changming's strength and the sharpness of the dragon pattern sword!
Although this alley is not spacious, it is enough for Song Changming to carry out a massacre.
"Damn it!" The high chief realized that he still underestimated Song Changming's true strength.
They were both six-level warriors, but the skills Song Changming showed this time would make even a seventh-level warrior come to think of hell.
Especially Song Changming's sword skills, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is far superior to all the warriors present.
Not to mention having fought with Song Changming, it was almost impossible to find anyone who could block his sword.
They were clearly outnumbered, but at the end of the battle, they were chased and killed by Song Changming alone.
Within a moment, there were already corpses all over the alley, and in the end, no one escaped Song Changming's pursuit.
Song Changming shook off the blood on the dragon-patterned knife, looked at the high chief who was still standing at the entrance of the alley and said calmly: "Don't be stunned, use other means."
The opponent didn't attack for a long time and didn't escape. It was obvious that he had a back-up plan waiting for him.
"A bunch of trash!" Gao Sheik cursed a few times, but he didn't dare to face Song Changming and go into battle in person.
Just as Song Changming had killed him like a chicken, he was dead.
While cursing, he took out a small iron box from his arms. The moment he opened it, wisps of dark red mist floated out, and the temperature around the alley also suddenly increased.
When Song Changming saw this special mist, he felt it looked familiar.
Isn't this the unique burning mist produced by the mist gold? Then as expected, the high chief took out an irregular metal piece from the iron box. It was golden and it was matte gold!
"I didn't want to use it. After all, if I was found to have hidden the mist gold, it would be troublesome. You forced me to do this!"
As he spoke, the scorching mist from the mist gold in the high chief's hand all floated neatly to one side.
Song Changming couldn't help but become cautious when he heard the restless sound of horse hooves hitting the ground, as well as the low roar and neighing as thick as a monster.
"Go! Tear him to pieces!" the high chief ordered.
The next moment, a dark horse rushed into the alley.
It was said to be a dark horse, but its mutated body shape was only half or sixty-nine like a horse at most.
The ferocious horse head became somewhat similar to the head of a monitor lizard, with a split and protruding mouth full of fangs.
The whole body is covered with bulges and weird horniness, and there are sharp thorns everywhere on the head, back, neck and abdomen.
In addition, the size has become much larger, and it feels like it is being squeezed into an alley.
When it comes, it's like hitting a high-speed train.
Facing the wind pressure, Song Changming's face became a little more solemn, and he no longer held back in the face of such mutated fog beasts.
Holding the dragon pattern knife in both hands, he took one step forward and suddenly slashed forward.
The powerful force of the sword swept across, and the blade broke through the layers of air waves surging in front of it, slashing directly on the face of the fog beast.
The next moment, Song Changming felt an extremely strong repulsive force running along the blade and impacting his whole body, making his chest feel tight and his arms numb.
That is to say, he practiced many sets of physical exercises, and his body was strengthened from the inside out more than once before he could withstand this terrifying impact.
Otherwise, if it were other people who had been hit by this mist beast, their flesh and blood would have been flying everywhere, and they might have been crushed into several pieces.
Song Changming was knocked back more than ten meters and stabilized his body. The muscles and bones of his arms were strong, and except for some pain and numbness, they were not broken by the impact.
The fog beast was chopped to the ground by Song Changming, like a truck that lost control at high speed, directly collapsing the alley wall next to it, causing a lot of noise.
He has confirmed that this is a high-level fog beast. It resisted his powerful and heavy sword, but only a shallow blood mark appeared on its head.
That is to say, the texture of the dragon pattern knife in his hand is tough enough, otherwise the violent collision would be like a spark hitting the earth, and all ten knives would be broken.
This is also the value of swords and sharp weapons.
"If the fight continues, the neighbors next door will have objections."
Song Changming murmured in his heart, and without stopping, he charged towards the high-level mist beast that was still struggling.
"Why don't you hurry up and absorb the essence and blood on the ground! I specially prepared so much for you, just for you to see?!" At the entrance of the alley, the high chief became so angry that he even cursed his own fog beast.
In the collision just now, Song Changming was not directly smashed to pieces. Instead, his fog beast was chopped to the ground. This result made him somewhat unacceptable.
Fortunately, he understood that the fog beast could continue to strengthen itself by relying on its essence and blood.
The twenty or thirty military masters he brought were not only to deal with Song Changming, but also potential resources for him to evolve the fog beast, the last resort!
The mist beast struggling to get up on the ground did obey the high chief's order and began to stir up the corpses on the ground. For a while, the blood mist began to fill the place, and was continuously absorbed by the mist beast.
Song Changming, who was on the other side, was also aware of this characteristic of the fog beast. He immediately changed his target and used his light body skill to jump over the fog beast. Then he climbed over an alley wall and disappeared from the sight of the high chief.
The high chief was stunned for a moment, and then his heart tightened quickly, and he pulled out a large iron gun carried on his back.
At the same time, he ordered the fog beast to quickly retreat to his side.
As soon as this order was given, the courtyard wall on his side was suddenly smashed into pieces, rocks flew, and a cold sword light struck directly at him.
Everything happens in a flash of lightning.
In a hurry, the high chief only had time to raise his gun in front of him.
The falling sword light suddenly deflected, like a flying swallow turning half a circle around the iron spear.
The next moment, the high chief felt that his hands holding the gun had lost all feeling.
He didn't come back to his senses until the spear hit the ground, and he was horrified to find that there was only a bloody cut left on his wrist.
Both hands were chopped off, and the big iron spear fell to the ground!
(End of this chapter)