In the beginning of the thunderous fruit, the school belle is actually a vampire

Abandoned hospital, lobby on the first floor.

A pile of white coats lay in a mess, only two of them could stand.

Lin Zhixi and Qian Xiaopang were quite calm, scanning the audience to ensure that all resistance forces disappeared.

"Sister-in-law is really amazing. You have taken care of most of the people here."

Qian Xiaopang smiled obsequiously, typically looking for something to say.

"Hmph," it's a pity that Lin Zhixi doesn't like this, "Don't talk nonsense, I know how strong you are."

"Uh heh heh heh."

Qian Xiaopang didn't refute and scratched his head.

Ever since he became the God's Chosen One, his strength has grown day by day, and he has become more and more terrifying.

It has now reached the A-level realm.

If you enter the pigman state of half pig and half human, it is even more comparable to the S-level level.

This is the advantage and fear of God's Chosen.

But Qian Xiaopang is quite modest. After all, Lin Zhixi is not weaker than himself, and he is also the chosen one.

Strength soared like a rocket.

In addition, she also had her back on the mountain of Brother Mu.

In Qian Xiaopang's view, the title of "No. [-] in Xia Country" was already in Xu Mu's pocket.

Compared to the cranky Qian Xiaopang.

Lin Zhixi couldn't stay idle, and walked towards the stairs, preparing to catch up with Xu Mu.

Qian Xiaopang kept up, he never missed this kind of opportunity to gain favor.

However, the two hadn't reached the stairs yet.

Then I saw two father and son, one old and one young, appearing with panicked expressions and turbid breath.

How should I put it, it looks like a villain at first glance.

"Good boy, dare to block my sister-in-law's way?"

Qian Xiaopang jumped and stood in front of Lin Zhixi.

"What the hell?"

Fang Wenjie, who walked out of the stairs, was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect a fat man who didn't know his life or death appeared in the escape route.

But when he looked again, he found the iceberg beauty Lin Zhixi.

He froze for a moment, his eyes glowed green: "It's you?"

"It's you."

Lin Zhixi frowned slightly, a little surprised.

The attack she experienced at the University of Hong Kong, and later she had a big fight with Fang Wenjie.

Times have changed, but I still remember this captain of the swing.

"Heh, since you're here, you must be guarding the gate for that little boy."

Fang Wenjie smirked, and asked maliciously: "Why, you want to stop me?"

Before Lin Zhixi could answer, Qian Xiaopang couldn't hold back: "Boy, why are you talking to my sister-in-law? I advise you to stop in moderation."

"Fatty man, get out of here!"

Fang Wenjie cursed angrily, and immediately swung out his palm.

Terrifying hell energy erupted, attacking Qian Xiaopang.

A muffled sound.

Fang Wenjie was stunned, because the fat man in front of him actually caught his fist: "How is this possible?"

"Hehe, since you made the first move, don't blame Fatty for being rude."

Qian Xiaopang took Fang Wenjie's hand and slammed it to the corner.

A huge force followed.

Fang Wenjie, who seemed domineering, turned into a human-shaped sandbag and was thrown flying more than ten meters.

He hit the load-bearing wall on the first floor.

There was a loud "bang".

"Wen Jie!"

Fang Zhihui, who was standing behind watching the show, was shocked.

Unexpectedly, his own son was no match for the fat man in front of him.

Immediately, he shot with anger and punched out.

It's a pity that Qian Xiaopang had been prepared for a long time, and kicked Zhong Fang Zhihui's crotch.

"Oh!" Fang Zhihui snorted.

He fell to his knees and lost the ability to fight.

"Tsk tsk, one or two are so violent, don't you know that this is a society ruled by law?"

Qian Xiaopang shook his head and said sarcastic remarks.

The Fang family father and son who were knocked down lay silent.

"It's so simple, something is wrong."

Lin Zhixi couldn't help being surprised.

It's not that he misjudged Qian Xiaopang's strength, but that he was a little surprised by the behavior of the other party's father and son.

After all, the two had a long-standing grudge with Xu Mu, and they were quite difficult to deal with.

Facing Qian Xiaopang, he lost so casually.

It's kind of comical.

It stands to reason that it would be unreasonable for these two people not to fight them.

Just as she was about to ask a question, the whole hospital suddenly shook.

What followed was a series of explosions upstairs.

Obviously, it was the movement of Xu Mu fighting.

Before she had time to think about it, Lin Zhixi hurriedly took steps and rushed upstairs.

He left a sentence: "Xiao Pang, the two of them are entrusted to you, be careful."

"Okay, sister-in-law, you can go to support with peace of mind."

Qian Xiaopang nodded with a smile, wishing to stay away from his sister-in-law so as not to suffer in vain.

After scanning the quiet hall, he moved a chair and sat in the center.

With Erlang's legs crossed and whistling in his mouth, he played with his mobile phone comfortably.

"This is life."

Qian Xiaopang couldn't help sighing, the taste of freedom is intoxicating.

But they didn't notice that the Fang family father and son lying on the ground released pitch-black mucus, which spread silently on the floor.

sixth floor.

Xu Mu turned into an electric arc and moved, flashing and moving.

At every foothold, there is a crescent-shaped slash chasing after it, smashing a wall and floor.

Opposite him is Yamamoto Taro with a dagger.

At the beginning of the fight, Xu Mu had the upper hand.

But after Yamamoto Taro took out the sword, the situation took a turn for the worse and became passive.

Xu Mu did not choose to force the enemy, but wandered around and began to contain the opponent.

"Ho ho ho, no one is a match for my god sword, die!"

Taro Yamamoto slashed three times in a row, laughing wildly.

Seeing Xu Mu scurrying around with his head in his arms, he couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart.

In the past, the Fang family father and son often talked about how strong Xu Mu was, how terrifying, and how difficult he was to deal with.
Yamamoto Taro will recite those words.

Who knows how much mental bombardment he has endured until today.

I didn't expect that after a fight, I found that Xu Mu was nothing more than that, it was no big deal.

Facing the sword of God, he had no choice but to flee.

"This is Master Susan's artifact, the sword that destroys everything!"

While venting his anger, Taro Yamamoto even began to show off.

And Xu Mu answered rightly: "Susano? The weapon in your hand is the Ten Fist Sword?"

"What ten-fist sword, that's just a legend!"

Taro Yamamoto snorted and said: "The power of gods is far more terrifying than myths, and the same is true for weapons. You are destined to die under my blade."

As he spoke, he swung his knife again.

Swah——

Rumble!
The Taidao shattered the air, forming a slash that split the concrete wall.

Dodging the flying gravel, Xu Mu commented relaxedly: "It seems that this Taidao is quite easy to use."

"Easy to use!? You don't understand the power of artifacts at all!"

Taro Yamamoto was furious, and kept chopping with a tadao.

He couldn't bear Xu Mu's calm attitude, as if he didn't take himself seriously at all.

Right now.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Taro Yamamoto moved his ears, and said fiercely, "It seems that the Sakura team is here, and you are destined to die here."

"Sakura group?"

Xu Mu didn't understand, so he smiled warmly: "You may have misunderstood, it was my wife who came up."

"nonsense!"

Taro Yamamoto didn't believe it, thinking that he had no one to talk to, how could this kid have a wife.

"Hey, you'll see it later, but the play time should be over."

Xu Mu smiled, and his avatar arc disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Yamamoto Taro was not on guard, after all, Xu Mu fled all the way, and he didn't look like a powerful guy at all.

swoosh swish-

Suddenly, the sound of electric current came from behind.

Taro Yamamoto turned his head quickly, but only saw a super long sword.

Longer than his whole body, longer than a six-story hospital to be precise.

A true 40-meter broadsword.

Entwined with countless terrifying arcs, they descended from the sky.

Yamamoto Taro was stunned, standing where he was, watching the sword fall.