Chapter 117
But this alone was not enough. After all, the shield was composed of countless crazy spirit bodies. Under the control of the woman, they actually began to devour the spiritual power of the old security guard, and invaded in the opposite direction towards the old security guard.

The entire Qiqi City was filled with a strong aura of madness, and the stronger the aura of madness, the stronger the power displayed by those crazy souls, and the more difficult it was for that woman to deal with.

This is actually a way to surpass the realm of the ghost king. It was not until this moment that the old security guard realized what the woman was planning to do to harm the entire city.

She intends to take the souls of the entire city people as a benchmark, and jump to a higher realm in one fell swoop.

"You can't succeed!"

The old security yelled, and he couldn't hold back the soul in his arm. His controlled arm had already grabbed his neck, and the big mouth in his hand bit his throat. Fortunately, the old security Rough and thick, otherwise he would definitely die on the spot.

"Old guy, you're dead, I'll just say you're not my opponent."

A sneer with a sinister meaning echoed in the city, and a sword aura hundreds of meters long appeared suddenly and slashed at the woman.

"Help is coming, right?"

The woman couldn't dodge in time, and a building behind her was cut off in the middle, and she herself was directly shattered into mist by this sharp sword energy.

"Look, I still have to make a move?"

Yang Jian appeared somewhere in the air, looked at the embarrassed old security guard and said with a sneer.

A sword qi shot out from his fingertips and penetrated into the body of the old security guard.

A scream suddenly sounded from the old security guard's body, and at the same time, the weird face and mouth in his hand also disappeared.

"If you don't make a move early, you are going to see my jokes, right?"

Facing this kind of weird opponent, the old security guard knew that he was not easy to deal with, but facing Yang Jian, even if he just said it, he refused to admit defeat, and immediately said with a cold snort.

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm just going to see your jokes."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile: "I just want to see you being beaten badly by that girl, and then I will save you."

The face of the old security guard suddenly turned black, but if he lost, he lost. If Yang Jian hadn't made a timely move, he might have to confess his life here, and if his soul was polluted by then, he would become a member of the army of lunatics If it is not, I am afraid that it will not be easy to deal with people who have surpassed the ghost king.

"Stop talking, let's talk about how to deal with the lunatics in this city."

The old security guard frowned and brought up the business.

Different from the real Resident Evil, these lunatics are actually real people. The so-called hurricane in the woman's mouth raised the soul activity of these ordinary people to a rather outrageous level, so that the limbs were seriously damaged. For example, if half of the head is missing, the soul can still live attached to the body.

And these people, in fact, all have their own self-awareness, they just can't control themselves, so they will attack and devour behaviors crazily. Strictly speaking, these people are actually human beings, and they are not dead at all. .

"It's simple."

Yang Jian was not as sad as the old security guard: "In my opinion, one sword will kill them all."

"It just so happens that I'm good at that."

"Anyway, after they became lunatics, who didn't get a few lives in their hands? Who didn't have human flesh in their stomachs?"

"Instead of living in pain, I'd rather let them be free."

Yang Jian said it very casually, even a little eager to try, he was originally murderous.

When he practiced swordsmanship back then, he needed to kill people, but he didn't dare to kill people, so he could only choose to kill ants. He manipulated thousands of vellus hairs as flying swords, and nailed the ants in an ant nest to death.

Now that he finally had a chance, a non-human creature in the city was killed by him, of course Yang Jian didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

"No, they are all human beings now."

The old security guard's expression darkened immediately, and he stopped Yang Jian from speaking.

"Well, that's not what you said when you first faced Li Xuanzhe. I heard that you were the spirit officer who threatened him and he was willing to join."

"Although he failed to join the team of spirit execution officers in the end."

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders, and a flying sword condensed with spiritual power appeared behind him, splitting a lunatic not far away who had spotted the two of them running over with joy.

After destroying all the souls that were born, he said indifferently: "Look, killing them, isn't this the easiest and fastest way to clean up?"

"Why bother!"

The old security guard stopped talking. Indeed, killing these lunatics was indeed the easiest way to clean up, but he couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart.

Just like when he was ostracized by the Elder Council, it was because the Elder Council and the Spiritual Officers wanted to directly kill the ghost kings and imps after catching them to avoid future troubles. It was the old security guard who defied all opinions and took the initiative to ask Ying to raise the imps in Feifei City. , trying to make them available to the Elders.

"Hahahaha, you agree, then I will do it."

Yang Jian laughed wildly, Wan Jian returned to the clan, his most powerful move was used again, tens of thousands of flying swords passed through the streets and alleys, and quickly harvested the lives of those lunatics.

But Yang Jian himself didn't see it. Every time he harvested the life of a madman, his flying sword was dyed with a red light.

The red glow on each flying sword is not much, but Yang Jian has a lot of flying swords. Only in the first round of harvest, the number of lunatics in Feifei City has decreased by tens of thousands, so the red glow accumulated on the flying swords The concentration of awns is also a rather scary number.

"Look? It's so simple, just kill them all."

There was a touch of red in Yang Jian's eyes, and a look of madness appeared on his face, and he roared to the old security guard.

"Stop it, you're not in the right state!"

The old security guard had already seen that Yang Jian's condition was problematic, and his appearance was somewhat similar to those lunatics.

"Why stop?"

"Isn't that the quickest solution?"

Yang Jian didn't realize that his behavior was abnormal at all, he said with a smirk on his face.

"I told you to stop."

The old security guard's expression became gloomy, and a golden light suddenly appeared on his body, and the cars and corpses around him were shot in all directions like a torrential rain.

The old security punched Yang Jian's face, causing Yang Jian's fencing skills to be interrupted immediately, the harvesting stopped, Yang Jian's serious red light was also reduced, and he regained a bit of sobriety.

"Don't kill those lunatics yourself."

"No, don't let the spiritual power connected with your body touch those lunatics..."

Yang Jian seemed to have sensed something, his expression changed drastically and he shouted at the old security guard.

(End of this chapter)

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