I studied beheading in a mental institution

An Qingyu stared at the area around her, and there was a glimmer of light in those gray eyes, as if she was analyzing something.

Shen Qingzhu naturally knew his ability, so he didn't intend to give him this time, raised his hand, and a pair of gray arms stretched out from the ground under his feet, firmly grasping An Qingyu's ankle.

At the same time, densely packed arms extended from this pair of arms, spreading crazily across the body of the Anqing fish. These arms surged together, like countless miniature wings, engulfing his whole body in an instant.

Under Shen Qingzhu's control, these arms were wrapped into cocoons, tightly trapping An Qingyu in them, but the next moment, these arms twisted violently from inside!

These arms were deconstructed visibly with the naked eye, reorganized into translucent glass, hardened and solidified, and as a white palm was attached to the glass surface from the inside, the entire cocoon room burst into pieces!

A black shadow flew out from it!

Seeing this, Shen Qingzhu's expression was not disturbed. He took off the burning cigarette at the corner of his mouth with his hand, waved it lightly,

A wisp of sparks fell to the ground in the dead gray world, all the air exploded instantly, and a giant wall of flames hundreds of meters long shot up to the sky in front of him, directly engulfing the black figure without a trace.

But as the eyes of the figure in the flames froze, the wall of fire shattered strangely into gray rain, falling profusely into the ruins.

"Is this the power of the door of truth..." Shen Qingzhu looked a little dignified when he saw this unreasonable scene.

An Qingyu fell lightly from the gray rain to the ground, and the sound of roaring motorcycles could be heard in his ears. He turned his head and saw a few half-abandoned motorcycles speeding towards here, and the strangest thing was , There is no one on these motorcycles, as if they were controlled by invisible big hands, they hit his figure head-on.

An Qingyu looked intently. Under these motorcycles, a large amount of explosives had been strapped to them at some point.

He seemed to realize something, and looked up at the sky. In the night sky, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy waved his palms in the air like a conductor, and an invisible force of confinement surged into An Qingyu's body.

At the same time, in the reflection of An Qingyu's gray eyes, he clearly saw a figure shrouded in smoke and haze, holding a dagger in his forehand, approaching him quietly.

"There are helpers."

Seeing this, An Qingyu's eyes flashed brightly, and under the black robe, his hands slowly formed a strange handprint.

His goal is Chloe, instead of wasting time with Shen Qingzhu and the ancestor god here, and dragging on, unless he exchanges with the door of truth again regardless of the consequences, the chances of winning are not high.

Fortunately, he stayed ahead of time.

As the handprints were pinched out, An Qingyu's figure darkened visible to the naked eye. Seeing this, Shen Qingzhu frowned.

"Are you going to run away? Deputy An?"

"My target is not you." An Qingyu said lightly, "One day, we will meet again."

Before the words were finished, a sharp sword glow suddenly bloomed from the nothingness behind An Qingyu!

No. 27 held a short knife in his hand, and his figure was outlined like a ghost. The blade that contained laws pierced An Qingyu's heart like lightning, and the blade pierced out from his chest!

And An Qingyu just frowned, not even a trace of blood flowed out.

The hand holding the knife on the 27th noticed something strange, and he said in surprise:

"Where's your heart?"

An Qingyu didn't answer, and as a ray of light flashed across his body, his figure instantly turned into densely packed gray mice, and they scattered in a hurry, disappearing in the hazy gray rain.

"Where are the others?" Wu Quan's figure descended from mid-air and asked.

"It seems that he has prepared a substitute in advance, he is really a cautious guy..." Shen Qingzhu put away the surrounding fields, and sighed, "This point has not changed at all."

No. 27 looked down at his unstained blade, his brows were furrowed under the hood, as if he was thinking about something.

……

In front of the church.

A gray mouse quietly emerged from the ruins, a gleam of light flickered, and a hazy mist surrounded it, slowly outlining a figure in a black robe.

An Qingyu looked up at the magnificent church in the rain, and walked straight in.

"Who?!"

Behind the door of the church, the knight commander who had just finished a fierce battle suddenly turned his head to look behind the door.

Kacha-!

A ferocious thunder flashed across the gloomy rain curtain, and the pale thunder light cast the shadow of the black-robed figure on the holy and magnificent wall,

The rain dripped down the corner of the black robe, he slowly stepped forward, lifted the hood of the black robe, revealing a calm young face.

While walking slowly, those gray eyes glanced at the three knight commanders indifferently.

"It's in the way."

Almost at the same time, the patterns on the armor of the three knight commanders lit up, and the knight commander with the epee in his hand rushed out first. Lightning cross, hit Anqingyu's face hard!

An Qingyu's figure instantly disappeared in place, and the Lightning Cross pierced through the ground, razing the church gate and the ruins in the distance directly to the ground.

The next moment, the ghostly black figure appeared behind the knight.

A palm was lightly attached to the surface of the armor, and the latter's pattern immediately dimmed. The hard armor suddenly twisted together like a twist, and the human body wearing it twisted along with it. The sound of the skeleton shattering echoed in the magnificent dome under!

The burst armor mixed with blood spread all over the church, and the pitch-black robe was also stained with blood.

In just one meeting, a knight commander died in the hands of An Qingyu.

Seeing this scene, the other two knight commanders were terrified in their eyes. Before they could make a move, An Qingyu raised both hands at the same time, and a deep gray light flashed in their eyes.

parse, refactor.

The two knight commanders only felt their bodies sinking, and they stood there as if they were filled with lead. They looked down at their bodies under their armor, and their flesh and blood were strangely melted, like molten iron under high temperature, seeping into it drop by drop. The inner wall of the armor.

Their pupils constricted violently, and they subconsciously wanted to reach out to take off the armor, but found that their hands had been completely cast together with the armguards, and with a slight movement, there was a creaking sound of steel rubbing against each other.

An Qingyu was wearing a black robe and walked towards them slowly, but at this moment they were completely tormented by the changes in their bodies and were extremely terrified.

Gradually, even their thoughts become dull, and their movements become slower and slower. If someone lifts the helmet now, they will find that their heads have melted into liquid, as if molten iron has been poured into the armor, completely communicating with it.

A few seconds later, the two knight commanders held their swords and shields and stood motionless like sculptures.