I studied beheading in a mental institution

The border of Lintang City.

Above the clouds, a huge blue shadow flitted across the sky, its wings waved vigorously, whipped up a strong wind, and it flickered forward hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

On the back of the blue shadow, the raving eyes looked around vigilantly, with an extremely solemn expression.

In the sky, except for the floating clouds, there is nothing else.

Zhou Ping seemed to have given up on chasing them, even though they were about to fly out of the edge of Lintang City, they still didn't show up...

But even so, Yan Yu didn't relax in the slightest, because the uneasiness and fear that hung on the top of the sword still made his body tremble uncontrollably.

Not seeing Zhou Ping made him even more frightened.

Ding--! !

An invisible sound wave came from behind, and a ray of sword energy pierced through the space instantly, and slashed on the left wing of Fengmai Earth Dragon!

Yuyu only felt a flash of white light, and Fengmai Dilong roared in pain. With just this ray of sword energy, two-thirds of its left wing had been chopped off. The incision was extremely smooth, and blood spattered out. .

The Fengmai Earth Dragon, which had lost its center of gravity, tilted to one side. Fortunately, with the strong wind supporting its body, it didn't lose control directly, but staggered and continued to fly forward.

There was another soft sound,

The second ray of sword energy whizzed over.

Yuyu turned his head, his face was a bit ugly, the black tuxedo on his body was shaking in the wind, he stretched out a hand, gorgeous and psychedelic light bloomed from the palm, trying to wrap the ray of sword energy in it.

"Nightmare." Whispering whispered.

The psychedelic light quickly flowed, and in a trance, it seemed that one after another grotesque world was born in the light, forcibly swallowing that wisp of sword energy.

Standing on the back of Fengmai Earth Dragon let out a muffled grunt, his face turned pale immediately, and blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth, nasal cavity, and both ears...

Forcibly swallowing this ray of sword energy with a real nightmare caused a great backlash to his body.

The sword spirit of the Juggernaut is not so easy to pick up.

"Huh?" Zhou Ping's surprised voice came from the air, he watched the two figures galloping away, and muttered to himself, "Let me see, how many swords can you catch me?"

Ding ding ding! ! !

Several consecutive sword sounds swept across the sky, and the overflowing sword intent directly tore the thick clouds on the path into pieces, and the invisible murderous intent enveloped the entire sky!

Two of the sword qi took the initiative to cut into the psychedelic light, forcibly cutting it into pieces.

puff--!

Yan Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind seemed to be muddled by the two sword qi, his consciousness became blurred, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

His seven orifices began to flow black blood.

Desperation appeared in the raving eyes.

Can't escape...

If this continues, there is no escape!

"Turn back, let's fight him!!" The raving eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth.

The Fengmai Earth Dragon under his feet froze, instinctively resisting this order, but under the control of the soul contract, it still chose to turn around, roared, and ruthlessly slammed into the wisps of sword energy!

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!!"

It opened its mouth, and a blue gust of wind brewed in front of it, and then spewed out along with the dragon's chant!

[Soul Gang Wind] blowing those few sword qi slightly rippling, but it can't slow down their speed at all. The huge sword qi slashed on the body of Fengmai Dilong, leaving several deep blood marks in an instant!

The sword energy raged in Fengmai Dilong's body, and the severe pain made it forget the instinct of flying, and its huge body fell down uncontrollably.

Its breath is extremely weak.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ping frowned slightly. He stepped across the space and came under the falling Fengmai Earth Dragon.

Letting such a large earth dragon fall back into the city will inevitably cause a large number of casualties and cause panic. He can't let this happen...

"Then, let's cut it down until there's not even scum left..."

Holding the [Dragon Elephant Sword] in Zhou Ping's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked up at the huge body of the earth dragon falling from the sky, a sword sound sounded, and the tide of sword energy exploded centered on him.

He raised his hand,

Facing the Fengmai Dilong above,

A sword cut out!

Countless fine sword auras were like waves splashing on the reef, instantly covering the body of Fengmai Dilong. In the thick and dense sword aura like fog, the blood color began to spread at an alarming speed!

Every dragon scale, every tooth, every sharp claw of Fengmai Earth Dragon was like a piece of white paper thrown into a paper shredder, and was easily chopped into pieces.

The Fengmai Dilong, which was about half the size of a hill, began to disappear into the air strangely.

Three seconds later, the body of Fengmai Dilong had disappeared.

The blood mist slowly drifted away with the breeze.

Zhou Ping raised his head and looked to the other side. Under the empty sky, there was no longer a raving figure, and his gaze was slightly concentrated.

"It ran away..."

……

manor.

Shen Qingzhu walked in the corridor on the first floor, and after leaving the death scene of the twelve seats, he put the radio on a certain window sill, confirmed that there was no one else around, and said:

"can you hear me?"

sizzle...

The radio was on again.

"can."

This time, the original deep and magnetic male voice has disappeared and turned into a girl's voice.

By adjusting the magnetic field of the radio, Jiang Er can freely control the voice and simulate anyone's voice.

"Lin Qiye and the others, can they hear it too?"

"Well, they are right next to me." Jiang Er's voice paused, "They asked me to say hello to you, Agent Yange."

The corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth rose undetectably,

"We'll talk about the old days later, did you find out where the third seat is?"

"Beside the underground altar, he has been seriously injured, and we are on our way."

"He was seriously injured..." Shen Qingzhu thought thoughtfully, "Where is the ninth seat? You didn't attack him, did you?"

"He is also on his way to the underground altar, we deliberately avoided his route."

"Okay, my place is the closest to the underground entrance, I'll go there first, and play by ear."

Shen Qingzhu put the radio aside and walked into the underground passage.

After Zhou Ping cut open the altar with a sword, the entire underground space was a mess, the air was filled with dust, and even his vision was a little blurred.

Shen Qingzhu walked down, while looking around intently, in the hazy dust, the huge gray altar had been cut in half from the center, and at the foot of the altar, a figure was standing there .

third seat.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly.

The altar has been cut down, and the third seat is still underground, what do you want to do?

"Ahem..." The pale third seat looked at the altar in front of him, coughed twice, then noticed the movement from the stairs, and turned his head to look.

After seeing that it was Shen Qingzhu, her face softened a lot.

"How's the situation outside?" the third seat asked.

Shen Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, "Everything is under control!"