Not a Taoist priest, but Jianchun

At the critical moment, everyone took out their own weapons to clear a way out.

The transparent white sword shadow descended from the sky, the huge aura unfolded, and a faint Tai Chi pattern emerged, covering them inside, and they were so shocked by the scene that they forgot to move.

Those Yin spirits who attacked overwhelmingly didn't attack them when they were stupefied. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but that they couldn't.

They were surprised only for a moment, and when they realized that the sudden appearance did not harm them, they turned their attention to the ghosts rushing towards them, only to find that those unstoppable ghosts were all like laughing clowns in mimes.With his ugly appearance, he approached them slowly in slow motion. The overwhelming wind attack before had no power in slow motion.

While ordinary people are still stunned by the situation in front of them, the captain and the others have already found that they have not been affected.

They didn't understand what was going on in front of them, but the opportunity was rare and never came back.Either way, it's good for them.Several people had already taken out their weapons and rushed towards the countless ghosts outside.

Dongyang moved slowly for two seconds before raising the sword to attack. Others may not know what it is, but he has seen the master demonstrate this move with his own eyes. The appearance of Sheng Tai Chi can only be due to the master coming.

Such determination prevented him from concentrating on dealing with the ghost in front of him, and he couldn't help but look for the place where the master might exist.

Looking left and right, he was absent-minded, he couldn't even look at the ghost, his hand was swollen and pus-filled, and the finger bones were rotting, and he wanted to give him a claw on the neck.

Dongyang swung a sword, but he didn't have time to take it back. He was distracted in other places. When he realized it, he couldn't resist or avoid it. He was about to be caught. A small paper man floated to his neck and was caught. While being torn apart, it turned into a small ball of fire, which just burned the claw back.

Dongyang was startled by the sudden appearance of flames, and quickly looked towards the place where the little paper figurine was thrown.

"Dare to be distracted during the battle, are you impatient?" The captain, who was a certain distance away from him, had an expression on his face that wanted to punch him. He really couldn't move now, and he punched him as soon as he was distracted. wake him up.

Dongyang returned to his senses with full power, and he cut a child very cleanly. The cleaning speed is quite fast, and it is still very clean.

Unlike others, even if the ghost's speed and reaction are slow at this moment, the captain and the others will have to grind for a while before they can repel one.

Under Dongyang's sword, those ghosts basically dissipated as soon as they were touched, and soon Dongyang cleaned up everything in front of him.

Let's not talk about the few who work.

Talking about the side, the people who watch them work, or the people in their eyes, can use quotation marks (if it wasn’t for this unscientific thing, seeing these people now will only have one idea, Which courtyard ran out?)

Those dancing, drawing symbols, whipping whips, playing knives, playing swords, chanting scriptures, and waving compasses, all of them look good. The problem is that it is really the same as being sick when facing the air. .

Because Dongyang's combat power is really strong, after a while, these ghosts scattered and retreated, and a few breathless stopped their movements. After observing, those things did retreat, and the ghost wall formed by the Yin Qi here was broken. You can clearly see the vehicles on both sides.

"Sure, you're so good, no wonder you're allowed to join the team without passing the assessment." Dazan murmured all the way, and walked towards him: "I thought you came in through the back door, so you didn't forget our team." One team, leave it to us."

"Just keep your mouth open." The captain slapped the words back to his stomach: "Thank you, I won't say a team. Thanks to you, there were no casualties."

Dongyang smiled shyly, bowed his head and brushed the long sword in his hand, how could he be so powerful, it was all thanks to the weapon given by his master.When he saw the weapon, he remembered what he had put aside before, and the master came.

Dongyang searched left and right, but didn't see the figure that must have been eye-catching.

"Wife!"

Then he was distracted by a surprise cry, the voice came from behind him, and a thick and thick shadow ran away from behind him, rushing towards the group of people after the ghost smashed the wall.

The man ran over directly and hugged one of the women who was holding a child.

His actions attracted everyone's attention, and several other relatives also found their lost relatives, ran over and embraced on the spot, weeping with joy.

"It's Xiao Zhao." A few policemen also found their lost colleague, and ran over in surprise to ask what happened.

The little policeman was enthusiastically patted on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's okay, we were rescued."

Several colleagues suddenly realized, "You were also rescued by people from the Special Office?"

"It doesn't seem to be." The little policeman wanted to grab his hair, but he didn't know where his police cap fell when he encountered danger.The arm with the hair tied was occupied by a mask, and when he said this, he immediately remembered that there was one more thing to do.

Temporarily repelling those ghosts does not mean that the danger is over. The team leader and the others will be very vigilant. If someone is approaching them, everyone will immediately focus on the person coming.

The little policeman came to several people from the special office with a clear goal, to be more precise, he walked towards Dongyang: "That..."

Dongyang looked at him inexplicably,

The little policeman wanted to call his name, only to realize that the man didn't say his name at all. After a moment's pause, he said, "Save our expert, let me give you this mask."

Hearing what he said, Dongyang certainly knew who he was talking about. He took the mask and looked at it carefully. It was a half-face fox mask with red stripes on a white background, very delicate, with red tassels on both sides.

"I also said that you should pay attention to your image when walking in the world, don't lose face as a teacher! Next time I see you throwing a kitchen knife, your sword will be confiscated. If you don't use it, then you don't need it." The little policeman imitated the man's words, Of course not that kind of momentum.

Dongyang was still so scolded that he couldn't lift his head up, holding a sword in one hand and a mask in the other, he lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "Yes, I won't do it again."

The little policeman lacked confidence in front of these capable people and strangers, and he was at a loss when faced with the other party's reply. Fortunately, the people around him immediately helped him out.

The captain has already noticed the situation here and heard what they are saying. It seems that the new colleagues have a strong background: "Thank you for your words, it's great that you didn't have any accidents. Now that the crisis has just passed, organize the citizens to evacuate as soon as possible , there are people outside to respond."

The little policeman nodded, put aside his embarrassment and went back to work with his colleagues to organize the crowd to evacuate from this strange bridge.

The captain patted Dongyang on the shoulder: "Your master is quite right, the kitchen knife really affects the image, and your rag mask..."

Dongyang put the mask on his face speechlessly, and untied the rag on his mouth, it was impossible to use it, and he didn't want to.