The black blade and the water dragon collided in the air, sweeping up a violent gale. The power of the two Huojin swords was released without reservation at this moment, and the heavy rain almost completely submerged their figures.
clang--!!
Kankawa Tsukasa and Amamiya Haruki retreated at the same time, retreating to the edge of the gradually dying fire.
Hanchuan Si's brows were furrowed. Just as he was about to do something, a figure in a black and red floral yukata appeared like a ghost in the rain behind him.
Two straight knives whizzed through the air and slashed towards the neck at an astonishing speed.
[Black Rope] blocked behind him like lightning, but the power contained in the two straight knives was too strong, and it directly cut Han Chuan Si and sent him flying backwards. He only felt that a speeding truck hit him head-on, and his arms were numb from the shock!
How come this guy is so powerful?
Han Chuan Si looked at Lin Qiye holding two swords, and this idea instantly crossed his mind. The next moment, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and several thick branches burst out like tentacles, wrapping around his body in the blink of an eye, like a cross fixed in the air.
Hanchuan Si's pupils suddenly contracted!
What are these?
Branches bursting out from the ground, a new Huojin sword?
Before he could figure it out, a large number of bandages on the back of Lin Qiye who was standing in the rain loosened, and two mounted missiles emitting silver light hung in the air, pointing directly at Han Chuan Si who was fixed in the air by the ancient tree demon, with dazzling flames spewing out of the tail!
Whoosh whoosh——!!
Two missiles broke through the air and rushed directly to Hanchuan Si's face!
In an instant, a huge black shadow appeared in front of Hanchuan Si!
boom--!!!
Two missiles exploded at the same time, and the blazing fireballs spread rapidly in the air, covering several buildings below. It was like a scorching sun rising in the dark night of Osaka, and the heat wave swept through countless high-rise buildings.
Amemiya Haruki's figure merged into the rain and emerged in the distance. If he continued to stand in his original position, the power of the explosion of the two missiles would also affect him.
He looked up at the sky, his brows slightly furrowed.
I saw that the branches that were originally entangled with Han Chuan Si had been cut off. In the blazing fire, a hundred-meter-tall black stone statue was quietly floating in the air. It held a huge black blade in both hands, with its arms wrapped around it, and the blade upright in front of its chest, like a stone statue guarding an ancient secret treasure for thousands of years.
It was this stone statue that helped Hanchuan Si withstand the direct attack of two missiles.
"The sword spirit of [Black Rope]..." Amamiya Haruki murmured to himself.
It was the first time that he saw the sword spirit of [Black Rope]. It was different from the sword spirits of other Huojin swords he had seen. The sword spirit of this sword did not seem like a living thing, but it emitted terrifying power fluctuations.
Lin Qiye also looked at the stone statue, frowning and thinking about something.
The black stone statue gradually turned into a shadow and faded away. Kanchuan Si, who escaped death, completely lost his will to fight. One Amamiya Haruki was already a headache for him, and now there was another Lin Qiye, who had amazing frontal combat power, could launch missiles and control plants at will. He had no chance of being his opponent.
But he didn't understand how Amamiya Haruki got together with Asaba Nanaya?
Hanchuan Si stomped his feet hard on the edge of the building and leaped nimbly into the chaotic gang battlefield. He quickly got on a motorcycle with the key still in place, twisted the handlebars, and rode the motorcycle towards the city center with a deafening buzzing sound!
As long as he runs to a crowded place, Asaba Nanaya should not dare to use weapons of mass destruction such as missiles, and his chances of escaping from here will be greatly increased.
When Amamiya Haruki saw Kankawa Tsukasa trying to escape on a bike, he frowned, blended into the rain, and quickly chased after him!
The motorcycle sped through the street, breaking through the vehicle blockade set up by the Black Kill Group on the road like lightning, and plunged into the darkness in the distance under the dazzling headlights!
"Um?"
The moment Han Chuan Si passed by Shen Qingzhu, the latter raised his eyebrows slightly. He turned around and his eyes fell on Han Chuan Si who was running away on a bicycle, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He casually opened the car door beside him, pulled out a sniper rifle from under the seat, inserted a bullet, and slowly raised the muzzle in the rain...
Shen Qingzhu exhaled the cigarette in his mouth, put his eyes on the sight, and after a moment, pulled the trigger!
Bang--!!
The bullet flashed with a cold light as it burst out from the dark muzzle. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the misty rain and directly blew up the fuel tank of the motorcycle!
A ball of fire broke out at the end of the dark road!
After the motorcycle exploded, the terrifying kinetic energy generated directly blew Hanchuan Si away. The burning flames swept across his body, burning large areas of skin. After rolling twice on the ground, he fell in the rain in a mess.
"The team leader is awesome!!"
"Team leader Sai Gao!!!"
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This shot directly stunned the other members of the Black Kill Group. They were stunned for a moment, then cheered like crazy. The admiration and respect in their eyes when they looked at Shen Qingzhu were almost overflowing!
Good shooting!
Haruki Amemiya witnessed the shooting with his own eyes and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The invaders from Daxia have different skills!
Taking advantage of Kankawa Tsukasa's serious injury, Amamiya Haruki emerged from the rain. Kankawa Tsukasa was about to draw his sword in pain, but was kicked on the wrist, and the [Black Rope] was kicked out of his hand!
Han Chuan Si felt pain and struggled to stand up from the ground. The next moment, a figure quietly appeared behind him, with a straight knife placed on his neck.
Lin Qiye held the knife, the blade was just a hair's breadth away from cutting his neck, and spoke calmly:
"At this distance, even if you activate your sword spirit, he won't be able to save you in time."
Han Chuan Si felt the pain in his neck, clenched his teeth, and after struggling for a moment, he gave up resisting.
"What are your conditions?" Hanchuan Si asked in a cold voice, "Give up hunting down Yuri Heizhe's daughter? I can promise that from now on, the entire Hanchuan family will no longer have any intersection with her..."
Amamiya Haruki and Lin Qiye looked at each other, and the former asked:
"How do you know about the royal blood?"
Hearing this question, Han Chuan Si was stunned. He hesitated and said, "If I tell you, can you let me go?"
Amamiya Haruki frowned, but before he could answer, Lin Qiye nodded: "Okay."
Han Chuan Si breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a secret letter from the old patriarch... The previous patriarch of the Samukawa family, my grandfather, sent me a letter telling me about Yuri Kurozhe's royal blood and the news that Yuri Kurozhe was recently killed in Osaka. He asked me to mobilize manpower to recover the royal blood and find the whereabouts of his Huojin sword."
"Your grandfather?" Amamiya Haruki frowned even more tightly, "Kanakawa Sairei is a great man. If he is still alive, he should be a hundred years old, right?"
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