But...why don't they use guns?

Ji Qianming always had this doubt in his heart. The No. 1 Forbidden God Institute should be equipped with guns, right? Why not? Do they really think that using knives and crossbows can stop an envoy?

Could it be because of her?

Ji Qianming looked down at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms, and a thought flashed through his heart.

They were afraid to wake her up.

Why? What happens after she wakes up?

More and more doubts appeared in Ji Qianming's mind, but now is not the time to worry about this problem. Guards from all directions surrounded him in the middle, and the blade reflected red light, which was extremely ruthless.

Ji Qianming snorted coldly, grabbed the handle of the knife tightly, chose a direction, and ran over like lightning.

In the darkness, a silent battle is going on quietly.

Because he was holding a girl, Ji Qianming could only use a one-handed knife. Even so, he forced himself to fight for a path of blood.

puff!

A fire flashed, and Ji Qianming's head cooled down. Without thinking, he lowered his head in an instant. A sniper bullet brushed his hair and shot it on the metal wall in front of him.

No sound, did you use a muffler...

Ji Qianming gave up the idea of ​​saving his mental power, held the girl and stepped out in one step, twisting the space, and flashed dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, reaching another weak point.

Taking someone to fool the space consumes a lot of mental power to Ji Qianming, but when there are snipers, he has to act carefully.

After easily breaking the floor, Ji Qianming broke through this floor again and arrived at the twelve floors.

Central room.

Han Yu watched the glass ball jump up to the next floor again, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He suddenly stood up from the seat, grabbed the long light blue knife beside the table with his right hand, and rushed towards the floor below at a very fast speed.

"Afeng, come and command for me. I'll go and meet this special envoy for a while." He turned into a gust of wind, and his voice echoed in the central room.

...

-7 floors.

Bang!

Ji Qianming jumped up from the ground, briefly identified the direction, and ran in one direction.

After breaking through the five layers of defense in a row, Ji Qianming's distance from the ground was getting closer, but his heart became heavier.

It has been nearly twenty minutes since the King Jue attacked. Although he didn't know what the situation was outside, he probably won't be left with him for too long.

He looked down at the girl in his arms. At some point, her brows had already frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembled, as if they were not far from awakening.

Although Ji Qianming was running, his hands were always stable. In his subconscious, he still wanted the girl to continue sleeping. After all, if the other party woke up, no one knew what would happen.

Seeing Ji Qianming reaching the next weak point, he suddenly stopped.

In front of him, a young man with a buzz cutter was standing, wearing a military uniform, holding a blue sheathed knife, with a cold face.

"Shangxiehui Special Envoy? Which?" Han Yu squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Qianming wearing a white mask, and asked coldly.

“JOKER.”

Han Yu's eyelids twitched slightly, "When did Shangxie also start to take the English name?"

"...You can also call me, clown." Ji Qianming was speechless. The man looked honest and flirted with each other. Why did he speak so sarcastically?

“It doesn’t matter.”

“…”

bass--!

The long sword in Han Yu's hand slowly unsheathed, and the light blue blade flashed with cold light, passing a faint trajectory in the air, pointing at Ji Qianming.

"Let that girl go down."

Ji Qianming was stunned. This scene, this line... suddenly felt like he was trying to steal the girl from a perverted villain.

Well, I am indeed a villain.

But not pervert.

"What if I don't let it go?" He spoke in a bit of teasing.

The murderous intent in Han Yu's eyes became stronger and stronger, "You don't know what you are doing, you don't know...what monster is in your arms!"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Qianming's eyes gradually became cold.

"Monster? Although I really don't know what she is... But if you talk about monsters, you who imprisoned a girl underground for six years will be more like monsters!" Ji Qianming hugged the girl in his arms and said lightly:

"Six years ago, she was only five or six years old, right? I don't believe that a child of this age can be a big villain."

Han Yu's eyes stuttered slightly, and he was silent for a moment, "Something... is a sin, you don't understand."

As he said that, he tightly grasped the hilt of the long sword in his hand and stepped out, leaving several afterimages in the air, dragging the light blue sword light toward Ji Qianming!

Fast, too fast!

This has completely exceeded the speed that humans can achieve. In front of him, even Hanyuhara is eclipsed.

Ji Qianming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he fooled the space instantly. He hugged the girl and moved back half a meter. Then the straight knife in his hand blocked in front of him like lightning. At this moment, a blue shadow hit the blade of the straight knife, marking a dazzling spark.

Ji Qianming took a step back and then stabilized his body. If he had just left the buffer period without fooling the space, he would have probably been hit by the knife now.

Ability to accelerate classes?

Ji Qianming knew very well that speed was not something that humans could achieve, it must be the ability of Ye Wen.

"The reaction is very fast." Han Yu said lightly, "There are very few people below the quasi-emperor who can block my attack."

Well...be ready?

Ji Qianming sneered and walked forward a few steps, "Good, come again, see how far you can push me."

When he said this, Ji Qianming was once again immersed in the character of the "big villain".

Seeing Ji Qianming walking forward a few steps without knowing his life, Han Yu flashed a trace of mockery in his eyes, and then burst out with astonishing speed again. The light reflected by the long sword streaked across the dim passage like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of Ji Qianming.

This wave can kill! This thought suddenly flashed through Han Yu's mind.

bite--!

In his vision, Ji Qianming's arm also brought out a afterimage, and the straight knife in his hand steadily held his confidence-filled killing attack.

Han Yu was stunned.

This is not right.

The murderous intent flashed again in his eyes, and the leaves on his back burst out with a dazzling light. His entire speed increased to the extreme. In the eyes of outsiders, Han Yu had become a phantom at this moment, and the long sword in his hand almost condensed into a blue light.

Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding!!!

In an instant, the long sword and the straight sword had collided dozens of times, sparks flew everywhere. Every time Han Yu's killing attack was blocked by Ji Qianming just right. No matter how fast he was, Ji Qianming could always maintain the same frequency of shooting with him.

After slashing hundreds of times, Han Yu gasped heavily, and his eyes at Ji Qianming had changed.

This...how is this possible?!

Ji Qianming shook his arms lightly, as if he had just warmed up just now. Han Yu didn't notice that the pupils under the mask clearly reflected his appearance.

Faster than yourself in the mirror?

Crazy?!
Chapter completed!