The sharp sirens finally began to ring around the square. Five police cars led the way, and a row of green armed trucks followed behind them lined up. Nearly a thousand armed police soldiers with helmets and holding weapons jumped out of the car.

Judging from this situation, the government has made a decisive decision. From the mud marks on the bodies of military vehicles, it can be seen that this army is a righteous army from afar, not a local police force.

As soon as the police car arrived, the audience was in a mess, and the restless crowd trampled on each other and rushed outward. The people on the edge of the square were complaining that they could not squeeze in and could not see the excitement, but now they are glad that they did not squeeze into the middle and the outer edges scattered.

This armed police force with nearly a thousand people was lined up, holding shields and sticks, scattering the crowds all the way. They did not arrest anyone, but were only responsible for dispersing the crowds. Naturally, there were special people to take charge of the task of catching the main evil.

Li Mo fell on the stage and his life was unknown. The scene off the stage was so chaotic. Wang Lin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he almost regretted it. He secretly hated that he shouldn't have brought Li Mo into this circle.

But no matter how much regret it is, it will be useless. Under the current circumstances, Wang Lin even had the opportunity to approach the stage. The huge abortion led him farther and farther away. It was too insignificant and too small for a person to be in front of the power of the group.

Although the woman in black fell to the ground, she was still very sane. Seeing that the chaos in the audience had already begun, she knew that the situation was not good. However, the people she brought this time, except for Old Man Jian, were beaten down by Li Mo. At this moment, there was no one available at hand. In addition, she became disabled and had difficulty moving. In this situation, she still refused to surrender. She felt hatred and helpless. She made a bold decision! Let it go, and then take your sword and fight out with me on her back!"

After saying that, the woman in black pulled down the weird whistle from her neck and threw it at the old man in black!

The old man in black robe caught the black whistle, turned around and walked step by step towards the curtain behind the stage. It was exactly where Li Mo had been paying attention to before, absorbing the focus of the huge vitality of the people in the square.

The old man in black robe walked mechanically to the curtain and reached out to pull the red curtain, as if he had a deep hatred with the cloth. His eyes widened and he pulled the red cloth off with force.

After the curtain slides down, a special coffin is exposed below. It is slightly shorter than ordinary coffins, and the whole body is transparent and crystal clear. The texture looks like crystal.

The bottom of this crystal coffin was covered with countless paper cranes of various colors. A person was quietly lying on the paper crane. He had a white hair and a white robe. A simple and elegant sword was placed flat on the lid of the coffin. Many strange symbols were carved on the wall of the coffin. Most of them were five-pointed stars.

The old man in black robe looked like he was ruthless and could not see his power just now. After standing still, he slapped the black whistle in his hand towards the concave position on the top of the crystal coffin.

The coffin lid slid down, and the long sword on the coffin lid was snatched into the palm of the black-robed old man. In the moment when the old man in black-robed was ecstatic, a palm stretched out from the coffin, with an extremely white palm. The back came first, and he barely held the hilt of the long sword.

The old man in black robe took three steps back, feeling a lighter in his hand, and then looked down and found that he had only snatched a scabbard in his hand.

The old man in black robe growled in a vague way: "Sword. Mine!"

The sword light bloomed like a flower, with only a flash. The crystal coffin was split into pieces, and colorful paper cranes scattered all over the ground.

The man in the coffin with white hair and white robe had already stood up, as if he had just woken up, looking at the surrounding environment in confusion.

The old man in black robe stood on the side, holding the scabbard tightly in his hand, making a sound of Huhu in his mouth, as if he was extremely dissatisfied, but he did not dare to step forward.

The white-haired man in a white robe looked around, then locked his eyes on the old man in black robe, without saying anything, and spoke with a knife!

With a backhand, a sharp sword light of about twelve feet slashed the old man in the black robe. This sword came so fast, and the strong sword wind rolled up all the paper cranes on the ground. The paper cranes flying all over the sky were like dreams and fantasy, which looked very beautiful.

Although the beautiful scenery was wonderful, it was fatal. The old man in black robe felt the crisis out of instinctively, and danced the scabbard in his hand like a windmill wheel. The sword lights condensed but did not dissipate, protecting him in front of him. Under the opposition between the two sword forces, a series of explosions made on the stage. The old man in black robe was shocked and took a few steps back, as if he was very afraid of the man in white robe. He turned around and left, and fled without fighting.

The white-haired man ignored the other party's departure, but pointed the long sword towards the sky, making it look like it, and his body kept emitting layers of knife energy from the inside out.

A strange thing happened. The paper cranes scattered on the ground seemed to be alive, and they flew out of the ground one by one, as if they were being absorbed by the ancient long sword.

As soon as each paper crane is touched with a long knife, the color on its wings will fade away automatically. For every additional paper crane fades, the aura of the man in the white robe increases, and the suction force on the knife becomes greater. The paper cranes are flying faster and faster, and the white hair of the man in the white robe also flutters in the wind like the paper cranes dancing. This scene is both strange and inexplicable, but it is also graceful and beautiful.

Li Mo gradually regained his consciousness, and there seemed to be an inexplicable force in his body that was beating uneasy and suddenly appeared. His mind was very clear and his strength slowly recovered. Li Mo tried a little harder and actually got up from the floor.

I looked down at the gunshot wound on my chest, and there was no blood. There was only a small charred black dot at the bullet hole. I shook my hands and feet, and found that the position of my body was injured by the black rope sword just now. Moreover, I couldn't tell the feeling of comfort, and my every move was filled with strength everywhere.

Chu Xueying was tearful and confused, as if she saw an unreal figure, familiar, rubbing her eyes, and an unbelievable miracle appeared. Li Mo had already appeared in front of him with a smile and jumping around.

Although Li Mo was not sure why he would survive, he was very satisfied with the result. The changes in his body could be roughly felt. He smiled, stepped forward and patted Chu Xueying's still slapped shoulders, and smiled and said, "What? The annoying guy is back. www.piaotian.com.com are you unhappy?"

Chu Xueying cried like tears, and threw herself into Li Mo's arms. I believe everyone can understand the feeling of losing and regaining it. Everything was so sudden. First, he had missed him for a long time and suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he shot him in the chest. Now he is actually alive again!

The ups and downs of life come too quickly, and Chu Xueying was afraid that more dramatic situations would occur in the next second.

Finally, at this moment, the girl's natural weakness finally broke out. Just hold him in front of her and hug him tightly. Don't let go for a second.

Li Mo felt a subtle touch in his heart, and could feel what kind of message was conveyed by Xueying, holding herself tightly at the moment, looking down at the cheek of the jade man in her arms. The tears were not dry.

Someone is willing to cry for himself and be sad for himself, and a little joy flashed in Li Mo's heart. There is a feeling of being cared for and feeling in love. This is the feeling of being loved. While Li Mo felt as happy as light and happy as he was, he also hugged the woman in his arms tighter.

"Raise your hands! No movement is allowed!" A majestic baritone came from the speaker. Li Mo raised his head. From what time on, the stage had been surrounded by armed police. Tens of thousands of pyramid scheme teams under the stage were driven away most of them. A whole team of armed police interspersed from the pyramid scheme team and surrounded the high platform where Li Mo and others were.

The senior pyramid schemers who gave speeches before, including the so-called successful people who appeared, were all identified and arrested. The organizers of the conference and the group, including the host of the silly host, were surrounded by the armed police.

Li Mo patted Chu Xueying on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. It's all over!" Chu Xueying still refused to get up, just lying on Li Mo's shoulder sobbing quietly.

Li Mo smiled and said, "Miss Chu! If you cry, your makeup will be spent on your face!"

Chu Xueying touched her face and said softly: "Nonsense, I don't wear makeup on my face!"

Li Mo hugged Chu Xueying's slender waist with his hands. He was about to say a few more funny words, but suddenly his body sensed the drastic change in the rhythm in the space.

Suddenly, the light of the light in Li Mo's eyes was so bright that countless tiny electric powers were beating irregularly in his body. At this time, the armed police had almost completely controlled the situation under the stage.

Three groups of armed police rushed to the stage first, each group of five surrounded the Sanba people who could still stand on the stage, Li Mo and Chu Xueying, the old man in black robe, the woman in black on her back, and the white-haired man with a long sword against the sky dancing paper crane.

Seeing that Li Mo and Chu Xueying were two young men and women hugging each other, they should be no threat. One of the armed police officers shouted to the two: "Rise your hands high, separate them!"

Li Mo's strength had recovered and was greatly defeated in the past, so he naturally didn't take the little policeman in his eyes and said lightly, "Don't catch the wrong good guy, the bad guy is there!"

Seeing that the young man looked indifferent, the armed policeman didn't want to say more, and the baton in his hand suddenly smashed Li Mo's shoulder. He thought that Li Mo and the other two were also fanatics who were poisoned by pyramid schemes, so he stopped it first. Anyway, there were orders above, and the people on this stage were all evil people, so it was absolutely right to arrest him and then try him again.

Li Mo wanted to try how strong the power in his body was. Instead, he hugged Chu Xueying and turned his back to the armed policeman who had made a stick. He smiled at Chu Xueying and said, "Are you afraid?"

The moment the rubber baton hit Li Mo's back shoulder, a slender silver arc came from Li Mo's body, protecting Li Mo's back, and the baton hit the arc, tilting to the side. The armed policeman exclaimed lightly and actually failed. It seemed as if he had hit something, but he was not under force on his hand. It was strange!

The other armed police were also surprised. It was normal for them to not see through the mystery. The eyesight of ordinary people could not even capture the afterimage of this arc.

Li Mo raised his hand and as the internal breath flowed, an electric arc came out of his fingertips, facing the second stick that the armed police comrade smashed down.

The rubber baton thuded, flew out of his hand and flew far away. Only the armed policeman with empty hands was left, with a look of fear on his face.

If only electric power is just there, it is impossible to deal with an insulator like a rubber stick. The electric power in Li Mo's body is instantaneously exerted, and the three forces absorbed are combined. This strange but extremely powerful force on Li Mo's body forms.

When the other armed police saw that the momentum was wrong, they rushed up. Li Mo knew that these policemen were doing business and did not want to make things difficult for them. With a little force, the electric power was activated, and they had already held Chu Xueying and moved in and slid seven or eight meters away. Several policemen immediately lost.

Li Mo was secretly happy. Now this speed is obviously much faster than using instant force alone, and he still has enough energy to escape no matter what happens in the future.

Chu Xueying looked up and saw Li Mo showing a child-like smirk, and couldn't help but tighten her body. She smiled unconvincedly and said, "What are you thinking about? You're so crazy."

Before Li Mo could answer, a change occurred on the stage. Compared to the other two teams of police, the group that surrounded Li Mo and the other two was really the luckiest.

As soon as the first group of talents approached the old man in black robe, they were all knocked down by him with a scabbard, and it was useless to have a shield in his hand.

Moreover, the old man in black robe was signaled by the woman in black. When he faced these ordinary people, he was merciless and extremely cruel. All five of them hit the temples of the brain. The force penetrated the acupoints and the skull broke and died.

After the old man in black robe succeeded, his feet were not exhausted at all. He jumped off the stage with the woman in black on his back, as if he turned into a black whirlwind and rushed past the square, and the blockers were invincible.

Poor these policemen. Although they dispatched thousands of people, they were afraid of bloodshed because there were too many people on the square, so they only led the team with guns, and these hundred people were scattered everywhere. Ordinary policemen could not stop the old man with batons and shields. They were forced to break out of the gap and go away.

The situation of the second group of people was even more tragic. The man in white robe and white hair on the stage held a long sword in his hand. He knew it was not easy to mess with at first glance. So the police officer was particularly careful. After slowly approaching him, a gun-armed police officer called out, put down his weapon, and raised his hand!

These eight words were only halfway through. A sharp sword light soared into the sky and circled around the police. The white-haired man didn't shake his body. He had dismembered several people with his sword energy, broke his hands and feet, and his intestines and stomachs flowed all over the floor.

The white-haired man had a cold face, and there was no life-like popularity on his body. He looked like Bai Wuchang, who had returned from hell. He saw blood in the long sword, but he seemed to have been stimulated by something, and then he rose to the ground. He flew six or seven meters high in front of everyone, and jumped into the middle of the policeman below the stage.

The long sword flew over, with a knife aura of about a foot, killing people was like chopping melons and vegetables.

More than a dozen people fell down from the audience, all of which were cut off with one knife and two swords. The death was extremely terrifying. People's hearts were made of flesh and the police were also humans. They found that the shields in their hands were not enough for others to cut by half. Whether they were hiding or not, they were cut off with the shields. Everyone was panicked and their teams were naturally in chaos.

Around the white-haired man, many policemen retreated like a tide. There were high-level and experienced police officers shouting, "Everyone retreats, all retreats, dodges, dodges, dodges!

This kind of shouting makes sense. Everyone is surrounded by guns, but the one who has a gun in his hand is afraid of hurting his companions by chance and dares not shoot. Those who have no guns in their hands fall down in pieces, like cutting wheat, which makes people feel heartbroken. Under the blood flows, everyone feels a real panic.

Finally, some people couldn't stand this kind of scene and fired desperately. But it was still useless, because the white-haired man was so fast, a white shadow was left and right, and forward and backward. Everyone could see each person and kill him before. Later, they only saw their colleagues falling down constantly, but they couldn't even see clearly how the other party took action.

This white-haired man was different from the old man in black robe before. He had no intention of breaking through, but rushed back and forth in the field.

The sword energy is everywhere and flesh is everywhere. This iron-like fact tells everyone that there are common sense in this world, and guns and numbers are not invincible.

Li Mo was so bloody on the stage that this white-haired man was clearly a murderer, all raised by his father's biological parents, why didn't hesitate to hold back at all?

You have magical skills! I have too! Li Mo could no longer hold back, out of a sympathy for the weak, and out of a man's bloody nature. He gently kissed Chu Xueying's face and jumped off the stage.

As soon as I entered the stadium, I immediately felt a huge pressure. No wonder the police officers could not hit the gun even if they had guns. This kind of oppression even suffocated their breathing, let alone these ordinary policemen.

With the strength of his whole body, Li Mo suddenly showed several electric arcs around him, lingering back and forth, endlessly. His feet were constantly scattered and quickly approached the center of the white-haired man.

The closer we get, the more we feel the pressure in the circle. The white-haired man seemed to be killing his hair. He actually used the tip of a long knife to string the two policemen into a string. He lifted up high and then fell heavily to the ground. The flesh and blood and dust were intertwined, splashing - Piao Tianyi - a little heartache

At this moment, Li Mo was still more than ten meters away from the white-haired man, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. Indignation, the strength in his body was like a big river in the Yangtze River, rushing endlessly, and he couldn't breathe or feel happy.

He stretched his strength under his feet and his body jumped in the air. A giant electric arc that could be distinguished by the naked eye flashed between Li Mo's hands, making a sound.

With a wave of his arms, an arc flashed with dazzling white light. It was as thick as a child's arms. It swung out between Li Mo's arms and smashed towards the white-haired man.

This is simply a thunderbolt! As soon as Li Mo's foot fell to the ground, he was shocked. When will he be able to send out this thing, it will become a Thunder God! Terrible! Terrible!

This huge arc of electric shock, as thick as an arm, fell straight to the head of the white-haired man. The huge pressure made the white-haired man feel the sense of crisis and oppression. The white-haired man turned around and slashed across the army, just blocking the giant arc.

A loud bang was shocked, almost everyone present was tinnitus. A big pit was smashed by an arc of lightning on the ground, and the white-haired man flew out. Although he quickly bounced up with one hand, this attack did stop his arrogant momentum. The remaining police officers in the square were all excited, and finally someone could deal with the monster.

Li Mo did not intend to give the man in white a chance to get his breath back. When he closed his arms, another electric arc came out of his palm, mixing his instant force and the natal energy of everyone in the field before, the trinity arc energy slashed straight towards the man in the white altitude.

This time, the white-haired man did not use his blade to block it, but instead shook his sharp blade with his hands. A sharp sword light was emitted from the tip of the blade. The sword light spread more than one meter long, facing Li Mo and emitted an electric arc.

This time there was a muffled sound, and the two powerful forces hit each other in the air, and they turned into nothingness at the same time.

Li Mo shouted that he was satisfied. He was successful in his youth and was not afraid of a tiger! I have never played such an exciting thing before!

While roaring wildly, he simply spread his arms apart and the power inside his body ejaculated again!

Two electric arcs erupted, and the white-haired man knew it was powerful, and the long sword swung angrily, and the same two sword auras with substance came forward. Two loud bangs and explosions came again!

Both of them are long-lasting and physically energetic characters. They shoot dozens of sword and electric arcs from time to time. The entire field has become a desperate area for strangers to get close to.

The thunder rolled and the sword was full of energy. The two of them became closer and closer. Li Mo only felt that he had never been so happy. He became more and more excited as he fought. He gradually had the illusion that he would be the top master in the world. The energy in his body flowed endlessly, endlessly, and indescribable.
To be continued...