A Million Possible

In Cheng Lin's perception, inside the spirit world, the Hejian placed on the table suddenly trembled.

Sword humming of "Woo".

This familiar scene reminded him of the time in Shudu, when He Jian had a similar performance at the time, which meant that within a certain range around him, there were other traces of He Jian.

This news made Cheng Lin quite pleased.

Since the two swords were successfully smelted, he found that the simple repair of the refining furnace was almost of no use to it. Even if it kept burning for several days and nights, the damage would hardly be reduced.

This means that there is only one way for Hejian to repair.

However, after this period of time passed, he never found a clue to Xin Hejian, and he never thought that he felt the tremor again today.

"Someone nearby? It should be another exploratory team, I don't know if it's Su Guo."

Cheng Lin changed his mind and was a little worried.

If the Hejian is in the hands of a student, how should he get it? Knocked out the robbery? ...This is too much.

Do exchanges? Does this seem too weird and attract unnecessary attention?

But in any case, he had to check the situation first.

Walking slightly slowed down, Cheng Lin looked at the rest of the team beside him, lost in thought:

"What reason should I make up?"

...

...

On the coast.

As soon as the strong wind blew the boulder, the students of the Second Hospital tightened their nerves.

This unexpected scene completely caught them off guard.

"what happened?"

"Are these Su people crazy?"

They don't understand what happened.

Following the dragon's footsteps, he finally ran to the end of the forest. Before he could catch his breath, he encountered a surprise attack.

Even if there is some competition between the two countries, it will never be the case that they will yell at them when they come up.

They instinctively perceive that something is wrong, but they don't have time to think about it. They can hardly even turn on the camera.

In front of the practitioner, the distance of two to three hundred meters is really instantaneous.

"Liang Pi!"

When the flying sand and rocks hit, Song Xianzhen, as the captain, decisively clicked on Liang Pi's name.

After many cooperations along the way, the basic fighting tacit understanding has been formed.

Although Liang Pi was startled and angry, he still took a decisive step forward, took a deep breath, and pointed a finger towards the air in front of him.

In front of him, an exquisite image of the field slowly emerged.

Dao Dao Spiritual Qi gathered, wrapped around the fingertips, as the fingers pushed forward, an invisible halo spread out, blowing the rocks in front of them to both sides.

The two reciprocal air currents formed a strong opposition, and some small stones were crushed hard and turned into powder, flying all over the sky.

At this time, the Su team had already rushed to the front.

The people in the second court only felt that the earth shook with a sudden, unsteady standing, countless sharp thorns emerged from the air and rolled towards them.

At the same time, a figure in the Soviet Union's team abruptly jumped up, holding a wide-blade giant knife, and slashing down!

"careful!"

Song Xianzhen yelled, and strange beams of light rose from his feet.

He hurriedly lifted his leg forward and kicked his companion abruptly. Immediately, his right hand swept from his waist. The Sword Ray glow was like an electric flash, and the brilliance was like thunder and lightning. It hovered on the blade and collided with each other .

"Boom!"

fourth rank!

It was just a match, and Song Xianzhen realized that the youth of Su Guo was also in the fourth rank.

To be precise, according to the Soviet Union, it is "fourth-level".

Although it can be seen from the subtle reaction of psionic energy, the opponent is weaker than himself by at least two ranks.

However, the close play style of the physical stamina is extremely fierce, and the gap can be smoothed out in a short time.

The team leader of the Soviet Union was repulsed and fell to the ground, with a surprised look flashing in his blood-red eyes.

In his field of vision, the leader of the "Giant Wolf" on the opposite side was abruptly resisting Own with his claws, which surprised him.

Feeling more urgent, he immediately shouted: "Strike with all your strength, make a quick fight!"

"Yes!"

The rest of the team members replied solemnly, as if facing an enemy.

The students of the Second Hospital who were close at hand saw the captains of the two sides take a hard blow, and they didn't know whether it was a defense or a counterattack, or a truce, when they heard a whirring bird whisper from the opposite side.

"What are they talking about? Who can understand?"

Liang Pi retracted his hand with a pale face, turned his head and asked.

However, he was doomed to get no answer.

If English is spoken, everyone in the team can understand and guess, but Russian... is not within their scope of knowledge.

"What do you want..."

Song Xianzhen fought hard and took a few steps back. The beam of light enveloped his body shook violently, and the blood in his body boiled.

He suffered a bit from this strike, opened his mouth, and was about to ask, when he felt murderous intent surging around him.

He dared not talk any longer, and said decisively: "Defense! Retreat!"

Immediately, the two sides fell into a scuffle.

From the perspective of personnel and overall strength, the team of the Second Hospital is stronger, but they are not clear about the situation and dare not rush to take action, and can only defend with all their strength.

However, the Soviet team under the influence of some kind of force became more and more ruthless, and the tricks were lethal.

In this situation, within two minutes, two members of the second hospital team suffered minor injuries.

"boom!"

Rolling up the invisible wind and waves with both hands, and blocking the oncoming sword with his backhand, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Liang Pi's mouth, and he spat bloody spit on the ground, shouting:

"I can't stop it! I can't keep going like this. I think there is something wrong with this group of people. You can't resist it anymore. Let's fight back!"

"Yeah, I can't go on like this, these grandsons are cruel!"

Finally, as another member of the team was careless, a bloody wound was cut on his body with a stab, and he screamed, Song Xianzhen finally gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fight back!"

After spitting out these two words, the beam of light above his body faltered, actually rising more than ten meters high.

The fourth rank Cultivation Base is fully opened, and the opponent in front of you is smashed into the air!

"kill!"

The cultivator of the second house, who had been holding back the fire, no longer hesitated, and worked together to activate the abilities, and the stream of light rose up and flooded the opposite side.

The two sides were completely red, and the Soviet team members began to experience intensive trauma, and even nearly fatal injuries.

Gradually, the Soviet Union team began to show its defeat.

Song Xianzhen took a look and hurriedly said:

"Don't hit the dead, mainly hit the limbs! Abolish them, don't kill!"

However, just as he just yelled this sentence, a strange scene happened.

I saw that all the Soviet cultivators suddenly shook together and moved back. Then, silently, a black light jumped over several people in turn.

And every black light took away a life.

Either pierced the heart, or cut off the throat, but the Soviet players seemed to have been cast a holding spell, and they fell down one by one without avoiding it.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

...

Lines of blood blossoms bloom, and the heavily injured Su Guoxiu practitioner is like wheat stalks in the ground, harvested by an invisible sickle.

Puff...Puff...continuously fell in front of Song Xianzhen and others.

This scene happened extremely quickly, making it difficult to react.

The sky was very dark again, and there was manic psionic energy and smoke.

When the people in the second hospital reacted, there was a dead body in front of him!

"this……"

"them……"

"What's this trick?"

The young players took a deep breath, and several of them withdrew a few steps backwards. This scene was really incredible.

This group of exotic cultivators, who had been so fierce, fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, just as suddenly as they had killed them before.

Just as they were stunned, suddenly, they saw a soft "pop" from the body of the Soviet player.

Soon, a fiery red signal flare up!

Spanning hundreds of meters, jumping into the air and exploding like a puddle of thick blood!

"Signal flare?"

"Someone!"

Song Xianzhen and others suddenly woke up, flew over and looked around the scene, only to see a flare gun with blue smoke left on the ground.

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

Several young people looked at each other, and they all saw each other's consternation and tension.

Liang Pi wiped the blood on his face, and his fingertips trembled slightly, showing the uneasiness in his heart:

"This is the highest-level distress signal from the Su country! Unsurprisingly, the powerhouses from the Su country will rush over! We have been calculated?! There is something wrong here!"

Because of his family's influence, he was the first to realize the hidden crisis behind this.

"What? Calculate? Liang Pi, what do you mean?"

Some team members haven't reacted yet, so he can't help asking.

"What do you mean? I said we were calculated! Look at this scene! At first glance, after a fierce battle, the Soviets died all over the place. When the opponents arrive, who do you think killed them?"

"... But, they obviously did it first, and we didn't kill it..."

"Who would believe it? If you want you, do you believe it?" Liang Pi sneered.

A player next to him suddenly said:

"We have the video, right? Who did it?"

No one answered, the attack just now was too sudden, and most of them didn't have time to film.

"I... I seem to have recorded a section on my phone."

Suddenly, a student said.

Everyone hurriedly looked around and found that the video was blurry and noisy. It was the scene where Feisha was shot, and the other party could be vaguely seen rushing over.

However, this shot was less than 1 second, and immediately, it was a mess, and nothing was clear.

Even the voices of people were covered by the violent roar.

"Is this... OK?"

The student holding the phone asked unconfidently.

No one spoke.

After a few seconds of silence, a girl said:

"The only thing useful in the video is the picture of the other party rushing over. It is very vague, but it can still be seen clearly."

"But is this useful? What can it explain? There is no cause or effect."

Liang Pi shook his head and said with a sullen face: "If it's just a general conflict, this kind of video is almost enough, but...the current situation is that they are all dead!

Six or seven people? All out!

Do you think this kind of ‘evidence’ can hold down such a vicious incident?

They are dead, we are alive, it is the result.

Our colleges and bureaus may believe us, but will the public? Will the public opinion?

When this incident is revealed, people will only see the death number!

No one cares about us!

Think about it, this matter will inevitably lead to disputes between the two countries. So many people died in the Soviet Union, and they would not let it go anyway. Where are we here? Have to speak up, right?

It might be a few of us that might be sacrificed at that time! "

Speaking of later, Liang Pi's tone was already extremely solemn, and the other students were all pale.

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