Original God: The journey from the war

The heart of the senior policeman raised his throat, and he watched the screen as the fourth team of supernatural countermeasures disaster entered the open roof door, and all the members entered safely, disappearing from the staircase.

"Safe entry!"

Just breathed a sigh of relief, within three minutes, there was a loud gunfire in the building, accompanied by faint death screams, and after half a ring, several explosions sounded, the window glass on the building shattered, and the fire smoke rose into the sky.

The soldiers waiting under the building were also startled by this sudden change, followed by countless glass and debris spilled on their bodies, making them dare not look up.

The building fell into a dead silence again, only the flashing police car lights downstairs, the occasional rapid alarm, and the sound of everyone's throats rolling and swallowing saliva, it was obvious that the dozens of special operations team members who had just entered had been completely wiped out.

"Mr. Kudo, we have investigated the identity of that dangerous person, and it is Isayama Huangizumi, a next-generation genius who is about to be promoted to the A level of the Ministry of the Environment, the Natural Environment Bureau, and the Super Natural Disaster Response Office."

"It's just that three days ago, for some reason, I lost my ability to fight, and I was only able to spend the rest of my life in a hospital bed, and I don't know why the demon went on a killing spree here."

The official officer in the communicator was chattering and telling the identity of the dangerous person in the building, but the senior police did not have time to listen to the report, but dodged the aerial projectile.

In the building, Isayama Huangquan was holding the Lion King of the Taisao, there was a bright red on the blade, and there were several corpses in orange-red special combat uniforms lying on the ground, but their bodies were burning.

Isayama Huangquan's eyes were fixed on a handsome man, his pupils were full of struggle, and his mouth slowly chanted, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago!" The

power of the red-black stone deep in the eyebrows continued to emanate until the struggle in the pupils completely dissipated, Isayama Huangquan smiled, and the lion king in his hand wiped the man's body, withdrew it into its scabbard, and stared straight at the police and soldiers downstairs.

Mixed with a little murderous aura running in the body, the smooth and round thighs jumped violently, the calves suddenly exerted force to the floor, the round-toed small leather shoes rubbed against the floor, and the body suddenly disappeared in the building.

Isayama Yellow Spring fell from the sky, and when the police and soldiers had just returned to their vigilance and re-protection, they suddenly attacked, and the sharp sword light mixed with the white-red sword qi swept fiercely.

The encircled police cars and armored vehicles were cut into a huge gap, and on the oncoming slashing trajectory, both the human body and the vehicle were neatly cut in half by the white-red sword light.

The smell of blood suddenly became thick at this moment, and at the same time, the screams of grief continued to be heard, so that the police and soldiers, who were already nervous, pointed their guns at Isayama Huangquan and began to shoot.

Isayama Huangquan was also not afraid at all, several enemies were cut in half by the knife, and the personnel who could participate in special events here had strong psychological qualities, and when they saw this scene, they also arranged fire nets to shoot.

For flesh and blood creatures, as long as they are killed, they will die, which is far better than those evil spirits that are invisible to the naked eye.

The police and soldiers, under the orders of the commander, opened fire without fear and rules, but Isayama Huangquan was like a dexterous swallow, brandishing a long knife, splitting the bullets along the way, instantly closing the distance between the soldiers and soldiers.

"Everyone maintain intensive firepower, as long as the other side makes one mistake, we can win!"

The senior police also shouted, constantly cheering the soldiers and policemen so that they would not be terrified by the bloody scene in front of them and rout.

It is a pity that no matter how hard they try, the bullet will not be able to hit Isayama Huangquan's body, either dodged by the flexible body technique, or resisted by the Tai Dao Lion King who danced countless afterimages.

Blood splashed under the knife, and every two swings of the knife were accompanied by the death of a living life, police caps and helmets fell weakly to the ground in the air, and the team of more than two hundred people was rapidly engulfed.

The army commander held the communicator in a panic, and kept shouting loudly: "Hurry up and stop her!" Stop her! Don't care about accidentally injuring your teammates! Fire! Fire! "

The three armed helicopters hovering in the sky received the commander's order, and quickly aimed the large-caliber machine gun at the area where Isayama Huangquan was located, and pulled the firing wrench!

The next moment, the muzzle of the machine gun turned rapidly, and in the bursting gunshot, the bright yellow bullet chain dragged into three continuous straight lines, shooting straight down like a stream of water, and any items that stood in their way were shattered.

Isayama Huangquan also felt the danger, no matter how strong her strength was, she was still flesh and blood, and she would be beaten into blood under the endless machine gun shells, but she was a human with wisdom and would not wait to die in place.

The figure suddenly shuttled through countless debris like a ghost, and the machine guns and cannons followed by it also broke the soldiers and vehicles in half, until the figure jumped two times on the wall of the tall building, and four blood-red sword lights of more than ten meters appeared on the Lion King and quickly flew out.

The pilot of the gunship did not react, the fuselage was separated by sword qi, the propeller rotated and fell to the ground, and at the same time in the loud sound of seven or eight huge metal crashes, Isayama Huangquan also returned to the land, his eyes looking coldly at the police and soldiers who had panicked.

The terrifying achievements all show the power of Isayama Yellow Spring, and the bloody and cruel methods create a hellish scene that makes people just want to escape from this place.

The Lion King in Isayama Huangquan's hands was surrounded by pale red demon power, and there was no pure white spiritual power mixed in it like before, it was obvious that she had fallen into the depths of the demon and was controlled by the killing stone fragments.

Wielding the Lion King who exuded a demon aura, Isayama Huangquan quickly rushed to the position of the combatants, her eyes were full of disdain, and in a moment, the ground was already bright red, and the stump and broken arm were all over the area.

A few butterflies emitting a blue glow fluttered silently there, bringing a little weird to this bloody scene.

"Human beings are really fragile lives!"

Isayama Huangquan brushed off a few drops of blood stained on his face, picked up the Lion King and swung it fiercely, shook all the blood out, withdrew it into the scabbard, and his body turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place, and his target was the headquarters of the Ministry of the Environment in Tokyo.

The butterfly suddenly disappeared in place, a half-grown child who looked like a woman and a non-male suddenly appeared in this place, the magic in his hand began to activate, Huang Quan was opened, and countless evil spirits emerged one after another.