Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

At the foot of the mountain, cars with no end in sight were parked on the mountain road, and at the front, hundreds of Japanese, led by dozens of divine attendants, were fighting with the teachers of Yuheng Academy.

Although most of these Japanese were in the warrior realm, they could not hold back their fierce and fearless momentum. Dozens of teachers were surrounded for a while and were unable to move.

The rest of the Japanese rushed to the mountains. The first students to go down the mountain inevitably encountered the Japanese who went up the mountain. Although everyone was at the same level, how could these freshmen who had hardly seen blood be the opponents of these Japanese?

Some students even vomited after seeing the corpse...

The rescue team members at the scene formed a large circle and surrounded the freshmen in a defensive posture.

But there were too many Japanese, and casualties inevitably appeared soon. When Qin Fan and others arrived at the battle scene, there were already more than a dozen students lying on the ground.

The defense circle composed of more than 20 rescue team members is slowly shrinking.

"What should I do, Teacher Gai?"

Lin Linger said anxiously.

Gaishan waved the long knife in his hand, and his spiritual power burst out and directly killed several Japanese on the periphery. He shouted: "Kill if you don't want to die."

"kill."

Zhang Xiong, who had recovered under Murong Xue's treatment along the way, also shouted loudly, and his body began to mutate. The hard black hair covered his upper body, and the whole person turned into a humanoid monster, waving the long stick in his hand, and charged in Enemy group.

"Xiaoxue, you guys work together as a team."

Qin Fan confessed and looked at the Japanese in front of him. He seemed to be looking at double points, and his whole body became excited.

Murong Xue nodded and said, "Be careful."

She waved her right hand lightly, and several small swords with spiritual power flew towards the Japanese. Most of those Japanese were in the warrior realm and reached the primary level. The gap in realm made it difficult for them to withstand Murong Xue's attack. Several Japanese were suddenly attacked by small spiritual powers. The sword stabbed him, and one Japanese man was even stabbed directly through the heart and died immediately.

Qin Fan no longer hesitated, waving his kitchen knife and rushed into the Japanese crowd like a madman, slashing with sharp swords and flashing at fixed points, harvesting the lives of Japanese people.

"It's great. Come on, Brother Fan, I've killed eight."

Zhang Xiong laughed loudly.

"Tch, you have to count just because you're not good at math."

Qin Fan secretly complained that although he took action later than Zhang Xiong, he still had more than eight kills.

However, Zhang Xiong's words reminded him that he had only asked about points just now, but had forgotten how to count them.

The Murong Xue combination was no less impressive. An Ji's psychic pistol was surprisingly effective against low-level Transcendents.

Even when faced with some warrior-level Japanese warriors, Lin Ling'er's time stasis combined with An Ji's psychic pistol could not kill the opponent, but Murong Xue's small spiritual sword immediately supplemented it and could always inflict a fatal blow to the opponent.

Qin Fan was in the mood to kill when suddenly he felt a strong force coming towards him. Before he could think about it, he quickly slashed out with the kitchen knife in his hand.

With a bang, Qin Fan's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Xiao Fanzi..."

"Brother Fan..."

During the fierce battle, Murong Xue's eyes were still paying attention to the situation on Qin Fan's side. Seeing him being knocked away, she couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

Qin Fan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. He looked up and saw a black-robed divine servant exuding black energy. With a wave of his right hand, a black energy struck him again.

Although Qin Fan had just accepted the challenge in a hurry, he was knocked away by the opponent with one blow, and his realm had at least reached the realm of fighting King Level High Level.

At this moment, Qin Fan didn't dare to be too big. The golden armor all over his body instantly activated, and at the same time activated fixed-point flash. When the figure disappeared and reappeared, he was already at the side of the divine attendant.

The sharp sword was slashed out at a very fast speed, but the man in black did not dodge or evade, and the long sword in his hand also came out. The long sword wrapped in aura seemed to be an indestructible weapon, and brilliant sparks were produced when it collided with the kitchen knife.

"Holy shit, are you human? Are you that hard?"

Qin Fan waved his hands and complained.

"Huh, die."

The man in black robe snorted coldly, and slashed Qin Fan's neck with the long sword in his hand.

"No, I'm still single."

Qin Fan said nonsense in his mouth and flashed again, his figure instantly behind the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was about to turn around, but he suddenly stumbled under his feet. Unexpectedly, countless vines appeared under his feet.

This is naturally Qin Fan's masterpiece.

"Little tricks."

The man in black robe sneered and raised his right foot slightly. The vines were as unstoppable as broken wadding.

And just when the man in black robe was about to attack Qin Fan again, a large barbed wire net came under his hood.

The man in black robe waved his sword, and the iron net snapped.

The corners of his mouth began to twitch and curve upward slightly. Before a standard sneer gesture was completed, more wires suddenly appeared around his body, layer after layer.

The black-robed man's long sword had just cut off one barbed wire fence, and another barbed wire fence was already in front of him.

Only then did the man in black robes become surprised, faintly aware that something was wrong. He shouted loudly, and a powerful spiritual tornado formed around his body, turning all the layers of barbed wire into powder.

On the long sword, the spiritual power was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, slashing towards Qin Fan...