The Law of Heaven

Chapter 71 My Beloved Concubine Has Arrived
The moment the security door shattered, Jian Mo suddenly attacked, his revolver drawing a chilling arc as he pulled the trigger four times in quick succession, the gunshots booming.

It only lasts for a fleeting moment.

He was stunned.

"Captain Ye?"

The enemy was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old. His face was covered with fine snake scales, and his burly body looked as if it had been through countless trials, with bulging muscles.

He wore a long black trench coat and brandished a katana to deflect the incoming bullets. Dense sparks flew up in the darkness, as thick as a woven tapestry.

Jane fired very quickly.

But the man swung the knife even faster!
Although Jianmo was injured, he still pushed his speed to the limit, flanking around like a ghost and firing a bullet that spits fire and hits his opponent in the back.

With a bang, blood splattered from the man's back, and he spun around and kicked out, striking the man in the chest.

Jianmo was kicked away.

But at that moment, Xiao Li crashed into him like a heavy truck, sending the man flying with a fleshy impact, instantly producing a loud thud.

He weighs over 400 pounds.

The physique of an immortal species.

Even though they're not combat-oriented, their fighting style is still quite exaggerated.

The man was stunned by the impact, but the knife in his hand did not fall; instead, it emitted a faint trembling sound.

A buzzing sound.

His knife seemed to come alive, suddenly unleashing a sharp blade of energy that sliced ​​through the wall.

After hitting the person, Xiao Li lost her balance and fell down, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

One of the company's managers wasn't so lucky; his neck was instantly slashed open, leaving a bloody line.

The man's terrified expression froze on his face.

His head fell off!

The blade's energy exploded, and the aftershocks knocked everyone over.

Master Zhou let out a terrified scream.

Jiang's mother was also forced to retreat by the overwhelming sword energy, and exclaimed in surprise, "Little Ye?"

Clearly, this is also a hunter for the company.

It is very likely that it is still a certain combat sequence.

"Aunt Jiang, it's been a long time."

Just as the man was about to get up, thick vines emerged from the wall and coiled around his right arm like a giant python, tightening their grip and creaking.

Jiang Wanwu made a move at the crucial moment.

Before Aihara recovers his spiritual essence, she needs to take the lead.

However, the man was unexpectedly ruthless. With a forceful jerk, he dislocated his shoulder and quickly broke free of his restraints. He then used his other hand to grip the knife and swung it again!

This time, no blade energy appeared, seemingly because no power was charged up beforehand, but the slash was still fierce.

Jiang Wanwu leaped back, and thick vines shot up from the ground like sharp thorns, piercing towards the man.

The man casually swung his knife, cutting through the thorny vines, and moved forward like the Grim Reaper, his fluid steps seemingly following a certain rhythm, always maintaining his center of gravity.

A flash of light, and the broken vines swayed and scattered.

The man's cold expression was like that of a demon.

His eyes were filled with cruel killing intent.

The target was Jiang and her daughter.

Jiang Wanwu was forced to retreat all the way.

Until she bumped into someone's arms.

Aihara reached out and put his arm around her waist, whispering, "Don't back down, go all out!"

Jiang Wanwu was startled. Her waist was held in place and she could no longer back down, but the boy's voice so close to her ear gave her a great sense of security. She took a deep breath and focused her mind, her full chest rising and falling slightly as she calmed down.

The marble floor is cracked.

Countless vines rose from the ground, dancing wildly like demons.

The vines whipped through the air, piercing the man's body at extremely tricky angles, causing blood to gush out.

But the man seemed oblivious to the pain, once again wielding his knife to shatter all the vines, and charged forward.

The katana trembled once more.

The sharp aura almost sliced ​​through Jiang Wanwu's face.

But she was restrained and unable to move.

Her instincts were giving her a warning.

But the sense of security behind it led her to choose to trust.

At that crucial moment, a black glint flashed in Aihara's sunglasses, and he immediately switched places with the woman in his arms.

Time and space are distorted.

Aihara appeared before the enemy.

Jiang Wanwu appeared behind him, and he was momentarily dazed.

The man narrowed his blood-red eyes, completely unconcerned about who his knife was about to slice through, and his blade grew even more ruthless.

Killing this somewhat troublesome teenager first, and then killing the Jiang family mother and daughter, makes no difference to him.

The blade trembled and sang.

The glint of the blade pierced the darkness.

The chilling killing intent almost filled the passageway, but Aihara, expressionless, stretched out his right hand and fearlessly met the unparalleled blade of light.

With a crack, countless cracks appeared on the wall, which was shattered by the overflowing sword energy.

However, this strike failed to kill Aihara.

It didn't even leave a single wound.

The blade landed in Aihara's palm.

So close, yet unable to make an inch of progress.

Aihara compressed his mental field to its extreme, to a distance of less than one centimeter in front of him, and the force he released was unprecedentedly concentrated and maximized in density.

Ultimately, immense resistance condensed in the palm of the hand.

The man roared like a lion or tiger, gripping the knife with almost all his might, the blade trembling with a buzzing sound.

It was as if an invisible spark had been ignited in the void.

But he still couldn't break through Aihara's defenses. An invisible wind ruffled his hair, and his eyes behind his sunglasses flowed with a fierce, molten gold. Compared to the enemy's ferocious rage, he appeared exceptionally elegant and composed.

"Sister Wanwu".

Aihara said suddenly.

Jiang Wanwu snapped out of her daze and once again manipulated the thick vines to entangle the enemy's body.

Taking advantage of the moment, Aihara raised his left hand, and a scalpel sliced ​​through the air in a chilling arc, severing the man's left hand.

Blood gushed out like a waterfall.

It sprayed onto the man's shocked face.

But not a single drop of blood fell on Aihara's face.

This was a meticulously planned strategy; every step was within his calculations, including the use of the black knife.

The distance is just right.

The opponent has absolutely no chance of dodging it.

The final step is to finish off the enemy.

He bent his right hand, concentrated the repulsive force to the extreme at one point, and shot it out like a bullet.

boom!
The man's heart was pierced.

A bloodstained knife and a severed hand flew through the air.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

It was as if they couldn't believe they had lost.

Aihara wasn't satisfied yet. He clenched his right fist and twisted it hard. The vortex formed by the pulling force snapped the enemy's neck. With a crack, the bones shattered.

The man fell backward to the ground.

"Forget it!"

He shouted in his heart.

Fu Wanghu appeared like a ghost, grabbed the man's head, and pulled it apart like a noodle.

He pulled out something invisible.

Fu Wanghu put the thing in his mouth and chewed it for a moment, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

Then... he gagged.

It's like I ate something awful.

"vomit……"

He had never seen Fu Wanghu in such a sorry state, but he managed to say with difficulty while vomiting, "It's pretty much it. This guy's self-awareness was annihilated long ago during evolution. What was dominating this body just now was the will born from the evolution of the physical body. You can understand it as... a dream in the subconscious activity of the Heavenly Principle, or the remnants of the soul of a god."

This strange thing had been learning from and imitating its original owner, inheriting a portion of their will. Without a doubt, it was a failed individual in the flesh-bearing ritual. It was unworthy to become a vessel for God, yet by a twist of fate, it became God's guard.

He chewed one last time, savoring the awful taste, and paused for a moment: "Oh, I also glimpsed a trace of his memory. Jiang Hai really crossed the Shi family's bottom line. The extinction-style energy pulse he created has seriously affected the Mirage Dragon's plan to be fleshed out."

So the Shi family really went all out this time; even if they couldn't kill Jiang Hai, they were determined to kill his wife and daughters.

To the Shi family, a scientist with a mental breakdown is probably no different from a dead man, right?

Fu Wanghu pointed a finger at the top of his head: "I suggest you take a gamble. Although we don't know how many ambushes are outside, if we stay here, everyone will be finished, and you won't be able to save anyone."

He grinned smugly: "If we spread our firepower out, everyone might still have a chance to survive."

A faint earthquake.

Aihara looked at the man's body lying on the ground, then suddenly looked up at the sky, as if he had sensed something.

"Sister Wanwu, bring your mother to my side."

He said softly, "Quickly!"

Jiang Wanwu was panting heavily, her sweat-soaked hair disheveled around her eyes, and her full chest heaving violently. It was the first time she had heard the boy speak in such a cold and hard tone, and she was stunned for a moment before hurriedly pulling her mother up.

Are you alright?

She was clever: "They're after me and my mother, so you can escape with the others."

Instead of saying such discouraging things, just hold me tight.

Aihara suddenly stretched out his hand.

boom!
The corridor walls were suddenly shattered by a powerful wave of mental energy, sending countless fragments of stone flying as sunlight streamed in.

"it is good."

Jiang Wanwu pursed her lips, embraced her mother who was slightly fainting, and gripped the boy's waist tightly with her other hand.

Aihara, along with the mother and daughter, leaped off the cliff. A gust of wind swept over them, carrying the damp, salty smell of the sea.

As expected, the Shi family's troops were already lying in ambush outside the parking lot. They picked up submachine guns and opened fire wildly.

Jiang Wanwu's pupils trembled slightly upon seeing this scene.

Jiang's mother was utterly distraught.

At that moment, Aihara, along with the mother and daughter, soared into the sky, their mental field trembling, thus avoiding the dense barrage of bullets.

"He can actually fly..."

A great sense of security enveloped Jiang Wanwu, and even her mother couldn't help but admire her daughter's good taste.

What a treasure.

That's this moment.

Aihara suddenly witnessed a shocking scene.

Countless dark cracks appeared in the sky, and giant white bone pythons crashed through the void. As if sensing their presence, they turned around and attacked wildly!

Grass!
Aihara couldn't help but curse when he saw this.

If he hadn't led the Jiang family mother and daughter outside, the people in the corridor would probably have been hit and killed!

That is, at a critical moment.

Aihara suddenly sensed something.

Across the street, dozens of rocket launchers hovered in mid-air atop a building. The aloof young woman, like a queen of the battlefield, gently flicked her finger, issuing the order to die.

boom!
A burst of light erupted, followed by an explosion!
Aihara was overjoyed.

My beloved concubine has arrived!

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