Xu Shihui and Yue Hua have their own thoughts. Xu Shihui has a gloomy face and knows that this move is too bad. For today's plan, we have to try our best to save it.
"And now what?" Yue Hua restrained his schadenfreude and asked in a deep voice.
Huang Changhe stammered: "Ning fan is also a master. He is in the building with Qianlong. I guess they must have some hatred. It's just that we can't get involved in a battle of that level. As soon as we go in, we will lose our lives. "
The three men were silent. If they didn't estimate the impact, they could let the shell attack the building directly, but then the situation would be serious. Besides, it's better to leave a living to make it clear.
"We should not let a mosquito out of the building. In addition, we should evacuate all the people nearby so that the public can not see the situation inside." Xu Shihui ordered.
"Yes, I'll do it right away. Two leaders, you'll have a rest here. Don't get close to the building. Otherwise, the murderer, Qianlong, will go crazy and no one can stop it."
Xu Shihui and Yue Hua nodded.
Huang Changhe immediately mobilized most of the police from southern Sichuan to come, and thousands of police surrounded the building of the public security department. Anyway, today, no matter what, they can't let the criminals go.
The battle is unprecedented. The police are full of doubts. Lin Yinghao, Qin Zhong and Lin Qingyin are among them. As the director of the Public Security Bureau of Shunan City, Lin Yinghao knows more about it. When he learns that Ning fan and Qianlong are fighting in it, and many policemen have died, he is shocked.
At the same time, he saw the turning point of the incident, and immediately reported it to Nie Chifeng by telephone. Nie Chifeng was still calling for Ning fan. After hearing the news, he immediately understood that the turning point had arrived. The provincial public security department would certainly bear great pressure when such a big thing happened, and the charges against Ning fan would surely stop.
Han Guobin and Song Ming also got the news. Their hearts were shocked by the news. They couldn't figure out how to kill Cheng Yaojin.
Song Ming had decided this time that he could do a heavy blow to Ning fan, but now all this has turned into a mirage. What will happen in the end is beyond expectation.
Han Guobin regretted his death and cried out that it was not good. If he didn't listen to his son's instigation, he would not fall into this big mud.
The reactions of various forces are different, but Ning fan, as one of the parties, is miserable. He has done more than ten moves with the Qianlong. The crazy magic sword technique of the Qianlong is really not boastful. It's extremely fierce. It's as crazy as the devil, and it gradually suppresses Ning fan.
Ning fan with the help of flexible body in the hall Teng move Dodge, waiting for an opportunity to counter.
"Ha ha, Ning fan, do you only know how to escape? Come and fight me, and I will continue to suck your sword away. "
"Hum, dream!"
As soon as Ning fan's eyes brightened, he finally found a chance to strike with lightning. First, he made a few hand swords, bravado, and then he stuck them on the back of crazy swords like ghosts.
"Ha ha, Ning fan, you are in the trap."
With a flash of light, the dagger stabbed the Qianlong from the rib, and the blade pointed to Ning fan's palm.
Ning fan was startled. He didn't expect that it was the flaw that the other party deliberately sold. He quickly flew backward, but was caught by the Qianlong.
The light of the knife fell from the sky again. Whoosh, the blade of the knife directly cut into Ning fan's arm. If it was cut, the arm would be split in two anyway.
Ning fan is in a hurry to get rid of the shackles, but the hand of the Qianlong is like a huge vise, which holds Ning fan's hand.
Roar!
Ning fan roared and his eyes were round. Since there was no way to retreat, he would fight back. Even if he fought with one arm, it would not make Qianlong feel better.
He didn't retreat, but advanced. With his other hand, he took the second move of thunder. He only heard the wind and thunder, roaring, and patted the Qianlong on the chest.
The Qianlong showed no sign of weakness, and the sword was not reduced. He was about to chop Ning fan's arm.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and a sword came out of the hall. The sword was bright and spread all over the hall.
Ding!
The sound of metal strike suddenly started, the sword was shocked and flew high, and the Qianlong's arms were numb.
The knife didn't fall, but the thunder was close to the dragon's chest. The Dragon let go of Ning fan's arm with a shriek, and stepped back quickly. The sword was in front of him, blocking the thunder.
Bang!
A sword was inserted in the wall in the distance. With the tip of the sword as the center, the wall quickly extended with dense cracks at the speed visible to the naked eye, just like a huge spider web woven on the wall.
Ning fan's eyeball was attracted by the sword all of a sudden.
Unknown sword!
This is a nameless sword.
Ning fan doesn't know how the nameless sword came here, but with the nameless sword, he can pull back the current decline.
Without saying a word, he threw himself at the unknown sword.
Qianlong's eyes also swept over the unknown sword. From the sword, he could feel a wave of power, which made him feel palpitating.
His heart is not good, must not let ningfan get this sword, he stood up to fly, to ningfan chase.
Whoosh!
When the light of the sword suddenly rose, the Qianlong felt the cold and awe inspiring air behind him. He trembled in his heart and exclaimed: "hide the sword."
He didn't dare to pursue, he cut out with a knife.
Bang!
The swords hit each other, the fire burst out, and the two figures flew out together.
"Sword maniac, it's you again!"
The Dragon glared at the woman not far away angrily and roared low.
Jianchi stares at Qianlong coldly. She didn't expect to see him here, but she still remembers the time when she was defeated by him when she met in the capital. Qianlong's scornful attitude is deeply imprinted in her mind and will never be forgotten.
"Qianlong, last time I let you escape, this time you don't want to leave southern Sichuan alive." The sword said coldly.
Dare to despise her people, in addition to Ning fan, she will let these people become cold bodies.
She glanced at Ning fan and saw that he had got the unknown sword. She was relieved.
It's just a coincidence tonight.
She left home with her nameless sword, quietly came to the public security department, waiting for an opportunity to meet Ning fan, and asked him how he could get away.
If Ning fan is really held fast to her cell, she will lose the possibility of rapidly improving her Tibetan swordsmanship. Therefore, she does not want to see this happen.
But she never thought that what happened in the public security department was beyond her imagination.
They both appeared in the hall at the same time. Jianchi saw the silver mask and the familiar sword technique from a distance, and then determined the identity of Qianlong.
She has a grudge against Qianlong and always wants revenge.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Unconsciously, she avoided the sight of all the police and lurked near the hall.
When Ning fan finally has the danger of breaking her arm, she knows she can't hide any more, so she throws a nameless sword and gives Ning fan a sharp blow.