Chapter 275 The Hero Arrives
At the same time, Dongquan and Tianguan were on their way on horseback.

The two of them pushed the Shenhan World one after another through space cracks and headed towards their destination.

"Saint Si, I feel like we clones are just the master's cattle and horses, and we are not even paid. How about we rebel?" Dongquan flew in front and turned to say to the heavenly official.

Tianguan remained silent, as if he was thinking about something. Dongquan looked at him and his face changed drastically: "Okay, I just said it casually. I didn't expect that you, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also betray the revolution."

"Get lost, I was just wondering what the hell I was up to," Tianguan rolled his eyes, "Hurry up and get to work!"

"You are really a top-notch ox and horse!" Dongquan cursed and continued to work hard.

In the killing scene, a large group of people had gathered. This time, Lu Ming did not run away because Xia Ling felt that Lu Ming could call for help when necessary. After all, he was still Gu Qingyuan's nominal host.

The Death Knight, Xiao Hei, was already dancing with his sickle with great vigor. When participants approached Xiao Hei, a transparent thread would appear above their heads. When the shadow of the black sickle swept across the thread, one of the participants would stand at attention and lie on his back on the spot.

When the participants raised their weapons to block, the black sickle turned into a phantom and penetrated the weapons. It then turned from phantom to real and easily cut the silk thread. Even the black sickle could not touch it, as if it was really a shadow.

An evil wind swept by, and a soul flower was cut off by the black sickle, leaving only a breathing and unconscious body.

Xia Ling looked at the members of the Response Bureau who had lost their combat effectiveness and cursed in his heart: "Try to destroy the black sickle first and release the imprisoned soul!"

“Slash!”

Magician Lu Zongheng shouted, then threw his magic hat. The magic hat suddenly grew bigger and grabbed Xiao Hei. Several chains hung down from mid-air, and the linked shovels tore the magic hat into pieces.

Black spiritual energy burst out, blowing the magic hat over. The Death Knight spun around with the black sickle in his hand, and the shovel that swept over was cut in half.

Xiao Hei laughed silently and suddenly several wooden boards stood up under his feet, turning into a black wooden box, locking him inside.

"Qian Dao! Xiao Kai, hurry!"

Lu Zongheng shouted loudly and three flying knives appeared in his hands. After the flying knives flew out of his hands, they turned into hundreds of knives and penetrated into the wooden box from all directions. There was even one knives on the top of the wooden box.

The yellow-haired Fang Kai, who had been shaking the refined golden magic sword and chanting for a while, spread his hands and several yellow talismans flew out. He pushed hard and the magic sword passed through the yellow talisman and flew into the sky the next second.

"Call the wind and rain, drive the thunder and lightning, Thunder God help me!"

The magic sword emitted a strong wave, and in an instant a large cloud gathered. Then a majestic lightning fell, and was pulled by the flying knife on the wooden box and landed in one place.

At the same time, Xia Ling had already materialized the hand armor and swung the long sword. In an instant, countless afterimages appeared in the air, and behind the afterimages were faint red knife marks, like a torrential rain of swords, wrapping the black wooden box.

In an instant, the flower blossomed, and the lotus bloomed. The red sword light that had been waiting for an instant formed a red lotus, which slowly bloomed. Then, thousands of sword marks burst out, submerging everything.

The red light and the golden light flashed alternately, and the sword light and the lightning burst out violently, making it difficult for Lu Ming to look directly.

"Hey, you're still alive!"

A voice rang in his ears, and Lu Ming turned around and saw that it was Gu Qingyuan.

"Brother Li, why did you come just now? Several colleagues are already unconscious." Lu Ming grabbed Gu Qingyuan.

Gu Qingyuan glanced at the response bureau members lying neatly beside Lu Ming and said, "It's not a big problem. Their souls have left their bodies. As long as we destroy the weapon, we can release their souls." "Brother Li, Brother Li, I know you can do it. Please, I'll treat you to barbecues from now on. You can do whatever I ask you to do without any objection." Lu Ming knew very well why he was here. Seeing his familiar colleagues fall one after another, he felt a lot of psychological pressure.

"Don't worry, someone will come to take care of it." Gu Qingyuan waved his hand.

On the other side, Xia Ling, who was panting, did not pay attention to Gu Qingyuan who had just arrived, and his eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield.

'Did you make it?'

The answer is, no.

The light faded away, and the Death Knight was intact. He held the black sickle in one hand, and his body suddenly disappeared. The next second, he emerged from the shadow under Lu Zongheng's feet.

Seeing the Death Knight who was a head taller than him appear, a rose appeared in Lu Zongheng's white-gloved hand. This was his way of escaping. His whole body would turn into countless petals and then move to another position.

The Death Knight grinned, and countless black lines crawled out from under his body and connected with Lu Zongheng's shadow. He then became unable to move, and remained frozen in the posture of holding the flower.

The black sickle flipped and headed straight for Lu Zongheng's neck. Everything seemed to slow down. He could see Xia Ling rushing over with a knife in his hand, Fang Kai holding a triangular token, and the sharp blade of the black sickle.

"Is this time...really going to die?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and spiritual energy began to flow to his heart. If that was the case, he would self-destruct with a bang to create a chance for his teammates.

Lu Zongheng laughed heartily, his desire to die arose, and the aura of explosion began to wrap around his body. At this moment, a big hand grasped the blade of the black sickle.

The illusory and untouchable Black Scythe was caught tightly, and even the Death Knight was a little surprised. He said the first sentence since he appeared: "How is it possible?"

"Because I want to, I can." Zhang Li said lightly. He knocked back the Death Knight with one punch, interrupted Lu Zongheng's self-destruction process, and threw him out.

"Damn, what's going on? A snack bar owner? What big boss hiding behind the scenes?" Lu Ming said in surprise.

"That's just his superficial identity. His real identity is the director of the Response Bureau." Gu Qingyuan looked at Zhang Li. He was very interested in the power of fantasy manifestation, especially since that ability nominally belonged to Gu.

"Isn't the director Xia Ling?" Lu Ming was a little confused.

Gu Qingyuan shook his head: "Xia Ling has always said that she is the deputy director, and she just took on the duties of the director."

"Mr. Li is right. That person is the director of the Response Bureau, Zhang Li, the A-level chief, codenamed Knight, but he is called 'hero' internationally." Xia Ling walked over holding Lu Zongheng.

The Death Knight caused zero damage to himself, but Lv Zongheng, who was weakened by the self-explosion, said: "Director Zhang is unable to handle the affairs of the Bureau because of his own training method, so Director Xia is in charge of the overall situation."

Lu Ming quickly took Lu Zongheng and put him down, and the medical team at the side immediately came forward to treat him.

"Cultivation method?"

"Yes," Xia Ling nodded, "It is necessary to hide one's identity and accumulate strength after entering the ordinary world."

"The power called Hero's Advent!"

(End of this chapter)