Chu Zihang wanted to draw his sword and burn these things with his inner flames, but this is just his memory. He could only watch and experience his original feelings again.

A low laughter came from the speaker, and I didn't hear clearly whether it was the current noise or the CD-phone was turned on accidentally.

The laughter was low, but grand and solemn, as if echoing in the bronze bell.

The man's face suddenly changed, and the blue blood vessels instantly jumped from the corners of his eyes, like a restless snake. The man's face was always loose, but it was tense at this time, as if the red and hot iron was splashed with ice water to quench.

The knock on the door became more and more rapid. It was not just one person, but three or five, and more figures gathered outside the car.

The knocking sound turned into the harsh sound of something sharp passing through steel and glass, which was the sharp claws of these monsters.

Mercury light came in from all directions, and countless black shadows surrounded Maybach in the light... stood silently... like a group of death surrounded the bed of the dying person.

They opened their eyes together, their golden pupils as bright as torches.

They are Odin's Valkyrie, the mythical God King's army to fight for the end of the world, and the Deadpool used by the dragon clan to guard itself.

The man pulled out the umbrella inserted into the car door. It was not an umbrella, but a knife, a slender Japanese knife, a pitch-black sheath, and no knife marks.

It was a pious sword. Chu Zihang read a book called "Knowledge of Japanese Swords". In Japan, swordsmen only did not add knives to the two types of swords, the sword of the poor ronin, or the sword of the god-respecting gods.

The God-Rewarding Sword is not used to cut at all, and the knife is useless, and this exquisite and retro shark skin sheath shows that it is simply a craft.

The knife slid out of the sheath, and the blade light was as clear as water.

Murasu, Demon Sword, Murasu, and God Sword, Murasu, are destined to kill Tokugawa's family.

Chu Zihang's sword was Cun Yu, but it was not the one in the man's hand, but the "black umbrella" inserted in the car door on the other side.

The man's wrist was leaping with blue veins. He held the knife in his backhand and stabbed the left door directly. The long knife pierced through the cast aluminum door and embedded it inside, and half of the blade was exposed to the outside.

The man stepped on the brakes, the speedometer pointer drifted sharply, and the wheels slid on the ground, approaching the edge of losing control.

The thick and fishy blood pulled out a black streamer of more than ten meters long in the wind, and was immediately washed away by the heavy rain. The black shadows had no time to slow down, and the group on the left was cut off by the half-cut blade outside, and they didn't even have time to wail.

Simple and pure killing is like those shadows hitting a sharp blade at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour, and black blood splashed all the car windows on the left, and even seeped in through the gap.

The man immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the tires rubbed violently with the ground, making a harsh noise.

This is a "tire sound". The power has exceeded the limit of the tire. You can still smell the stinking smell of the tire through air filtering.

The man slammed the steering wheel, Maybach was spinning at a stall, and the heavy body of the 2.7 tons swept the shadows out, hitting the guardrail next to the road, and the metal guardrail made a crack.

The window glass on all sides was painted with black blood and was washed away by heavy rain.

The body of the car stopped and turned around.

The man stepped on it and the accelerator was over again. Maybach rushed back along the way, and a heart-wrenching sound came from under the wheels, as if the bones were crushed...

The car body kept shaking, and one black shadow after another was knocked out. The man kept stepping on the accelerator to death without any expression.

The car became a slaughter machine in his hands.

"Don't be afraid, Deadpool's stuff... has no citizenship." The man croaked, "They are not humans, so the law does not protect them!"

A black shadow was not knocked away. He was taller than the other black shadows, as strong as a giant.

He supported the front of the car with both hands, but Maybach rushed back, and his feet made a harsh friction sound on the road. His golden pupils seemed to burn in the rain.

"Go to die!" the man whispered.

Maybach hit the guardrail with a black shadow. The man changed gears and reversed, changed gears and accelerated, and hit it again. Then the third and fourth time, until the guardrail was broken, the gold in the shadow's eyes dimmed, as if it was dry lamps running out of oil.

Even so, he didn't make any sound.

The man turned the front of the car and accelerated to escape. Chu Zihang saw through the back window. The black shadows that were knocked down slowly climbed up, their golden pupils flashed in silence, and they watched them go away silently.

They did not die, this was the kingdom of death, and as Valkyrie of Odin, they were almost immortal.

The man drove Maybach for more than ten minutes, and by speed, he had already run more than forty kilometers.

But this does not mean that they are out of danger and running so far is just to put them only one step away from danger.

It's getting closer, closer.

The toll station is getting closer and closer, and the blazing white light makes people feel warm, like a night walker seeing the oil lamp under the eaves of the hotel in the fog. He can't help but speed up and let go of all his anxiety when he gets there.

The car slowed down sharply, and the brake pads screamed harshly.

The lights in front of us not only show warmth, but also solemnity and grandness, just like... a pilgrimage moves towards the temple.

Odin, here it is.

The man stopped, but the light approached them, the white light radiating in the darkness and rain.

Chen Xiong's horse neighed in the air, like roaring with thunder in his mouth, and lightning shot out from his nostrils.

The man's face changed, which shouldn't be, but he quickly made up his mind.

Maybach rushed out with the greatest acceleration, rushed towards the white light, and ran into it, and the heavy mist was cut open.

A horse as tall as a mountain stands in the white light, it is covered with heavy armor with metal flowers, and crystal-like glow flows on the white fur. The eight majestic horse legs are like brackets used by wheel cranes to stabilize the body.

It used its dark golden horseshoes to pick the ground, and the hard road surface was opened one wound after another. The horse was wearing a mask on its face. After every thunderous scream, the metal nostrils of lightning spurted out of the mask.

A huge black shadow sat on the horse's back, and heavy armor covered with dark golden colors. Rain was sprinkled on it, and the armor seemed to be covered with a layer of glimmer of light.

He was holding a curved spear in his hand, and the arc of the spear body was like a meteor crossing the sky. On his iron-faced face, the only golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp.

In Nordic mythology, Odin, the main god of the Ass tribe!

Chu Zihang's eyes were about to spew out flames, and he wanted to draw his sword immediately.

It’s Him! It’s Him! Cut the line between yourself and your father!

Maybach hit him with a bang, Slapniel roared, and four front hooves were raised in the air.

All the rain gathered around to block Odin's face and hit the Maybach front. Chu Zihang could not see the front at all, and it seemed like a waterfall coming towards him.

The huge kinetic energy of Maybach was completely dissolved in just a few meters. The vehicle called the alarm and the airbag ejected, so that the cervical spine of the two people did not break instantly.

The current of water pushed Maybach out, Slapnier slowly knelt down and Odin inserted Kungunier into the wet asphalt pavement, using the god horse as the imperial seat.

Groups of black shadows walked out from behind Odin, like a group of priests who were about to perform mass. They surrounded them in all directions, with exactly the same black clothes, exactly the same pale face, and exactly the same empty eyes with golden light.

Maybach was completely surrounded.

The story then developed as the memory developed. It was Chu Zihang's turn to escape. The escaped watched his father use his life as bait.

'No!'

"No!"

Chu Zihang's anger was so angry that the anger ignited the world, and the burning flames turned into red and golden pupils.

He can move, and he can control his body in the world of memory.

He picked up another clan Yu on the car door, kicked open the car door, and joined the battlefield not far away.

One, two, three, and heavy rain washed away the black blood. This was the blood of Valkyris and the whole earth dyed black red.

"Why are you back?"

The man looked unbelievable, and his words turned into anxious eyes. Chu Zihang understood his eyes, which was to make him run away quickly.

But what if he runs away, what will happen to this man?

How could this irresponsible man let him fall here? He even scolded him for his mother one by one.

"Then let us have a good killing of our father and son."

The man smiled, his pupils filled with gold, and he was about to start a murder.

He rotated violently, and the long knife brought out a dazzling arc, and the rain splashed into circles.

Chu Zihang heard it, heard the sound of Valkyris' blood gushing out of the wound, the sound of bones breaking under the blade, mixed in the storm.

The thick and fishy but without temperature splashed behind him, and the rain could not be washed away.

The transparent air curtain opened in the rain, and the loud roars that the man burst into deep in his throat came from the vast ancient times, just like the whispers of those black shadows.

Where the air curtain enveloped, the flow of time slowed down, as if the wind and rain had become sticky, and the dark shadows had also slowed down, and everything was like a slow-moving movie.

Only the man himself was not affected. He turned around and waved his knife, stepped and slid, and the water splashed slowly under his feet, and the thick black blood of the shadows slowly overflowed, and they all temporarily hovered in the air, as if thick ink was floating in the water.

The man's sword light in the ink color is like a silver flying swallow.

Yan Ling·Time Zero, a bug-level Yan Ling like the principal, can be called a human-shaped dragon killer.

Chu Zihang also smiled, a happy smile, which was the smile of President Leng Jun, the Cassel Academy students had never seen before.

He pulled out his sword and recited a spell that was as vast as a man. The blazing flames flashed on the sword, creating a field of white steam in the heavy rain.

The flame turns from red to black, like a liquid water flow, emitting different extreme high temperatures.

Word Spirit·Junyan.

Chu Zihang swung his knife, the sharp blade and liquid flames, first cut out a huge gap, and then directly burned the huge gap. Valkyris and others could no longer heal the wound.

"It hurts", "It hurts so much", "It hurts like it's about to burn"... I feel desperate, as if the wailing from hell.

Looking at the falling of Valkyrie and Odin sitting high on Slipnier, he finally couldn't help it. He pulled out Kungunier who was stuck on the ground.

When it hits out, the flash current flew.
To be continued...