"Of course, it's to save your Deacon."
Zhang Yuanqing dropped these words, suddenly launching a charge, holding his sword as he rushed across the street, through the gang members, and towards the apartment building.
To save the Deacon? Cao Qianxiu and the members of Group Six exchanged glances, wondering if they had misheard.
What's a level two scout doing getting involved? This is a battle for Saints, where a single skill could instantly kill an Extraordinary.
"This guy doesn't think he's going to show off in front of everyone, does he? How foolish. Even Deacon Huangfeng couldn't break the barrier. What use is he? He'll just embarrass himself even more." Doctor Lin Shengshou's impression of the new member plummeted.
How does he know the Deacon is in danger...? Cao Qianxiu suddenly felt a surge of anticipation.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing had already passed the Anti-Black and White Alliance members, and amidst their puzzled and astonished gazes, he sprinted up the ninety-degree wall.
Using the air conditioner units and window sills for leverage, he nimbly and gracefully ascended floor after floor.
"Oh, what's he doing? Performing parkour?"
"Who is this guy? Where did he come from? I've never seen him before."
"Is he a friend of one of our members? Unrelated personnel, leave the scene quickly. We will not be responsible for any casualties. Damn it, he's approaching the battlefield, carrying his broken sword."
The Way of the Extraordinary below clamored, as if they had found an outlet to vent the disappointment that had been building up in their hearts.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuanqing had already climbed and run to the sixth floor, stepped on an air conditioner unit, leapt up, crossed the seventh floor, and hung outside the window of the eighth floor, where lightning flashed.
Floating in the air, he bent over, gathered his strength, and slashed out with his bronze sword.
A bright, arc-shaped sword aura shot out from the blade, striking the film covering the bedroom. With a "poof," that layer of unbreakable sealing power collapsed under everyone's astonished gaze.
As his body fell, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed onto the air conditioner unit, exerted a little force, smashed through the glass, and jumped into the bedroom.
Below the apartment building, there was silence.
Everyone's eyes were wide with shock, including the serious Ziqiang Bu Xi and the impartial Leifa Guan.
A barrier that even a Gale Adept couldn't break was so easily shattered by a stranger The Way of the Extraordinary, broken with a single strike, broken with a single sword.
Who is he?
This reversal caught the Anti-Black and White Alliance members off guard, but the surge of surprise and excitement quickly overwhelmed their bewilderment and doubt.
A burst of excited cheers erupted, and the hearts of the gang members, which had been hanging in the balance, finally settled down at this moment.
Without the barrier, Deacon Fengshen could escape danger.
"How...how did he do that? He's just a level two scout..." Bai Xue Gongzhu covered her small mouth, both surprised and excited.
Cao Qianxiu took a deep breath and looked at her as if she were an idiot: "If you still believe he's a level two scout at this point, you have an intelligence problem."
The other members of Group Six nodded silently.
.......
In the messy bedroom, littered with furniture fragments and paper, Zhang Yuanqing coldly surveyed the scene. He saw the young man holding a lightning whip, leaning against the wall, wearing a nano combat suit, with handsome curly hair.
The young man, who was extremely outstanding in appearance, was already lightheaded due to excessive blood loss. His chest was gushing with blood, and his abdomen, neck, thighs, and other areas were covered with bloody wounds.
A weak wind wall stood in front of him, blocking countless bullets and dagger attacks for him.
On the other side of the bedroom was a bald middle-aged man, dragging a glass cover in his hand, wearing rattan armor, and holding a pistol.
A dagger floated beside him.
In Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, the spirit was undisguised, a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, an eastern face, and facial features that looked like someone from the North China region.
One possessed, one spirit out of the body, I can swallow both of them in one bite... Seeing that Fengshen Zhiyi was about to wave his lightning whip at him, Zhang Yuanqing immediately said:
"I am a newly recruited swordsman from the Anti-Black and White Alliance, here to save you."
The dazed Fengshen Deacon paused his whip-wielding gesture, and a light flashed in his dim eyes.
Zhang Yuanqing took out a tube of Life Essence and threw it over, not forgetting to instruct: "Inject half a tube, no more."
I'd be heartbroken if you used more.
After Fengshen Zhiyi caught it, Zhang Yuanqing flipped his wrist and swung a sword aura towards the bald man.
But it was very suitable for him to use to play the role of a swordsman.
"Poof!"
The sword aura swept across the bald middle-aged man's neck, and was blocked for a moment by the green light supported by the vines, but the next second, the green light collapsed, and the head rolled off. The sharp sword aura did not weaken and cut a deep sword mark on the wall behind.
Blood gushed from the empty neck, splattering on the ceiling.
The headless corpse fell backward, two starlight lit up, and then disappeared.
The two Star Officials retreated without trying to hunt down Fengshen Zhiyi again, possibly because the mission was completed and they didn't want to get entangled, or possibly because they were afraid of a Saint-level swordsman.
After all, the sword wielder's Zhensha can restrain evil spirits and spirits.
Fengshen Zhiyi became anxious, threw the remaining half tube of golden liquid back to Zhang Yuanqing, covered his still-healing chest, jumped out of the window, and said:
"Don't let them run, quick, chase them!"
Fengshen Zhiyi leaned against the wall, unwillingly opened his mouth, and finally slowly slid down against the wall and sat down dejectedly.
......
Two starlight constantly flickered in the residence, and soon left Chinatown.
New York at night was bright and dazzling, with colorful neon lights and a constant stream of vehicles. Two spirits floated through the air, getting farther and farther away from Chinatown.
Just then, a strong wind blew in front of them, and a figure swept out of the darkness.
It was a young man with ordinary features, wearing a cheap t-shirt and jeans, and wearing a pair of azure blue half-finger gloves.
Wind Adept? A Sky Punishment investigator?
The two Star Officials exchanged glances and silently avoided the approaching Wind Adept, trying to leave silently.
Suddenly, the young man with ordinary features turned his head, staring straight at the two Star Officials, and black, viscous energy surged in his eye sockets. He smiled and said, "Gentlemen, I've been waiting for you."
A fellow Night Wanderer? No, this aura is a Star Official... The two Star Officials were suddenly shocked. In front of a Star Official of the same profession, their spirit state was equivalent to cutting off their own arms. There was no second option except to escape.
They were about to use the Star Escape technique to escape.
Before the starlight could rise, the young man with ordinary features raised his head and let out a sharp scream.
Mental strike.
The two Star Officials' consciousness exploded with a "boom", shattering into thousands of fragments, losing consciousness.
Zhang Yuanqing took a light breath, and the two unconscious spirits poured into his mouth like green smoke.
Chaotic and mixed memory fragments surged in, and the memories of the two flashed by like a revolving lantern.
He saw the training ground built in the tropical rainforest, and saw a group of children forced by gun-wielding mercenaries to repeat cruel training every day.
He saw two children stand out and successfully obtain Night Wanderer role cards.
He saw them completing assassination missions one after another under the organization's arrangement.
These memory fragments were chaotic like faded photos, recording the lives of the two Star Officials.
As the scenes alternated, the two Star Officials returned to the tropical rainforest training camp and saw the ever-youthful instructor.
"The organization has been looking for the key for a century, and finally there is some progress. The target is in Chinatown, New York, with no facial features and no identity information. After you two go to Chinatown, someone will contact you."
"Remember the characteristics of the target: age 40-45, single-parent family, the mother has contact with the gang, or has done a shameful job, and is suddenly rich..."
"After finding the target, kill them directly and ask the spirit. Don't take any extra actions. After asking the spirit, you will naturally know what the organization is looking for."
The scene alternated again, this time, Zhang Yuanqing saw a burly man with thick sword eyebrows, a square face, and a domineering air from Jianghu.
The burly man held a fan-shaped copper block in his hand, and said in a loud and deep voice:
"Before my father died, he gave this thing to me, this illegitimate child. Now, I will pass it on to my illegitimate child. You are my seed, kid. You will keep it."
"Protect it with your life, understand?"
"Dad, what is this?" The boy's voice was tender and full of curiosity.
"This is the Pope's relic, something our family has guarded for generations. But remember three things: One: Don't give it to foreign devils. Two: Don't give it to trash. Three: Don't give it to bad people."
"I will protect it."
The scene alternated again, Zhang Yuanqing saw the bald middle-aged man, who wasn't bald at this time, sitting in an office, facing a white-collar worker in a suit.
The office worker had a sign on his chest that read: Will George, Account Manager, Mayson Bank.
"Mr. Zhang, your safe deposit box number is 0042. Please enter your password and fingerprint, and I will take you to get an iris scan later."
The scene ended here.
Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his temples, calming the mental confusion and mild pollution brought about by devouring the two Star Officials.
"The power of the Taiyin has become stronger, tsk tsk, devouring spirits of the same level is indeed the best way to improve the power of the Taiyin."
"What forces do those two Star Officials belong to? I seem to have seen similar training camps before, uh, the Night Rose's training camp for The Way of the Extraordinary? Then these two Star Officials are Night Rose's informants."
"The Pope's relic, which could make two Star Officials travel all the way to New York to find it, should be... the Vatican more than a century ago. But how could the Pope's relic be kept by a yellow race family?"
"Hiss, I just wanted to do a mission and accumulate points, how did I run into this kind of thing."
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and had an idea. "Let the main body notify Doubi Huizhang, he might know about the Pope's relic. Hmm, the benefits of joining the Anti-Black and White Alliance have been revealed, and I can also inquire about it from this organization."
He realized that the Pope's relic might be extraordinary.