The Peerless Master

Suddenly, a heart palpitating sense of danger appeared in Chen Feng's heart. He could only hear a thunderous roar coming from behind him.

A pitch-black dagger fiercely stabbed towards the center of his back. The black light and its extremely fast speed made it seem like a bolt of black lightning that had descended from the horizon.

"Shua —" The short sword pierced through Chen Feng's body without any delay. At the same time, it pierced through Yao WenTao's arm.

"Hmm?" Yao Wentao didn't look excited at all. He frowned deeply and asked, "Afterimage?" "What a fast speed!"

Before he could regain his senses, a green light flickered and jumped around his neck. That ice-cold feeling made him shudder. However, Yao Wentao wasn't the least bit flustered. His black dagger was placed at his neck, just in time to block the Qiushui Sword's attack.

"Ding ~"

The clash of the two swords was earth-shattering. Everyone on the ground felt a loud noise in their ears, and a sharp pain spread to the deepest parts of their ears. Many people only felt the sky darken and the earth darken. A trickle of blood flowed out from the holes in their ears. There were also some with weak physiques who had blackened their eyes and fell to the ground, fainting.

However, no one cared about his discomfort, not even when the blood in his ears was flowing. They all raised their heads in unison as they watched the battle between the two in the air with meticulous attention. It was unimaginable for them to be able to see a battle between two immortals. Such a chance, how could he let it slip by just because it was a small opportunity?

The two figures in the sky intertwined with each other. The weapons in their hands violently clashed, like two ribbons, one green and the other black, intertwining and intertwining with each other. However, even though the two swords collided again, a lethal sound like the first one never appeared.

This was the so-called fight between deities, causing mortals to suffer. Although Chen Feng and Yao Wentao were not deities, the aftermath of their battle was still not something that the mortals below could handle. Therefore, Chen Feng used the "Drawing Arts" and purposely controlled the force of the clash between the two swords to the extent that everyone below was deliberately enduring it.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have such a good conscience. In this battle of life and death, you are still considering the life and death of others." Yao WenTao's face was full of mockery as he pointed with his long sword, "However, since you have the free will to do so, I shall let you have enough worries."

Saying so, Yao Wentao gave a cruel smile. With his right hand at his waist, he waved at the crowd below him. Suddenly, a wave of black smoke surged towards the crowd. Before it even reached the crowd, a pungent stench was already causing them all to feel a splitting headache.

"Shameless man, you dare to wantonly kill living things!" Chen Feng finally became furious and shouted in a low voice. Although his voice wasn't loud, it was like a thunderclap that made Yao Wentao abruptly stop in his tracks.

Turning around, Yao WenTao looked at Chen Feng. He was slightly surprised in his heart. At this moment, Chen Feng was standing in midair. Above his head, the brilliant morning sun was shining down on his tall body. At first glance, it gave off a solemn feeling, like a buddhist dharma spirit, causing Yao Wentao to suddenly feel repentant in his heart. When he looked again, Chen Feng, with his short hair, sharp eyebrows, bulging muscles, fluttering clothes, and holding a dark green autumn water sword in his hand, had added a countless amount of valiance to his aura. He was like a golden war god descending to the Ninth Heaven, unspeakably mighty and mysterious.

However, Yao WenTao was a formidable person of his generation. He was able to break free from these emotions in an instant. He looked at Chen Feng, who was quickly dashing towards the crowd below, and sneered, "Hmph, I'd like to see how many people you can save." After he finished speaking, he waved both of his hands in a rapid manner. Streams of black mist, like a black cloud pressing down on a city, rolled downwards with a sense of suffocation.

"Not good, everyone spread out quickly." Situ Qiang was naturally knowledgeable, and the moment he saw Yao Wentao's attitude, he knew that he harbored ill intentions.

However, the speed of the black mist was extremely fast, so much so that it was impossible for the crowd to retreat in the slightest. An idea suddenly occurred to him. Situ Qiang shouted, "Quick, get into the car and close the windows!"

Situ Qiang's command immediately caused the policemen to have a direction. They rushed to get into the carriage and shut the doors and windows, not coming out.

"Chief, you should go in as well." Assistant Xiao Li hurriedly advised Situ Qiang, who was still standing outside the car.

"No, I am the commander here. I need all the people in the command post to go in, only then will I be able to get in!" Situ Qiang firmly said.

When Little Li heard this, his face was filled with admiration. He forcefully saluted and firmly said, "I'll accompany the bureau chief!"

Due to the fact that many members of the police team rode here on motorcycles, coupled with the fact that the wave of concealed weapons had corroded several police cars, there were finally not enough police cars. Even if some policemen were lying across the back, there were still seven or eight policemen who had nowhere to go. They anxiously looked around for a place to hide from the black fog. However, this was a huge square in front of Wan Hoe Tower. There was no place to hide.

"Hurry to my car!" Just as they were feeling incomparably hopeless, Situ Qiang's voice sounded.

"Bureau chief..." The policemen looked at Situ Qiang, who was waving his hands in a hurry. For a moment, they were unable to react.

Helpless, the few policemen could only run over to Situ Qiang's side.

"Hurry up and go in, we need some people to squeeze in. Hurry!" Situ Qiang opened the car door and pushed a policeman in, "Quickly go in, the poisonous gas is about to arrive."

Situ Qiang's police car was a regular Santana 2000, so the space wasn't very large. With one word, the seven people were filled to the brim. Everyone squeezed together and finally squeezed out another person's seat. The police officer at the periphery shouted in a hurry, "Bureau Chief, quickly come in, the poisonous gas is coming!"

Situ Qiang didn't reply and only grabbed onto the assistant, Xiao Li's, body and stuffed him into the only gap in the car.

"I'm the bureau chief, listen to my orders!" After Situ Qiang finished speaking, he slammed the door shut.

"Bureau chief..." Not only Xiao Li, but the other policemen in the car were also choked with sobs. They looked deeply at Situ Qiang's tall figure and their eyes were already filled with tears.

The black mist had already reached the top of Situ Qiang's head.

"It's finally safe. I'm the bureau chief, I'm going to be the sacrifice, and I'm the first one!" Situ Qiang muttered as he looked at the lower and lower levels of the poisonous fog.

At this moment.

"Hmph, you only know how to show off!" A cold and appreciative voice rang out and Situ Qiang felt his body fly up into the air. With a splash, he fell into the fountain nearby.