Doomsday Election

At this critical moment, Su Rui, who had been guarding in the sword formation, stepped forward.

He danced with his hands, and the power of blazing fire surged in his palms. The flames coiled up along his arms like nimble fire snakes.

Su Rui shouted loudly and pushed his hands forward. Flames swept towards those desperate criminals like surging waves.

Wherever the flames went, the air was burned and distorted, making a sizzling sound.

The desperadoes were frightened by the sudden fire and stopped and tried to hide.

But the flames covered a very wide range, and many people were engulfed by them, uttering miserable cries.

With the help of the flame, Su Su's pressure was suddenly reduced, and he continued to control the vines to deal with Chen Yu.

The healed Lin Qiang grasped the flying sword again, the sword shone brightly, he flew up and rushed into the battle circle.

Lin Qiang's sword energy was like a surging tide, rushing towards Chen Yu wave after wave.

Su Su controlled the power of nature, sometimes with vines entwining around him, sometimes with wooden thorns attacking him.

The strong wind carried the breath of battle, spreading the smell of blood and tension to every corner of the villa area.

Chen Yu was in a tough fight. He roared, and the evil sword burst out with a strong blood light, shattering all the vines and wooden thorns around him.

Then, his figure flashed, like a black ghost, shuttling between Lin Qiang and Su Su, and the evil sword danced into a bloody shadow.

Although Lin Qiang and Su Su fought hard, Chen Yu's attack was too fierce and they were often scratched by the sword energy.

Every time the swords collided, a dazzling light burst out, like lightning in the dim sky, briefly illuminating this devastated land.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Lin Qiang's heart moved. He and Su Su looked at each other, and they understood each other.

Lin Qiang suddenly threw the flying sword into the air, and his hands quickly changed the seals. The flying sword split into countless sword shadows in the air, like bright stars, covering Chen Yu.

Su Su pressed his hands on the ground, mobilizing the power of the earth, forming a huge quagmire trap under Chen Yu's feet, trapping him deeply in it.

At this moment, a loud thunder sounded in the sky, as if cheering for their exquisite coordination.

Chen Yu was trapped. He swung the evil sword frantically, trying to break through the double blockade of sword shadows and quagmire.

However, Lin Qiang and Su Su worked together to maintain the offensive, not giving Chen Yu any chance to breathe.

Under the continuous attack of the sword shadow, wounds gradually appeared on Chen Yu's body, and blood stained his clothes red.

But he was still fighting stubbornly, and the dark aura became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to die together with Lin Qiang and Su Su.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, with strong winds, thunder, and flashes of swords and sabers intertwined together, making this villa area look like a Shura battlefield.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of Lin Qiang and Su Su, Chen Yu's strength was gradually exhausted, and the light of the evil sword dimmed.

He fell powerlessly into the mud, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the desperate criminals fled in all directions.

Lin Qiang and Su Su slowly approached, and looked at the defeated Chen Yu, feeling relieved.

When Lin Xuan saw this scene in the sword formation, she cried with joy, and the worry in her eyes finally turned into relief and joy.

At this time, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and a ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the land that had experienced a brutal battle, as if heralding the arrival of hope.

In this battle, Su Su did not use the power of controlling water and ice in the Northern Black Tortoise Water Cauldron Record from beginning to end, nor did he use the changes in Druid.

This was a trick Su Su had hidden; he didn't want to appear too outstanding.

As for Chen Yu, he really wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, but Chen Yu was not an evil ghost or an evil spirit after all, and killing him now would not allow him to gain any merit points.

Unless Chen Yu has killed many people, Su Su will gain merit points by killing him, so Su Su is not keen on snatching Chen Yu's head.

Lin Qiang looked at the dying Chen Yu, and finally a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He cut off his head with a sword and smashed it to pieces.

Don't blame Lin Qiang for being cruel. He was afraid that Chen Yu, the evil sword cultivator, had some special recovery methods.

"Hahaha, great, great!" Suddenly a voice sounded, accompanied by applause.

Looking at the person who came, he found that he was also an old acquaintance, A Qiang, the gangster with dyed yellow hair who had attacked Lin Xuan.

He still had a mouthful of uneven teeth, but his aura had completely changed.

He became gentle and refined, looking like a great writer.

Behind Aqiang was the group of desperate criminals who had just escaped.

It is obvious that Aqiang and Chen Yu are in the same group.

A Qiang walked slowly towards him with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes contained an unfathomable depth.

"Lin Qiang, and you, Su Su, you were so arrogant back then, why are you so embarrassed now?" A Qiang started mocking, with a strange rhythm in his voice, as if every word contained power.

Lin Qiang snorted coldly, raised his sword and stabbed, the wind from the sword whistling, heading straight for A Qiang's throat.

Ah Qiang was not in a hurry. He slightly turned his body and chanted softly: "The sword shadow is as fast as the wind, but it can't break my poetry cage."

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to flow with poetic rhythm and turned into a transparent barrier.

Lin Qiang's sword stabbed it, but it bounced back. The powerful recoil force made his palm numb, and he staggered back a few steps.

"With just this little ability, you still dare to show off in front of me?" Ah Qiang continued to laugh, shaking his head, and another poem came to his mind, "Lin Qiang was arrogant, and his defeat was like a mountain collapsing."

As these lines of poetry came out, beams of light from words flew towards Lin Qiang.

Lin Qiang was unable to dodge and was instantly cut with several wounds on his body, with blood oozing out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Su waved his hands and the power of nature quickly gathered.

The vines broke out from the ground and wrapped around Aqiang like a green dragon.

Seeing this, Ah Qiang's face changed slightly, and he quickly recited: "The vines trapped me, but the poetry overcame all odds."

Just as the vines were about to touch him, they withered and disappeared.

But Su Su was not discouraged. He mobilized the power of the earth and formed a series of earth spike traps under A Qiang's feet.

A Qiang jumped up, but he didn't expect Su Su to control the strong wind again, blowing up sand and stones to attack him.

Aqiang was unable to dodge in the air and was hit by sand and stones, and landed on the ground in a somewhat awkward manner.

"Hmph, that's all you can do." Although Aqiang was hit, he still remained tough.

Su Su stopped talking, his hands quickly changed the seals, and he muttered something, and the natural force around him became stronger and stronger.

He concentrated all his strength and turned it into a huge energy wave, rushing towards Aqiang.

A Qiang felt the power of this force, his face became solemn, and he recited a long poem with all his strength, and the rhythm of the poem turned into a solid shield.

However, under Su Su's full-strength attack, cracks gradually appeared on the shield and eventually shattered.

Aqiang was hit by this force and flew out, falling heavily to the ground, blood flowing from his mouth and his eyes full of disbelief.

"How is this possible! What kind of magic did you use?" A Qiang said hoarsely with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Su Su looked at Aqiang coldly and said slowly: "This is not magic, but the power of nature. You underestimate the energy of all things in this world."

A Qiang struggled to get up, but found that his body was like being pressed down by a heavy mountain and he could not move.

At this time, Lin Qiang also recovered and walked towards Ah Qiang step by step with a sword in hand, his eyes full of anger: "You evil villain, today is the day you die."

A wave of despair surged in Aqiang's heart, but he still pretended to be calm: "You dare to kill me? The power behind me will not let you go."

Su Su chuckled: "No matter what power is behind you, if you dare to do evil here, you should expect this to happen."

After saying that, Su Su formed seals with his hands again, preparing to give A Qiang a fatal blow.

Unlike Chen Yu, A Qiang has a strong evil aura, and it is obvious that he has committed a murder.

If Su Su kills him, he will gain a lot of merit points.

At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from afar. The flute sound seemed to have a mysterious magic, which made Su Su and Lin Qiang feel dazed.

When Aqiang heard the sound of the flute, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Your death has come!" A Qiang said viciously.

I saw a figure in white clothes slowly floating towards me with the sound of the flute. His face was shrouded in a layer of mist and his appearance could not be seen clearly, but the aura emanating from his body made people shudder.

However, Su Su used the power of the God of Insight to see the face of the man in white.

However, Su Su used the power of the God of Insight to see the face of the man in white.