The First Sword of the Earth

The sirens were harsh and hasty, resounding in a certain corner of the city of Sakurajima, announcing that something unusual happened here.

In an alley, seven or eight corpses were covered with white cloths. Not far from these corpses, there was a young man covered in blood, his chest heaving and falling.

The medical personnel came in a hurry, but they didn't dare to move at all, they could only worry by the side.

He didn't have any obvious scars on his body. The blood oozed from the pores all over his body. Although he was still breathing at this time, nearly half of the organs in his body had shriveled...

Any touch could hasten his death.

Finally, after a long gasp, the young man dropped his hands, tilted his head, and stopped breathing.

There was a sigh from the side, and two people covered his face.

Several figures fell from both sides and stood in the alley, the leader was Akio Asashi, the senior officer who had gone to contact Wang Sheng and the others.

"Can't it be saved?"

Akio Mashiro said in a deep voice, and the medical staff in white coats could only shake their heads.

"Officer Qiusheng, are you the ones who came back?"

There was a shout from outside the alley: "The murderer was caught, right? Why didn't you report to me in real time?"

"We caught him because he insisted on resisting, and we have already killed him on the spot," Akio Mashiro took two steps forward and walked into the range of the searchlight. There was still a little fresh blood on the gray ninja suit. There was a bit of compelling power in his gaze.

Akio Mayo sneered, and said, "And I can assure you that his death is absolutely unsafe."

Outside the alley, there were several middle-aged men in suits, in their 40s and 50s. The leader was an uncle with a big belly and a Mediterranean haircut. He was frowning at Akiu Mayo.

"Who gave you the right to kill the murderer?"

"He's resisting, Team Leader Matsuda," Akio Asashi took out a pack of cigarettes from his ninja suit, pulled out one casually, and lit it as if no one else was there, "According to the special affairs handling regulations, we have the right to kill him on the spot .

He's already dead, Team Leader Matsuda, I hope you can face up to this problem. That's a perverted murderer with more than forty lives on his hands.

These victims are all our legitimate citizens! "

The fat uncle didn't dare to look directly at the aggressive Akio Mayo at this time, moved his eyes to the side, and asked again: "Where is that knife... that murder weapon?"

"Is the murder weapon important?" Akio Asashi asked coldly, "How did Team Leader Matsuda know that it was a knife, not a dagger or a long sword? Even, why did Team Leader Matsuda know that the murderer had committed so many murders, and only used Got a knife?"

"Officer Qiusheng, I hope you can understand your identity!"

The fat uncle straightened his neck, and his voice suddenly became louder, "The person who is talking to you is a senior official of this country!

I need you to tell me clearly where the murder weapon is now! I need to confiscate it!

If you continue to be so rude, I will temporarily revoke your title! "

"Heh," Akio Mashiro sneered, "Have you stopped pretending? What you value is only the blood-sucking knife, right?

In the past six years, there have been 32 similar incidents in this country, with more than 1,600 victims, all because of such knives, right?

Are you really from Sakurajima? Team leader Matsuda? Or a dog raised by an outsider? "

"Secretary Qiusheng! I declare!"

"It's gone, that knife is gone, it was already missing when we intercepted the murderer," Akio Mayo slowly blew out a smoke ring, "You can get rid of my post now, just so I don't have to worry about it anymore Go and investigate the whereabouts of that knife."

"You! Hmph!"

The fat uncle's face kept shaking, and then he snorted heavily, and said "You will understand how serious this matter is tonight", and turned to leave.

Akio Mashiro sneered, and the hermits behind him stared at the fat man's back with their eyes spitting fire, but they didn't do much.

When the fat uncle took people into a few high-end luxury cars and left here in a huff, Akio Mashiro also breathed a sigh of relief, stomped out the cigarette butts, and murmured:

"I really envy the working environment of the special department of Dahuaguo."

"Captain," a hermit whispered in front of Akio Mashiro, "Some clues were found in the surveillance video. This may be the person who took the magic knife."

"Huh?" Akio Asashi took the transparent glass plate handed over by his subordinates, on which was an operation interface similar to that of a mobile phone.

On the glass panel, two figures flew over the roof of a building. Although the image was a little blurry, Akio Mayo recognized who they were at a glance...

In just a moment, Akio Asashi's complexion became extremely complicated, he glanced at both sides, raised his hand and clicked the delete button.

"This is troublesome... Destroy this picture, you go and destroy the surveillance camera that took this picture," Akio Mashiro rubbed his brows, his eyes kept scanning everywhere, confirming his The words were not heard by others.

"Captain, why should we be afraid of them? Even if we don't want to cause new conflicts, it's reasonable for us to get back the murder weapon."

"If this blood-sucking evil knife can be destroyed by the monks of Dahua Kingdom, it will be the best news for us."

Akio Mayo sighed, and murmured: "This beautiful country of ours is full of helplessness.

Many times, we need some flexible means, but this is not compromise and tolerance.

Oh, hurry up and go. "

"yes!"

The subordinates behind him responded in a low voice, and the figure jumped several times before disappearing into the night.

And Akio Mayo thought for a while, and finally pondered a few more times.

"Perhaps I should go for a walk right now."

...

Wang Sheng's room on the top floor of an international hotel.

A blood-colored long knife was suspended on the sofa, scarlet blood flowed all over the blade, and the long knife kept trembling slightly, trying to break free from the shackles of mana around it.

The seven figures in the room were either standing or sitting, staring at the long knife and pondering for a while.

"It's really the same," Wang Sheng broke the silence in the room first, and shouted to Shi Qianzhang beside him, "Do you still have any memories of Qianzhang?"

Shi Qianzhang, who was curled up on the sofa, raised his eyelids, his face was full of depression, the holy light on his body had dissipated, and only a little aftertaste remained.

After being named by Wang Sheng, Shi Qianzhang said in a daze, "What impression, brother Sheng? Ha...why am I so sleepy."

Xi Lian, who was lying on the bed playing games, looked up, sneered, and didn't say much.

"Guo Qianxing was in the hospital the night he was arrested."

Wang Sheng reminded him calmly, Shi Qianzhang regained his spirits immediately, and stared at the long knife with frowns.

"Hey, it seems to be that knife. Isn't this knife taken away by the authorities for research?"

"I communicated with Professor Ma before. The knife that was confiscated for research has been accidentally destroyed." Wang Sheng looked at the message sent by Professor Ma. The characteristic of the knife is that it can suck blood and turn it into the power of the knife itself.

Therefore, this knife is not the same knife as it was more than ten years ago, but the same type of magic weapon. "

Hao Ling asked softly, "How did it get destroyed?"

"It seems to be, let me see," Wang Sheng swiped a few times on the virtual screen of the phone, looking at the string of charts, "It was destroyed during the animal blood experiment, and when the dog blood was injected, this thing It exploded with a bang."

Suddenly there were a few chuckles in the room.

Zhou Yinglong's face turned slightly cold, and he asked: "So, the Yin Yang Myriad Things Sect still has culpable crimes in the Sakura Island Country?"

"It's not the Yin-Yang Myriad Things School," Wang Sheng kept sliding his fingers, and the information that Professor Ma sent him was quite complicated.

This also shows from the side that Wang Sheng's current confidential reading authority is not low.

Wang Shengdao: "It was an organization from the Rice Kingdom that took over this research. They got a dozen magic knives from the Yin Yang Myriad Things Sect a long time ago, and they haven't stopped their research.

Obviously, Sakurajima Country is the sword training ground of this organization. The sword in front of me has devoured at least the souls of thousands of people, and barely has the embryonic form of the magic sword. "

The senior sister blinked lightly, tapped her fingers lightly, and a line of small characters appeared in front of her.

Since we know this, why don't we stop it?

"It's not that simple," said Monk Huai Jing, "If we want to go abroad to fight for righteousness, we will actually encounter a lot of resistance, and the environment is not controllable."

"Cough," Wang Sheng cleared his throat, "Actually, I know the origin of this knife, but don't ask me how I know it.

This knife is called Blood Transforming Sword, the refining method has been passed down from the heavens, and it can be used to fight against the masters of the real immortal level.

This knife is barely in the door, its power is not too great, but the hidden danger of this matter is not small. "

"Blood Transforming Sword?" Xi Lian blinked, "How could Tianting make these things..."

"Special circumstances require special treatment," Monk Huai Jing said with a smile, "Heavenly Court was almost desperate when it came to Earth, so it's understandable to think of some special means."

Wang Sheng shook his head, and turned to ask: "How to deal with this knife?"

"Destroy it, this thing is very harmful," Zhou Yinglong said.

"Hey, I picked it up!" Hu Banxian immediately jumped up, "Why do you say destroy it!

A knife is the same as a skill, if you use it on the right way, it is a good knife, if you use it on a crooked way, it is a magic knife!

This knife is powerful! "

"Sister," Wang Sheng said helplessly, "Sit down first, this knife really cannot be kept."

Xi Lian, who looked like a girl, immediately pouted and sat down, "Okay, okay, I just listen to you, I finally found a treasure, really."

Wang Sheng put the sword box aside, took out the Spiritless Sword, and stared at the bloody long knife in front of him, with a slightly hesitant gaze.

"What's the matter, Brother Sheng?" Shi Qianzhang asked in confusion.

"If you destroy this knife, the clues to the whereabouts of the other dozens of knives will be broken," Wang Sheng pondered, "It's better to use it as a bait.

What the elder sister said is right, it is people who do evil, not exercises or swords. Only by drawing out the organization that refines the blood-transforming sword can we eliminate future troubles forever.

us……"

hum! buzz

The phone vibrated a few times, interrupting Daoist Wang's speech. Before Wang Sheng could press the answer button, the three-dimensional projection of his wife Chi Ling had already popped out.