062 Destruction also pays attention to left-right symmetry
A simple collision, he was seriously injured.
‘Damn it, are you so much less powerful?’
Song Shijing climbed up from the ground with her chest covered her chest. The two falls made her suffer a lot of shocks, and her whole body was a little unable to raise her strength.
The previous injury happened to affect her strength.
Although, when facing this enemy, she was in an embarrassing position that she could not resist...
The lighter battle was too strong at that time.
The fire gathered in the palm of his hand, and the deputy team leader Fuhun had a sneer at his mouth. Standing in the middle of the road, he had a hand that never took it out of his pocket from beginning to end.
The flames rotated into a gorgeous track, like the kind of rotating fireworks; but in contrast to the fireworks, the flames did not erupt from the inside out, but gathered from the air to the palm of the hand...
A fireball that condenses the energy of flame slowly takes shape.
"I don't like to talk nonsense, nor do I like to give the enemy a chance. Give you a fireball of all my strength. It's rare that you are so beautiful." The deputy team leader of Fuhun clenched his fists slowly, and the flames penetrated into his palms, and the whole street became calm...
Song Shijing's body was trembling slightly, as if she was worried...
The man chuckled, his palm spread out, and his smile was a little cruel...
call!
An uncountable flame erupted out in an instant! It swept directly forward!
The flame condensed into a three-meter-diameter pillar of fire, and almost instantly knocked open the rolling shutter door of the shop, melting everything it touched!
Song Shijing... turned into ashes?
The flames burst out rapidly and disappeared quickly. Two huge circular gaps in front and back were left directly in the shop next to the street, burning out most of the items in the shop.
With a click, the black glasses frame fell on the soft asphalt road...
This young man, who had been very leisurely since his appearance, finally frowned. He knew whether his flames burned to death...
Where have you gone?
behind!
The lightning flashed, and Song Shijing's figure rushed out of the air, raised the wooden sword and stabbed it at the back two meters away!
A sword destroys life!
She has no hesitation at all when she takes action now; she regards these people who have extraordinary abilities but do evil in her heart as evil demons and heretics among humans, and will not be lenient when she kills them!
Bang!
Just a snap of his fingers, Song Shijing, who had already pounced on the enemy, and a ball of flame burst out in front of him again!
Amid the explosion, Song Shijing snorted in pain and her figure fell backwards and flew out.
"Ha, are you playing acrobatics?" Deputy Team Leader of Fuhun turned slowly, "We, Sister Fox, are much better than you. However, you are a little capable of killing our elites."
Turning around, the man raised his hand again; the same moves and the same flame power gathered again.
And this time, Song Shijing no longer has a second pair of sunglasses to cast spells.
She bit her lip and after the third impact, she no longer had the ability to backhand, and some blood spilled out of the corners of her mouth.
The instinct for survival was driven by her injecting all her spiritual power into the windbreaker on her body. The magic array contained in the windbreaker was operating with all its strength, and the faint blue light wrapped around her whole body.
Only...this is the case...
In just a few days, she faced death one after another; if she had no routine, she would think about anything more at this moment, and she would do her best to control her spiritual power.
But she could tell from the power of the attack just now that she was bound to die.
No, she can't die yet!
She has not become a powerful demon-removing master yet, and has not been able to stand in front of her mother. She proudly said I will protect you in the future...
Can't die here...
Close her eyes, her hair was flying upwards. She clenched her neat and white teeth, and her beautiful eyes were covered with blood.
If you overdraw your vitality, you must also defend against this attack!
"Haha," the deputy team leader Fuhun sneered with a slight contempt. His clenched palm spread out, and the terrifying huge pillar of fire erupted!
Song Shijing closed her eyes tightly, urging the spiritual power in her body like crazy; she could not dodge and could only resist, but she only hated that she had not prepared a spiritual shield in advance!
Bastard! It’s not that the spirit shield equipment is too expensive! She can’t afford it for subsidies!
If you can survive, you have to buy it no matter how expensive it is!
call!
The flames were about to flood her lying down!
A squeak sound came into her ears. Song Shijing felt a figure suddenly appearing behind her, but before she could turn her head, she felt someone gently knocking her neck.
With this knock, a warm force injected into her body. She rolled her eyes and fell into a coma.
The moment before she fell into a coma, she was still thinking: the other party did not give up until she killed herself, and she was preparing for such an attack...
Sister admits her defeat!
Damn Rehun, he actually killed so many ordinary people! Sister, I can't let you go even if I become a ghost!
If Mu Qian, who suddenly broke into the field, knew what she was thinking, I wonder if he would turn his head and leave.
The fire still melted the windows and back walls of the shop on this side, and the small jewelry store directly turned into ashes.
But in the street in front of the big cave burned by the flames, two figures lay on the ground and the other stood there, and survived strangely and magically... Not only did they survive, they seemed to be injuring no point.
The young man standing was the center of the circle, and the ground within a diameter of three meters was "clean" and there were no traces of charred blackness.
Looking at this young man who seemed to be about the same age as him, Fuhun's deputy team leader was obviously stunned.
The flames he burned with all his might did not hurt a single hair of this man?
How is that possible!
"Who are you?"
"Are you sure you want to know?" Mu Qian walked forward calmly, "No need to make gestures behind your back, the four nearby snipers can no longer respond to you. However, a few of them can run away without guns. They can't get here before you fall."
A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Fuhun's deputy team leader's cheeks and subconsciously retreated.
The corresponding characters of leisure and tension were converted in an instant.
...
Chen Shaoyong walked on the street and saw the sniper who fell from the rooftop to the street, swallowing his saliva.
"So strong?" he muttered, "The Sniper God Boy is obviously a talent. I don't know if he can join the group. If he can join his department... tsk, it's awesome."
"stop!"
A cold shout came from the front.
Chen Shaoyong stopped and looked up, but he was still an old acquaintance.
The two men stopped in front, which was the second member of Mu Qian's words, "Those who don't have a gun can run away." The one on the left was wearing a small dreadlock, a big headset with a skull pattern, and dark skin. The one on the right was holding two daggers, which flipped and jumped around his ten fingers, making it very playful.
"Two, come together, no hurry today anyway."
Chen Shaoyong grabbed the collar of his camouflage vest, pulled it hard, and stood on the verge of abnormality.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s a shirtless battle form!
The little dwarf's eyes were a little cautious, so he naturally knew that the uncle's iron fist was powerful. But before the little dwarf had started to move, his companion next to him raised his hand and stopped him.
"I am enough to deal with him! No matter how hard my body is, it cannot stop the sharpness of my alloy dagger."
It sounds pretty good.
The figure of the dagger immediately rushed forward, with a fast speed and light steps. He jumped up and kicked the street lamp pole next to the road to leverage the force. He held the dagger in both hands and rushed towards Chen Shaoyong like a cheetah!
Clench your fists and chisel them!
He hit the left shoulder of the dagger man with a fierce circle. Before the dagger man could fly out, the hard knee as hard as iron had already hit him.
Puff! It seemed like a balloon full of water was broken. The dagger man arched his body and was pushed to the side of the road by Chen Shaoyong.
It's pretty straightforward to die.
"Although, it cannot be compared with those who are born with superpowers," Chen Shaoyong's eyes burned with fighting spirit, "but no one is afraid of opponents who rely on acquired training to improve their combat effectiveness."
The little dreadlocks had no feelings for the guy who died in battle. He just smiled a little disdainfully, but instead seemed to be saying the words "deserved".
I lowered my head and took out my own music player, looked for the track, played it, stuffed it into my pocket, and my footsteps began to jump gently...
Chen Shaoyong walked forward slowly, his little dreadlocks jumped faster and faster, and the fast-paced drum beats were "leaked" in his headphones.
"rat-a-tat"
Chapter completed!