The person is about 1.8 meters tall, about 25 years old, with a slim build. He is wearing a large T-shirt and jeans that are enough for even a fat person to wear. The T-shirt is white, but has two streaks of red. The stripes intersect around the chest on the right side, forming a cross pattern. The hair is deliberately shaped into a messy hairstyle with hair wax, and it emits a strange black luster like the carapace of a stag beetle, making people know that it has passed by at a glance. They were specially dyed. They were wearing a pair of basketball shoes with shoelaces over one meter long, but they never tied them for some reason. A rope made of leather or something like that hung around their neck, with four or five objects about the diameter of it hanging on the rope. A small electric fan about ten centimeters.

The overall shape is as weird as possible.

But the thing that attracts the most attention is what he is holding, a two-handed sword that originated in France in the 17th century, with a total length of more than 180 centimeters. It is characterized by a flame-shaped sword that curves like a flame. It is said that Designed to increase lethality.

According to normal circumstances, this sword should be made of iron. If it is used in a ceremony, it will have a layer of gold foil on the outside. However, the color of the flame-shaped sword held by the other party is snow-white. At first glance, it looks like It is a plastic model that has not yet been painted. As for what material it is made of, Ito Shige, who has not personally touched it, cannot make a judgment.

"The current acting pope of the Amakusa style - Kenmiya Saiji..." Ito Cheng walked out of the hiding place and took a look at the appearance of the visitor. Finally, his eyes fell on the other person's face, squinting his eyes slightly and secretly saying, "Almighty Idle Man, read the full text."

"Ito Cheng, he is the culprit of all these incidents. As long as we defeat him, we will win! Hurry up and do it!" Steele, who saw Ito Cheng, seemed to have seen a savior and shouted quickly.

It's just that Ito Nari only glanced at Steele who was on the ground trying to stand up on trembling legs, and did not attack Kenmiya Saiji according to what he said. He looked like an outsider.

"Why did I meet you here? Haven't I told you many times? Orsola Aquinas, we have no intention of harming you." Jiang Gong Zhaizi on the opposite side heard Steve. After you spoke, he first glanced at Ito Cheng, then turned his gaze to Orsola behind Ito Cheng, and said in a frivolous tone.

"The words you said to me back then are indeed full of hope. However, I cannot place trust in peace established through violence." Orsola first looked at the destroyed buildings around him, and then at Steele who was injured and fell to the ground. And the flame-shaped sword held by Jian Gong Zhai Zi in his hand, and then he looked at Jian Gong Zhai Zi and said.

"What a pity. Even if you return to the Roman Orthodox Church, what's the point?" Jiangong Zhaizi gently moved his right arm holding the sword and tilted his head to the left.

"There is no martial arts stance. There are no magical tools on the body, and there are no hidden magic marks on the clothes. It is truly [unarmed]. Well, although I really don't want to fight with a layman...it seems that it is not up to me." Then, Jian Miyasaiji lowered his gaze to Ito Cheng and said.

But regarding his judgment, both Steele, who was lying on the ground, and Ito Chengdu, who was standing there motionless, felt a little funny. I never expected that Kenmiya Saiji would actually think that Ito Cheng was a "layman". However, For this kind of error in judgment, even if Steele and Ito Shige didn't deal with it, they would not warn their enemy Kenmiya Saiji.

"Index, you and Orsola go aside first." Ito Cheng smiled softly, turned to Index and Orsola beside him and said.

"Acheng, you have to be careful. [Amakusa style] fighting method is based on disguise and deception. The effects of the spells presented in each attack are not all real. There are also random tricks mixed in, and then they are used when people are not paying attention.

At the right time, release a powerful magic to deal a fatal blow to the enemy." Index instructed with a serious look on his face.

"I know, I will pay attention." Ito Cheng responded with a nod.

"Is she her? I didn't expect to meet her here." Jiangong Zhaizi said in an incomprehensible tone as his eyes fell on Index.

At this time, Index and Orsola walked aside together and stood opposite to several other Amakusa-style members who had just arrived, leaving the middle position to Ito Shige and Kenmiya Saiji.

"Originally our enemy is our main enemy, the Roman Orthodox Church, but since you English Puritans have also jumped into this muddy water, I can't turn a blind eye. What's more, I can't let Orsola be taken away by you." See the venue.

The free Kengiya Saiji seemed to be waving a big windmill, letting the flame-shaped sword "whir" above his head. He looked at Ito Cheng and said softly, "In short, you have become the target of my attack. If you are willing,

Kneel down and surrender immediately, and I can see less blood."

"You are wrong about two things." Ito Cheng looked at Kengiya Saiji with a flat face and said. Then he continued with a slightly interested expression, "First of all, I am not an English Puritan, and of course I am not a Roman Orthodox.

Yes, I don’t belong to any force! Secondly, I’m not what you call a layman.”

Before the words could even be finished, Ito Cheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Kengiya Saiji, swinging his palm and slashed at the neck of Kengiya Saiji whose pupils suddenly tightened.

Kengiya Saiji's upper body fell backwards, and he dodged the sharp blade that was slashing horizontally. At the same time, he waved the flame-shaped sword in his hand and slashed towards Ito Cheng from top to bottom. And this slash was not

An ordinary chopping, but a magic slash with wind attack.

"Hoo!" In an instant, an invisible force slashed out from in front of Jian Gongzhaizi, cutting a path four or five centimeters deep, fifteen or six centimeters wide, and two meters long on the concrete floor.

thick and long dents.

But the expected picture did not appear in Kengong Saiji's eyes, because Ito Cheng, who was originally on the attack route, had completely disappeared in front of Kengong Saiji's eyes. The red building is like a jade gentleman.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Jiangong Zhaizi's ears suddenly heard the warnings of his subordinates. At the same time, a feeling of extreme danger rose from the bottom of his heart, forcing him to subconsciously follow the feeling and turn around to block the flame-shaped sword vertically.

in front of me.

"Bang!" In an instant, a muffled sound was heard. Jiangong Zhaizi's body flew out like a cannonball and hit the outer wall of a building not far away, knocking that building into the air.

The wall of the building hit a huge hole.

"Acting Pope!" Amakusa members shouted urgently upon seeing this.

At this time, Ito Cheng waved his arms continuously, using the power of telekinesis to cut out ten wind blades through the air, and launched them one after another towards the building where Kengiya Saiji was located.

The next moment, there was a roar of "Whoosh!", and a whirlwind rushed out of the collapsed building wall, throwing away the broken masonry on the ground, and resisting the coming wind blade.

Beyond the whirlwind.

Then the whirlwind dispersed in vain, and an invisible wave of air flew straight towards Ito Cheng.

Although he couldn't see the appearance and path of the air wave, his mental perception could perfectly capture the changes in the surrounding information. Ito Cheng waved his hands again and met the Wu Xing attack with the attacking wind blade.

"Bang!" In an instant, there was an explosion, and a large cloud of pale mist appeared between Itoge and Kengiya Saiji, and quickly dissipated.

Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Ito Cheng went to full speed, broke through the obstruction of the mist, and appeared in front of Kenmiya Saiji. Then when Kenmiya Saiji subconsciously made a response, he suddenly squatted down, causing himself to

The illusion suddenly disappeared, and at the moment when Jiangong Zhaizi paused because of this, he stood up suddenly, and hit him heavily with an uppercut that was the most ordinary, but became powerful after the blessing of telekinesis.

The word "Jiangongzhai" is on the chin.

"Bang!" With a huge sound, Jiangong Zhaizi's body was thrown high from the ground.

However, Ito Cheng's attack did not end there. Saiji Zaimiya's head was filled with stars because of this uppercut. When his body was thrown back, he suddenly lifted up and hit Kenmiya hard with a chop.

On Zhaizi's abdomen, he fell heavily to the ground at a speed faster than being thrown away.

"Plop!" The thin but strong body hit the ground and made a dull sound.

"He actually knew how to resist the barrier under such circumstances. He is worthy of being the acting pope of Amakusa." Looking at Kengiya Saiji who was completely unconscious on the ground, he recalled the two blows before and after.

Ito Shimizu felt weird all over his body.

"Stop!" Just when Ito Cheng leaned over and mentioned the character of kengusai, a cute girl with a majestic building on her chest and black shoulder-length hair shouted.

"This is...Itsuwa." Ito Cheng, who was looking for fame, thought to himself.

"I only arrest the main culprit, I'm not interested in the others." Ito Cheng, who paused for a moment on Itsuwa's chest and then looked back, continued to lean over and grab Kengiya Saiji and said. Then he dragged Kenmiyasai who had passed out.

The character walked slowly towards the direction where Index, Orsola and the injured Stiyl were.

"Itsuwa, let's fight first and find an opportunity to rescue the acting pope." Next to Itowa, a female Amakusa member stretched out her hand to hold Itowa's arm and whispered. Then Itowa looked at Ito Cheng again and said

Along with several companions around him, he disappeared into the night streets of Parallel Dessert Paradise.

"You have done a good job. As long as you teach Orsola to the Roman Orthodox Church, the matter will be over." Steele, who did not forget to smoke even when he was injured, looked at the flame-shaped sword and quilt held by Ito Shige.

He asked Jian Gong Zhai Zi, who was dragging him over.

Hearing Steele's words, Orsola's shoulders trembled slightly, but she said nothing and still stood beside Index with a calm expression.

"What I said before is still valid." Just when Orsola was silent, Ito Cheng's voice sounded in her ears again. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at Qidian.
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