Seeing that he was about to hit Belmode, one hand suddenly placed horizontally before the general's pink fist. A ball of dark flame in the palm was rotating at high speed. The general punched the ball of dark flames, and the source power of both sides was constantly consumed. Finally, the palms were closed, and the general's fist was wrapped in it. Belmode shrugged and said, "What a little chili, I advise you not to move."

"Is that so? To be honest, you're a pretty interesting guy, but now I have to knock you down. Maybe after throwing you into prison, we can sit down and have a good chat." The general blinked.

"I'm grateful to you, I'm not interested in places like prisons."

"You can't help." The female general suddenly let go of the legs that were wrapped around Belmode's waist. She quickly took a few light points on Belmode's body, and turned over in the air and kicked Belmode's chin. The latter was tilted up at the extreme, allowing the general to kick the ball in the air. But taking this opportunity, the general held Belmode's wrist tightly with both hands, swung him through the inertia of the backwards, and then hit the ground hard.

A circle of shock waves spread. Before Belmode could take a breath, the female general had already spread his legs and sat on him. This posture was very ambiguous. If he changed the time and place, Belmode might still enjoy it. But at this time, the female general's legs suppressed him like steel and could not move. She raised her hands and then fisted like rain. Belmode could only cross his hands to resist the female general's fast punch.

In an instant, there were countless punches, but the female general's fist speed was still soaring. As he was about to reach the extreme, a black flame bounced from Belmode, brushing through her fist and drilling towards the general's right eye. In the female general's sight, the black flame kept ripping upwards, and something sharp seemed to break out of the flame and shot towards her eyes.

She no longer cared about attacking Belmode, and turned her fists into palms, pressed her on the ground, and the man leaned back. A short blade pierced out from the black flames, bringing several hairs of the general. The general turned back and fell to the ground, but saw more black flames shooting towards her. Her hands and feet were propped up on the ground at the same time, and the man used the force to move back, and flashed through several short blades that broke out from the flames.

After a total of seven short blades shot in the air, they drew different trajectories in the air and shot at her together. The female general kept avoiding it. The short blade fell into empty space and pierced on the ground or wall, and they all exploded into black fireballs. After the seven explosions, the female general had already set a distance of more than ten meters from Belmode. This distance was enough for Belmode to stand up leisurely, and he still shook his sore arms, spread his hands, and black flames flew from under his feet and among his clothes.

In the flying black flames, sharp blades of various shapes broke out from the fire. The female general glanced at the eyes and saw that the weapons included guns, halberds, swords or swords were all in all kinds. There were many types and a large number, densely spreading throughout the space around Belmode. Black fog fire scattered from time to time, and all the blade tips were facing the Federal Major General.

"What the hell is this?" the female general asked with a frown.

Belmode smiled slightly: "They are Chaos Blades, they are not monsters. How about it, try?" Without waiting for the general to answer, Belmode casually bounced on a dagger next to him, and the dagger immediately roared and shot.

The general snorted coldly, punched the dagger with a simple punch, and opened the dagger. But at the moment of collision, the dagger exploded and turned into a ball of black flame. However, the black flame gave her a feeling of not being high temperature, but instead was cold. When she retracted her fist, she saw a light blue color dyed on her white fist. The seemingly beautiful color brought her a chill. The general rushed over, which drove the cold away, and the light blue color on the fist faded away most of the time.

At this time, two more guns and one halberd flew over. This time the general did not dare to be careless. The blue light in the two fists was made. She wrapped the fist with source power, which not only formed a barrier, but also increased the power of the boxing. When the gun and halberd shot, she bowed slightly, closed her fists, and sucked her abdomen and slipped back. She slightly opened the distance from the gun and halberd, and the general's eyes shot out electric light. The fist was hit three times in a row at an extremely fast speed. The fist finally hit the Chaos Blade, and only used the source light ball wrapped on the fist to form a shock wave, and then the two guns and one halberd exploded.

This time, the explosion of black fire finally touched her.

"Beautiful job, but I have many more here. Can you go all the way?" Belmode snapped his fingers, and all the Chaos Blades buzzed and trembled, and then all shot over. The hundreds of different types of weapons dragged out black tail flames, rushing towards the general like a group of fish returning to the sea.

The terror of Chaos Blade is not the sharpness of the shaped blade and the explosion flame, but as long as it is cut by them or the explosion flame is stained, various negative energy pollution will be randomly formed on the opponent. Those negative energy will form unfavorable elements such as frostbite, burning, biological toxicity, neurotoxins, etc., which will continuously weaken the opponent's combat power and even will, and eventually fall into the abyss of chaos and cannot get up.

The densely packed Chaos Blades flew around the female general and attacked her. The general had used both fists and feet, but still scratched the sharp blade from time to time, causing the black fire to get on. But in a moment, a variety of negative energy pollution had appeared on her body, and these effects would intensify over time.

In Mirren's goggles, a fist ejected with lightning was constantly expanding. The combat auxiliary function of the goggles quickly calculated the orbit and landing point of the opponent's boxing. Mirren quickly made a judgment and drifted back lightly. He stuck to the wall behind him and then moved strangely. So the fist of the federal major general could only smash into the wall in vain, and a circle of shock waves spread out. The surrounding walls vibrated like ripples on the water surface. Then the metal twisted and shattered, and a large piece of cable buried in the wall was torn off, ejecting fluffy sparks. The general gasped and pulled his arm out of the wall. Seeing that Mirren had the intention to observe the battles in other areas, he didn't take him seriously. The general roared, rushed towards Mirren, opened his arms and grabbed him, trying to hug him.

Mirren turned around, with no expression on his face, and his eyes were calm behind the goggles. His body suddenly raised up, causing the general to rush into a blank space. Mirren took the opportunity to step on his shoulder and jump behind him. He turned back in the air, Mirren's head and feet, raised his guns in his hand, and then pressed down the machine. The general turned around quickly and saw Mirren's pair of shaped pistols flashing, and silver-white source bullets almost covered the space in his upper body.

The general's pupils dilated, his arms blocked his head, face and chest, and further stimulated a layer of source power barrier. The rain of bullets fell, first shattering the barrier, and then hitting the general's hand. The general's two sleeve tubes immediately burst into pieces, but the arms under the sleeve tube were flowing with a metallic luster. The source bullets were nailed to his skin without any intensification. At this time, Miren fell to the ground, and he smiled slightly. The bullets nailed to the general's hand flashed, and the source force erupted, and a fireball immediately rose in the corridor.

The explosion shock wave pushed the general out. He took a few steps and sat on the ground. Seeing his face and hands dark, the general punched the ground and got up again.

At this time, a team of iron fist legion and soldiers rushed towards Mirren.

The general launched an attack from the opposite direction at the same time.

A large number of data flashed in Mirren's goggles. He first turned around and threw a pistol at the rushing soldiers, then turned around and fired at the general with the remaining pistols. While suppressing the general alone, the shaped pistol that had swung out fired on its own. The source bullet swept a few times in a row, and then knocked the soldiers down instantly, then flew back to Mirren's hand.

Mirren collided with his two guns, and the light at the muzzle flew, and a ball of silver-white light gathered and expanded rapidly, and it was filled with terrifying energy that made people crazy! The general had already rushed to Mirren, but when he saw this, he stopped his footsteps. Then the ball of light swelled and cracked, and a dazzling silver-white light column was sprayed out from it!

The beam of light hit instantly, and the general crossed his hands to block the beam of light, but kept pushing it backwards. The beam of light became brighter and brighter. When the entire corridor was swallowed by white light, a loud bang in the light, and the entire passage vibrated violently. The light lasted for nearly three seconds before gradually dimming. The flames rolled in the corridor, the walls of the passage twisted and fell off, and even the ground arched the shock wave. This corridor seemed to be rubbed by the giant's hands, and countless cables and steel were twisted together. You can imagine how violent the explosion was just now.

Horn looked in the direction of the explosion, then turned around and looked at Fendi who was close to him: "I didn't expect these two kids to be pretty good. Mirren is an adjutant of Windsor Bello, and it's not surprising that he has this strength. The young man named Belmode, I remember that he was just a mercenary before, but I didn't expect that he now has the strength to compete with the Major General of the Federation. Oh, you probably don't know, he is one of the strong men under Allen."

Fendi narrowed his eyes: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say that the times are always rolling forward. People like you, like me, will always be left behind by the times that keep moving forward. I originally planned to fade out of people's sight, but unfortunately, due to your behavior, I had to stand up again." Horn shook his head: "This is a bit different from the retreat I imagined."

"I think this is good, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to see Mr. Horn's Qiu Yan."

Horn glanced at his long sword and said lightly: "Then are you going to stand at such a close distance to pick up my sword?"

"No?"

"Yes, as long as you can catch it..."

There was no sign of warning, and Fendi didn't even see Horn's movement. Suddenly a golden light ray spread between them. The light like a ray of autumn sun continued to grow in Fendi's eyes, and the latter shouted and used all his strength to tilt his head before the light touched it.

A breeze drifted by, and a few drops of blood were floating in the air. At this moment, time seemed to be still, and the few round blood beads suddenly separated in the middle and then broke into countless particles. When all this fell in Fendi's eyes, only a small blood mist dissipated in the air.

He touched his cheek, and there was nothing on his face. Then a thin red line appeared, and the blood rolled out of the wound dyed Fendi's hand red. At this time, he saw that Horn's hand had been raised and Qiu Yan was pointing at him.

Then the long knife fell obliquely.
Chapter completed!