“女…”

A cloud of ice mist spewed out between the withered jaw bones, as if sighing from the Netherworld Hell, and the temperature around it dropped rapidly.

The picture was extremely strange, but the palace maid's body sank slightly, and her dark gray pupils were as calm as water, without any doubt. As the sound of Qing shouts sounded, the tip of her shoe was three inches away from the ground, and wisps of dust were raised.

At the same time, the withered bone hands hooked the strings of the piano, and the body bowed like a mysterious moon, as if using all his strength, pulled back.

The screaming sound suddenly pierced the eardrum, and an invisible sound wave shot out.

At the end of the sound wave, the agile figure was as fast as a rabbit, and the sharp sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air suddenly rang out.

The cold light turned into a meteor and swept through the interlaced light and shadow. In an instant, the darkness seemed to be cut in half, dislocated up and down.

A gust of wind blew, and the two stood with their backs facing each other, seeing Yue Canglian pulling her knife back into the sheath.

"Dang thump!"

The huge harp behind him broke inch by inch, until the end of the sword light shone, and a bloodline spurted out from the waist of the woman holding the battle dagger.

“Good job.”

Ruth covered the wound on her abdomen, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were extremely resentful. Her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, and blood beads on the tip of the blade slid down. Obviously, the opponent was not at all cost.

"But do you think you will win this way?" Ruth sneered.

Seeing Yue Canglian turn around and stare at her opponent, the servant costumes on her abdomen cracked, revealing a blood mark.

She slowly raised the scabbard and announced, "I dare to invade my master, and I will be killed without mercy!"

"Little sister, you're so happy too early."

Ruth's face darkened, she opened her arms, and the corpse ghost behind her immediately rotated her body, as if dancing in the air, and the picture was indescribable. The broken strings seemed to have gained life, and they stretched and spread as the corpse ghost danced and spread, and reconnected.

A large guard with a family fake weapon is not so easy to deal with.

Seeing Yue Canglian's face changed slightly, but she quickly calmed down, gritted her silver teeth, and attacked her opponent again. Her mission was to serve and protect her master. No matter how strong the enemy was, she would fight to the end.

On the other side of the rooftop, Qin Gui's palms came out together and hit the opponent who could not dodge. The opponent's body suddenly shattered like glass, and the blue star sand slowly rose.

The two figures behind him fled left and right, trying to widen the distance. Qin Gui pointed his backhand, and a scorching ray shot out from between his fingers, piercing through one of them. The figure immediately turned into star sand and flew away.

"Go to die!"

Zhu Zexi was driven like a stray dog. After setting a distance, he shouted in anger, pulling out his pistol behind his waist to shoot.

Qin Gui did not dodge or avoid, allowing the black titanium warhead to explode on the spiritual armor, rushing straight towards the opponent, his palms were like thunder, as if he wanted to blow the opponent into pieces.

He has known Hei Lao Monster for more than ten years, and has been a guest minister of the Yang family, and has worked for Yang Wentai. The two have experienced dozens of battles, Hei Lao Monster has saved his life, and he has also saved Hei Lao Monster's life. Although it is not a relative or a good person, he has long been brothers and sisters. Now that his close friend is dead, Qin Gui is inexplicably sad. Only by fighting hard can he deserve the sacrifice of his close friend.

At this moment, the battle under the rooftop was extremely fierce.

Chen Xing divided into three pieces, holding swords and guns in his hand, surrounded Wuhai and attacked wildly.

He has no psychic armor and his strength is not high. His advantage is flexibility and change. Although Wu Hai is strong, he can't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Slashing swords and shooting guns, three Chen Xings were like wasps, biting wildly towards Wu Hai. Although the damage was not large every time the shot wasps, the attack frequency was extremely high and the opponent's psychic energy was constantly consumed.

In a battle at the custody level, unless the strength of the two sides is huge, it depends on which side is exhausted first.

“Wow!”

Wu Hai was so upset that he roared to the sky and detonated the psionic armor. The shock wave generated by the explosion had no dead corners and could not avoid it, and could only resist. Chen Xing's mirror clone had no defensive ability. Under the impact of the shock wave, it shattered into star sand, and the body was shaken several meters away.

But Chen Xing had expected that the moment he landed, rolled backwards, removed most of the impact, and quickly stood up.

Although the psychic shock explosion is effective, it consumes a lot. Even if the clone is killed, Chen Xing still makes a profit. However, he lost all the clones and his body is exposed to the opponent's sight.

"Diet little bug!"

Accompanied by Wu Hai's roar, a light rail flew out of the void. Chen Xing only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a rusty rail appeared under his feet.

"Beware of the rails!"

Chen Xing just spoke up to remind him that the strong light made him unable to open his eyes. The roar of the steel giant beast resounded throughout the world, deafening.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Hai seemed to see the scene of his opponent being crushed, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

The train ran over from the opponent's position and turned the front of the car to rush towards the rooftop. Fortunately, Yue Canglian and Qin Gui were reminded by Chen Xing and had already opened the distance first.

Often, the greater the power, the shorter the limit distance from the body. Because the supply of spiritual energy will gradually decay with the distance from the body, and the supply intensity and distance are inversely proportional. This situation is more obvious under the same level of strength.

For example, Zhu Zexi's white ring snake has a small body and low power, and consumes less spiritual energy, and the required supply will be relatively small, so it can be away from the body for a long distance; while Wuhai's Galaxy Railway is large in size and powerful, so it naturally requires more spiritual energy supply, so it cannot be too far away from the body, and as long as the distance is opened, it cannot cause damage.

Although he only killed one, that was the core goal. Wu Hai's mind changed and he was transferred back to the railway.

However, when the railway was invaded, Chen Xing appeared in front of him safely.

It was not until this time that he remembered that the targets in the intelligence had the ability to move instantly at short distances, and it was easy to avoid the impact of the Galaxy Railway.

"No matter who sent you, I think he will be disappointed."

After Chen Xing finished speaking, he could brush it, and it was divided into three, all with one-handed swords and pistols.

Wu Hai collided with his fists, and the Vajra Long Fist attacked in a series of ways. But Chen Xing was not a black monster, and Wu Hai's fist could not touch him at all.

Chen Xing has carefully considered choosing a mirror clone instead of using a wider and more secure psionic armor. His talent is agility tendency, and the blood of insect-turned wolf is also agility tendency. Pure power confrontation is not his advantage. Although the mirror clone is fragile, as long as he dodges the opponent's attack, he will not be easily destroyed.

As one goes up and down, the benefits of the mirror clone are greater than that of the psychic armor.

Chen Xing turned sideways to avoid his fist, then jumped up, twisted his body, and swept his heels on the back of his opponent's head.

Although Wu Hai has spiritual armor to protect his body, the impact force still shocked him so that he looked like stars.

"I will give you back to the old monster with all my best!"

Wu Hai staggered forward with his head in his arms. Chen Xing's two clones raised their pistols at the same time and shot the black titanium infused with psychic energy into the rough head. Wu Hai's head was beaten so hard that star sand was splashing everywhere, and he fell forward to gnaw mud. Under the attack of Chen Xing's storm, the light of the psychic armor on his body became darker and darker.

"Rus!"

Wu Hai stumbled and got up, shouting at the rooftop,

Ruth on the roof was waving a dagger and fighting with Yue Canglian. When she heard Wu Hai's scream, she immediately used her psychic energy to knock out her opponent.

"The Undead Ball!"

The corpse bones flew up and down, and the music suddenly rose several times, and the notes filled with chaos and crazy sounds stirred out.

Seeing Yue Canglian's figure condensed, she was not in a hurry to attack. A few seconds later, the darkness around began to squirm, and something seemed to appear.

Chen Xing quickly opened the distance below, and then saw a figure crawling out of the shacks around him.

He was on all sides with his legs, his eyes were facing the sky, and he was as crazy as a living dead. He rushed to this side. After careful analysis, he turned out to be a refugee living here.

Chen Xing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was the other party's real killer move - turning someone confused by the sound of the piano into a puppet.

The darkness around it was like boiling water, rolling and surging, as if more people were rushing towards this side.
Chapter completed!