"Superpowers, do you understand this kind of loneliness?"

However, the next second, the man in black turned around quickly and unsheathed his sword!

Ding! Ding!

Amidst the sharp sound of metal, the man in black waved his hands to block the sudden attack of the knife.

The blades of the sword intersect and wrestle with each other.

"You can still move now," the man in black breathed naturally and with ease, "It's not easy."

In front of him, Glover was breathing heavily, and all his strength was concentrated on the hilt of the knife, but he was unable to break through the blockade of the man in black.

hateful!

"Your hands are not steady. Is it because you are injured and you are not ready yet?"

Glover gritted his teeth and his facial features were distorted.

It’s not the injury that’s not easy!

But damn...

Homeless river shrimp!

The power of termination spread, numbing Glover's pain.

It also overwhelmed his thoughts.

At that moment, the zombie's eyes gradually became blank, but his movements were not slow at all, and the blade turned smoothly!

The man in black seemed to sense something, and with a flip of his hand, he deflected Glover's fatal slash that came along the blade of the sword!

"Wait a minute, you, I recognize you too," the man in black saw Glover's appearance clearly, and sneered, "Is there a big tough guy who has carried eight rounds in the wool merchant's house?"

"Where is your other companion? The one who hid his strength at first, but is actually excellent in swordsmanship and is familiar with the ten styles of the legion?"

Hold!

The power of termination surged, and the zombies ignored it and slashed with their swords!

Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed back and forth.

The man in black drew his sword calmly and calmly, blocking Glover's attacks one after another.

Every swing of his sword, every move, and even every tiny movement of lowering his shoulders and turning his wrists were just right. There was no redundant move, no wasted move, and no posture or energy that was ineffective.

In comparison, regardless of feint attack, pressure, killer move, defense...every time Glover took a shot, it seemed that he was just a little bit behind. He fell short of the target, and the effect was not effective, which made him miserable and depressed.

While wielding his sword, the man in black even had the energy to speak: "Yes, you have a solid foundation, but you should not use a knife at ordinary times, but a sword, and it is imperial style - oh, it is the swordsmanship of the 'Wind Knight' Glover family.

?”

Glover was slightly surprised.

"It's really strange. The moves are from the Wind Knight lineage, but they are not agile or elegant at all. Instead, they are sharp and fierce. Is it because you became a monk halfway and practiced miscellaneous skills? It is not pure enough?"

Glover was stunned for a moment, and then responded angrily:

"Practice paralysis!"

The finishing power in his body suddenly exploded, and the offensive resumed!

Dang! Dang! Dang!

But Glover swung his sword three times in a row, but was easily blocked by his opponent. He was even more frightened when he returned without success:

Strength, speed, agility, dexterity...this guy surpasses me in none of them.

but why……

Why can he always defend, block or even destroy my moves?

He originally thought that he would be able to survive the supernatural power, but now it seems that this killer's swordsmanship is more sophisticated and stronger than he imagined.

And it’s too strong.

"I see, the problem comes from your power of termination," the man in black sneered, "heavy, closed, restrained, boundless - not the brilliance of stars, not the flawless iron wall, not the sorrow of washing swords, but each has its own characteristics

Their characteristics, so it’s—”

Glover didn't want to hear him speak condescendingly like a teacher instructing a student. His eyes were blank!

"This is for Teto!"

He roared, only attacking but not defending, and threw himself at the man in black, risking his life!

You're too impulsive and you're going all out?

The man in black sneered, and the arc formed by the long sword was natural and clever. With just one move, he deftly defused Glover's head blow.

His body was flexible and he took several steps back just in time to avoid the remaining attacks from Glover.

This offensive seems fierce and fierce, but it leaves no room for itself.

Once the momentum passes, it's time for this big brainless guy to get beaten...

Um?

wrong!

At this moment, the man in black raised his head alertly!

Directly above him, a huge wooden sign hanging from the roof of the warehouse was hanging precariously on the last rope.

This is--

The man in black's pupils narrowed.

laugh!

The next second, a chain sword whirled past and cut off the rope.

No.

The man in black was surprised to see from the corner of his eye: Rolf woke up at some point.

Wind Ghost was panting and stuffed the syringe in his hand back into his pocket. In his other hand, the original chain sword had disappeared.

It's him.

The man in black understood instantly: it was this guy who cut the ropes of the sign one by one while he was running around in the warehouse, leaving only the last one, ready to cut at the critical moment...

As for the other guy…

The man in black's peripheral vision turned again - Glover continued to castrate, rolling with all his strength, away from him.

His desperate attack was just to force me into this position?

These steps, including the fact that the superpower user with great leg skills pretended to fight the red viper, but actually forced me to use my superpower, could it be that...

Planned in advance?

The astonished man in black had just figured it out when the huge wooden sign suddenly fell. Driven by the strange wind, it landed directly on the head of the man in black!

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening noise, the entire warehouse was filled with dust.

Rolf waved to Glover, covered his mouth and nose, turned around, picked up Catherine, and jumped up.

On the other side, Glover didn't stop either. With his head in his arms, he knocked away the two gangsters who had just woken up and were still confused and blocked the way, and rushed towards the back door of the warehouse with a kick!

boom!

The back door was kicked open, and sunlight and air rushed in.

Bright, fresh and warm.

free.

Most of the people inside and outside the warehouse were either affected by supernatural powers and were still drunk, or they had just woken up and were confused. They had a smooth journey without any hindrance.

"quick!"

Under Glover's anxious urging, Rolf held Katharine in his arms, jumped out on his prosthetic leg that had regained its air pressure, and rushed out of this dark and dangerous warehouse!

It worked.

Gorodo Fo Fa poured a trembling whistle, rushing out of the outdoors, catching up with Rahff, and rushing to the road.

But there is only one thing he wants to do now.,

That is shouting to the sky:

Damn it, they broke out and escaped!

Damn that "homeless river shrimp"!

Glover and Rolf looked at each other, and without slowing down, rushed up to the escape route they had planned before disappearing on the pier.

Wow!
To be continued...