Ding, Ding, Ding...

The sound of striking came out densely like rain hitting a banana leaf, and sparks flashed and disappeared in the dark alley. The man in black was very strong. With his agile gun shadow, the surrounding area was blocked and the ground was leaked. In addition, he moved from time to time, so he actually avoided Jack's half-moon blade attack.

"Wow..." Jack couldn't help but speak in surprise when he saw this. He had seen the other party almost kneel down by Little Carol with a sickle, and thought it was a soft persimmon again, but who would have thought it would kick the iron plate. He could hit such an effect with just a spear technique, so his strength was naturally not low. It was strange that the other party did not use the fighting spirit.

, how could a poor teacher get into such a master? , with a puzzled sentence, Jack carefully grabbed the half moon blade, and the red light appeared and faintly appeared in his palm. At this moment,

"ah……"

Another scream, and Little Carol successfully solved an opponent again. The remaining person was obviously panicked. If Little Carol hadn't had the attack too strong, he could not breathe completely. If he was not careful, he would have been going to lie down. He would have turned around and ran without hesitation.

Seeing this, the man in black frowned and took a long breath. Then he looked at Jack and Little Carol deeply, as if he wanted to keep their faces in his heart. He waved his spear and came to Jack.

"My mother, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Seeing the man in black looking back and forth, and finally rushed towards this side decisively, Jack was immediately angry. He was here to pinch the soft persimmon, but he was pinched as a soft persimmon. Even this uncle can tolerate it, but even the aunt can't! As he took a step forward, his hands stacked up with several phantoms, and suddenly opened wide.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The dense sound of breaking through the air sounded again. However, this attack was no longer invisible. The half-moon blades that were thrown out were all light red. They rotated and sprinted down to pull out floating shadows. At this moment, the dim alleyways seemed to be cut by these red lines vertically and horizontally.

Seeing this, the man in black looked dark and seemed to be hesitating. However, the half-moon blade that was galloping towards him did not give him time to think, and instantly came from various tricky angles.

Hissing...

The spear was swung again, and in an instant, it brought out a gun shadow like a palm fan. The man in black finally didn't use his fighting spirit, and seemed to still want to break Jack's attack with his marksmanship.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dense half-moon blades were in contact with the layers of gun shadows in Chuyi. They immediately exploded like fried beans. The red light and Mars kept flashing, which was gorgeous!

Red lights rotated rapidly around the gun shadow like moths flying into the flames, colliding from time to time, and some were nailed to the surrounding walls by force. More often, the flight route changed after the collision, but after a rotation, they returned again.

This is Jack's fighting style. Although in the eyes of people with great strength, these may just be small means that cannot be used as a platform, so there is no pleasure in the strong crushing. But Jack was deeply involved in studying and formed a unique set of force techniques. Coupled with the pull of the fighting spirit, the half-moon blade that flew out was hit, he still returned stubbornly and launched an indomitable attack.

Of course, this also requires consideration of Jack's vulgar personality. Well, have you discovered that this attack method is very safe...

Compared to Jack's leisure, he only needs to replenish the number of moon blades in the second half from time to time, while the man in black seemed much busy. He waved his spear to dance the surrounding area tightly and without leaking water. Even if he had no fighting spirit, he still had not been broken through the defense line.

However, such a good situation is naturally not long. The Half Moon Blade with Dou Qi will not only fly around, but also imposes great power. If the man in black does not need Dou Qi, or does not have Dou Qi at all, his gun shadow defense line will soon collapse under continuous hitting.

In fact, the man in black is already complaining secretly. The tremors coming from the gun body have numbed his palms, and every time he hit, the spear will inevitably tilt a little distance. Don’t underestimate this distance. You should know that the half-moon blade is attacked cyclically. After such repeated repetition, the accumulation of soil forms a mountain and the defense line is broken.

At this moment, the man in black looked dull and seemed to be struggling and hesitating. At this moment, "Ah..." A terrifying howl came from behind him again. The man in black felt a chill in his heart. He glanced back in a hurry and saw the only subordinate left behind him throwing his entire right arm and hitting one wall. With a bang, the long knife tightly held spinning and falling from the palm of his broken arm.

Losing an arm and having the right hand holding the weapon, you can imagine what the subordinate will end in front of the terrifying little girl... With a sharp look, the subordinate's disability made the man in black seem to have made some decision. The spear shook and a white light suddenly surged into the sky!

"roar!"

As the thunder roared, the white light around the man in black continued to roll out like a tide, gradually forming the shape of an armor. The gun body seemed to be ignited and rose freely!

Bang, bang, bang... In front of the milky white dove light that suddenly exploded, the half-moon blade that was rotating and flying was as if it was severely hit. It was broken in an instant when it was closer and turned into iron powder.

"Hiss..." Jack took a deep breath when he saw this, his face changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Judging from the level of the explosion of fighting spirit, this man in black has at least the strength of an intermediate peak warrior, and may have reached the advanced level. However, this is not the reason why Jack's face changed drastically. After all, although Jack likes to play some small tricks, his absolute fighting spirit has reached the advanced level, and he doesn't have to be afraid of the other party at all. What really scares him is the origin of this milky white fighting spirit and the meaning behind it...

The situation on the field changed suddenly. Taking advantage of Jack's shock and surrender, the man in black suddenly turned around and hit one wall with one body. He blew up, gravel splashed everywhere, and dust immediately filled the spot, covering the figure of the man in black.

Just then, the subordinate of the man in black let out the last cry of mourning, and the sickle with a strange attack route directly slashed across his throat. He closed the knife and turned around. Little Carol looked at the situation here and frowned. The Hormond, who knew a little martial arts, also looked here, as if he had remembered something, and his expression on his face was very horrified.

"Damn, damn, damn..." Jack, who came to his senses, trembled, his expression changed, and his lips trembled unconsciously and cursed. However, his body was not slow, and he rushed into the dust in an instant regardless of the danger.

The surrounding alleys are still dark and boundless, and the remote places are even deeper, like an open demon's mouth.

After a moment, Jack, who was covered in dust, turned around again, his face even gloomy, obviously he could not catch up with the man in black. He walked a few steps toward Homond, grabbed his collar, and roared in a veneer: "Damn, who are you? Why are there people from the Temple of Light to kill you!"

That’s right, the man in black just now came from the Temple of Light. The reason for such a certain judgment was that the last shining white light burst out clearly was the unique fighting spirit of the Temple of Light - the holy light fighting spirit!

"I...I am Holmond, a teacher at Shuguang Civilian Academy." Holmond seemed to have just come back from his shock and replied subconsciously.

"Uh?" Jack was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered the other party's identity. Then he instantly thought of what happened this morning, the shouting speech before the academy... I remember that he was still saying that this man dared to compete with the Temple of Light, which was obviously a tragic death...

Bang!

As little Carol was watching inexplicably, Jack slowly let go of the hand holding Homond's collar, and then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, looking extremely sad and angry: "Number, make you humble, make you humble..."

...

The scene was silent, and Little Carol and Holmond were both in petrified state.

Suddenly, a beep... A police whistle suddenly came from a distance.

Jack suddenly turned his head, looked at the night sky in the distance, his mouth twitched a few times, then called little Carol over, and then patted Holmond on the shoulder: "I guess you know what happened just now, you are so mean, you are so mean, I am so mean... Okay, if you don't talk about this now, I will accept my fate! Do you have a wife or a child? No? Very good! The so-called saving people to the end, you will take us out of the city first, and then everyone will run away and make their own destiny. OK?"

After hearing this, Homund thought for a second and nodded in agreement.

"Very good, go now!" Jack turned around immediately, looked at the little Carol who was pondering, as if he realized the serious problem, and sighed, "Little Carol, little Carol, I don't know now whether you harmed me or I harmed you... Alas, if you accidentally provoke such a huge creature, how should I explain to that guy Tang En... Forget it, run away first!"
Chapter completed!