Torik screamed from the depths of his soul: "Don't come over here——!"

Before he finished speaking, the spellbreaker turned sideways and hit him with the big shield on his shoulder. There were three triangular angles on the shield, which collided with the wizard's shield. The wizard vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot and flew away.

Lien stepped back, turned sideways, pulled out the stopper of the gun barrel under the shield, lit the match, and raised his hand to point at the wizard rolling on the ground.

"Bang!"

In a series of intensive explosions, the triple gun barrel installed under the shield sprayed out three heavy lead bullets, shattering the floor and piercing the wizard's thigh. The last shot was about to smash the wizard's head, but

It hit a hot flame and flew away.

The flames steamed up. A figure as sharp as a blade stood in front of Lien. He turned slightly sideways and kicked the wailing wizard away, then turned around to face his enemy.

"Hoho, you killed two Sequence 7s in an instant, man, you are really not easy!"

Dillaz, the leader of light and shadow, arrived. He was young and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance. His whole body was wrapped in a splendid aura, and his powerful spiritual power was intimidating. As he turned his wrist, the flaming spear was ready to go.

Lien swept out the thermal whip in his hand. The whip suddenly wrapped around the extraordinary person's weapon like a living snake. The unreachable high temperature entangled with the flames of the spear, making an explosive sound.

Dillaz threw the spear down casually, and suddenly there was a dark blue short blade in his hand that rushed towards him. In the flash of lightning, the left arm and the big shield of the spellbreaker flew out together.

"How's it going? There's a huge gap, right?" Dillaz looked at the blood on the short blade, "You slow spellbreakers can't compete with us. The gap in psychic abilities is decisive."

Lien was silent. He looked at the severed limb that fell on the ground, then at the left arm that was spurting blood, and slowly grinned.

“It looks like there’s no way to rendezvous.

"Young demon hunter, I haven't lost yet. Come on, let me teach you a lesson. The difference in psychic abilities is not the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield."

Lien leaned down, gave up all defenses, and rushed towards the transcendent like a wild beast with a dagger in his hand.

Dillaz narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the enemy's movement. The dark blue short blade was so sharp that it could not be blocked. It tore the breastplate like lightning, swept across the lower abdomen, broke open the intestines, and then slashed to the left leg. The spellbreaker's

The left leg was cut off in the flash, revealing the broken bones at an angle.

"I won." Dillaz passed by the enemy, turned around gracefully, and said calmly.

"Win!" Rean took out his intestines, tore out a large handful of flesh, blood and intestines and threw them into the face of the transcendent. He screamed and jumped over. He landed on the ground with his remaining right leg and jumped out with all his strength.

The broken bone of his left leg was kicked towards the neck of the wizard who was holding his wound and gasping for air in the corner.

The pale broken bones pierced the tender shoulders and necks, plunged into the throat of the horrified wizard Torik, and stirred hard.

"Your eyeliner is gone, extraordinary person. Have you learned?
Chapter completed!