Sao!

The bitter sound of breaking through the air suddenly roared, and a platinum-gold sword light suddenly flashed in the void, slashing towards Johnson.

Shooting a man and shooting a horse first, and capturing a thief first, is the simplest truth that Allen is naturally very clear.

At this time, among the few people opposite, Johnson was only in a weak state. Although he did not fall into a coma on the spot, it was just a little easier. Alan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the other party.

clang!

The crisp and sonorous metal impact suddenly roared, and a dazzling spark pulled out of the void.

Johnson, who barely came to his senses, took out his backhand and drew his sword to snatch it, blocking Alan's fast slash as fast as the wind.

But that's all. The next moment, Johnson, who barely kept up with Allen's speed but did not do any defensive and unloading force, shot backwards like a shell.

Scarlet blood flew in the night sky, shattered by the violent sword energy, turning into broken blood mist, and was rendered with a layer of weird color under the silver-white moonlight.

The next moment, Alan, who had briefly appeared in the air because of the swords and swords, disappeared again and chased Johnson who was flying backwards.

Beating a dog in the water is an excellent strategy.

However, the next moment, with the jingling sound, Alan, who disappeared because of the speed of the speed, appeared again and appeared on the not-so-wide roof of the train.

"Although I don't care about his life, I can't let you kill him in front of me."

Grain stood in front of Achun, licking the scimitar in his sharp hand bloodthirsty, with a crazy smile on his face. At this moment, he was completely inferior to the grace and nobleness he had before, and was more like a madman who was forced into a desperate situation.

The soft tongue rubbed against the scimitar blade, and the sharp edges drew a distinct blood mark.

The round and jade-like pearls are like rubies and even blood. The blood beads are hanging drop by drop on the cold scimitar, and are pulled by omnipresent gravity and slide down the blade, dripping on the roof of the car, blooming beautiful blood flowers.

Two scimitars with the same style were held in Grain's hands, one with the right and the other with the opposite, and blood was dotted on them, making them look particularly bloody and violent.

It seemed as if it was awakened. While the blood beads rolled down, the sword also had a charming and bright red blood light, dazzling and with a terrifying murderous intent.

Allen looked at Grain casually, and replied with a smile as if he didn't take him seriously, "Then give it a try."

I don’t know if Allen’s tone was too contemptuous, which reminded Grain of something that he didn’t want to look back on, and his face suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

The terrifying and restless murderous intent began to boil, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​surging blood with countless unjust souls floating around Glain.

No, it doesn't seem to be an illusion.

Alan looked at the vision beside Glain expressionlessly, and looked at the unjust souls who struggled and roared in the sea of ​​blood but were unable to escape, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Through his keen spiritual sense, he could clearly sense what kind of grievances the wronged souls that were floating in the sea of ​​blood were, and what terrifying resentment was entangled in his body.

Their painful wails in the sea of ​​blood were like crazy struggles, their eyes were violent, numb, crazy, or desolate, but what arises in that eyes were hidden was the same hatred. The hatred that could not be washed away even if it was all over the world and the stars.

"You, damn."

Although he had spoken before, Allen mainly wanted to anger the other party and let the other party reveal his flaws so that he could fight quickly.

But now, Allen had only one idea in his mind, kill the other person.

He no longer wants to irritate the other party with all his thoughtful words, let the other party reveal their flaws, and no longer wants to know the other party's origin from the other party's words. All this is no longer important, and he only needs to do one thing.

Cut off the beast's dog head and comfort the dead soul who has passed away but still cannot rest in peace!

The surging and fierce murderous intent suddenly rose, and the air seemed to become distorted. The rippling waves appeared in the air like water waves, but they were not as powerful as before.

At this moment, the vision is more like a terrifying monster in the void about to emerge.

roar!

The majesty is as if the roar of nature is suddenly shaken. It has no substantial transmission, but it is shaken and echoes in the spiritual world of everyone.

The rippling ripples became increasingly huge, just like the boiling water surface began to surging more and more. The extremely terrifying murderous intent mixed with the extremely determined will broke the boundary between matter and spirit.

After many days, Allen's "momentum" once again appeared completely in the real world.

If there is a book, it will be long, and if there is no book, it will be short. However, the changes in Grain and Allen only took a moment of effort and were incredibly fast. Even if the people on the other side wanted to stop it, they didn't know how to start.

"It's interesting."

Feeling the raging murderous intent on Allen's body, Glain smiled madly.

Sao!

The next moment, the figure standing in front of Alan holding a scimitar in his hands suddenly disappeared.

Similarly, Allen disappeared from the spot at the same time.

The two of them were not clearly seen in the air, and only the afterimage that paused briefly with the sound of metal impacts could make people see their general trajectory.

The tough and sharp scimitar and long sword collided violently in the air with extreme force and speed, and pulled out dazzling flames.

As Allen and the others began to fight, the other six people who had not reacted because Allen suddenly took action and failed to react, and then finally kept up with the rhythm.

Draw your gun from nowhere to start shooting.

Yes, they use guns.

The sound of pulling the trigger, the sound of the striker hitting the bottom fire, the sound of the gunpowder suddenly exploded... Various sounds mixed in the dense confrontation like Allen and the others, mixed into a chaotic and strange song with a different aesthetic.

The terrifying sound was like a dense sound on the high-intensity battlefield that was produced on the roof of the train, accompanied by the night wind, which was transmitted to a very long distance.

The brilliant fire light flashed in the darkness, bringing a different color to this cold night, irritable and exciting.

On the vast plain where the train was traveling, many night-distance beasts were intimidated by the sound and the fire, and a migration that was unreasonable began on the dark night.

Their keen perceptions that come from countless life and death tell them that staying away from this behemoth is the most correct choice.

However, in the contrary, in such a irritating and messy voice, the passengers in the carriage under Alan and the others showed no sign of awakeness.

This is a matter of course. After all, Renard has already made all preparations, not only to be prepared for safety, but also to prevent these passengers from being awakened and seeing something that should not be seen.

To be honest, it’s not that Allen doesn’t want to let Renard solve his worries from the beginning and then kill him in a big way.

The key is that this train has more than a dozen cars and hundreds of meters in length. Even if Renard has advanced to silver, it requires certain preparations.

And the situation at that time was that they had not had enough time. If Allen had not appeared, they would have discovered that Austin and their existence were there after two more cars.

Therefore, Allen stood up and talked to them. He thought it was pretty good. If it was solved directly, then there was no need to waste energy.

If it is not resolved, you can also buy time for Reinard to complete the corresponding technique.

After all, Allen believed that they would not be willing to attack ordinary people on the train without any last resort.

If they really did that, then they would face the rage of the empire and the rage of Caesar.

Bang bang bang bang...

The dense gunshots like rain hitting bananas resounded throughout the night sky, and orange-yellow copper-shelled bullets were fired from the modified guns, carrying huge kinetic energy that could injure the top black iron extraordinary person and shooting towards the empty void.

However, all of these became useless work. Even though they were suppressed by [Immortal Saint Mark (Pseudo) King Power] at this time, Allen's speed was still extraordinary and beyond the limit they could deal with.

The two figures flowing and colliding in the void, even in the eyes of these six people, were still at the level of afterimages.

Moreover, Grain was still fighting with Allen. Although they didn't like it and didn't prepare much for Grain, they still knew what was going on now and knew that if Grain was defeated, they would not be able to escape the fate of death.

Therefore, their shooting was extremely restrained, and with the experience of the rest of their lives, they carried out predictive attacks on Allen's actions.

The main purpose is not to hurt or even kill the opponent, just to give Glain, who is at a disadvantage, a chance to breathe.

That's right, even if he's big and opens his trump card, Grain still can't gain the upper hand.

"How is that possible?"

Alan, who had broken through the air and tore the wind apart, looked at the distorted expression of the other party, as if he understood the other party's doubts.

However, he just sneered, "How is it impossible."

"You think you and I are just the difference in physical fitness."

"You think you can compete with me when I am restricted."

"What kind of mistake is it that makes you feel like this."

"You and I are so different."

The long sword that Allen held tightly suddenly roared, and the white gold light flowing on the blade suddenly subsided, like winter snow melting into the ordinary long sword.

There was no sound of breaking through the air, no blasting beyond the speed of sound, nor the roar of monsters that appeared and the material world.

The seemingly ordinary sword pulled out a complete arc in the air at an extremely fast and as if it was extremely slow, and slashed vertically towards Grain.

"Drink!"

A little lost in his mind by Allen's words. Grain seemed to remember something and felt a crisis that seemed to be on the verge of life and death. He suddenly came back to his senses.

The long sword in his hand suddenly raised high, and the sea of ​​blood around Glain's body began to boil endlessly. Blisters rose from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and then burst on the surface of the sea of ​​blood, starting to roll like a pan.

Countless unjust souls were wailing in it, their expressions were even more terrifying than before, as if they felt something, and their struggles were far more intense than in the past.

His shrill unwilling roar almost faintly shook the sky and began to affect the material world.

However, there was no protagonist among them after all, and a miracle was not performed.

The roaring soul struggling in the sea of ​​blood began to melt in the boiling sea of ​​blood like butter entering a hot pan.

After losing their bodies, their souls also came to an end.

While such a change occurred, Grain's body suddenly became stained with a layer of blood. The scarlet color seemed to coagulate countless blood and appeared on his body, faintly condensed into pieces, like an indestructible pair of plate armor.
To be continued...