Step by step….

The messy footsteps ran across the long street under the street lights, and passed through an intersection. The figures of people coming were dragging under the dim street lights. Zhou Jin was breathing heavily. From a distance, he saw the assassin standing in the street and the boss among a circle of weapons.

"Don't go over."

Magneto stood nearby and quickly called her. In the afternoon, the street lights next to her were trembling slightly, and the iron tools around her were shaking.

"What's going on? Have you activated the magnetism?" The electric python glanced around and lowered his voice.

Magneto shook his head.

A wooden stick that I don't know who put it by the wall was also trembling, and it had nothing to do with him at all. Then, his eyes raised and looked ahead with a look of disbelief.

"It's Boss Xia, he seems... to be promoted to level 4... There is no sign of warning. He is a bit dangerous like this and may hurt us. Don't go there for the time being."

at the same time.

Miko Asakusa on the roof aimed at the figure below. The moment she pulled the trigger, Xia Yi, who was standing among a circle of weapons, stretched out her hand, and a single knife flew over, her arm swung, and the sparks flashed in the air. The bullet shot rebounded on the roadside wall, leaving a bullet hole.

Then, he threw his hand and returned to the ground and stood alone.

Xia Yi lowered his eyes slightly and walked towards the assassin in front of him. The blood was surging in the buzzing resonance sound. The noise of resonance was combined into his ears, voices from different people.

"...... May Your Majesty stabilize the Jiuzhou and Qionggan be the front pawn of the horse!"

"I am General Pan Feng of Jizhou——"

The red light of the right eye flashed and the figure walking stumbled. Xia Yi waved his palm and slapped the head, trying to slap the sounds away, but it was still buzzing...

"Guan is here, please come and get it!"

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...

On the rooftop, Asakusa Miko, who missed a hit, raised her face and cold sweat was sliding down from the black hair on her forehead. At this moment, she glanced at the watch on her wrist. The value on it was rising like a second.

Having broken through to the triple digits, she hurriedly held the headset and roared: "Senior Yuxi, don't fight him, escape quickly..."

In front of the imperial sink below, I heard anxious words from the headset and had no intention of leaving.

The responsibilities of the Yuxi family cannot be allowed to retreat.

Standing there, swaying his hands with his knife—

....

"Brother left first, Wu Song killed the thief first!"

"It is not easy to part, but it is easy to separate the body and the head..."

...

Countless sounds echoed in my mind, crowded.

As he walked, Xia Yi slowly raised his face in the buzzing noise, the scarlet red in his right eye stared at the warrior in front of him without blinking, with a smile on his face.

There was a last voice that fell in my mind.

“……Who will try the hammer—”

Next second.

The standing figure was like a sharp arrow on a tight string. When you stepped on it, the road surface instantly collapsed and the body ran. The weapons around it dragged onto the ground and slid, and the air swept through.

In front of the Imperial Sink opposite the field of vision, each holding a knife in his hands, staring at the rushing figure without blinking. As a martial arts master, he naturally understood that he could not fight head-on. When his steps were retreating and opening the gap, the crows running towards him arrived in an instant.

Crane sneer!

His sword light slashed out, and the other end seemed like an illusion, his eyebrows were as curled as paint and his hair was so majestic.

The vocabulary of "illusion..." flashed through my mind at the same moment.

Xia Yi's figure was caught in the range of his sword force, and two more tiger heads and dragon heads were added to his hands, silently soaking in the air.

The four blades of the knife were fighting each other, and the sound of metal clashing exploded. The Sun Knife was fierce and tough, pressing the opponent's blade, and the other blade was like flowing water, gathering into a circle when rubbing the gap, and rubbing the metal, the two blades suddenly overlapped.

——Sun, Moon, Dragon, Tiger Sword!

"Wow" pulled out a series of sparks, took advantage of the momentum to stagger the direction in front of the Yuhua Pool, turned to the ground and slid two steps, lowered his body and pulled his sword, and drew his sword from bottom to top. On the other end of his vision, Xia Yi abandoned his two swords and reached out to grab a four-edged gold-equipped mace to block it.

Door God!

Wow—

The knife hit the thick iron mace with a dull sound. The arm in front of the Yuxidian pool, which was originally attacking, suddenly stagnated. The huge force on the mace pushed him back half a step away, and the street lamp behind him was shocked.

Turning around in front of the Imperial Sink to avoid, swinging the four-edged mace horizontally.

With a loud bang, the street light was interrupted, dragging the wire inside and collapsing. Xia Yi's figure continued to explode, and the iron mace pushed, smashed, sucked, chopped... with the sound of breaking wind, it affected the assassin all around. A trash can on the ground was hit by a weapon swept away, and half of the barrel was flattened.

As a warrior in front of the Imperial Sink, he knew about weapons. He didn't dare to confront each other head-on. His steps kept flying backwards. In the dust of a large amount of wall bricks, his toes were a little on the wall, and his whole body flew out horizontally, and the blade slashed at the other party's ankle.

Xia Yi raised his foot and handed it backwards.

——Transfer the mace and the gun!

He grabbed the ripped tiger-head spear with his backhand, and paused under him. Another sound of thrust was blocking the blade in front of the Yuhuan Pool, and kicked the gun tail with his toes.

A light bang sound came out, and the front abdomen of the Yuxidian on the ground hit the tail of the gun and was beaten to fly out.

The gun tip passed through the air, and Xia Yi stepped on the road, and slapped the heavy gun in his hand and fell to the ground with the roar of the wind. A hole was instantly cracked on the asphalt road, and the imperial sink kept rolling in front of the shovel, avoiding the gun tip behind him.

In front of the Yuhua Pool, he roared "Ah--" with his knees bent slightly, rolled and pressed against the ground, bounced himself up, and when he stepped on the tip of the spear, Xia Yi picked up his arms at the same time.

With his two swords, he flipped into the sky, and Xia Yi threw a heavy gun out of his hand. He grabbed a weapon and followed closely.

In the air, in front of the Imperial Sink, a heavy gun was knocked on the front of the Imperial Shrub, and a square sky painting halberd suddenly rushed to the scene.

"Come down for some family (me)—"

The halberd hangs on the blade, Xia Yi exerts force with both arms, pulls the other party down in the air, hits the ground with a bang, and flies out.

While rolling, he kicked his feet to stop the rolling momentum. He pounced on the front of the Yuxi Pool again. Two knives collided with Xia Yi's painting halberd, and then was stumbled by the long soldier fan and moved a few steps, almost hitting the wall.

The halberd stabbed, and he quickly dodged and fought back.

Xia Yi suddenly changed his weapons, and the dragon sword roared and slashed. The violent sound of breaking the wind made the imperial sink withdraw the knife and avoid it, looking for an opportunity to pounce on it again.

The golden silk nine-ring sword blocked and slashed violently.

Five tigers break the door!

.....

The separation hook of Yin and Yang.

The Prime Minister is gone—

...

Xia Yi was tightly pressed and his weapons kept changing, as if he was very skilled in front of the imperial sink and was proficient in various skills, but he would also suffer losses in dealing with different types of weapons of length and shortness.

In a blink of an eye, the clothes and fabrics on the body should not tear more than ten large and small holes, and there were several missing places for the precious special double-cut blades.

"You're very good at fighting?"

The figure walking around looked at the front of the imperial sink in front of him, and reached out to hold a hammer handle wrapped in red rope from the side. The extremely heavy hammer body pressed against the road surface and made a rustling friction sound.

In front of the Yuhua Pool, he looked at the spherical hammer the size of a wheel on the ground. His calm face changed his expression.

Next second.

He hurriedly dodged, and the golden hammer of drum beat and slammed it down with a bang.

The asphalt pavement directly turned into shattering, and even the bricks and stones along the street next to it were affected, breaking and splashing, hitting the walls, and the road surface was full of crackling sounds.

The night wind swept countless dust, among the dim street lights.

The fat man, Ma Bang, and Miko on the roof rubbed her eyes hard.

Everyone's eyes were like hallucinations, and what they saw was the dark lights that were shining with black golden crowns, two short-winged pheasant hair, wearing chain armor and black satin tight robes, and carrying a golden hammer of drum beaters in one hand.

Then, it hit the ground and made a sound.
Chapter completed!