One sword, one sword, and one gun, these three attacks come from three different angles.

Even though these three people had never fought together, the tacit understanding of the moment they opened the door was directly exaggerated, blocking all counterattack routes from the black fog.

[Sin] I never expected that this first encounter was a sudden battle, and the first moment of this battle was such a powerful attack that struck the head.

However, in the face of such a sudden attack, [Sin] was not very panicked, but instead complained in his mind.

"Hey, this meeting is so unruly, isn't it too rude?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a bullet from Chen Xiao exploded on the black fog's face with a "boom!"!

In an instant, the black fog was shaken a little.

At the same time, the craftsman's flying sword has also arrived, and the target is the heart of the black fog.

With a "dou~", the sword tip actually made a sore sound of a sharp blade hitting the steel at the moment it collided.

I don’t know what kind of person is in the fog or what armor it is wearing, but based on this sound alone, I know that the opponent’s defense has reached a certain level.

But it’s not enough to be hard. [Craftsman] has been dealing with hard things almost all his life, including steel, rocks, magic weapons, and powerful weapons. What he has always done is to knock those hard things soft and pinch them into what he wants.

So with this shock, the craftsman turned into a meteor, and he didn't leave any way out for himself, and crashed into the black fog.

A heavy shoulder without a fancy opening remark brought about a buzzing sound across the cliffs.

The air waves brought out rushed into the open door, storing the surrounding room baffles.

However, even with such a brutal blow, the black shadow took a small step back due to inertia.

“Ha~”

The craftsman's stinky face, which was usually like facial paralysis, actually had a slightly smile.

This is something worth hitting...

After inheriting the nickname [Craftsman], he rarely found something that could move his muscles.

It’s like those people who spend their days in the gym, suddenly you stop exercising one day, and the muscles on their bodies will be sore and scratch their hearts and livers, and you wish you could even come up and beat the poles on the road.

Smashing things is addictive.

He didn't know how long he had been suppressing the craftsman's addiction, and he finally had a crush on it.

So, with this heavy shoulder-shock response, the craftsman immediately sat down, penetrated the black fog with one hand, and his other hand was at the farthest distance, and then-

"boom"!

The fist was like the moment the hydraulic press exploded, and it hit the place where the flying sword had just hit.

This is the other person's chest, and it should be the hardest part.

Of course, the craftsmen will not avoid such a part with the highest defense. Since they want to hammer, they must hammer the hardest part, otherwise what else is there!

So, the two fists were alternately, and they were hammering repeatedly in the same position without any fancy, and the speed became faster and faster. In less than a second, the roar was even more and there was no gap.

At this time, less than two seconds passed before the door opened.

Old Joey finally arrived.

Because he was wearing a mask, he was a little slow...

But it was just slow, and it had nothing to do with the knife he was about to slash.

This was spent in [Paradise] for many years. He had been extremely depressed. He didn't like that place, but was trapped in that place again... He was very angry.

After returning, he also knew that the initiator of all this should be this bastard hiding in the black fog.

"Old Joey--I don't like you!"

He roared in his heart... Of course, it was also because of the mask that this words did not make any sound. All the anger was concentrated on the blade!

Old Joey is angry!

Actually, when I think back, Old Joey never seemed to be angry, because most of the time, he was confused. When Ziliang pointed, he would just chop wherever he took the meat chopping knife.

He was lazy to think.

But... this time he was really angry.

The knife had accumulated countless years of resentment and finally found a vent!

It's simple and simple.

But the sound of the wind passing by instantly turned into a cry of thousands of ghosts. The ground under his feet began to shake, and then cracked inch by inch, and could not withstand the pressure of the blade. It cracked to both sides with a crack. The door opened directly faced the cliff, and with this knife, the cliff on the opposite side was almost torn apart!

Old Joey is really too angry.

"Click~"

With a broken sound, it was not Shan Yan, but Old Joey's mask. His head suddenly grew bigger in the moment the knife was slashed.

The craftsman in front was fighting hard, and suddenly, a terrifying force behind him made him stop the fist in his hand and look back.

"Damn..."

This time, even the calm craftsman couldn't help but swear, because he saw a sword wind like a broken sky and a sea slashing at him. Under the scorching friction that split the air, he actually vaguely saw a pig's head!

"Damn it! Even I'm chopping?"

The craftsman shouted, but he didn't have time to shout this sentence. He quickly dodged and avoided the scary knife.

The craftsman avoided it, but this did not mean that the black fog could be avoided. Under the crazy hammer of the craftsman, [Sin] still did not recover, and when he finally felt the next moment when his fists and feet stopped.

"Damn~?!"

He couldn't help but curse.

Then——When the bang was blown, the real person was hit by the sword wind, like a kite with a string falling off, and flew directly to the cliff behind him. That was not counting. The sword wind slashed on the cliff and continued to cut inward, pushing the sin directly into the cliff. It was a scarlet cut through the cliff. It was the lava melted by scorching heat.

During this process... Ziliang's compass had already started to sing like crazy.

Above, the [T-Mode] and [Jason's Mask] behind Old Joey directly shattered, and gradually merged into a huge Omega-level [Butterfight]!

"Damn~ Can you be so angry?"

Ziliang thought, and he even thought, being angry could really be so cruel, whether to throw Old Joey away for two years.

But no matter how I think about it, if this is really done, then when Old Joey comes out, I will probably be the one who cuts it.

Without further ado, Ziliang took advantage of the [Sin] being slashed into the mountains with a knife and quickly stepped forward to grab the door handle.

"Take Wayne back!"

He yelled!
Chapter completed!