"It's here." At this time, five men in black robes stood on it in a row on top of a wall.

The sun has set and the time for evil forces to move is coming. The members of the Dark Council are lined up. Although they have not taken action, they have made sufficient preparations and set off their posture. The most important thing is to highlight the qualities of a dark force and bring fear to the Cathedral, the righteous force.

"There are two rulings who are secretly protecting them, and it seems that they attach great importance to them." Hanshan layman saw through the defensive power of the villa at a glance and showed complete control of justice.

Ye Bei listened and knew that they did not pay attention to the defensive power of the cathedral in front of him. After all, there were many people in the dark, and kidnapping a pregnant woman was not a big challenge.

The collective action of the labor force mobilized the masses, and the five strong men attacked together, will surely win.

"There are two people in the villa, one of them is our goal." The Baron said: "Are you ready?"

At this time, all the residents of Tonghai were sleeping, and there were swaying candlelights in the villa, which could accurately know where the person inside was, because people moved with the candlelight and where the person was.

"Let's go!" said the Poison King: "Since you have already investigated it clearly, don't waste your time."

The evil forces are coming!

The Cathedral knew very little about the Dark Council, only knowing that it was an evil organization of a global nature. Neither Fang Hongying nor Ouyang Xing expected the Dark Council to appear again and appeared in front of them with absolute overwhelming strength.

A dark cloud and a slight fishy wind swept away the stars and brought threats.

The holy light became no longer sharp, because the dark forces came too suddenly, and five black shadows were lengthened on the ground. When the priest came to his senses, the enemy was already standing in the courtyard of the villa.

"Dark Council?!" The truth was revealed in a shocked tone. Fang Hongying did not expect that the bait did not catch the big fish, but instead the shark bit the hook.

Ouyang Xing was excited. The last time he missed the opportunity to face the Dark Council, but he didn't expect to finally meet him: "Haha, I've wanted to fight them a long time ago, to see if they are really that powerful."

At this moment, Ouyang Xing saw someone turning around. Although the other party's face was hidden under the hood, he could clearly feel that the enemy had discovered them: "It's indeed a good hand, exciting!" As he said that, his hand had reached towards the weapon beside him: "It seems that my old friend can roar happily."

Huh, Ouyang Xing’s old friend is a machine gun specially made by the Holy Sect. It looks like two machine guns are closed back to back together, so that they have double output. Of course, the weight is also doubled, but for Ouyang Xing, the weight of the two machine guns is nothing.

As the link slid, Ouyang Xing gained a foothold and held up his old friend with one hand: "The Holy Lord is above, give me the power to purify evil." He pulled the trigger with a smile.

A machine gun is six hundred bullets per minute. Now double the bullets are instantly released, and dense barrage covers every enemy.

This is the roar of the Holy Light!

Fang Hongying was ready to go, and the holy light injected a full metal red tassel spear through his palm. The holy light at the spear head was faintly: "The enemy is very strong, don't be careless."

Among the gunshots, there was only Ouyang Xing's laughter. He did not hear his response. He was enjoying the joy of venting bullets. There was nothing that could not be solved by a machine gun. If there were, then two.

The evil forces were acting. Faced with the fierce firepower, they were divided into two groups, one group of two people entering the villa, and the other three stayed outside to fight.

"I'll go to the villa." As soon as Fang Hongying finished speaking, there was no trace of people.

Dada dada dada...

In Ouyang Xing's eyes, one of them hid, the other two supported the internal strength of protecting their bodies, and at the same time sacrificed weapons.

They are all swordsmen? Seeing that both of them took out their weapons, Ouyang Xing was even more happy: "Times have changed, and they are still dancing swords and swords?"

The bullet hits the blade and makes a beautiful melody. This is not the masterpiece of any musician, but a natural sadness and touching feeling unique to the battlefield.

The sword technique flows, and the sword shadow weaves the network in the barrage. The real master dares to face the roar of the machine gun and is at ease.

Ouyang Xing also found that his opponents were indeed not ordinary people, and they were all masters with strong cultivation. It was difficult to defeat them by relying solely on firepower: "Holy Light..." The strong man was thick and thin. After a confrontation, he had already found that his opponent was difficult to deal with, so he used the Holy Light: "...Roar!"

In an instant, the holy light wrapped each bullet, which not only accelerated the speed of the bullet, but also increased the power, and the roar of the barrel became more and more fierce.

But the enemy was prepared for a long time, and the two sword techniques were flowing, and they turned into iron walls. The holy light hit the sword move and turned into nothing.

"I see how long you can last!" Ouyang Xing's weapon is specially made, and his bullet link is also lengthened, allowing him to shoot continuously for ten minutes. So far, he has never met anyone who can block his Holy Light shooting for ten minutes.

But just when Ouyang Xing felt victory was in sight, he suddenly felt a little uneasy behind him. Someone suddenly appeared behind him. It was a dead corner, within the range that could threaten his life. As a priest who had experienced many battles, he could not be unaware of the situation behind him. He could be sure that just a second ago, there was still no one behind him, and everything happened too suddenly.

It was too late to turn around, and Ouyang Xing could only burst out with a surging holy light: "Holy Light Protect!" All the remaining holy lights turned into defense, but they had no effect.

The holy light was torn apart, and Ouyang Xing could clearly feel that a terrible force passed through the power of the holy light that was concentrated on his back without any obstacles, through the bullet links on his back, and through his body.

When he lowered his head, he could see a strange sword blade of light coming out of his chest, without a trace of blood, and was cleaner than the holy light.

Although I don’t know why this happened, I couldn’t fall down: “Ah!” Ouyang Xing was furious and was about to turn the gun around. However, the people behind him were already empty and there were no enemies at all. He seemed to have been pierced by a ghost.

It's over, Ouyang Xing can be sure that he's over. He's confused for an invisible enemy. At this time, he finally knows that he's underestimated the treacherousness of the Dark Council, and that they have powers that they don't understand.

Two swords stabbed into each other, and Ouyang Xing fell into three swords, staining the courtyard with blood.

Ye Bei used the "Equation" given by Liu Changxia for the first time in actual combat to teleport for a short distance. He hid as soon as the battle started. When the enemy was focused, he teleported behind the enemy and gave the enemy a blow.

Although he could not see the expressions of Hanshan layman and Xinghe, Ye Bei could be sure that they were both shocked and sighed. After all, he used magical powers again, which further confirmed the identity of the master.
Chapter completed!