The moment Zhou Ming blinked, Song Zongming rushed towards Zhou Ming like a pounced cheetah!

In just a blink of an eye, the opponent is approaching!

Zhou Ming pulled out the weapons he had stuck on the ground before, one for each hand, and then there was a continuous sound of metal collision, the fire wind was howling, and the tongues of fire kept licking Zhou Ming's skin.

The ice layer covering Zhou Ming's skin melted and froze, the almost overlapping sword strikes sounded, and the sparks caused by metal friction were indistinct in the flames.

Song Zongming's expression was slightly surprised. He moved as fast as lightning, and the narrow kitchen knife exploded with astonishing power in his hand. Even Zhou Ming's double knives could only barely defend against such a fierce attack.

"You won't get burned? Do you have any magic tools on you?" Song Zongming murmured to himself.

He hasn't seen through Zhou Ming's hidden ice trick yet.

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth. From the beginning, he relied solely on instinctive reactions to fight, but gradually adapted to the fierce rhythm of hand-to-hand combat. His brain seemed to have regained its ability to think.

Pull horizontally with your left hand and chop vertically with your right hand!

The two knives in both hands crossed each other at an interval that was too short to be recognized, so that Song Zongming's kitchen knife could not continuously deflect his second attack. The effect of this clever counterattack was remarkable, and the distance was finally opened.

An inch long is strong, an inch short is dangerous. It is best to keep the distance above the length of a kitchen knife and within the range of your own long knife!

Amidst the clanging sound of iron, Zhou Ming saw a blond figure running out of the incomplete house in the rear and running along the side path toward the outside of the town. That was Song Zongming's wife!

usable!

Zhou Ming quietly moved his position and approached the hostage.

"It has nothing to do with her."

Suddenly a wall of fire was built between Zhou Ming and the woman, and then Song Zongming moved to block Zhou Ming's way. His expression was still calm and calm. Through his pupils, Zhou Ming could not see the madness in his imagination.

The distance between him and the opponent was shortened again. Song Zongming's free hand retracted slightly. In an instant, the airflow around him seemed to be rewinding towards him. Zhou Ming's heart thumped, and he gave up blocking without hesitation and chose full speed.

Back off!

The next second, high temperatures were everywhere! The wind was blazing!

The light that could almost blind people's eyes flashed wildly, the air expanded violently, and the ferocious shock wave knocked out the outer walls of the buildings on both sides of the street into broken cracks. Amidst the sound of the glass shattering, the ordinary residents hiding inside screamed in fear.

They were screaming. They couldn't escape before, but now they can't even stay away.

The explosion range expanded to fifteen meters, and all combustible materials within a radius of fifteen meters were burning. The fire illuminated the night as brightly as day, and in the rising heat, the area turned into a purgatory on earth.

In the middle of the sea of ​​fire, amid the rising flames, Song Zongming stood upright with his upper body exposed.

His clothes were burned to ashes, revealing a strong body covered with scars. No one would have thought that a man with such a gentle appearance could have such a wild body.

"It's over." Song Zongming looked ahead and said expressionlessly.

He knew that the blow just now was enough to kill Zhou Ming. From the fight just now, it can be seen that Zhou Ming is not a conjurer. Although the close combat is not bad, it is not comparable to him.

It's overwhelming for a hermit.

"Um?"

Song Zongming suddenly frowned and noticed something strange.

Directly in front, a transparent wall shone in the firelight, like a piece of glass.

What it is?

Song Siming's pupils suddenly dilated, it turned out to be a wall of ice!

"call--"

Behind the ice wall, Zhou Ming took a deep breath slowly.

The next second, he stood up, and the airflow around him violently vibrated. Fierce cold air burst out from his body. A circle of white ice mist was like scattered dust, extinguishing the surrounding ground fire. The brightness of the street instantly dropped by several levels.

From day to night.

Song Zongming opened his eyes wide and stared at the other party in disbelief. The shock in his heart could not be expressed in words.

This guy is also a spellcaster! Why is he using spells now?

"There's really no way."

Zhou Ming pulled out his frozen hand from the ice wall, slowly walked around the ice wall, and returned to the opponent's sight.

There was a burn on his shoulder, and there was a faint chill steaming from his body.

As Zhou Ming walked out, the ground was covered with white frost, and six-sided ice flowers bloomed. The ice blanket spread around Zhou Ming's feet, and the dim moon coated the ice blanket with a layer of blue light.

Standing in the center of the blue light, your whole body is illuminated by ice light and moonlight.

He raised his head and his eyes collided with Song Zongming's.

"Let's begin." Zhou Ming said softly.

…

On a higher roof in the distance, Crow and Yin stood side by side, watching the battle between Zhou Ming and Song Zongming from a distance.

"It's really extraordinary. It has a spell range of fifteen meters. According to standard estimates, it is also an intermediate level among A-level spellcasters, close to the upper level." Yin folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at the battlefield with stern eyes.

.

"So this time you are not actually here to see me, but you are here to see him."

"Yes, he is the one I am observing." Yin said calmly.

"No wonder."

The lens of Crow's mask shone slightly in the moonlight, and no one could see her expression behind the mask.

But Yin could guess how shocked Crow Crow was. The graduates she led were fighting a very dangerous conjurer, but she was stopped here by herself, the mourner, and watched coldly.

"Are you surprised?" Silver asked.

"It's not bad." Crow answered casually, making it hard to tell whether it was true or false, but Yin directly regarded this as false.

"That kid obviously has spells, but he chose hand-to-hand combat at the beginning. He didn't start using spells until he was in a desperate situation. It's clear what his intentions are, right? He originally wanted to hide his trump card and has been waiting for your support."

"What is his suspicion?"

"I can't tell irrelevant people, but because it's you, I'll make an exception. I'm investigating a serial murder case. Among the three deceased found so far, one is the guy's elementary school teacher, and the other was when he graduated from the investigation.

Landlord who rents a house.”

"Are there any clues pointing to him?"

"The murderer did his job very cleanly, unimaginably cleanly. Apart from unreliable information such as the interpersonal network, there are no other clues. But now that it is confirmed that he has spells, it is naturally more suspicious. A person who can compete with an A-level spellcaster,

And someone who wants to hide his rank... is suspicious, right?"

Wu Wu didn't answer the question. She didn't think Zhou Ming was a person who was out of control. Zhou Ming had very good qualities, emotional stability, toughness, keen intuition, and was very smart. He didn't look like someone who was out of control.

In his many years of work, Crow Crow has seen many people who are out of control. In the process of losing control of their minds to losing control of their behavior, their thinking will undergo huge changes. The appearance of losing their sanity cannot be easily disguised.

"He shouldn't have lost control." Crow said something she shouldn't have said from her position.

Yin turned to look at Crow, and casually changed his explanation: "Maybe he didn't lose control, he was just a murderer. In any case, I understand him better."

After saying that, Yin patted Crow on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you might not be able to see him in the future anyway, so don't worry."

Yin turned his gaze to the battlefield in the distance, and his eyes gradually narrowed.
Chapter completed!