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Chapter 1241 Lead Flame

Full of killing machine style!

Seeing the metallic flames twining around him, as if the shape of the long knife itself was constantly moving, he was filled with admiration.

This move is even more obvious, it is the legendary "Star Law" similar to Amira.

As expected, the members of the religious sect each have their own strengths, and this person's insights seem to be completely prepared for hunting.

In addition, whether it is killing or hunting, sword oil enchantment is not uncommon, but from Fu Qian's point of view, this strange-looking flame should not only bring about burning.

At this moment, although he never spoke, the series of actions of the sect's hunter were undoubtedly extremely oppressive.

The direct result was that the lady in the nightgown next to her turned pale. She no longer bothered to discuss the logical loopholes with Fu Qian and stared at the footsteps of this God of Death.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Did you do all this?"

But this guy's starting move is still the same, with three consecutive hits of question marks in an instant.

Unfortunately, not everyone is as approachable as Fu Qian.

What responded to this lady was a long and narrow blade that spanned more than five meters and went straight to her forehead. It was even accompanied by a strange surging feeling of fluid.

The hunter struck so decisively that he didn't even say hello to the person standing next to him, not caring whether he would be accidentally injured.

Fortunately, as an art practitioner, Fu Qian was very particular about keeping a distance from the nightgown lady.

The specific standard for distance is to ensure that in most cases, you will not be splashed with blood.



Facts have proved that Brother Hunter is cold and reliable.

The slash that seemed to be able to tear everything apart was at just the right distance, but in the end it just passed by, dazzling everyone.

"Are you crazy?"

The woman in the nightgown screamed, and when she reappeared, she was already several meters away.

"My name is Harriet. Are you a hunter of the cult? Are you so crazy that you attack innocent people?"

Sister, are you too involved in your role?

Seeing that this person still kept asking questions three times in a row, Fu Qian sighed inwardly.

After all, the skill he used to dodge the knife just now clearly has nothing to do with innocent people.

Of course, it's possible that you're just not used to it yet.

For example, they were originally innocent people, but they just changed recently?

Complaints are complaints. Before paying, I still read the audience's self-cultivation well and politely said nothing.

Harriet, the lady in the nightgown, had no time to speak. After missing a single blow, the hunter's blade continued without pause, as if he would never stop fighting.

If he hadn't moved around in a way that was completely contrary to common sense and even physics, this person would have been killed long ago.

Even so, his dodge under pressing pressure eventually reached his limit.

As the hunter thrust forward with a fearless thrust, one of Harriet's arms was finally hit firmly.

boom!

There was a heavy explosion, and Harriet's figure flew backwards as if being hit by a cannonball, smashing several display windows facing the street along the way.

Is it really like waving a ball of molten lead?

This was like a hammering scene, which made Fu Qian deeply interesting.

As a bystander, he can naturally see more details. The moment it hit the human body, the surging feeling during the swing of the long knife also changed accordingly.

It was as if he had found an outlet and burst into flames, bringing an extremely heavy impact.

But in contrast, the previous pursuit was extremely agile and ruthless, and was not affected by this terrifying quality at all.

The laws brought by this starry sky, the truth is often beyond common sense and does not make sense.

And with the strike, the death steps of the sect's hunter did not pause at all, and directly followed him into the messy shadow.

The first strange sound of gunfire started again, and bright arcs of lightning flashed. This man still maintained his good habit of using his gun to clear the way.

And this flash of light also illuminated his figure flying out.

Before the hunter's body even hit the ground, he suffered the same fate as his prey. He was swept out by something, collapsing an arch behind him and sending bricks and stones flying.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, but this one didn't seem to be affected at all, and he quickly rushed out and ran straight to this side.



Just say you don’t need to follow me to see it.

I was very satisfied with this situation before paying.

The reason why the hunter chased him here was very simple. As he was kicked away, a blood-stained figure jumped out of the broken window, and his destination was also here.

But in comparison, Harriet looked much miserable.

The incredible force attached to the knife that hit the arm just now shattered the sleeve of the robe and the entire flesh and blood of the right arm, and the broken bones were clearly visible.

However, this fatal injury for ordinary people did not even have much impact on her speed. She was still running towards her as fast as flying.

It seems to be really flying.

The sudden increase in speed successfully blew the hem of the large robe.

Under the starlight, you could clearly see that the pair of naked legs were not only not moving, they were not even touching the ground.

Coupled with the somewhat weird body angle, it looks like someone is holding this body from behind, moving around to avoid attacks.

He even threw himself into his arms at this moment.



He didn't move before paying, because he knew quite well what Harriet wanted to do.

What happened just now was actually very simple. The hunter of the Order lured him over, then locked the target and launched a direct attack. However, he was not subdued with one blow, but was trapped inside by the counterattack.

His target took advantage of this time difference and pretended to be an innocent person who had been awakened, and slipped out of the building next door.

And just like he saw through Harriet's role the first time, he also knew the intention of the role the first time.

Obviously, this special hunting dimension is not so easy to break through, otherwise she would have escaped long ago.

If you accidentally find yourself in a dangerous situation and are pursued by powerful enemies, there are not many available methods. Taking hostages is undoubtedly a strategy worth considering.

In particular, although it is a bit difficult to understand, there really is an innocent person who accidentally entered the hunting scene.

The only purpose of her nonsense at close range with her just now was to confirm the danger and the degree of innocence.

As for the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, I decisively followed her wishes and looked pure.

So the final result is that even if these two people are successful, as long as one of them does not die suddenly on the spot, there is a high probability that they will come back.

"Don't come here, otherwise he will be dead!"

While he was thinking, a sharp blade exuding cold air was already pointed at his neck.

Harriet used her good hand to perform a substandard hostage-taking gesture and stared coldly at the pursuing hunter.

In addition to her posture no longer concealing it, even her voice became seductive, as if there was a suppressed gasp in her throat.


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