Jean Of Bright City 13

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"It's a very interesting speech, come and let me see if you are qualified!"

Witt leaned on his side, the long tai knife in his right hand held back, and the short tai knife in his left hand was holding, watching the guy in front of him quietly.

Frye has not acted yet, still thinking about how to attack. Among the seven gods, Frye has the most contact with Jean and Tang Yao, and has seen many battles between the two. Among the other four gods, Witt is strange to Fry. The only thing that is clear is that Witt has the ability to condense orange alienated cells into a solid blade. The sharpness of this blade can even reach the level of over-frequency vibration cutting weapons. It is terrible. Fry knows This is why the green **** power is used as a defense. The form 3 armor on the body is speed type, which is used in conjunction with Frye’s immature blue **** power. The head is clear, otherwise, even the armor belt will be cut into countless sections.

At this time, the wise man on the roof moved a little bit, leaning on the stairs down the roof, sweat oozing out, he almost fainted, everything just made him stunned, the kid who hunted him Not at all the opponent of the Orange God, but the ghost face that appeared in an instant made Becky's guy disappear. The subsequent battle made the wise men feel shocked, perhaps because of this stimulation, the wise men did not faint.

But the feeling at this time makes the wise man extremely uncomfortable. He only knows that the big things are not good, and he should not be affected. The ghost face should be the boss of the rioters.

The wise man was a little regretful at this time, because his own rashness led to the current situation, and his hands were almost scrapped. I am afraid that eating will become a problem in the next few months.

"What's wrong, don't you attack?"

Viter said as he leaned down, his feet tense, like orange arrows about to shoot, and orange particles were floating around his eyes.

"I want to ask you a question, Werther, do you feel satisfied with the splendid city you have built?"

"Of course I am not satisfied with the kid. If I am satisfied, I would be happy to live a leisurely pastoral life in the field. If you can do everything tonight and explain everything, I think the matter will be resolved, how?"

Fryhaha laughed, covering his abdomen.

"This joke is not funny at all."

At the moment when the voice just fell, purple particles flashed around Witt, but the Witt people had shot out and turned into an orange light, a loud noise, the ground behind Witt instantly sunk, and the air appeared in the air. Severe distortion and explosion.

With a light blue light, Fry greeted him, with purple particles flashing in his eyes. His perception ability has been increased to hundreds of times that of humans, and he clearly saw the attack trajectory of the double knife in Witt's hand.

Wow

Fry's short body flashed over Witt's slashing knife, but one of the helmet's horns was cut off, and he jumped towards the left, flashing another stab's assassination. With a bang, Fry was on the ground At that moment, the body was inserted into Witt's rib like a spring.

The green scab appeared on Frye's right fist, and Witt's eyes widened, and the orange scab condensed on the ribs was crushed directly after being hit hard.

boom

Wit's figure began to be unstable, and the right rib was directly punched by Fry. Violent purple particles began to suppress toward Wit, and orange particles overflowed from Wit's body surface in a large amount, fighting against the powerful purple particles. Induced thought motivation.

There was a crunch, a burst of fire ignited in the air, a burst of smoke, and Witt grinned, and his body was slightly out of balance.

Fletcher roared with a sound of Karma, one foot stepped forward, and with a loud noise, Witt flew out again. Fry's body surface overflowed with violent light blue particles, dancing wildly, his The body slammed out in an instant, and before Witt had fallen, Fry's hands shone with green thunder.

Witt widened his eyes.

"What the **** are you..."

boom

With a violent blow, Fry's eyes widened in excitement, his fists smashed fiercely from the side to the flying Witt's chest, and everything around him was instantly torn apart with the green thunder Broken, a large number of broken pieces of mud and sand seemed to be caught in the huge meat grinder, and turned into dust.

Poof

Witt spit out blood, and the whole person flew out, constantly hitting a house, flying for a few hundred meters before stopping, rolling over the ground several times and planting it on the wall of a house .

The house collapsed with a rumbling sound. Witt shook his head and climbed out of the ground. Two large pieces were recessed in his chest. The bones and blood were crushed. The corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

call

Fry moved again with the light blue particles, and his fists slammed towards Witt, but at this time, Fry seemed to feel that something was wrong. After he hit a few punches and Witt defended, He flipped backwards, his hands supported the ground, and fell to the ground. Orange particles appeared all around, and the green scabs on Fry's body began to condense.

"It is true that you can use these three powers of God, and even I doubt that you can use the other four powers, but it is a pity that these three powers of you are too weak. I don’t know how many times we have met, little kid, do you want to see what is the power of God?"

Frye felt a tightness in his chest when he stood up. He raised a hand and looked at a scratch on the armor. His arm was almost cut off. In retrospect, he was scratched when he just hit Witt. But how did the other party do it?

"I'm sorry, I don't want to see it, besides, do you really dare to liberate the power of God in this place? Witt."

"It looks like you know everything about us."

Witt looked at the ghost face in front of him, but immediately smiled.

"I think it's better that you still be careful behind you."

Fry's eyes widened and he shot an arrow at the left.

A loud bang, accompanied by a burst of huge heavy objects, the ground seemed to be hit by a meteor. The instantaneous violent air flow ripped everything around, and a huge body stood up slowly, sizzling A black lightning flashed around Casimoduo's body, and Mo Xiaola was lying on Casimoduo's back, coughing and panting constantly.

"It's really time to be Mo Xiaolao. I will hand it over to you. Don't tell anyone about me being here."

Witt pressed his sore chest and grinned at the ghost face not far away.

1 minute ago...

On the top floor of a 20-story building 500 meters away from North Third Street in District 101, Kasimodo stood on the edge of the rooftop. Mo Xiaola was lying on his back. There were people around him, and he had begun to evacuate the neighborhood. Residents within 500 meters.

"You can start."

Kasimodu nodded, Mo Xiaola took off the blindfold of his right eye in an instant, purple particles began to cover the entire roof, black particles overflowed from the surface of Kasimodu's body, Mo Mola felt When a powerful force of thought is pressing on the house, the ground has begun to crack, and Mo Xiaola's eyes widened, using his own mind to suppress this violent thought.

Casimo's field of vision at this moment seemed to be passing by a high-definition camera quickly at a low altitude. A grain of sand on the street was clearly collected in his eyes. The field of vision began to spread and improve. Glanced at everything around, the whole building began to withstand the huge pressure, cracks appeared on the walls, glass windows burst, Mo Xiaola grinned, she didn’t expect this guy to be so motivated, she was about to suppress Can't hold it anymore.

Casimodo's vision is still spreading. The shape of the keyhole on the door five or six kilometers away, the number of screws on the door, and everything can be seen.

Gradually, the whole building has completely cracked, about to burst, and the purple particles completely cover the surroundings of the building. Mo Xiaola breathed out his own thoughts and suppressed it, which is about to destroy the crazy thoughts of the building.

"Not yet? Did you find it?"

Mo Xiaola shouted, and suddenly Casimodo turned to the south, and ran quickly.

"Over there...someone...fighting!"

"Can you go directly?"

Kasimodu nodded, Mo Xiaolao raised his mouth, smiling with excitement, Kasimodu bowed his body, leaned forward, his legs bent, black particles violently clouded around Kasimodu Around, the noise rang loudly, and the black thunder flashed.

boom

With the sound of a burst of sound, the entire building burst into bursts under great pressure, and Kasimodo carried Mo Xiaolao like a cannonball and flew to the odorous area seven kilometers away.

right now

Fry looked quietly at Casimodo and Mo Xiaola with a grin.

"Master Wit, why are you here?"

"Old man.... dying...."

Casimodo looked back and looked at Mo Xiaola.

"Okay, I know. I will find a way to make the old man feel more comfortable. You have to find a way to beat the guy in front of you and bring it back."

Casimodo looked at Mo Xiaola inquiringly, and Mo Xiaola instantly understood what this simple guy meant.

"Just let go and I'll approve, and the Lord God next to you is also present. Your idiot boss is still in the sky. Anyway, tonight, all losses are to be responsible for the jean bastard, hahaha!"

Fry looked quietly at the 2.5-meter giant Kasimodo, who suddenly came over without even feeling the other party. How did he come?

At this point Fry noticed the distant place and raised a large area of ​​dust, and immediately his eyes widened.

"From......."

Before Fry finished speaking, he saw a fist bigger than his head and hit him.

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