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Chapter 147 Weapon Master

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    The broken wire bounced off the ground, and the three-meter-high lamppost was carried upside down from the side of the street to the middle of the road. Opposite him, three tall figures were also walking forward.  Each of them held a weapon, and the leader was a tall and strong man, who slammed a shield with two keys on one side and a scepter emblem in the middle on the asphalt road.

    Among the other two, one has short hair and holds a knight's spear, and the last one has long blond hair hanging down his shoulders. He folds his hands and presses the hilt of his sword. The wide sword reflects the light from the surroundings like a mirror.

    It happens to form the Holy Shield, Holy Spear, and Holy Sword.

    Wang Ruhu stood at the entrance of the alley with his hands behind his back and watched from a distance, not intending to go out. He had probably heard something about his cousin Xia Yi, so he just took this opportunity to take a look, but somehow he provoked the Holy See.

    Just the moment I was thinking about it.

    On the long street, the cold light of the weapons, the lights in the distance, and the figures walking on both sides all intertwined in the blink of an eye. In his field of vision, Xia Yi waved the street lamp like a wild dragon dancing, and every time there was a sound of wind and thunder, there was a crash.  On the shield, pressing the shield against the body of the paladin behind him, there was a loud bang.

    The man behind the holy shield stumbled back to the side of the street and leaned against the street lamp. The lamp post was dented to the other side in an instant.

    The holy spear and the holy sword attacked together, and Xia Yi did not move his body over there. The lamp post spinning in his hand whirled into several large circles, and the afterimages that were drawn, all smashed into the two pieces that were stabbed and chopped.  Weapon block

    After being hit by a blow to the Knight of the Holy Shield on the side of the street, the weapon in his hand flashed with light. The moment Xia Yi turned the lamppost and hit back with his hand, the Holy Knight with the shield rushed across the sky, and a shield like light and shadow stood on the ground.  Standing up, there was a loud bang, the shield-shaped light and shadow dissipated, and the sound of metal exploding resounded through the long street.

    The waving lampposts were all broken in two by this heavy blow, while the three paladins on the opposite side huddled together and flew upside down, falling to the street, rubbing against the ground for a few meters before stopping.

    However, it was as if nothing happened, and they got up from the ground again. The shocking air waves just tore through the uniforms of the three teachers, and there were patterns of their weapons on the exposed skin.

    Wang Ruhu faintly felt that the qi, blood and strength of these three people began to climb upwards at this moment. If you compare it with numerical values, it was sixty before, but now it has reached one hundred and twenty.

    "The different abilities of the weapon" He frowned, watching the siege of the three in the distance, he still had no choice but to take Xia Yi, "Their abilities are similar, and so is Xia Yi."

    Right there, Xia Yi took advantage of his strength to jump to the side of the street, and when he pulled out a lamp post and rushed forward, his subordinates rushed over at the end of the street.  Meet, say, the bald, middle-aged man who manipulates metal that falls from the sky.

    'It seems that my cousin is quite powerful.  '

    Over there, the three paladins of the Holy See saw that there were many people on the other side, and even many people rushed over. They muttered a few words in Latin, and they didn't know what they said, and ran quickly towards another long street with their weapons in hand.  , quickly disappearing into the darkness.

    'It looks like Jayden is here too.  '

    Wang Ruhu looked behind his cousin's group, and several cars were coming. He was not interested in continuing to look, and his eyes immediately followed the direction where the three disappeared. The corners of his mouth grinned, revealing his white teeth.

    On the long street, Xia Yi, who was talking with Jayden, seemed to have noticed something, turned his head, looked at a dark alley in the distance, and then turned back, the young man in the wheelchair said a few words coldly, and then led people  leave

    Los Angeles, immersed in the night, is full of lights, and there are also quiet streets, with few pedestrians, and most of the people who pass by occasionally look in a hurry.

    I live in an empty unfinished apartment in the suburbs. There is a faint light coming from the dark and tattered window frames. Three figures are kneeling against the wall and clasping their hands together. Facing the three weapons in front of them, they are silently chanting  holy word.

    This is exactly why the three church saints who intercepted and attacked Xia Yi just now received orders to come from Europe for reasons unknown to others, and wanted to bring Xia Yi back to the church.  Knowing that the opponent's strength is much stronger than what he knew when he came here.

    Fortunately, he was able to escape safely with the sacred weapon in his hand.

    The man in the lead finished praying, saw that the marks on the mottled shield surface had faded, and was restored as new, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he got up and walked to the house inside.  However, the next second, the two of them heard a loud bang coming from the other side of the room.

    Both of them opened their eyes and got up together. Bricks mixed with dust surged out of the broken wall, and they blurted out in Latin.

    "Xia Yi?" "It's not him"

      The dust drifted away, filled the dust, and gradually revealed a tall figure holding the burly paladin in mid-air with one hand, walked to the door, stepped on a brick on the ground, and twisted the palm of his hand, 'crack'  With a crisp sound, the paladin tilted his head and his struggling limbs hung down.

    The body was thrown to the ground with a bang, and Wang Ruhu's oppressive body walked over, "Thinking about my cousin?"

    "ah¡ª¡ª"

    Seeing the death of their companion, the remaining two paladins took up their respective weapons and attacked together. However, there were two "bang bang" sounds, and the tip of the sword and spear were nailed to the opponent's chest and abdomen without even sinking into the flesh.  .

    The two raised their faces, and what caught their eyes was the ferocious face with thick beards, grinning sneerly at them.

    In the deep night, soon, two shrill screams rushed to Ye Yun

    As time passed, the east was turning white, and the morning sun pushed the dark silhouette, wrapping the city that had been quiet all night.

    ? As the sun rose in the silent clubhouse, crowds of people talking, yelling, and whistling gathered in the empty field and audience seats. Some people pulled banners and waved them to encourage the promising players.

    In the midst of the noise, Xia Yi, who was sitting on the gatekeeper's platform, looked at three different weapons on the red carpet in front of the sofa with a serious expression.

    The gold-rimmed large shield with the religious emblem printed on it, the wide and long silver-white holy sword, and the last one is a conical long-bodied Western-style lance, which was the weapon that attacked the three of them last night.

    Originally, he was worried about causing trouble to the US military and the organizer, so he gave up chasing and killing. Unexpectedly, someone had already solved him for him.

    And what worries him is the person who solves the enemy for him.

    On the brown-red coffee table, there was a note written in Chinese characters, which probably told Xia Ye not to thank him, but to talk to him when he had time.

    Xia Yi took the note and crumpled it into a ball. Seeing the doubtful eyes of his subordinates, he smiled and leaned against the sofa, stretched his arms flat, hit the back of the sofa, raised his face and let out a sigh of relief.

    "Originally, I didn't want to see my cousin so early. It seems that he can't wait."

    Below, the referee's whistle blew, and the rematch on the third day began again at this time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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