Alan looked around and saw a total of five killers. There were two people on the right side of the wall and two people on the back of the alley. On the left side of the street lamp, there was a person squatting. The Origin Energy level was around Level 10. They were dressed differently, or guns or knives, and did not seem to co from the sa organization. At this mont, an imposing aura suddenly rose. In the shadow of the alley in front of Allen, a figure appeared from the shadow as if it was floating in water.
He wore a shirt and trousers, a faceless mask, and only a pair of eyes. He was bare-handed, but his Origin Energy was the strongest amongst the crowd. Alan could intuitively judge the Origin Energy radiance circulating around him.
They seed to have sealed off Allen's advance and retreat, but the left side was obviously weaker, and there were many winding and complicated streets in that direction. If he wanted to escape, this direction was obviously ideal. At this mont, the aura of the masked man in front of him rose again, giving Alan trendous pressure. He subconsciously wanted to choose the left side as the breakthrough point, but his heart suddenly stirred.
The masked man seed to have deliberately forced him back in that direction. If that was the case, there should be other arrangents on the left, or reinforcents!
There was indeed what Allen thought, because these assassins had hastily laid down a killing plan. They hadn't reached the perfect level of deploynt and manpower mobilization, and now, reinforcents were rushing over from the streets on the left. If Alan chose that direction as his breakthrough point, he would fall into a trap. Like a moth falling into a spider web, it will only sink deeper and deeper in the end.
The masked man was the strongest part of the crowd. He exuded an imposing aura and deliberately revealed a flaw of insufficient manpower on his left side, forcing Alan to jump into the trap himself. However, Allen saw through this and imdiately made a decision.
He first made a gesture of wanting to pounce to the left, causing the killers to make sufficient preparations, then suddenly rushed forward, actually wanting to use the strongest point in the killing ga as a breakthrough point.
Obviously, the killers did not expect the target to make such a choice. All of their preparations and actions did not take this into account, so their reactions were all slow. By the ti they reacted to Ouroboros' pursuit, Alan had already thrown them away by at least a dozen ters, creating a one-on-one fight between him and the masked man.
Even if this was only temporary, it wouldn't take more than three seconds.
Alan knew that he had to grasp this opportunity. The person in front of him was the strongest. But precisely because of this, he would often ignore himself and not make any more arrangents in his direction. Thus, as long as he passed this trial, Allen's chances of escaping would be greatly increased.
"You're courting death!" The masked man snorted, his voice slightly hoarse and aged. It was obvious that he was already a little old.
He didn't back down and imdiately surged with Origin Energy as he punched Ellen's chest. As soon as the fist tip moved, it imdiately pulled out several ribbons of Origin Energy. The ribbons of light intertwined, forming a ball of Origin Energy light that was like a cannonball. It was aid at forcing Alan back.
Alan inhaled, stopped, spun, and slid forward! A series of movents were perford like flowing clouds and flowing water, bypassing the ball of Origin Energy light that ca from the chest imprint. At the sa ti, the demon praised the saber light and slashed towards the masked man's fist.
The ball of Origin Energy light that Alan avoided caused the killers chasing after him to be in a hurry.
The dagger cut through the air, and halfway through the passage, Allen's origin energy light surged, and the pattern of the "prairie blade" on his forehead lit up. With a shout, the devil's praise was wrapped in high-temperature flas. As a result, a crescent moon slash turned into a Flaming Moon slash halfway, and its power was more than a thousand kiloters away!
Behind the mask, the pupils of his eyes contracted. The man turned his fist into a palm and slapped towards the incoming Raging Moon Wheel. A large amount of Origin Energy radiance spread out from his hand, causing the Flaming Moon Fla to dim. As the masked man's palm shrank, the flas on the devil's praise had a tendency to be extinguished.
This was the first ti Allen had encountered the Fla Moon Slash. His eyes lit up, and the prairie blade also flickered with light. After Allen advanced, the design had undergone a subtle change. The flas wrapped around the sword spread out a little bit more than before. At this mont, the fla patterns flashed across a circle of light.
Alan activated his second ability, Vibration!
Hands grasped firmly.
As the Origin Energy shrank, the masked man felt that the flas on Allen's dagger were not extinguished as he had imagined. Instead, they began to vibrate violently! The flas grew brighter and brighter. After two seconds of vibrations, the Flaming Moon exploded! The trendous impact shattered the masked man's hand, and the flaming shockwave fiercely smashed into his body, sending him flying and crushing a section of the wall on the side.
Allen used the impact of the explosion to bounce up high. When he reached the highest point, he descended in a parabola and instantly swept over a distance of twenty ters.
"Stop him!" The masked man shouted and pushed away the rubble that was pressing down on him.
On the other side, Alan had already landed on the ground, but a sense of danger surged in his heart. He stepped on the spinning step and spun around like a top. A string of flas brushed past his feet, but an assassin threw out a line of fire with a miniature submachine gun.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining four killers had already approached. One of them was the fastest, and his legs were wrapped in a ball of jade origin energy as he ran, as if it was the blessing of so kind of ability. He ran up the wall and jumped into the air. He clearly didn't have anything to borrow in the air, but he stepped into the void and made a circle of Qi. He quickly flew over Alan's head and landed in front of him, blocking Alan's path.
At this ti, the masked man had already stood up. However, the palm that he had just grabbed Flaming Moon's was charred black, but it was shocked by Flaming Moon's explosion. His eyes were filled with anger as he clenched his fists and chased after him.
The four assassins pounced on Allen at the sa ti. However, there was no tacit understanding between them, so their movents interfered with each other, and they were unable to achieve the purpose of the siege. In Alan's eyes, he thought to himself, these people must have been recruited on a temporary basis, and they all ca from the sa background. Such an advantage is that it is very difficult to identify the employer afterwards, but the disadvantage is that there is no tacit understanding and there are many flaws in the co-operation as at present.
The Devil's Praise was pulled behind him, taking advantage of his burning ability. Alan twisted his waist and spun around. The dagger pulled out a fla wheel with its flas. The flas shot out, burning people with heat, forcing the four killers to stop and avoid Allen's "Fla Corridor".
"Bastard!" The masked man cursed inwardly. He was the strongest, and his gaze was the oldest. He could tell that although Allen's attack range covered his own 360-degree space, it was not as powerful as the Flaming Moon Slash because of its vast attack range. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to hire famous assassin organizations because of so misgivings, so he could only find so new or infamous assassins.
Originally, he hadn't thought that these killers would be of much use. As long as they could conceal themselves and delay, the masked man was already very satisfied. But now, the weaknesses of these killers were completely exposed, giving Allen a blow that had no power, and forcing away a move that lacked destructive power.
The killer who had been pushed away by the corridor of blazing flas imdiately resolved the encirclent. And because they didn't know each other, there was no tacit understanding, and there was no way to retreat. Two of them even accidentally collided, giving Allen a chance to retaliate.
Alan was the first to pounce on the fastest killer, and the devil's praise flashed in front of his eyes with the remaining flas from the fire. Forced by the heat of the flas, the killer couldn't help but close his eyes in pain. In that instant, his chest went cold, but Alan's dagger pierced into his heart. When the dagger was pulled out, it brought out a string of blood droplets.
The amount of blood loss was surprisingly small, and the blood droplets floating in the air seed to be pulled by an invisible gravitational force. With a flick of his finger, he gathered it towards the blade that the devil praised and seeped into the blade. Thus, the devil gemstone at the end of the dagger lit up a little.
Another killer pounced silently.
The saber in his hand slashed at Allen sharply, and the timing was precisely the mont Allen's dagger was pulled out of the corpse.
The tide ebbs and flows, and so does the will of the mind. Allen had just killed a person, but his killing intent had faded slightly. The killer had grasped the right opportunity and had a deep understanding of the path of assassination. Alan took a deep breath and retreated. However, he was still sliced across his chest by the blade. His jacket imdiately split open and he spat out so blood. Alan kept retreating and directly crashed into the arms of another killer behind him.
He took advantage of the tremor and Origin Energy surging in his opponent's body. Allen stabbed his dagger and stabbed it into his chin. He turned around and pulled down, cutting his throat. Similarly, under the blade of the devil's praise, the amount of blood the killer coughed out from his body was exceptionally small.
A trace of pure life force was injected into Allen's body through the devil's praise, allowing him to replenish the Origin Energy he had consud as a result of the dramatic battles. Allen's heart, which had been beating so hard, slowed down, and he was refreshed. With a pull of his arm, he pushed the corpse forward, blocking the line of sight of the knife-wielding killer in front of him.
The masked man chased after Alan after killing two killers in a flash of lightning and thunder. Alan had already leapt over a fence. A shuttle of bullets chased after him and swept across the wall. The impact caused the wall to splash with rubble, but it interfered with the masked man's movents and slowed him down a bit. The masked man was furious, but he didn't have the ti to scold the idiot who fired the gun. He jumped over the fence with the assassin who was holding the saber one after the other.
However, the masked man leapt several ters across the wall and swept towards the street behind the wall. There was no Allen on the street. He suddenly felt sothing. He turned around and saw Allen squatting in a corner. At this mont, the saber-wielding assassin had just flipped over the wall. Before the masked man could warn him, Allen's figure had already exploded. The dagger flashed past the light of death, brushing past the unprepared assassin and returning to the original alley.
As for the knife-wielding killer, he had already turned into a corpse when he fell to the ground. Only then did the masked man land on the ground, and his heart was filled with rage. In such a situation, Allen was actually ordered to kill three people in a row. No matter how strong he was, because he wasn't as agile and agile as Allen, he lagged behind step by step. On the contrary, Allen had grasped the rhythm of the battle, causing him to fall into a disadvantageous situation where he was led by the nose by the youth.
As the masked man turned around, gunshots rang out from behind the fence. It was obvious that Alan and the remaining killers had already exchanged blows. But when he climbed over the fence, the battle was over. Apart from the assassin with the submachine gun who had dodged a bullet because of the distance, the four assassins who had surrounded Allen had all been taken down. The corners of the masked man's eyes caught sight of Alan entering a low-rise window. He snorted and chased after him, vowing to kill this unexpectedly powerful youth!
Reviews
All reviews (0)