"Dangma, get out of there!"

A little stunned, Shangjo finally reacted under the reminder of Intix, he saw the red light spot at the crater gradually shifting, this should be the auxiliary sight of a long-range weapon, really, the crisis encountered for so long is not magic or superpowers, Shangjo really didn't expect that he would one day face the human thermal weapon.

Fortunately, Shangjo has now seriously practiced the two sets of magic modified boxing techniques that Fang Hong taught him, although there is no warm airflow in the body after practicing as said in the movie, but the effort will always be rewarded, and an hour of exercise every day, Shangjo's physical fitness has undoubtedly increased a lot.

I have to say that the lazy donkey rolling trick is simply an escape skill, Shangjo has no teacher, and directly used this trick that Fang Hong is best at, and also grabbed the same stunned Sister Ossola by the way, and the two rolled into the car together.

"I'm sorry, Ossara!"

I have to say that there is one thing that Shangjo does much better than Fang Hong, and that is calmness.

Even in the face of the sniping of modern thermal weapons, although Kamijo was scared to death, but his movements did not stop at all, he took off the linen travel bag from his back, raised his hand and threw it into the sky, the nervous attackers in the distance subconsciously deviated from the scope, and again accompanied by a huge gunshot, the impact of the travel bag brought out by the bullet was instantly torn apart, and the various food and items contained in it were scattered all over the ground.

"Intix, come here. ”

Taking advantage of the other party's attraction, Kamijo bowed his calves, and his tense muscles bounced away in an instant, rushing directly to Intix on the other side like a spring. Get up, throw the bag, push it to Intix, and then hide in the car again, the whole set of actions is smooth, as if it has been tempered a thousand times.

The gunner's weapon is not supposed to be a high-powered type, and the opponent's sniping level is not necessarily superb, and Uejo is very aware of this.

The high-intensity burst in an instant still put a lot of pressure on Kamijo's own muscles, and he didn't necessarily have it when he concentrated before, but now that he relaxed a little, he felt that his body was full of exhaustion. Especially the soreness of the muscles, Kamijo has not tried this feeling for a long time.

It's useless to say more, this is not a place to stay for a long time after all, Kamijo put away his thoughts, he knew that since the other party's target was himself and others, it was difficult to ensure that the other party would take direct arrest action after finding out that the shooting was ineffective.

It's true that the last article is a master of fighting, but it's all practiced with the gangsters, and at most, one-on-one can guarantee an undefeated result.

Even if Fang Hong had already handed him two sets of punches, Shangjo was still concentrating on hard training...... However, no matter how serious he is, he will not think that he can practice the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger in half a month.

Shangjo was extremely envious of Fang Hong's brute strength at this time, especially when he was teaching himself boxing techniques, he easily smashed a sonic boom in the air, and that punch shattered the walls of the building...... Although it is an old-fashioned house that is about to be demolished, a house is a house, and it is also made of bricks and stones.

Shangjo felt that if it was Fang Hong's guy, he would probably not be afraid of the group fight, and if he didn't get it, he would be able to fight a trick boxing.

It's ridiculous, although that guy has been joking with himself to hug his thighs and hug his thighs, but Shangjo is a high school student, and he has long passed the second year of middle school when he regards himself as the protagonist of the sword hero, and he has to eat one bite at a time, and he naturally has to take one step at a time to practice martial arts, and Shangjo feels that what he lacks now is time!

Besides, the protagonists of the people are all falling off the cliff to pick up cheats or something...... Shangjo doesn't think that his dog-like luck can drop pies in the sky, and it's a blessing not to drop bricks.

A head-on confrontation was unrealistic, and Kamijo pressed Intix's shoulder, holding her whole body down, enduring the discomfort of being soaked with sewage from the potholes on the road, staring around with wide eyes, mentally estimating the escape route......

The sound of gunfire still echoed in the air, and the tall quadrangular buildings around it made echoes, and there was only the straight canal behind him, but in the current weather, Shangjo felt that if the retreat was diving, it would probably be frozen.

'Bang bang!'

The sound of a gunshot reached Uejo's ears, and it seemed faint that he heard someone's screams.

However, it is not clear whether it is one or many sounds, after all, the echo here is quite heavy, although it is difficult to imagine that none of the residents in the vicinity came out to see what was going on in the face of such a loud gunshot, but not far away, there was a shootout, but it is certain.

On the street about three hundred meters away from Ossola's rented house, a tall girl in a black monastic robe looked at several magicians who had been defeated, she grinned and stuck out her tongue and laughed, the bright red tongue painted with a black skeleton, which looked a little terrifying.

"Now, Chief, the task has been completed!"

In front of his subordinates, Fang Hong had always tried his best to reflect his majestic appearance, but in the face of the lifeless bodies of his own kind under his feet, especially the rich plasma that gradually flowed into a stone puddle under the bodies of those magicians, Fang Hong tried very hard not to let himself vomit.

"Have all witnesses been eliminated?"

Fang Hong nodded, and asked the second beret girl beside her, who was covering one eye and looking at the sky.

Although Fang Hong is a person who respects life, but that is relative to ordinary people, since becoming a World Dao Heavenly Being, Fang Hong has become more and more disgusted with magicians, especially the feeling of exhaustion and aging death exuded by the 'World Dao', every time he feels it, Fang Hong can't wait to destroy it unscrupulously.

In this world, whether it was magic, martial arts, or even qi refining and heart cultivation, there might even be more methods that Fang Hong knew or didn't know.

The root of these existences is a 'seizing the heavens and the earth to nourish themselves', and even the existence of the demon god has to seize the right to set the world itself, which is tantamount to the pain of cutting flesh for the world itself.

Faced with such a situation, Fang Hong himself was powerless, although he knew that one day the world itself would reach a limit of bearing and cause it to collapse, and perhaps all the lives in this world would also be shattered and disappear, but ...... He still didn't have the slightest solution.

This is not only Fang Hong, all the beings who have reached the level of Celestial, Martial Saint, and Immortal will understand, and they also know that the stronger they are, the faster the aging of this world will be. But as vested interests, none of them dared to offend all their companions at the risk of disapproval, to shout - no!

A hundred years ago, there was a bishopric magician who betrayed his class on the outskirts of London, England, and he was also hit hard by it...... If it's not lucky.,If you meet a doctor passing by.,I guess there's nothing going on in the school city now.。

Fang Hong looked at the corpses of the magicians who had a big hole in their foreheads under his feet, and sighed softly, not looking at the girls who were changing clothes.

He squatted down and closed the eyes of a dead young man, he was still very young, he looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, his soft and fluffy blonde hair and three-dimensional facial features should be a handsome young man's template, but it was a pity......

"Compared to when you embarked on this road, you should know that there will be such a day!"

Fang Hong saw that several girls had changed into black monastic clothes, and he also sighed softly, and also took off the clothes on the magician boy in front of him, and then gathered their bodies together.

"Fire Lotus Hua, soldier!"

The human-sized flame dazzle pounced on the mage's corpse, and then wrapped it inside, their corpses instantly ignited a raging flame, which was gradually burned in the flames, and finally transformed into a fist-sized ball of ashes, which was accepted by Fang Hong.