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He had a rough idea of the number of warriors in the museum, the defense, the surveillance instruments, and the number of patrols.

When it was dark, the dragon returned to the room where Xuanfeng and Xianglan were being held.

"How's your recovery?" The dragon asked as he looked at the two of them's gradually ruddy faces.

"It's basically recovered, how are you investigating? Is the boss alright? Xuan Feng was worried about Ying Leng'er's safety and asked, and Xianglan also stared at Ying Leng'er tightly, wanting to know Ying Leng'er's situation.

"She's fine for the time being! That warrior wants to cooperate with his master, and he won't do anything unfavorable to his master for the time being. ”

"And when are we going to act?"

As the two of them were talking, the footsteps of the warrior came from the door.

Everyone exchanged glances, immediately prepared to attack, and scattered in the house to hide their figures. With the sound of the door lock opening, two warriors entered the room one after the other, still holding some food in their hands.

"Huh?" When the warrior found out that Xuan Feng and Xianglan in the house were not there, the leader of the warrior let out a slight doubtful sound, and then vigilantly took out the weapon on his body - a special 94 pistol. The food that had been in his hand was casually thrown aside.

The warriors accompanying him were also ready to fight almost at the same time, their hands arched, and their backs to their companions checked everything in the room.

The shape of the house is originally closed, except for the small vents in the exterior wall, there is basically no possibility of escaping to the outside. There are numerous surveillance cameras in the hallway, and if they had escaped through the main entrance, they would have been spotted long ago. Therefore, the warrior firmly believed that the two were still hiding in the house.

"Click!" Xuan Feng used the power of energy to lock the door.

The moment the warrior turned to the door, he spotted Xuan Feng hiding behind the table in the corner.

"Do it!"

Xuan Feng shouted, and jumped out from behind the table. The leader of the warrior did not hesitate to pull the trigger, but the gun trembled in his hand and began to disintegrate......

"Bastard! Metallic Alien! The warrior angrily shook off the remnant iron in his hand and pounced forward.

Xuan Feng took materials on the spot, absorbed two pieces of iron as armor and attached them to his arms, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the warriors who rushed towards him.

When Xuan Feng appeared, the other martial artist did not attack, but calmly watched the room and continued to search for Xianglan's whereabouts.

"Come out!" The warrior inspected the house, which was already difficult to hide, and locked his eyes on the debris behind Xianglan's hideout.

Pandan timidly stood up, with no available water source for her to control, her abilities were basically useless. The power of condensing energy is the wind blade, and she can't do it for the time being.

The warrior watched Xianglan appear, and a sneer flashed across his lips. However, he approached Xianglan step by step with extreme caution, beware of what kind of ability Xianglan used to carry out a surprise attack.

On the other side, Xuan Feng and the warrior were engaged in a tragic hand-to-hand fight, the warrior frantically punched and kicked, and Xuan Feng instinctively resisted with the armor on his hand. It was like the clanging sound of blacksmith shops striking iron one after another, and Xuan Feng couldn't help but retreat in embarrassment.

When I raised my arms to look, the iron armor on my arms had been beaten and distorted.

The strength of the martial artist is indeed terrifying, and the power of that fist can actually destroy gold and jade. Xuan Feng was still thinking about how to deal with this martial artist, and that martial artist had already rushed to the front again.

In the panic, Xuan Feng used metal energy again to restore the armor on his hand to its original appearance, and the outside was covered with sharp barbs, like two maces growing on his arm, meeting the fist of a warrior.

Pain! Pain! Xuan Feng gritted his teeth and dodged, watching the armor on his arms being flattened again, and he had a more terrifying understanding of the strength of the martial artist in his heart.

It turned out that the ones killed earlier were all pseudo-warriors, and they were basically sneak attacks by surprise. Now that he is facing a real martial artist, he has discovered the strength of a martial artist!

"Want to run?" The warrior looked at Xuan Feng with a hideous face, shook his head, the joints of his body beeped, and the muscles in his arms swelled even more.

Xuan Feng's thoughts flashed, and he used the power of attributes to turn the iron weapon in the house into a sharp sword, and the sword flew towards the warrior under his control, and the warrior quickly dodged the sword attack, and then quickly punched the sword away......

Xuan Feng hurriedly drove the smashed deformed sword again, flying around the warrior's body, as long as the warrior didn't pay attention to it, the sword would attack at his fatal point, either the eye or the heart, and the warrior had to wrestle with the sword for a while.

On the other hand, Xianglan didn't have the ability to do such as Xuan Feng, watching the warrior approach, picking up the things around her and throwing them around, waiting for the warrior to get closer, pretending to use the ability, waiting for the warrior to defend carefully, and then she took the opportunity to escape.

Xianglan repeatedly succeeded, and played a game of peek-a-boo with the warrior in the room.

"Waste, hurry up and take her down and help me!" The warrior who fought with Xuan Feng was forced by Xuan Feng to be anxious, and when he saw the scene of the warrior and the pandan eagle catching chickens here, he was immediately angry.

The warrior chasing Xianglan glared at the other warrior, and wanted to say something sarcastic, but when he saw his careful handling of the sword, he had to keep silent. Compared to him, he is indeed much more relaxed, and it is understandable that he is so jealous.

The reason why this warrior has not been able to firmly take Xianglan is mainly because Xianglan looks weak, but she is actually extremely flexible, and she thought she had sealed her in the corner several times, but she escaped. Apparently she is not an ordinary human, but also a paranormal. However, this ability has not been used, so this warrior has to be careful in his heart. In addition, looking at Xianglan's expression in evasion, there was no fear at all.

This made the martial artist suspicious in his heart: even a metallic person with high combat power like Xuan Feng was so embarrassed against a martial artist, not to mention a weak woman like Xianglan. But the composure she showed was greatly illogical, and the warrior had to worry that Xianglan's repeated dodging was luring the enemy deeper.

In fact, the reason why Xianglan is not afraid in her heart is that the dragon is always not far from her side, as long as she is in danger, the dragon will naturally help. So with the secret weapon of the Dragon, she is bent on dragging this warrior and creating opportunities for Xuanfeng and the Dragon.

At the urging of his companions, the warrior finally made up his mind to take Xianglan, and after blocking Xianglan's retreat with a dense fist shadow with his arms, he slowly approached.

Xianglan's skin was painful when the strong fist wind blew, where did she dare to crash into those fist shadows, she felt the danger at the moment, and her complexion changed greatly.

Seeing the change in Xianglan's face, the warrior was overjoyed, thinking that his previous caution was superfluous. With a sly smile, he was about to grab Xianglan. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across his back, and when the warrior wanted to defend, he felt a pain in his chest.

When he looked down, a bloody dry bone pierced his heart like a sharp blade, and there were crushed fragments of his heart in his hands......