Because of the obstruction of the air wall, many Sick Cultists were trapped in the wall, and the Sick Cultists in the rear wanted to go to the rescue, but at this time, J's special move was already ready.

"Boom......" Countless arrows of light emerged from J's body, forming a huge picture of ten thousand arrows behind him.

J's mind moved, and the arrows scattered indiscriminately at an extremely fast speed, forming a brilliant rain of arrows. Many sick cultists were hit, and arrows of light passed through their bodies, and the cells in their bodies were burned quickly by the scorching heat brought by the light, and many sick cultists died in an instant.

After the light arrow is fired, it is when J is the weakest, and at this time, not only A, but even Q rushes over to cover J's departure. As for the other code name heirs, they have more important things to do.

For example, confront each other's strongest Sickers.

The most mysterious joker of the last session was an elegant-looking and beautiful man, and with the white jade Hanfu he was wearing at this time, he looked even more polite.

He hung in the air in the sky, holding a sunspot, playing chess on a chessboard full of magnificent mountains and rivers.

Opposite him, seated was the most powerful person of the Sick Cultists present, with his long black hair tied up high, wearing a dark Hanfu and a clown mask on his face.

This man is one of the top 10 Sick Cultists - the Joker.

unimaginable! Strange temperament.,Like to skin people as a mask.,The clown who takes pleasure in killing people will honestly sit on the other side of the chessboard.,The joker with a sunspot in his hand and X plays against each other.。

No one knew that the clown's back was already wet, and in the face of great strength, every qiē conspiracy and trickery would be absolutely crushed, and there would not even be scum left.

It is said that the successor of the last code name of X is much weaker than before, and the current clown just wants to say: All! All! Be! Put! Fart!

If you don't face the joker of the previous session, you will never be able to experience the huge pressure of the mountain dumping, he is a pervert, but it doesn't mean that there is a problem with IQ!

In the face of Joker's powerful momentum, he can only barely protect himself. As for the sick cultists below, if they die, they will die.

The person representing the highest strength of both sides seemed to be playing Go leisurely in the sky, and this confrontation was silent and sound, and the person above did not move. The people standing below did not dare to act rashly.

The sound of firelight killing in the distance shook the sky, how hot the little minions were killing, and how silent they were here.

It's okay on X's side, at least they know the strength of their joker, and they see that their own people are weak. A strong man will be sent to support. Of course, in order not to arouse public anger, they just sent a A over.

But one A, it's barely enough to top two people.

Seeing X sending people to the battlefield, it was not that the Plague God Sect didn't want to send people to the battlefield, but when the leader had just glanced at one of the sick cultists, the voice of the clown suddenly sounded in his head.

After listening to what the clown said, the leading Sick Cultist couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, let alone send people to the battlefield.

Joke, a mysterious figure that even a clown can't figure out. How could they be the opponents of that character?!

Although the sick cultist does real research in the real yàn room all day long, and seems to be an otaku who doesn't ask about the world, he still understands the basic human feelings, especially when it comes to life-threatening matters.

The man in the lead prayed desperately in his heart, he just wanted that the big man on the other side didn't notice his small action just now, and didn't anger the adult.

As for sending people to the battlefield? Forehead...... What it was, he didn't know anything.

The man who was most feared by the Plague God Sect was about to make a move on the chessboard with a white piece in his hand. Suddenly, his figure froze. Glancing up at the moon in the sky.

Joker's action provoked the body of the Plague God Sect to tremble, but fortunately, it was only a moment to look up at the moon, and the man in the white jade Hanfu began to play chess again.

His action relieved the Plague God Sect's side, and the atmosphere on the scene changed from a moment of solidification to a slight relaxation.

The battle continues. Although the Plague God Cult has a great advantage in numbers, the highest level of force determines that this battle is ultimately decided by X.

The sick cultists who were observing the battle from a distance couldn't help but look solemn, and one of the sick cultists spoke, "We...... Do you want to go to the rescue? ”

Almost all of the sick cultists gathered here are the top of the sick cultists.

One of the sick men burst out laughing maniacally, his eyes a little red, and his lips very pale. The sick credent stuck out his tongue and licked his lips and said, "Go, of course!" How could you miss something so fun? ”

None of the people present echoed what he said. Obviously, what he meant was not representative of everyone's wishes.

The leader glanced solemnly into the air, his eyes fixed on the majestic figure in the air, and said:

"The Plague God Cult has recently suffered a loss of strength, Jack the Ripper has mysteriously disappeared, and the Joker is confronting X's previous Joker, and it may be extremely difficult to escape from Joker's hands based on the current situation. Even if we all rushed up, it would just—"

"Just to die."

The man spoke with difficulty, and said the last thing he wanted to say.

"Hahahaha! Die? Blood burst out of the body in an instant, it was the most beautiful color in the world, death, is the best destination......" Before the bloodthirsty man could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by the person next to him with a blade.

Hei Yan bent down slightly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the head of the family is currently in a bloodthirsty and crazy period. ”

The man in the lead shook his head slightly, not caring about the offense of the bloodthirsty. He turned his head to take one last look at the scene in the sky, took a deep breath and said, "Retreat!" ”

"Yes!" The sick people gathered here replied in unison.

How strong the clowns are, as sick cultists, they naturally know. Even the clown had to tremble in front of that person, so you can imagine how powerful the joker of X is.

In the face of absolute strength, their support is just an egg hitting a stone, and it is better to retreat early so as not to anger the other party. Moreover, the strength of the Cultists is not reflected in force, but in the study of viruses.

Using one's own weaknesses to deal with the strengths of others doomed the Plague God Cult to failure.

The battle is still going on, and I don't know when it will stop, but the clown who is confronting the man in front of him knows that this battle will all be carried out according to the man's wishes.

"It's your turn." The man on the other side spoke, and his voice was as ethereal as a distant space. (To be continued.) )

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