Thunder and fire collided in the darkness, blooming with a dazzling light, accompanied by a loud bang came a shock wave, the glass of the surrounding buildings shattered, layers of spider web-like cracks clearly emerged, and the staff inside let out an exclamation, and then scattered and fled for their lives.

After a short period of splendor, there was darkness again, Muto Qing was high above the clouds, his eyes looked down coldly at the burning flame below, he groaned for a while, and with a wave of his hand, the thunderclouds under the feet of Li Changren on the side rolled upside down and fell downward.

The thunderclouds under his feet softened, as if it had become an elevator hanging without ropes, and it fell downwards in a daze, but when it was about to touch the rooftop floor, it suddenly stopped.

Miyamoto Yuemi didn't attack, her eyes rolled, and she smiled and said, "Are you an enemy?" Or friends? ”

Muto Qing groaned and said, "Xiao Saburo, you are really beyond my expectations, I always thought you were the kind of guy with dull talent. I didn't think you could take the blow just now, so I'll admit that you are my disciple. ”

The smile was gone, and Miyamoto Yuemei's expression seemed to condense a layer of ice: "What nonsense are you talking about, my master is not a guy like you who can pretend to be, he should have already soared." ”

Suddenly, sparks bloomed in all directions, southeast and west, which were the light that the bullets emitted from the chamber of the gun in the darkness.

There was another boom, and a rocket launcher came across the air from the west with a long tail of flames.

At the same time, another rocket launcher flew from the left side of the previous rocket launcher, and the two collided, and suddenly a ball of flames and a loud bang erupted in the air.

Then, bang, bullets flew one after another, but none of them hit the rooftop, because the bullets collided in mid-air in different directions depending on the owner, like a web intertwined, intricately intertwined, and had fallen in unison before they reached here.

There are still some people who do not make a move, watching this complex situation with a cold eye, waiting for the opportunity.

Boom, the self-defense forces below began to counterattack, under the orders of the superiors, the artillery began to bombard the place where the bullets came, and the infantry scattered with guns, enveloping a killer, looking for prey.

The blazing tropical gunpowder smell wind blew, and Muto Qing stood in place, chuckling and saying cruel words: "That's a lie, I just came to this world at that time, and I need resources and experimental subjects to prepare for cultivating again, and it was a simple accident to choose you." I didn't expect that you would be a rich young master. ”

"I can't imagine that you won't be of much use in the future."

Miyamoto Yuemei pursed her lips, a little, her tense face showed regret, and sighed: "It's really an old-fashioned plot, the protagonist's master is the villain, forget it, stepping on the master's corpse to get on the throne, this is also a way for the protagonist to survive." With that, he tore off the black scarf around his neck and threw it out, and the tyrannical flames instantly lit up the scarf.

The light of the fire shone on that beautiful face, but it could not bring a trace of warmth.

Muto Qing raised his hand calmly and said, "Everything that should be said has been said, and you can die without regrets." ”

Whew, flames came out of his palm, soared three meters into the air, stopped, turned abruptly, and bounced straight towards Miyamoto Yuemi, the pillar of fire like a poisonous snake leaping towards its prey, with a sharp movement.

In the face of this move, Miyamoto Yuemei hooked her fingers, and the flames all over her body swirled backwards, and then flew forward.

When the two flames were about to collide, the flame belonging to Muto Qing suddenly exploded, turning into meteor-like flames from the left and right.

Miyamoto's expression tensed, her five fingers moved as if playing the piano, and the flames retracted, spreading from the middle to the left and right, protecting herself.

Bang bang, one after another meteor-like flames bombarded the barrier, and a trace of sweat broke out on the forehead of Miyamoto Yuemei who was in it, those flames did not fall at random without brains, each one was precisely found in the weak place of strength, he wanted to completely prevent it, he had to use more mana, so fatigue was inevitable.

Muto Qing is unforgiving, the line of fire roared through the air, one after another, each one was extremely tricky, under the powerful Yuan Shen, he could easily analyze the weakness of the opponent's strength, and exert the maximum attack effect with the least mana, and the stinging pain of the meridians in the body would not be so obvious.

"It looks like Miyamoto Kozaburo is going to fail, attack! Catch that guy! On top of a building to the west, George, who was fluent in lip language, put down his binoculars and jumped straight out of the window.

The round-faced girl was still eating potato chips, and when she saw him jumping, she hurriedly swallowed the potato chips in her mouth and hurriedly jumped down.

The invisible telekinesis supported the two of them on the one hand, and accelerated their descent on the other, and finally stopped outside the wall of the Prime Minister's official residence to the west.

George's right hand swung down in the void, and a crack suddenly cracked in the wall five meters away, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut open by a sharp weapon.

He didn't stop, and rushed directly into the crack, and the soldiers defending inside noticed the anomaly and just wanted to shoot. The eyes of the round-faced girl who followed swept away, and the powerful mental power exploded, and the more than twenty soldiers only felt a huge force like a mountain coming from their shoulders and heads, and they all let out a miserable scream, and they were forced to be crushed from a height of one meter seven to five decimeters, looking miserable.

The two of them didn't give a single extra look, and continued to run forward, a point faster than the Olympic sprint champions.

Rushing out of a hundred meters at once, George's footsteps suddenly stopped, and kicked backwards, a touch of cyan light and shadow flashed quickly, and then retracted, and the originally flat ground suddenly lost a part, as if it was bitten off by a giant beast with its mouth, which can be judged from the tooth marks on the edge.

A man with short black hair stopped in front of him, his right hand unusual and shaped like a wolf's head, he smiled and said in Russian: "This road is not passable." ”

There was also a blonde girl with blue eyes, holding two Damascus knives, with an indifferent expression, did not speak, and directly pounced on the fight.

Damn Russians, George scolded, didn't tell whether the other party was a real Russian or not, the situation here was too complicated, there were so many enemies that it was difficult to identify, he didn't want to think about things that had nothing to do with the battle, and he thought that the other party was a Russian person, and he would kill it.

The battle began around the vicinity of the Prime Minister's official residence, and the sound of gunfire resounded throughout Tokyo, and those who were farther away could not figure out what was happening, and those who were closer fled one after another.

On the roof of the Prime Minister's official residence, the rapid fierce battle came to an end, and the tired Miyamoto Kozaburo finally revealed the gap, Muto Qing did not let go of this opportunity, and the flying fire line suddenly gathered into a fire dragon, roaring towards the void.

Miyamoto Yuemi's forehead was sweating, and her eyes flashed with fierceness: "Farewell, master!" ”

The ground two inches in front of Muto Qing melted a small Confucius, and a trace of imperceptible fire line penetrated his heart, and then quickly exploded, engulfing his whole body.