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The raging flames on the ground parted a passageway, and Matthew stepped on the red flowing molten steel and walked out proudly.

The Northern Immortal Heavenly Gang turned into a layer of pale golden brilliance and wrapped around his body, isolating the flames and making him look like he had a divine majesty. He was neither happy nor angry, his eyes staring at the several figures that were falling rapidly in mid-air with a "leap of faith".

On the ground, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch have moved the civilians of the campaign team to a safe place, and set up simple positions to defend according to the terrain. Coloss's proper arrangement made Matthew have no worries and could completely unleash his combat effectiveness.

In the sky, twelve figures fell rapidly in a posture of head and foot. The strongest Assassins of the Assassin League carefully adjusted their bodies and quickly assembled into a simple offensive formation in mid-air.

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

The earth magnified rapidly in front of your eyes, and in a matter of seconds it would fall to the ground, shattering to pieces. Even so, these people have no intention of slowing down, allowing their bodies to accelerate under the acceleration of gravity.

Fifty meters!

Twenty meters!

The speed of the fall was accumulated to an extremely terrifying degree, and more than a dozen sturdy figures, like cold off-string giant arrows without fear, quickly attacked Matthew.

Matthew raised his head and showed a hideous smile, his heart suddenly became murderous, and the air echoed with a loud rumbling sound of internal breath rushing in his body, like pine waves, mixed with the loud sound of musculoskeletal membrane trembling, like the thunder of a clay kettle.

Matthew raised his leg and stomped on the ground, and the concrete pavement shook and rolled up, and the ground rumbled and shook. With the force of this shock, Matthew's body flew into the sky like a rocket, rushing towards the rapidly approaching assassin in midair.

Even the mighty legendary assassin was taken aback by the man who suddenly rushed out.

In previous assassinations, under the ferocity of the Assassin League, no target was to flee from the wind. Even if you fight back, it's to avoid the first round of shocks and launch a counterattack while fleeing.

What's more, in order to complete the assassination mission this time, the Assassin Alliance used bomb traps to block the target's escape path, and then used the gunship firepower to cover and weaken the target's combat effectiveness, and finally gathered twelve legendary assassins to join forces to assassinate!

Three rounds of attacks, interlocking, are the strongest force that the Assassins League has ever erupted!

At the last moment, this assassin actually launched a direct attack, only to see him throw himself at Matthew, his body limbs strangely extended and deformed, and his limbs rolled towards Matthew like tentacles.

This is the secret legend of the League of Assassins for thousands of years, since he was a child, he used special potions to smear his whole body, and practiced cartilage skills and jiu-jitsu.

The white thorn service covered the barbed shell armor he was wearing, and the dense barbs on the armor shone with a faint blue light, smeared with the poison that sealed his throat with blood.

Although he was taken aback by Matthew's sudden rush, his body's tempered instinct drove him to launch the most effective attack, which can be seen to be of high quality, quick reaction, and sharp counterattack.

But his ambush was exposed in Matthew's telekinesis, and Matthew showed a cruel smile, and the venom suit on his body condensed into four black tentacles, grabbed the outstretched limbs, and then pulled him violently, tearing him into four pieces in the air.

Blood splattered, and wreckage fell from the sky. As soon as they came into contact, the famous "Assassin of the Night" in the dark world was torn to shreds.

The Assassin who followed him did not change in the slightest, and fearlessly attacked Matthew. They already knew the strength of the target, and this time the action was with the determination to die.

The two assassins were armed with hidden swords and hook chains, one left and one right, outflanking them from both sides, and the two spears in the hands of a slender female assassin in the middle rang out one after another, shooting directly at Matthew's head.

Bang... Bang...

The gunfire was intense, almost continuous, and sixteen Edelman bullets were fired from the chamber. Like a swimming fish, the alloy bullet draws a spiral arc in the air, intertwining into a stream of dead fireflies.

This rate of fire is beyond the limits of human reflexes, not by training, but by the "bullet time" ability of Assassin Fawkes, the ace of the League of Assassins.

The distance between the two is only a few tens of centimeters, and at this distance, the bullets are fleeting, virtual and real, even if the person who reacts quickly is unavoidable.

Matthew took a sharp breath, and the black flying sword shot into the sky, pointing or plucking, blocking the flying bullets.

The toes were the corpses falling below him, and with this force, his body was like an arrow from the string, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the female assassin.

The female assassin's eyes opened, and a pitiful and determined look appeared on her face, and the corset on her chest was pierced by the flying bullets, and suddenly released, and a dazzling white was suddenly exposed to Matthew's eyes.

Beautiful!

A fire fox tattoo in the snow white, vivid, seems to have a kind of magic, after people look at it, their eyes can't help but want to invest in it, along the deep canyon, to the end.

Gentle Township is a hero's mound.

This move came suddenly, and it was impossible to prevent it, and I don't know how many targets were turned over and died under this move. The slightest hesitation will result in death from her spearfighting. That's why Fox got the name of "Demon Fox".

Matthew stepped forward and stretched out his palm.

I heard a crunch sound in his throat, like jade hitting each other, and Fawkes's crisp and tactful gasp in his throat came to an abrupt end, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The beautiful body stiffened and slammed into the ground.

Bang... There was a muffled thud on the ground, and bones and flesh were shattered.

The only female assassin "Fawkes" among the twelve legendary killers of the Assassin League was also under Matthew's hands and died cleanly.

There were two sudden bangs in mid-air, and the two outflanked assassins had landed beside Matthew, one on the left and one on the right, like Matthew attacking.

The hidden weapon in the hands of the assassin on the left, "Metal Storm", erupted, and thousands of pieces of iron turned into a death frenzy and rolled towards Matthew under the power of high-energy bombs, like rainstorm pear blossoms.

Collapse! An unusually strong burst of qi followed, and a pillar of blue-purple smoke in the assassin's sleeve on the right was like a sword, and when it struck Matthew, the smoke quickly spread through the air.

The four assassins above teamed up to open a huge net about five meters in size, and went down to the four people who were fighting to the death below. Through the gap in the network, dozens of Edelman alloy bullets drew a strange arc and flew towards Matthew.

Hidden weapons, poison gas, and alloy steel mesh, the alliance of assassins that has been inherited for thousands of years, integrates technology into the inheritance, and exerts the skill of killing people to the extreme.

If it weren't for Matthew's superior mobility and hard resistance to missile explosions, perhaps the Assassins would have been eager to detonate a miniature cloudburst bomb.

Matthew held his breath, his inner breath exploded under his feet, and his body used this power to fly up strangely, avoiding the incoming hidden weapon and poisonous gas. This is to imitate the style of "Wudang Tiyun Zong" in memory.

When it comes to Matthew's current martial arts realm, he can understand any martial arts at a glance, and he can understand it at a glance. Memories and the martial arts that have appeared in legends are not difficult problems. The unknown, only those that no one has ever reached.

The tip of the toe was a simple point on the two pieces of iron that flew in, and the strength penetrated into the iron plates, turning them into the most dangerous murder weapon, like flint flying out, striking the assassin in the chest.

Although Matthew didn't exert all his strength, the speed at which the piece of iron flew out was almost comparable to the speed of a bullet, not to mention the dark energy contained in it.

Two bloody holes burst into the chests of the two assassins, like fallen leaves swept by the wind, flying out far and smashing to the ground.

Matthew killed four people in a row at once, and did not stop, the whole person was like a vigorous swimming dragon, swimming up in mid-air against the attack of the assassins.

There is no routine to talk about in hand-to-hand combat, it is completely based on the conditioned reflex of the body's instinct. Matthew's body is erratic, his abilities are strong and rich, and he has no shortcomings, and he has a keen perception that he can feel the enemy's attack in detail.

These assassins have cultivated their skills to unimaginable levels, and if they were on the ground, based on their mobility and endless fighting methods, they might still be able to fight hard.

But in mid-air, where there is no way to borrow strength, although these assassins are powerful, they can't play three points with their skills, and they are completely vulnerable. Matthew is like an eagle rushing into a flock of sparrows, and his opponent has no ability to resist at all!

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Matthew's footsteps soared into the sky, and within seconds, twelve powerful legendary assassins fell to the ground like dumplings.

Matthew also fell to the ground, calming the internal breath that was surging like a tide in his body. Rao is his physical strength is amazing, but such a dangerous hand-to-hand combat is also extremely draining.

At this moment, the roadbed under Matthew's feet suddenly exploded, and a black assassin dressed in black broke through the road, holding a long sword and stabbing Matthew's heart from under his feet.

The skin on the assassin's face was also as black as ink, his beard and hair were also black, and only his eyes were completely white, reflecting the sword light, flashing with a strange cold light.

It's like coming from the Nine Hells!

This assassin hides underground, avoiding Matthew's constant perception, such a concealment secret method is truly wonderful. Witnessing the death of twelve assassins, there was not a trace of fluctuation in the qi on his body, and the ruthlessness and forbearance of this assassin were also chilling.

In other words, the first three rounds of assassinations, including the attacks of the twelve legendary assassins, were all bait, just to distract Matthew and create opportunities for the assassin to attack.

The most difficult move in the legend is to stab from the foot upwards and hit the heart directly, and the attack from this angle is difficult to stop people's hands and feet.

This sword suddenly erupted at the most difficult moment, in the most impossible place, at the most incredible angle!

This sword absorbs the essence of the "sword drawing technique", perfectly cooperating the qi, spirit, and strength, and then cooperating with the secret method of stimulating vitality, condensing all the killing intent and qi on this snow-bright long sword, and making up its mind to attack but not defend, and the speed is extremely fast.

It's lightning fast!

The earth was flying, the sword light was bright, and the sword intent and killing intent contained in the sword light were also completely released in this outbreak. Looking at his all-white pupils, it gave people the feeling that he suddenly fell straight into the Nine Shadows, his body was cold, and the wind suddenly rose.

Matthew's scalp was numb, but his hands were moving. The Northern Darkness Tiangang combined with the venom battle suit instantly condensed into countless round shields, blocking in front of this sudden assassination.

Matthew raised his leg and stomped on the ground, and the dark energy of fighting cattle from the mountains penetrated into the ground from the soles of his feet, making a rumbling sound, like a ground dragon rolling towards the assassin.

The sword pierced the round shield, and the obstacle in his hand disappeared, and the assassin's heart was happy. But when I saw my feet shake, the soil around me was entwined like a giant python, tumbling and crushing, and the flesh and blood were blurred in an instant.

The sword fell limply to the ground, and the Assassin was dragged into the darkness underground, leaving only a large pool of blood flowing out of the soaked ground.