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Coldly, Yan Yan suddenly felt a mental trance, he naturally couldn't see it, the emerald green like a flame in his two eyes flashed, and his brain suddenly sobered, but then a cold murderous aura came out from behind him.

The sneak attack from behind Yan Yan was abrupt and weird, and the thin knife light was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, bringing up red and white distorted light and shadow, and went straight to Yan Yan's back heart and neck, but Yan Yan has always been cautious, he is the most fond of hiding in the dark and playing stuffy sticks, how can he be defenseless.

With a shake of his body, the Onimaru sword came out of his hand, and with a backhand sword, the three thin blades suddenly collided violently together, and the sparks splashed everywhere, making a scraping sound that made people's hair tingle.

Holding the sword of the scattered night, her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was painful and desperate, Erica snorted in pain, although she had been strengthened repeatedly, her strength was no longer what it used to be, but it was still far from the terrifying strength hidden by Yan Yan.

screaming violently, looking at Yan Yan's eyes as cold as if he was killing his father, his figure flickered, and he was divided into more than a dozen looming phantoms, running around as quickly as a ghost, surrounding Yan Yan in the middle, and in the sound of breaking the air, fierce and deadly attacks poured in from all directions like a tide.

Entering like a ghost, ruthless, unpredictable, dazzling, this is under the cultivation of Yan Yan, Erica's gradually formed combat style, using the Book of Shadows to disturb the enemy, with the flickering skills of blurring and jumping knives, as long as the target has a slight mistake, it is immediately a fatal move, Erica avoids the shortcomings of her own weak strength, and will dazzle the phantom tactics to the fullest.

Yan Yan had a strange expression on his face, he fully understood how difficult Erica he had trained was, and in just a few breaths, Erica had already launched no less than ten raids on Yan Yan's eyes, heart, genitals, throat and other fatal points.

At that moment, I saw that in the empty and dark base, more than a dozen ghost-like looming swift and faint, with red and white thin light, surrounded Yan Yan like a pack of wolves attacking on all sides, the attack was rapid and violent, like a storm, endless.

Yan Yan was not in a hurry, but on the surface, he pretended to be embarrassed under Erica's swift offensive, and his two eyes looked around without a trace, Erica would never suddenly go crazy and fight with him, there was naturally some kind of power behind it, and from the moment he entered this underground base, there was a strange feeling in his heart.

The existence of the multi-tower system has saved him from spiritual attacks, at least for now, even Professor Charles, the most powerful psychic control on the earth, has never entered his heart, but outsiders don't know this, since the other party has thought that he has fallen into a trap, then he is happy to plan and wait for the mastermind behind the scenes to jump out by himself.

Erica is trapped in the environment, she has no scruples about making a move, she is ruthless and resolute, and her moves are fatal, in the eyes of outsiders, it is simply a blood feud against Yan Yan, and Yan Yan is also calculating, her body is like the wind, the Onimaru sword comes and goes like electricity, the thin sword light, and the blurred phantom flicker, both of them are fast and fast, and they are inseparable and dazzling.

"Tsk! Stinky girl, it's really a killer! I'll see if I don't spank your ass! The thin light of the knife passed through his heart, and Yan Yan muttered in a low voice.

The two people in the fight turned around in the base like ghosts, making the originally neat base become as chaotic as a storm crossing the border, especially under Yan Yan's deliberate guidance, the lights in the base were broken nine times out of ten, black and gloomy, and he could only barely see the fall of people.

Yan Yan's eyes looked around without a trace, the darkness did not affect his eyesight in the slightest, turned around a few times, and suddenly found the probe hidden in the corner, and a sneer suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth.

The sound of the blade collision of "clanging clanging...", the two of them fought for a while, Yan Yan's steps gradually became heavier, his breathing was short, his movements were also sluggish, and his feet suddenly became weak, and his body suddenly leaked flaws.

Erica was like a ghost with a row of phantoms, thin sword light swept by, blood splashed, Yan Yan screamed terriblely, staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, her body trembled slightly as if she was dying, and fainted as if she was seriously injured.

The lights in the base are dim, and when Yan Yan is injured, he is facing away from the surveillance, in this atmosphere, who can distinguish the real from the fake?

Deep underground, the neatly arranged monitors show images from all over the base, the insane Logan howling madly, the two huge monsters scuffling together in the dense forest, and the Iceman and the Burning Man spewing fire and cold air at each other......

On the monitor on the entire wall, more than half of them show the same battlefield, monitoring the battle between Jean and Scott from all corners, but the situation is completely opposite just now, Scott, who has fallen into the wind, has an anxious face and keeps shouting, while Jean is in a trance, her fiery red hair dances, and the surrounding snow, sand, trees, and dead leaves seem to break free from gravity, slowly floating, and spinning and shattering around Qin with a strange rhythm.

Facing the back of the monitor, there were bursts of excited hoarse laughter, compared to the phoenix girl who gathered all the eyes, the battle between Yan Yan and Erica only occupied a small screen in the corner that no one cared about.

"It's over again! Yuriko, you go deal with it! The straight back proudly sorted out the slight folds at the hem of the military uniform, and his eyes swept over the corner screen, Erica, who was fighting the air alone, said casually.

"Yes!" Behind him, Yuriko Koyama, dressed in a black uniform, took two steps forward and whispered with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

A pair of black hair tied into a ponytail, neatly tied behind his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looks weak, beautiful and moving, but behind a pair of demonic eyes glowing with metallic silver light, there is a cold and ruthless emotionless like a machine, turning his head and walking out in a sassy foot.

Yan Yan, who pretended to faint and lay on the ground, silently calculated the time in his heart, and after a full five minutes, there was still no one to be seen, just when Yan Yan secretly muttered in his heart, was his guess wrong, the sound of small footsteps suddenly sounded in his ears.

Laughing and groaning out of the shadows, Yuriko looked at Erica who was caught in the illusion battle, clapped her hands lightly and smiled, "Yo roar! Are you looking for me? ”

Yuriko's sudden appearance, playing like a crescent moon in the dark night sky, instantly attracted Erica's cold gaze, and with a clear roar, the thin sword light of the sword in the scattered night was staggered, and the figure brought up more than a dozen afterimages, like a nightmare swept over Yuriko's body.

The corners of her mouth hooked up into a mocking sneer, and in the face of Erica's dazzling phantom, Yuriko remained motionless, allowing the red and white katana to stab her in the chest, and the blood-stained blades stabbed out from behind.

Blood gushed out, and her body was poked out of four terrible holes, but Yuriko didn't seem to feel pain at all, with a strange smile on her delicate little face, Erica was about to pull out the knife, but her hands suddenly poked out, but her small palms were like iron tongs to clamp Erica's hands, and at the same time, her body flipped back with strange flexibility, and two slender legs flew up, clamping Erica's neck.

The agile movement made Sanya sword cut two deep and painful wounds on her body, blood splattered, Yuriko's slightly frowning brow showed that she didn't feel pain, but just in the blink of an eye, the two wounds dragged from the chest to the lower abdomen, and the speed was already as good as ever, and under the two long cracks in the black uniform, the smooth and delicate skin was faintly exposed.

Caught off guard by her strange fighting style, the sudden huge force dragged Erica to the ground, Yuriko was sensitive like a cat wrapped around Erica's upper body, a needle came out of her hand, and before Erica counterattacked, it was fiercely pierced in her neck, just two or three breaths, and Erica, who was struggling violently, tilted her head and fainted.

Yan Yan's heart has been hanging, although he wants to take the opportunity to find out who is behind the scenes, but if Erica's life is in danger, he can only give up the original plan, after hearing that Erica fainted, but still breathed steadily, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't open his eyes, but Yan Yan already knew who the person who subdued Erica was, and there were few people who used this kind of self-harm-like fighting method in Marvel.

Carrying Erica, who was asleep with the drug, on her shoulders, Yuriko walked to Yan Yan's side, and picked Yan Yan's motionless body on her toes, Yan Yan struggled at the right time, and moaned as if she was dying.

"Humph! Useless man! Yuriko squinted at Yan Yan, who was on the verge of death, and pursed her lips contemptuously, a man who was almost killed by a woman? In her opinion, it is simply rubbish.

Reaching out and grabbing Yan Yan's left hand, Yuriko dragged Yan Yan without pity, stumbling forward in the base that was constantly climbing over the hurdles, splashed with mud all over his body, and his head didn't know how many times it collided with the threshold of cast iron, Yan Yan, who pretended to be unconscious, was motionless, but he cursed wildly in his stomach, and he had already tormented Yuriko countless times.

After about ten minutes of walking, Yuriko and the two of them kept going in and out of the elevator, and they didn't know how many floors they had descended underground, until they finally came to a rusty gate guarded by eight elite warriors in black masks and fully armed.

"Open the door!" In Yuriko's cold command, the heavy gate with a height of three meters slowly rose in the "click" crushing sound, but the inside of the gate was different from the dark and damp passage, the new and bright white corridor was twenty meters long, and the cloister was flanked by iron fences to block the cells, and the mournful howls and crazy muttering kept coming from the inside.

His face was covered with black sewage, and when Yuriko dragged Yan Yan into the cell, the corners of Yan Yan's mouth sneered with a sneer.