Chapter 0120 Magician? A brick knocked down (below)

On the edge of the Sultan's Staff, dozens of elite armed forces have arrived, and they are the famous special forces in Xiangjiang - the Flying Tigers.

"Officer Ji." A burly man stepped out of the police car, he leaned against the bazooka, and his whole body was full of fierceness.

"Captain Nie." Ji Shanshan's eyes lit up, and the tense nerves eased a little.

Nie Yun, the instructor and captain of the Flying Tiger Hunting Blade Clan, has only thirty members under his command. Anyone is a brave general.

Shifting her gaze, Ji Shanshan's gaze stopped at a mature woman with a hot body, her name was Qin Bingxin and she was the vice captain of the Hunting Blade Clan.

She is the rose bathed in fire, with the title of Blood Hedgehog.

At this moment, Qin Bingxin was dressed in military uniform, holding a gravity Gatling machine gun in one hand, and Cheng Liang's glowing bullet belt was coiled around her slender shoulder.

In addition, the other members of the Hunter are equipped with shoulder-resistant anti-aircraft missiles and semi-automatic sniper rifles, and the warheads used have armor-piercing characteristics, not to mention that even the armored army can penetrate with one shot.

"Officer Ji, Shangfeng ordered all actions to be commanded by the eagle, what about the eagle instructor?" Nie Yun looked expectant, it was obvious that he and Hao Jingyu were acquainted.

"The eagle entered the Sultan's Staff, and he put us on guard a kilometer away in St. Peter's Church."

"An instructor is an instructor, and he will always be so resolute." Nie Yun sighed lightly, and then his thick brows condensed: "Start the combat operation, everyone will hear it clearly to Lao Tzu, as long as someone drops the chain and makes the captain lose face in front of the Eagle Instructor, Lao Tzu will invite you to a month's dinner." ”

Thirty people quickly entered the Sultan's Staff, and they were well-moved, making full use of their camouflage to blend in with the mountains and forests, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to detect their whereabouts.

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The mobile phone trembled slightly, and Hao Jingyu received a text message from Ji Shanshan: "The hunting blade is in place, and the hunting begins." ”

"Are you going to hunt? But when the hunting blade is unsheathed, it is bound to drink blood! Hao Jingyu shook his head slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his cold face, which seemed to be full of regret for the withering of life.

Then, the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel arc: "Early death and early transcendence, then start this song of death from the dwarf of the Japanese country!" ”

As soon as the figure was displayed, Hao Jingyu jumped out of the hiding place, stretching his sturdy body arbitrarily.

His gaze was mocking, staring at a low bush of grass a few meters away.

The grass was very lush, but there was a place where the weeds were strangely trampled on the ground, but there was nothing there.

A low-level ninja squats in a fixed area, and his task is to monitor.

But the man who suddenly appeared behind him made his pupils dilate unconsciously.

Dormant like a poisonous snake, he had been hiding in the air, confident in his ninjutsu, believing that he had not been exposed.

"Life is so boring, maybe I should seek refuge from the Lord."

Under the nose of Shu Shinobi, Hao Jingyu walked towards him, he subconsciously clenched the katana in his hand, and when Hao Jingyu approached, he would slash it down and cut off the person's head.

"Go back and tell your master that the dignity of the knight's spear cannot be desecrated, and you little dwarfs of the Cherry Blossom Country dare to try to get their hands on the holy sword?"

Shuren eyes flickered, the strange man had just turned into a magic stick, and before the emotional tone fell, the person had already appeared in front of him.

Hao Jingyu kicked out, and there was a muffled sound of flesh and skin in the empty grass.

A wave of blood suddenly appeared, and the sorcerer showed traces in embarrassment.

Hao Jingyu only made a single effort just now, otherwise Shuren would have been kicked to death.

As soon as he lifted his footsteps, Hao Jingyu's figure disappeared in an instant, but his voice fell on the ears of Shu Ren.

"As a Knight of the Round Table, I give you one last piece of advice, let your master get out of the way with his minions, or I will take his head."

Shuren got up in embarrassment, and glanced in horror at the direction where Hao Jingyu had disappeared, which was where St. Peter's Basilica was located.

"Yaga, you said the Knight of the Round Table came to support?" A grim voice sounded in the tent, and the owner of the voice was a thin old man, who was wearing a hunting robe and holding a yin-yang folding fan, and was a high-level onmyoji.

"I can't wait, in addition to the tomb of the sea god, the holy sword stolen by Li Bai is also the target of the lord." Another person exited, he was wearing a ninja suit and sat on an equal footing with the old man, it was obvious that he was a ninja and his rank was not low.

"If we fail to capture Old Man Chu, if we can get the Holy Sword, we can also hand over to the Lord." The old man looked resentful: "My beloved apprentice has died for the mission, Chu Lingxiao's old puppet is now protected by the Huaxia Dragon Group, and it is difficult to start, but if we can catch his granddaughter, we will have bargaining chips." ”

"The Chu family is a family of tomb robbers, Chu Lingxiao is more respected as Taishan Beidou in the Chinese tomb robbery world, and the organization needs his tomb robbing skills very much, Sakuragi Liaota has obtained the tomb map of the sea god, and the hired tomb robbery gang is stepping up to crack the secrets of the tomb, but in case of emergency, the lord has a new directive, and it is imperative to refine Chu Lingxiao as a puppet." The high-level jutsu ninja added on the side, his name is Kanda Douzhen.

"Capture Li Bai and snatch the holy sword, and use Chu Xiaoqian as a bargaining chip to capture Chu Lingxiao!" Soon the two discussed the result.

"Getting moving, a couple of Knights of the Round Table and a mage are trying to stop us."

Hao Jingyu leaned against a big tree, and the lush branches and leaves completely obscured his figure.

The position he chose was clever and easy to observe.

In sight, the people of Sakura Country began to attack St. Peter.

"Is the show beginting?" With a slight smile, Hao Jingyu's body qi was restrained and blended with the air.

A man approached St. Peter cautiously, but as soon as he stepped within a hundred meters of St. Peter, he let out a cry of horror.

A whirlpool of quicksand with a diameter of about two meters appeared under the feet of the body ninja, and in just one breath, the flowing sand and gravel seemed to have an invisible tentacle that frantically poured into his mouth and nose, killing him in an instant.

Then, the whirlpool's tremendous pulling force swallowed the body shinobi, and the whirlpool disappeared, leaving it still a flat puddle of dirt.

Feeling the earth element of the space riot, Kanda Douzhen's eyes were cold: "The quicksand whirlpool and the sand waterfall whirlpool of the sand ninja have the same magic, I should have thought of a way to crack it." ”

With a wave of his hand, the ninjas and onmyoji who were moving forward immediately stood by in place.

At the same time, in the Temple of Light Grip, Daisy, who had a comfortable face just now, became extremely fierce: "Four gentlemen, those little dwarfs have started to attack, just now I felt the magic fluctuations of the second-level magic, the quicksand vortex, it seems that they have lost patience." ”

"The feast of killing has begun, so let's play with them." A sharp knight's spear appeared in the hand of the Knight of the Round Table: "Miss Daisy, please assist us with magic, and the reward for the bounty task can be added to Yicheng." ”

Bang!

Violent earth-breaking sounds came and went, and cyan wooden stakes drilled out of the ground, paving a path to the entrance of the Grip of Light Hall.

"Heh, the little ones have a wood system of forbearance, and Mu Ketu's idea is too naïve." Daisy shook her goblet gently, looking at the charging figures of the four knights of the round table, the corners of her pretty mouth turned slightly, and her lovely face exuded an indescribable mature charm.

"Please fight for the Lord and kill!" Kanda Douzhen smiled smugly and ordered dozens of body ninjas and jutsu ninjas to sprint towards the Grip of Light.

One figure after another walked on the cyan stakes, and they were so fast that in a few breaths they rushed into the periphery of St. Peter.

"You also go, assist the dead soldiers under the command of Kanda-sama, let Shikigami drink the blood of the knights of the round table, bloom the splendor that belongs to our onmyoji, and bring a sacrifice for the souls buried under the cherry blossoms that are enough for them to rest in peace." With a wave of the old man's hand, the ten middle-level onmyoji behind him also began to act.

The wind howled, and the ghostly gods let out a dull roar, and the strong ghostly aura distorted the light.

Hao Jingyu gently played with a Five Emperor Coin, and his gaze stopped at the Grip of Light Hall, where there were four tall figures, all of whom were holding the knight's spear tightly in their hands.

The silver flame of fighting spirit was uncertain, enveloping the knights of the round table, and the four of them were all sky war horses comparable to the great swordsmen without exception.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters......

The ninja and the yin-yang sorcerer approached quickly with a fierce look, and at this moment, Daisy, who admired the golden cross, stopped turning the goblet, she took a sip of the red wine, and gently shook her slender fingers: "Explosion - meteorite falling from the sky!" ”