A robe with red edges on a black background fluttered with the breeze, and a big man more than two meters tall was less than 10 meters away from Wu Fei at this time.

"My name is Branson, you don't necessarily know me, but I know who you are, the 'butcher' who took the initiative to declare war on our army, you do have that capital in the comparison of age and strength, or there will be in the future, but what I don't understand is why you are so stupidly eager to stop the Holy Lord who is destined to come? Do you want to be a hero? Branson said suspiciously, and his lips, which were crossed by a scar, became more and more hideous with Branson's words.

"I don't really want to be a hero who stops the evil forces, I just want to chop down the people I want to chop down, or some kind of alien monster." Wu Fei carried the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals', which was re-combined from the tail blade and the silver sharp knife, but his tone was not as impassioned as a hero, but with a hint of indifference.

"I can tolerate your disrespect for the Holy Lord, but I wonder why you have so much hatred for the Holy Lord and us? Why protect the filthy human beings, who have been completely corrupted, and refuse to accept the supreme gift of the Holy Lord? Branson asked with a serious expression.

"Gifts? That dog x Holy Lord of yours ran into the human territory and put a piece of poison on it, ruining everything for me, so I want to cut them down now, including all the Han Annihilation under their control. "Wu Fei said that the blade of the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals' was pointed directly at Branson.

"I don't want to fight against you, the Holy Lord needs the Chosen Ones among the human race to serve him, why don't you want to join us to gain true eternal life, and still stubbornly want to protect those filthy, the walking dead who are controlled by **? And all of you, including your family, were not killed by the Holy Lord, but under the cloud of the Lord's gifts, they entered the merciful embrace of the Holy Lord, and then escaped from the useless body that will eventually turn to dust. Branson took off his hood, revealing his face, which had been covered with scars and 301 patterns, and his tone was full of hope.

"If their souls are really by the side of the so-called Holy Lord, then I will kill all the way into the ugly heart of the Holy Lord, and then bring back all of them." The firmness and murderous intent in Wu Fei's eyes let Branson know that it was impossible to win over Wu Fei.

"It's a shame that such a stupid idea would appear in a genius-level **." As Branson spoke, the tattooed hands began to gather powerful air masses that distorted the space that began to ripple outwards from the palms.

"Let me see if your so-called Lord will favor you when my great knife is sawed into your body." Wu Fei said as he spoke, and his body swooped out like a ghost cheetah in the dark night, and above the blade of the big sword 'Ten Thousand Generals', there was a surge of magma in an instant.

The airflow was also compressed to the limit in the palms of Branson's hands, and Branson opened an air outlet when he compressed the airflow to the limit.

A powerful air explosion resounded in the living area of the vault as Branson pushed his hands out, and an irresistible strong air current impact was like a stormy wave, completely enveloping Wu Fei, who had spanned the distance between the two in the blink of an eye, after kicking up the dust and blood mist in the sky.

When the strong airflow impact hit Wu Fei head-on, in addition to the impact force like being hit by a giant hammer in the front, it also turned into a sharp air flow like a blade and swept through Wu Fei's whole body when Wu Fei kept his lunge in place.

However, instead of choosing to retreat, Wu Fei began to control the surging magma on the blade of the Great Blade 'Ten Thousand Generals' to spread all over his body along the hilt of the blade after learning some of the special characteristics of Branson's ability in just one second.

The magma patterns containing extremely high temperatures covered and spread to Wu Fei's whole body at almost the same time, and the continuous impact of the air flow around him in front of Branson's hands gradually increased the temperature.

Branson originally thought that Wu Fei was just a young man's recklessness and seriousness, so he fought hard, but after discovering that the strong air flow released by him was transformed into Wu Fei's fuel little by little, it was too late for Branson to stop.

Under Wu Fei's precise control, the extremely high temperature of "Witchcraft: High Temperature" began to turn into a gushing magma rushing out, and after a sudden darkness, an extremely high temperature flame enveloped Wu Fei's whole body, and this magma also turned the impact of the air flow released by Branson into its own gushing track. Wan Jiang's blade surged out, shattering Branson's airflow impact with a momentum like a bamboo, and completely enveloping Branson in the blade-like flaming magma.

When the air flow was dispersed by the magma, Wu Fei, who was still standing, was like an incarnated fire god wrapped in flames and magma, and his face was covered by the mysterious lines that flowed like magma, and a pair of vigilant eyes were firmly fixed on Branson in front of him.

"I'll have to admit that your ability is very powerful, but it's still a little bit off the fire." Branson's voice came from within the magma wrap.

'Bang'

The sound of the air explosion sounded again, and Branson's figure, protected by the air current, was revealed, with multiple burns all over his body.

It seems that although Branson opened a layer of air in time to protect himself, he was still not immune to the heavy blow of the heat.

"I smell barbecue, don't you 301 all feed on human flesh, I wonder if you will be interested in your own meat?" Wu Fei met Branson's murderous eyes without giving in, and charged again with his sword as soon as he finished speaking.

"The people we eat are all bound by their liberation, and you will never understand the wisdom of the Holy Lord." Branson said with a fanatical expression, and then as if in anticipation, he turned to one side to dodge Wu Fei's dash, and also dodged the surging magma on the blade of the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals'.

"Lao Tzu is too lazy to understand your wisdom of eating human flesh." Wu Fei immediately twisted on the spot after the dash, and then slashed horizontally at Branson's waist.

This time, Branson still dodged as if he knew the future, but Wu Fei, who had already tested that Branson still had a second ability, immediately suppressed the surname.

Black chains like snakes suddenly danced around Wu Fei's body, and when Branson took a step back a second to avoid Wu Fei's horizontal slash, these black chains shot out from various tricky angles, and then went straight to Branson's neck, heart, skull, and hands that had been maintaining a concentrated compressed air flow.

In the face of the black chains that stabbed the sky from all angles, Branson, who had also conducted a certain amount of intelligence investigation on Wu Fei, activated the countermeasures that he had practiced countless times.

Opening the airflow position again, Branson blocked the black chain like a poisonous snake, and while his body was sideways to dodge Wu Fei's pursuit of the knife, he directly pushed a compressed airflow head-on to Wu Fei's head with a false pressure with his left hand.

But it seems that Branson still doesn't know enough about Wu Fei's fight.

Branson has a perceptual ability, Wu Fei also has a similar and more subjective control of witchcraft, and Gu Wu Fei also senses Branson's close-range frontal attack.

The black chain had turned into a 'lock shield' between Wu Fei and Branson's left hand almost a second in advance, and after withstanding Branson's close-range airflow impact, Wu Fei and Branson began a-for-tat tug-of-war under the confrontation between their respective perception abilities and "Witchcraft: Wild Surname Intuition".

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