Holding the Demon Hunting Sword tightly and turning around on the top of his head before closing it to his waist, Ye Heren took a deep breath, and the sword body was immediately plated with a layer of white aura. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Heren had already discovered that the opponents in front of him were not the kind of miscellaneous fish he had dealt with before, and if he continued to retain his strength, maybe he would be the one who died.

And the clown on the side was not idle, he pulled out a cute revolver with his own face engraved on his waist from his waist.

Although this revolver looks a little small, the power of the bullets fired is amazing, even the big man who was strafed by the submachine gun unscathed, after being hit by the bullets fired by the clown, his skin was splashed with blood one by one.

Iron Fist, who was fighting with the big man, grabbed his head and quickly flashed aside, he didn't expect that after he had just yelled at the clown, he would shoot directly at himself, if he hadn't flashed fast just now, maybe he would have left a few gunshot wounds on his body like the big man now.

"Go, Mr. Ye!" Raising his own revolver, the Joker made a gesture of please.

Turning the Demon Hunting Sword, which was already crawling with crimson aura, Ye Heren let out a low sigh, and his body disappeared from the spot like an arrow from the string.

He slashed a distance of nearly ten meters with incredible speed before appearing behind the big man.

Looking at the four people who were close at hand, Ye Heren had no idea of turning around and continuing to attack the big man, he rushed up as soon as he stepped on his feet, preparing to kill these four people first.

And at this moment, with the cry of 'Avada Suo! A green light grazed Ye Herren's shirt and hit the ground.

Turning his head, Ye Heren found that Voldemort, who was fighting against Qingqiu, actually had the free hand to stop him.

However, after blocking Ye Heren, Voldemort didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to attack, and Ye Herren, who hadn't reacted to his meaning, felt a sharp pain in his waist, and then he was directly smashed into the wall by the big man's punch.

Seeing Ye Heren being smashed and flying, but Iron Fist didn't come to the rescue, just now when the clown shot him to dodge, in addition to dodging the clown's bullets, another reason was that he felt that he needed to take a little rest.

Unexpectedly, after transforming, he and the big man had only been fighting for less than twenty rounds before he felt that his arms were numb, and even began to tremble uncontrollably, if he continued to fight, maybe he wouldn't be able to last even ten rounds.

And although there is still a wound about ten centimeters deep on the left side of the big man's waist, the wound that was just cut out by Ye Heren with the moon sanagi has already begun to heal.

"This guy is definitely not human, is he?" Thinking so, Iron Fist flicked his arm and rushed forward again.

After observing the situation on the field, the clown shook his head, and then he raised his pistol and ran in the direction of Ye Heren.

Squatting next to a large pile of rubble and bricks, and after seeing Ye Heren struggling to get up, the clown said, "Mr. Ye, are you ready?" ”

Holding his side, Ye Heren was counting how many ribs he had broken, and after suddenly hearing the clown's question, he shook his head a little dazedly, and asked rhetorically, "What are you going to prepare?" ”

"Of course we're ready to retreat, do you think we can still win in this situation? Surprise attacks are a good plan, but if you don't have enough people, you don't need to have a few important forces. I don't care if they live or die, but after all, you are my summoner, so you can help or help! ”

Speaking of this, the clown grabbed Ye Heren by the collar and dragged him to the side of the rooftop in a very tough posture, and before Ye Heren could react, he directly threw Ye Heren down.

"What are you doing!?" The pupils of Iron Fist, who was in the middle of the battle, shrank slightly, but before he could make a questioning sound, Qingqiu, who was far away, had already asked loudly.

Moriarty gently rubbed the wooden cane in his hand, and he frowned and thought, "Anti-water? It doesn't feel like it! ”

"Then gentlemen, I will take my leave here." With a slight bow to everyone, the clown leaned back and jumped off the rooftop.

Although Iron Fist hadn't yet reacted to what was going on, Aooka had already understood that her brain was still racing while she was constantly creating fox fire to attack Voldemort.

"I see, did you decide to retreat when you saw that the difference in combat effectiveness was too great? But it's really a merciless summoner.,When you're sure you can't save everyone.,Choose to only protect your own summoner......"

Thinking of this, Qingqiu's body turned, and she summoned nearly ten balls of fox fire in one breath and turned into arrows to attack Voldemort.

Looking at Qingqiu's suddenly intensified offensive, Hannibal said with an unchanged expression: "Mr. Voldemort, please pay attention, this young lady is probably planning to retreat." ”

"Tsk...... Spotted so quickly? Gritting her teeth, Qingqiu didn't plan to make any more reservations, she shouted loudly at Iron Fist: "Iron Fist! Ready to retreat! If you continue to fight, there will be no results. ”

Although his brain is not as good as Qingqiu and the clown, but the combat power of Iron Fist is not covered, he is indeed weaker than the big man in front of him, but if he decides to fight on the premise of self-harm, the big man really can't stop him.

After swinging his arms like a machine gun and attacking more than a dozen punches in a row, Iron Fist's left arm muscles suddenly more than doubled, his body retreated slightly, and his left fist slammed into the big man's chest like a cannon shot, watching him stumble back a few steps, Iron Fist pulled his leg and left.

Qingqiu's movements were not slow, although Voldemort quickly reacted to Qingqiu's evacuation under Hannibal's reminder, but under Qingqiu's full attack, Voldemort was still unable to make an effective block.

Watching the two of them retreat towards the door of the rooftop, Voldemort and the big man wanted to catch up.

But at this moment, Qingqiu took out two things that looked the size of pencils from the purse on his waist and threw them back.

The objects collided with each other in the air, emitting a faint puff of smoke, followed by a violent explosion, and the entire building even shook slightly from the explosion.

The clown who operated the glider fell from the sky, and he casually left the Ye Heren he had just grabbed still on the ground, then turned his head to Rhythm and said, "Ready, Mr. Rhythm." Now that there's an explosion above, those two should be evacuated, and it's up to you to do it. ”