The feeling of the blessed heart, the mind constructs the most perfect weapon form in the mind, and the body follows the instinct to deliver the strongest blow that fits the body and mind......

In fact, when Jory withdrew from that state of trance, he saw the moment he saw the weapon in his hand, and his heart was extremely entangled.

Sun, whip?

In the state of full attention just now, the only thing Jory was thinking about the perfection of the weapon form, he didn't feel what kind of weapon he had perfected at that time, and now he looked at the whip in his hand that he couldn't use at all, and wondered if he was mistaken...... He doesn't know how to use a whip!

After a moment of astonishment, Jory knew that it was not a question of why the whip had condensed at this time, and several fire hunters with different ideas walked in. Jory had inadvertently wrapped his whip around a firehunter's weapon and thrown it out of the air, and the firefighter was furious when he got up.

With so many firehunters present, it was a shame to be thrown away by an outsider in public, and the fire-hunter shouted and jumped up and flew towards Jori, the long knife with a cold light flashing orange afterglow slashing from top to bottom, straight towards Jori's body.

Looking at the fire-hunter with a calm face, the corners of Jory's mouth slowly hooked up with a sympathetic sneer.

"Idiot ......"

Seeing Qiao Li standing in place without dodging or dodging, the fire man scolded in a low voice.

In this regard, Xu Lihui smiled, hugged his sword and smiled without saying a word. And Johnson just closed his eyes and didn't bother to look with his eyes again.

The next moment, the blade slammed into Jory's shoulder, and the blade went from Jory's shoulder to his chest. The fire-hunter who had slashed the knife had not yet landed. There was a look of astonishment on his face as he slashed down. The touch transmitted to him by the amplitude of the impact of his hand flowed, and the blade slashed deep into Jory's shoulder with a thud. There was no sonorous stagnation during the period...... This feeling of chopping down is to show that there are no bones in Jory's body!

Blood splattered out, drenching the firehunter's face! He didn't understand why Jory didn't hide, and he was actually stabbed in the brain. As a result, before he could sneer, all the fire hunters present slowly turned pale.

In full view of everyone, the firehunter who had slashed Chory's shoulder in half with a single slash began to slowly fade as if he had lost color. Gradually transparency, slowly ...... He's disappearing......

The living man, right under everyone's noses, stiffened in place as if he had been immobilized, turned transparent, faded, faded into air, and there was no longer him in the cave.

Seeing a large living figure disappear from his eyes, Jory's left hand grabbed the hilt of the knife in front of his chest, and pulled the long knife out of his body. Throwing it to the ground, he sneered gloomily: "It's so ruthless, it hurts me to death." ”

His sneering demeanor did not look like a person who had been cut in half with a knife. The blood flowing on the surface of the body that was originally bloody shoulders turned into a blood mist and poured back into Jory's body.

Blood coming out of the wound. The tragic wound made by the long knife was after a strange blood mist surged. Jory cleared the blood mist, and he was dressed in a black and red leather suit that was as good as new. With his hands on his back, as if he was in too good shape, he smiled at all the fire hunters.

"Castlevania Crematorium Day Tour, does anyone else want to go? A squeak that wants to go. The current cemetery is too difficult to buy, and it is better to die early, so as not to die late and not be able to grab the grave for burial. Jory's strange laughter poured down like a basin of cold water, and as the fire-hunter who had slashed Jory and aired out in front of them, several of the other fire-hunters in the cave guessed something, and Jory mentioned the word "Castlevania" again......

The Lava Lord has made a soul pact with Jori, and anyone who dares to harm Jory in the Quenching Volcano will be punished. As the supreme master of the quenched volcano, the lava lord has the supreme right to rule a territory, and the lava lord has signed this contract, in the territory of the quenching volcano, as long as it belongs to the fire hunters under his command, anyone who violates the rules will be teleported into the castlevania, and enjoy the punishment of a part of the castlevania that is turned into a judgment.

In layman's terms, the Lava Lord, because of his own arrogance and contempt for Jory as an ant, will have a lot of fun for Jory in the coming days.

He is only allowed to attack the Firehunter, and the Firehunter who dares to fight back will disappear into thin air, and the Lava Lord is also in this list. No one can stop Jory whatever he wants, even if he stands by the lava lake all day long and abuses the eighteenth generation of female relatives of the Lava Lord, as long as the Lava Lord hurts Jory's hair, and is judged by the Soul Contract to have really hurt Jory, even the Lava Lord cannot be exempted from the punishment of the Soul Contract.

But if the arrogance is excessive, the lava lord will not be able to bear the provocation of his dignity, and he will be burned with Jory. Jory believes that the Lava Lord has the power to kill him with a single blow, but he doesn't believe that the Volcano's Fire Hunter can kill himself with the ability to dissolve fog in an instant.

Seeing the backs of the fire hunters slipping away, Qiao Li took a deep breath, calmed down and turned to look at Huo Nan, Johnson, and Xu Lihui.

As soon as he saw Qiao Li looking over, the fire man turned his head with his arms and snorted, "Don't look at me, those stupid. I didn't instigate it. ”

"I just want to see how restrictive the soul contract is, and I don't mean anything else." Xu Lihui smiled meaningfully at Qiao Li, and then asked Huo Nan: "You see it now, do you still want to beat him?" Brother, I'm here to advise you, if you want to die, hurry up as soon as possible, now the cemetery is in short supply, and if you die late, you won't be able to grab the grave......"

Xu Lihui imitated Qiao Li's tone of provoking those fire hunters just now, and ruthlessly stimulated the fire man.

The fire man scolded angrily: "Get out! If you die, I won't die! ”

"I won't die until you die, Xiao Zhengtai." Xu Lihui stretched out his hands and pouted and smiled.

The fire man's squinted eyes suddenly burst into anger, as if he had been stimulated by some unbearable stimulus, he knelt down on one knee and punched the ground, the bandage wrapped around his arm suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing a scarred arm.

"If you don't say that word, I'll treat you as a good friend." The fire man held back his anger and whispered in a deep voice.

Xu Lihui grinned, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If I don't call you Xiao Zhengtai, do you really think I am a good friend?" ”

Komasata......

It seems that Xu Lihui's words poked at the most painful place for the fire man.

At this moment, a strong smell of gunpowder appeared between Huo Nan and Xu Lihui.

"It seems that you have to fight to know ......"

"Afraid of you?"

The two people who burst out with the strong smell of gunpowder flashed out of the swish, their injuries were clearly not healed, but the majestic battle intent was like a powder keg, and it was about to explode.

Jory, who was still carrying his hands on his back, had stayed where he was, as if he couldn't figure out the current situation.

It seems that the most dazzling thing just now is him, how come a moment of time passes, and the feeling has changed, what is going on? Jory carried his hands behind his back, still holding the long whip he had condensed.

"Leave them alone, Jory."

Johnson seemed to be accustomed to sitting in the cave, and he said plainly: "Huonan and Xu Lihui are like this, they seem to be incompatible, but they have an excellent personal relationship. Usually when there is a problem that goes not going well, they will always find a reason to fight. ”

"It's you, I'm curious about the weapon you just used, we ...... How about a trick? ”

Speaking of this, Johnson stood up from the ground, he slowly drew the black heavy sword he was carrying, and carried the weapon weighing at least hundreds of pounds in one arm, staring at Jory.

Jory pondered for a moment, probably understanding what Johnson meant, and he didn't talk nonsense, just lacking a stake to practice his hands to familiarize himself with the new weapon.

Although Jory had never used a weapon like a whip, he trusted his instincts, and at that moment, the shape of the weapon perfected in the spirit of blood must have its value.

Just because Jory can't use a long whip doesn't mean that whip weapons are weak!

"I will respond to your attacks with complete defense, and as long as you attack me and I don't fight back, I will not violate the contract...... Again, let me see how you just threw a body away! (To be continued......)