Chapter 35 : Is This Magic?

Seeing this, Lore just wanted to step forward to stop him, but was pulled back to the wall by Sword, and he hurriedly dissuaded: "We have just come to this city, don't be nosy, in case you anger the natives here, it's not a joke." ”

After hearing this, Lore replied: "This kind of thing is happening in front of my eyes, how can I leave it alone?!"

While the two were arguing, one of the leaders had already put his mouth to the girl's neck, and he opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs, as if ready to bite down at any moment.

At this moment, a figure flashed by the wall, and before the person could react, he jumped directly with his feet, and kicked the person in the face, kicking him straight out of more than ten meters.

That's right, this figure is Lore, who defies Ward's dissuasion and immediately solves the crisis.

"WOC, who are you?!" Although the man was frightened by the sudden kick, he immediately got up from the ground and yelled at the uninvited guest in front of him.

"I, the embodiment of justice, have come to squash you. "Now that the beam is over, Lore doesn't run away, and simply plays handsome. It was then that Lore saw the man's face, and he wore a red moxican hair, no, let's call it a cockscomb, a brown jacket with various iron rings, and various eyebrow studs and studs, and he looked like a street thug.

"You...... You've read too many TM novels, you dare to provoke me Simon Mourning Biao, give it to me, you must kill him!" The man shouted.

Simon mourning, isn't that right......

Without allowing Lordo to think about it, a dozen of Simon Fubiao's men rushed up, although they were not very strong, but they all carried weapons, from water pipes to laser swords, almost all kinds of weapons that could be used in street fights. Before leaving home, Lore had been learning martial arts from Carlos, and now he was finally able to come in handy. Lore dodged left and right, looking for a counterattack in defence, and after a few hooks and cross-kicks, several of his men fell to their knees with their stomachs clutched.

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, Lore is still difficult to deal with so many people, after a few rounds, he also has a lot of colors on his body, just as he is considering whether to use the war spirit in the city, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Squat!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword qi flew from behind him with a roar, directly hitting one of his subordinates at the front.

"You really don't listen to persuasion, and in the end you won't let me clean up the mess for you......"

"Why did you come out. Lore said with a smile, he didn't look back, just stared at the enemy in front of him, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was a little more.

"Aha, I haven't had a chance to appear in the next game before. Sword scratched his head, looking a little troubled, "Since it's just a gang of thugs, just run away, and think it's for the local area." ”

"What are you guys talking about?!" Ximen Fubiao suddenly spoke, "Suddenly came out and kicked Lao Tzu, not to mention the good things that ruined Lao Tzu, and injured Lao Tzu's subordinates, and most importantly, you still dare to ignore Lao Tzu!

Saying that, Ximen Fubiao pushed away the subordinates in front of him, took out a small piece of glass and a small piece of paper from his coat pocket, he pinched these two things with both hands, crossed his arms with each other, put on a strange posture, and muttered in his mouth: "Wind, please open up a field for me, light, please plan the outline for me......" At this moment, the glass in his hand shattered into powder out of thin air and disappeared into the air, and the piece of paper burned out of thin air and splashed on the ground, as if it had been manipulated, drawing a huge circle on the ground, encircling Lore and the gangsters. Lore and Sword were both a little surprised, while Simon continued to sing: "O fire, please create a new world for me, divide the two realms, and avoid all idlers!"

As the chant was finished, a translucent hemispherical film gradually formed over the circle drawn by the flames, making it difficult for them to see beyond the film.

"As long as it's in this membrane, no matter what you do, you won't be discovered by the outside world, okay, so how am I going to kill you next?huh?!" Simon's expression gradually became hideous, and he immediately took out a box of matches and a pair of shriveled bat wings from his coat pocket, put them in the palm of his hand, and then put his hands together, aimed them at Lore, and shouted: "With the blood of my sinners, summon the fire of wrath!"

Simon's hands began to burst into flames, forming a dazzling fireball the size of a football and flying towards Lore. Lore didn't dodge or dodge, as if he was going to take it head-on, and the moment the fireball touched Lore, a violent explosion and fire suddenly appeared, and even the spellcaster Simon Fubiao was pushed back a few steps because of the air flow generated by the explosion. But when the smoke cleared, Lore stood there unscathed, and looked at Simon with disdain.

"This can't be?! Why don't you kid have anything to do with it?!" Simon was taken aback, although this was only a micro fireball technique, but the power was comparable to one*, and the flames would spread everywhere after the explosion, even if he blocked the impact of the explosion, the flames would burn him, but at the moment, Lore was nothing, which greatly surprised him.

"You...... What the hell are you playing tricks?!" Simon asked.

"Is this so-called magic? really, the spell sounds handsome, but it turns out to be so ......powerful," Lore said, pretending to be a little disappointed, "Oh yes, Sword, can you please get that girl out first?" ”

"Huh?! Don't mention such a willful request, that's the first thing to say, it doesn't matter if these minions live or die. ”

"Well, you should only use the scabbard as much as possible. Lore said with a white eye, gouging out his ears again.

"Hey, there's a limit to looking down on people!" Simon Fubiao said angrily, "Don't think that your broken sword can hurt them, you Nanyan, just your luck just now, I don't believe you can ...... this time."

Simon Fubiao took out the materials again, put himself in a posture, and sang: "With the blood of my sinners, summon ......"

"You summoned Nima?"

Before he could finish the incantation, he received a heavy punch in the face from Lore, knocking him all away.

"I don't have the patience to wait for you to finish, and ......"

Lore struck an uppercut pose, and his fist-clenched right hand began to fire faintly.

"Don't play with fire in front of me!"

Lore punched a punch directly on Simon Mourning's chin, his body was suddenly surrounded by flames, flew into the air again, and quickly fell, and the flames were extinguished, leaving him lying on the ground with a scorched face, and a few teeth were lost.