Let's not mention the huge gap in musicians' attainments.

It is not an exaggeration to say that just this hand is still in chaos in the incineration, and the swordsmanship that kills the move, Ye Qingxuan can't beat it at all now!

Miscalculated, miscalculated......

Ye Qingxuan made a lot of calculations, but he didn't count that the professor's real hole cards were hidden here. This talent is outstanding even among the moon spirits, right? Otherwise, those moon spirits would have dominated the world long ago, and where else would there be human beings......

Luckily, fortunately, there's Bolero's thread.

In the midst of the professor's onslaught, Ye Qingxuan was like an unpredictable prophet, dodging the professor's double swords like a 'leisurely stroll'. The two blades of the sword were close to his throat, heart, and lower yin, and the move was fatal. Every time the blade flashed in a millimeter, Ye Qingxuan always had a feeling of chill all over his body.

If it weren't for the thought line, he would really have to explain here today.

He was dual-minded, did not forget to fight back, and controlled the silver dust everywhere to sweep towards the professor. When the silver dust fell on the Professor's body, it snorted and embedded in the body, igniting the flesh and making the Professor feel like he had fallen into lava.

At the end of the burning, even the bones of both arms were exposed from behind the charcoal, and it was terrible.

Ordinary people would have gone crazy when they encountered this kind of pain, but the professor didn't even say a word, but his swordsmanship was still fierce and became more and more violent, ignoring Ye Qingxuan's counterattack and Yinchen's natural restraint on him,

Having exhausted the vitality he had plundered from Qingya, he looked like he was going to bury Ye Qingxuan here!

What about you!

Ye Qingxuan's face was gloomy, staring at the professor's face that had turned into charcoal in the flames, and his eyes were full of murderous intent:

"-Unfortunately, Professor. You're a good opponent!"

Right on him, the aether fluctuations suddenly went wild.

He didn't keep his hands anymore, he was full of murderous intentions.

It's on top of the cane. Indra's eyes lit up suddenly, as if sensing a call, and the torrential rain outside the church, which had been temporarily suspended, suddenly fell from the sky again, obscuring the sky.

The sound of thunder reverberated between the worlds.

"Roar!"

In the crimson swirl, the professor swallowed the flames and shouted angrily.

Immediately afterward, his body shook. The burning silver dust was shaken off out of thin air, and the two twin swords buzzed and vibrate, and a line of blood flowed from the moon-like blades.

The melody attached to it is circled, and the effects of 'Dragon Strike', 'Blood Knot', and 'Rotten Poison' are activated.

It was visible to the naked eye, as the blade swept by, the wind whistled, and it actually cracked the stone bricks in the ground, as if it had been ravaged by a giant dragon.

It also hides the curse that once blood is seen, it will never heal, leaving behind a poisonous tarsal bone.

He felt the next blow from Sherlock Holmes' calling thunderbolt. The professor brewed his momentum, and his ferocity suddenly skyrocketed.

At this time, he didn't look like a musician anymore, but a samurai with fierce swordsmanship and murderous intent, with his double swords hidden in his sleeves and his blades vibrating like a dragon's roar.

If this blow can't kill him, then it's Ye Qingxuan who will die!

At the moment when the sword roared and climbed to the top. The frenzied fluctuations of the ether also erupted from Ye Qingxuan's body.

In the midst of countless silver dust dances, Ye Qingxuan suddenly stretched out his hand. A little forward out of thin air, the bright light illuminated the professor's pupils, and he froze!

It was as if the scorching sun was falling from the sky, sprinkling endless glow.

It was not Indra's angry thunder, but a note that was extremely enhanced to the limit.

Just above the control of the Nine Heavens, dozens of instantaneous notes and lights overlapped. The power has skyrocketed dozens of times. The fierce light that was enough to blind people's eyes, and even shone through the human body, revealing the shadows of the bones, brewed out from Ye Qingxuan's fingertips, engulfing everything.

The professor instinctively raised his hand and covered his eyes. But the silver dust in the void danced wildly, and it spontaneously multiplied. Combined with each other, they become a real mirror.

Dozens of huge mirrors rose from the ground and formed a matrix, engulfing the professor and generously giving him the endless glow for his own use.

In the matrix, the glow was like ten days in the sky, and the light of countless silver dust brought a sharp pain that instantly tore flesh and bones into pieces.

It was light, the natural nemesis of the Moon Spirit Clan, like the light of the silver moon!

The professor let out a scream of rage.

The blade roared, sliced through the matrix, and broke the seal!

Can be empty in the church...... There is still a shadow of the enemy there?

"Ran away?!"

In the same place, the professor's bloody body was rapidly recovering, and the fatal wounds from the silver artifact were slowly recovering.

The pale bones, the terrible flesh, and the pale skin gradually returned to his body, but his eyes were so furious, stunned, and ...... Depressed!

There seemed to be a lingering sound of Sherlock Holmes' cheerful laughter in the air.

Run away after pretending, it's really exciting!――

"Lalala, lalala, I'm a little expert who runs away, and I'm not afraid of wind and rain...... Tick Little Connoisseur~"

In the pouring rain, on the street, there is a man pushing a small cart and trotting down the street in the torrential rain, like a worker who loves to work.

As if hearing the angry roar of a church not far away, he turned his head with a happy expression under the deer-hunting hat.

Ran away?

"Nonsense, of course it's going to run. He pursed his lips, "You're desperately trying to kill someone, why do you have to bring you food if I don't run?"

Muttering under his breath, his steps quickened again.

Fortunately, because it was too dangerous to meet the professor, he sent Bai Xi back in advance, otherwise it would be difficult to run at this time.

In the pouring rain, he looked down at the 'trophies' in the trolley, well, it was originally the trophies that belonged to the professor.

A massive heavy sword that was so heavy that he could almost carry it, 'Sigh', and a 'steel skeleton' that remained after the Chainsaw Monk had been digested by the Green Fangs.

The mechanical structure implanted in the inside of the body, clinging to the bones, was all blue, and a large amount of lapis gold was mixed with it when it was cast, and even the face had a thin net that had been twisted.

This is a technique unique to the Chainsaw Monks, who, after separating from the Order, became the world's largest arms dealer. What he does best is human body modification, implanting this steel mechanism in the human body. Transform fragile human bodies into invincible berserkers.

Coupled with the Sword of Sigh, which specializes in breaking defenses, it is simply a musician killer. Although in terms of rank, it is far less powerful than the Gospel Armor, but it is also a very good technology!

I'm afraid the council hired this chainsaw monk to do his dirty work, and drew a lot of money. What did the slut brother say?

Although this skeleton is still far from the technology of the Gospel armor, it can be changed and repaired. After removing some more components, it would be no problem to put it in the 'Dungeon Gentleman', right?!

Imagining the destructive power of the chainsaw monk to tear down the wall like breaking paper, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Although I didn't expect the professor to work so hard, this wave is not a loss, this wave is not a loss......"

Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, comforting himself - forcibly do not lose!

In the midst of the rainstorm, he jogged with a trolley, little by little, away from the church area. But in the rain, there was a faint figure coming up.

is a homeless man who inhabits a garbage heap. He should have been wise to protect himself, and the farther away he could hide in the face of the characters he couldn't provoke, the better.

But he didn't know why, but he mustered up the courage and stopped Ye Qingxuan's side.

"Mr. Holmes?"

He asked cautiously.

"It's me. Ye Qingxuan frowned.

"Someone wants to see you. ”

The homeless man was stung by his eyes, and involuntarily took a step back, timidly uttering the name that gave him courage:

- Shaman. ”

Ye Qingxuan frowned.

It was as if I had received some news, and soon, a dark carriage came in the rain. stopped beside Ye Qingxuan.

In the carriage, the gray-haired old man pushed open the door. I took off the pipe from the corner of my mouth.

"Mr. Holmes?" the ghost hand looked at him.

"You know I'm here?" Ye Qingxuan looked at their well-prepared appearances.

Ghost Hand smiled, raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "It's too loud, to be honest, we can't even notice it."

The shaman said you're here, and we're looking for you. ”

As he spoke, a steady stream of people were withdrawing from the alleys of the entire city.

The bunch of guys. Almost all the channels in and out of the vicinity were watched, and I don't know how many people were dispatched, and they put every place in and out of sight almost without any strategy.

This can only be said to be a way to play only when there are many people, right?

"The shaman's order is to keep the professor if he finds him. Ghost Hand said. "If you find Sherlock Holmes, send him back. ”

"Please?"

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows subtly: "It sounds like I still have a choice?"

"It's 'please.'" ”

The ghost hand repeated again, smiling and pointing behind him: "If it's inconvenient, please take care of yourself, we will never force it." ”

"Oh, then I'm not going. ”

Ye Qingxuan laughed, pulled the small cart back two steps, and waved goodbye: "Let's call it a day, you don't need to send it, I'll flash first."

The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, and we will have ...... in the future"

He said, "The old ghost will be waiting for you there." ”

The ghost hand interrupted him, and waited.

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly, "Can you help me keep an eye on this little cart? It's not easy to make such a set, don't let the scavengers sneak away for me." ”

With a wave of his hand, two strong men came over, picked up the trolley and the things on it, and put them into the carriage.

"Please. ”

The ghost got out of the car and opened the car door for Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan glanced back at him, took off his deer-hunting hat, and bent down into the carriage: "Where is the shaman?"

"A place you know well. ”

Ghost hands close the car door, "221 Baker StreetB." (To be continued......)