If it weren't for Jacob's sudden flash of inspiration and looking around, maybe he would really be killed by Rosie's secret attack.

This guy is not a priest at all, but a shameless thief.

Rosie lay in the grass by the side of the road, dressed in a gray robe, motionless, and if it weren't for his good eyesight, he really wouldn't have found a person hiding here.

"You pestered a few knights, and I'll deal with that bastard. Jacob also carried a one-handed sword, gritting his teeth, this time he must avenge the last sword revenge.

Rosie saw Jacob lunge at him, and without saying a word, he turned and ran. Jacob has a wealth of martial arts experience that he can't match. Even if the two sides are physically similar, if you want to win against Jacob, you have to have some luck.

He left here to avoid being besieged by others. Originally, the odds of winning were not great, and if they were still besieged, they would definitely die.

Jacob also understood Rosie's thoughts, but in his opinion, the last injury was an accident, because he didn't have a weapon in his hand and an extra stone under his feet, which made him lose his center of gravity, otherwise he would have to deal with a teenage hairy boy like Rosie, and he would really have been sent away.

One ran, the other chased, and in about two or three minutes, they had already run to the side of the church near the low wall. There is no one else here, just the two of them.

The panting Jacob looked at Rossi, who was no longer fleeing, and while he was relieved, he also had a cruel smile on his face. After being adopted by a gang since he was a child, he understood a truth, in this world, if you want to be respected and live a good enough life, you have to make others afraid of you. How do you make others fear you? The easiest way to do this is to slaughter your own kind.

He has killed a lot of people over the years, including ordinary civilians, valuable businessmen, and more outlaws like him. The nickname of the mad dog Jacob is not just a casual talk, as long as he is targeted, he has to tear off a piece of meat.

When he was in Lyme City, many people would tremble when they saw his legs. He killed so many people, but he was not arrested, the key is that the strength of the Tigers is very strong, and the sheriff of Lyme City does not want to offend the Tigers, as long as someone comes out to carry the bag, he can get by. And the person who can really decide the fate of the Tiger Society has long been fed by the Tiger Society, and he is not willing to lose this gold owner.

"Not running?", Jacob waved the one-handed sword in his hand, and the blade broke through the wind resistance and made a whining sound, like a life-threatening note, which was particularly beautiful.

Rosie gasped slightly, holding the one-handed sword horizontally in front of him, he and the guys in the samurai regiment had learned a few swordsmanship, plus the martial arts novels he had read before crossing over, he somewhat understood how to use the sword. He glanced at Jacob and shook his head slightly, "Why are you running? I'm just choosing a cemetery for you." He shrugged his shoulders, "Please rest here in peace!"

Jacob looked at his surroundings vigilantly, the grass more than a foot high could not hide the body of an adult, there were no big trees around, and there were no obstacles that could block the body of an adult. The corners of his mouth twitched, three steps and two steps, picked up his one-handed sword and slashed it from top to bottom.

Rossi raised his hand to block it, and with a bang, the two swords intersected, bursting out with a few sparks. He sinked his wrist and took a step back. Jacob's strength is not weak, slightly stronger than himself, and he is thinking about how to trap this guy at this time.

Before the crossing, he was just a hard-working white-collar worker, and he had never fought since he was a child, and even if he quarreled, there were only a few times. The heavy social pressure taught him to be submissive, because the cost of rebellion was too high for him to bear. The only sword and sword shadow may be the scene in film and television works, in the old boy or martial arts works, the protagonists are holding long swords and long knives, living a bloody life.

Ordinary people yearn for an extraordinary life, and he fantasizes that one day he can also fight with swords, fresh clothes and angry horses, and surrender to everything wherever he looks.

And now, this is the life he is going to face, and he can feel that his blood seems to be starting to burn! Because of the excitement, the functions of the whole body have reached their peak state at this moment!

Unlike Rosie's faint excitement, Jacob was left in shock.

His strength is not the greatest in the Tigers, and there are people who are stronger than him, but not much. His sword was full of anger and determination to kill, and it was very old, but it was blocked by Rosie? He couldn't believe it himself, but the facts were in front of him.

Years of fighting life gave him enough experience, and before he could move his thoughts, his body's instinct made him kick out.

Rosie was kicked hard by his kick, staggered back two steps, and before he could stabilize his center of gravity, Jacob smiled and pressed again. The one-handed sword in his hand is like the blade of an electric fan, fiercely and constantly attacking Rosie's flaws.

For a while, Rosie could only barely resist, her brain was blank, and it was completely up to instinct.

"Kill!", Jacob gathered all his strength, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed it hard, Rossi raised his hand to block, and the whole person was split and flew out.

"I'm going to kill you slowly!", Jacob grinned, spitting white air from his mouth, and the autumn morning was already cool. The world, which does not have so many chemical industries, does not yet have the crisis of global warming, and the temperature is much lower than in another world.

Seeing that Jacob was about to walk in front of Rossi, his feet suddenly crooked, and he stepped on a stone like the last time.

In fact, there is no big problem when you step on a stone, what really goes wrong is that you only step on a stone with half a foot. Half of his body's center of gravity missed, and his attention was focused on Rossi at this time, and he almost fell crooked without paying attention.

The opportunity was rare, Rossi knew that there was still a certain gap between himself and Jacob, he jumped to the top, and stabbed straight with a one-handed sword in both hands. Jacob's frightened soul was scattered, his center of gravity was already crooked, his body was also out of balance, where could he use his strength? A sword swung away Rossi's weapon, rolled to the side on the spot, half-crouched and rubbed his ankle, which was a little uncomfortable, and stood up again.

A series of events deprived Jacob of the best chance to kill Rosie, and he spat on the ground and got back to his feet. Twisting his neck and making a gurgling sound, "I'll see how lucky you can get." ”

Rosie, who had found a chance to get up, gasped, and the battle time of less than a minute was more tiring than running for three minutes. He stared at Jacob's movements, not daring to relax in any way.

And at this time, he also realized that the last time he was able to take advantage of it, it was thanks to those guys who had already gone to hell who despised him too much, including Jacob in front of him.

The two fought together again, and Jacob kept wielding his one-handed sword to suppress Rosie, and Rossi could only resist Jacob's attack, constantly pushing back.

Seeing that the weapon in Rossi's hand was swinging away again, Jacob smiled and raised his one-handed sword to chop him, and his body suddenly tilted again.

In the midst of the lightning, Rosie sank down, stood with his legs in a horse step, and slashed horizontally with his sword.

Losing his balance and feeling the hard bulge beneath his feet, Jacob's soul flew away in fright, and Nima stepped on the stone again. He lifted his breath sharply and shrunk his stomach, the tip of the sword still slashing over his belly, making him feel a slight chill.

At this time, what he wants to do most is to scold his mother, why does he always step on a stone at such a juncture?

He touched his belly, there was a two or three inches long wound on it, the injured skin tightened, the wound was like a child's lips turned up, the beige fat was exposed, and blood gushed out along the wound.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the vital point, and it didn't cut the blood vessels, so the blood flow was not much.

Even the most stupid person found that it didn't seem right, he stood up again with a solemn expression, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Rosie laughed twice and didn't answer.

The blessing technique is surprisingly easy to use.,I don't know if it's an abnormality caused by my own crossing.,In short, this magic is particularly easy to use.。

Jacob didn't dare to rush again, for fear of stepping on another stone. After just a few minutes of fighting, he discovered a shocking fact, that is, Rossi's combat experience was growing rapidly. From barely being able to stop his attacks at the beginning, to now being able to withstand his stormy attacks, and sending out a lethal counterattack the moment he misses, this kind of rapid growth makes people feel frightened.

His heart was beating fast, and Jacob sensed that something was in trouble, but at the same time the desire to kill Rossi was even stronger.

If such a person can't kill him while he is growing up, when he really grows up, it will definitely be very fatal to Jacob.

He no longer had the idea of torturing Rosie, his face was gloomy and terrible, he sneered and took out his pistol from behind him, aimed at him in Rosie's frightened and desperate eyes, and gently pulled the trigger.

A gunshot rang out, and bright red blood burst out!

It's like a flower that blooms with charm!