"Cultist ......"

Fei Lin immediately judged that this must be a male cultist lurking in the guard.

The evil art of gnawing fangs is either to create weirdness and control weirdness, or to transform itself into a monster, and the male cultist in front of him must have transformed himself into a monster.

The reason why he was able to smell the "strange aura" was probably because he smelled the breath of this male cultist who had transformed himself into a monster.

Because of the reason for transforming himself into a monster, the smell on this male cultist, especially when using evil magic, is extremely similar to that of monsters.

Swish!

The red-haired young man slashed at the male cultist with his sword, the air torn apart and a shrill roar rang out.

The power of this sword was extremely strong, and the momentum caused by the crackling slash was even stronger than the momentum of Ferrin's attack with the fangs of madness now.

The male cultist responded, a bony blade growing from his arm that collided with the red-haired young man's sword.

Clang!

The two collided, and there was a metal-like crashing sound.

The sword of the red-haired young man could cut through even the same size of steel.

But the bones grown from the body of the male cultist actually have a hardness far stronger than steel, blocking this fierce sword.

Katsa!

The stone paved street floor, because of the force transmission after the collision of the two, actually appeared like a spider web.

"Four-ring energy level!"

Fei Lin's face became solemn.

With this destructive power, it is likely that the "technique" practiced by the red-haired young man and the male cultists has reached the four rings.

The Four Rings is the last realm before the Central Mystic, and reaching this realm indicates that the two of them are only one step away from the Central Mystic.

Moreover, its own combat power is also close to that of the Central Ring Mystic, and there is a significant difference between it and the four rings.

Airplanes!

A white glow appeared on the edge of the blood-colored long sword in the red-haired young man's hand, as if the blade had widened and extended a sharper edge.

Then, he dodged close to the male cultist and slashed at the male cultist.

Katsa!

With a crisp sound, the bone knife extending from the male cultist's arm was sliced off.

The male cultist hurriedly stepped back and withdrew his hand, which prevented it from being slashed by the blood-colored sword.

Clinging to the white light, the sword in the red-haired young man's hand became noticeably sharper.

If he was slashed by the blood-colored sword, his arm would probably be severed.

"If you can increase the sharpness of your weapon, you should be a master of arcane weapons!"

Felin had a judgment on the secret art practiced by the red-haired young man.

Weapon Master, a secret art that only those who have reached the master level with a certain cold weapon are eligible to practice.

After practicing this secret art, the weapon that is the organ of the secret art will become extremely strong, so strong that even the Twelve Rings Mystic Master cannot destroy it.

In addition, you can also gain extraordinary abilities such as attaching sharpness to weapons, slashing out of body blade light, and making weapons heavier to gain heavy attack power.

"I know all the mystics of the Security Bureau, but they are definitely not the secretors of the Security Bureau, I don't know which mysterious organization's mystics are the mysticists......

Seeing that the red-haired young man was not left behind, Fei Lin did not immediately appear to assist the red-haired young man, but hid.

Extreme Soul Chaos

In his judgment, it is better to hide and wait for an opportunity to sneak attack than to show up and join the battle.

Buzz –

His left hand was wiped on the mysterious spear, and the armor-piercing attribute ritual diagram was suddenly engraved on the mysterious power bullet, and he began to look for the opportunity to sneak attack.

Hugh, Hugh, Hugh!

Knowing the sharpness of the sword in the red-haired young man's hand, the male cultists did not dare to let the red-haired young man approach again.

The bone spurs on his body trembled, and they actually turned into hidden weapons and sprayed out, quickly shooting at the red-haired young man.

Faced with the sudden shot of bone spurs, the red-haired young man's face changed.

Kacha, Kacha, Kacha!

The afterimage of his hands was so fast that he slashed one after another, which blocked the attacking bone spurs and avoided being stabbed by the bone spurs.

With the power of a bone spur, if it is stabbed, it will definitely not be a minor injury.

The moment the male cultist shot a bone spur and his body froze in place, Felin attacked.

Bang!

Armor-piercing bullets with mysterious purple veins erupted from the barrel of the gun and struck the male cultist with his back to him.

"Not good!"

At this moment, the male cultists sensed the danger coming from the rear.

Animals have an instinct to perceive danger, and those who have acquired extraordinary abilities, whether they are mystics or cultists, have an even stronger instinct for danger.

The higher the level of extraordinary ability, the stronger this intuition becomes.

He hurriedly used his extraordinary ability to grow three layers of overlapping bone fragments on his back.

Each layer of bone fragments is much harder than steel of the same size.

The bone fragments are extremely hard, but the penetration of the armor-piercing bullet is also extremely strong, which is a contest between spear and shield.

Burst!

The first layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the second layer of bone fragments.

Burst!

The second layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the third layer of bone fragments.

Burst!

The third layer of bone fragments is penetrated, and all three layers of bone fragments with a hard texture are penetrated.

However, after all, the male cultist's evil art has reached the four rings, and it is obviously a magic that is good at defense.

And although the power of the Mystic Spear that Fei Lin practiced ranked among the top ten in the Mystic Arts, it was only three rings after all, one ring lower than that of male cultists.

Katsa!

After piercing the three layers of bone fragments, the armor-piercing projectile finally ran out of power, and the fragmentation disappeared.

Stop!

Before the male cultist could breathe a sigh of relief, a blood-colored long sword with white light on the edge quickly stabbed towards the male cultist.

As a four-ring mysticist, the red-haired young man naturally wouldn't miss the gap between the male cultists fending off attacks from behind and being distracted.

Decisively dodge and raid the male cultists.

“……”

The male cultist changed color, but it was too late to react, after all, he was facing a mystic of the same level, and his speed and reaction were not inferior to him in all aspects.

Burst!

The blood-colored sword stabbed out of his chest and in the back, destroying his heart with a powerful destructive force.

As the red-haired young man pulled the red-haired man back, a hole appeared in his chest that was transparent from front to back, and blood kept flowing from front to back.

The look on his face froze, and he fell backwards, not moving.

"Contact Mystery, Mystic Points Plus 4.5."

Walking out of the hiding place, Fei Lin approached the corpse of the male cultist, and immediately the words appeared and disappeared quickly in front of him.

"Thank you, I'm Lucas Gaucho of the Silver Sword, ...... you?"

The red-haired young man looked at Ferrin.

It was Fei Lin who attacked the male cultist just now, and it is not difficult to guess.

And the power of the attack is very strong, otherwise the male cultist will not be distracted, giving him a chance.

Among his peers of similar age, there are not many people with this kind of strength, and he can't help but be curious about the identity of the person in front of him.

"Security Agency Ferin. Sox. ”

Fei Lin nodded to the red-haired young man and quickly left.

If it weren't for the Great Red Sacrifice hanging above his head like the sword of Bodhidharma, he wouldn't mind talking for a while with the red-haired young man from the Silver Sword of the Great Power.

But the current situation does not allow it.

Sou!

Running at full speed, Ferrin was soon far away from the place where the red-haired young man was fighting the cultists.

He is preparing to use the fangs of madness to search for the strange through his sense of smell.

Buzz –

Suddenly, above the sky, a huge ritual diagram changed.