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　　At the moment Zhou Ming blinked, Song Zongming rushed towards Zhou Ming like a flapping cheetah!

　　 In just a blink of an eye, the opponent is approaching!

　　 Zhou Ming pulled out the weapon he had inserted on the ground before, with one left hand and one right hand, and then a continuous metal crash sounded, the fire and wind roared, and the tongue of fire continued to lick Zhou Ming's skin.

　　 The ice layer covering Zhou Ming's skin melted and froze, almost overlapping sword strikes sounded, and sparks from metal friction were indistinguishable in the flames.

　　 Song Zongming's expression was a little surprised. He shot as fast as lightning. The narrow kitchen knife exploded with amazing power in his hand. The fierce offensive even Zhou Ming's double knives could only be defensive.

　　 "I won't be burned? Is there any curse on my body?" Song Zongming muttered to himself.

　　 He has not seen through Zhou Ming's concealed icing trick.

　　 Zhou Ming gritted his teeth. From the very beginning, he only relied on instinctive response to fight against him, and then gradually adapted to the fierce hand-to-hand combat rhythm, his brain seemed to regain the ability to think.

　　 Pull the left hand horizontally, and split the right hand vertically!

　　 The two knives in both hands were staggered at a short and unrecognizable interval, so that Song Zongming's kitchen knife could not continuously bounce off his second attacks. This time the counterattack effect was remarkable, and the distance was finally opened.

　　 An inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous. It is best to keep the distance above the length of the kitchen knife and within the range of your own long knife!

　　 Clinking irons, Zhou Ming saw a blond figure running out of the broken house in the rear, and ran out of the town along the side path. That was Song Zongming's wife!

usable!

　　 Zhou Ming moved his position calmly and approached the hostages.

　　 "It has nothing to do with her."

　　 Suddenly a wall of fire was built between Zhou Ming and the woman, and then Song Zongming moved his footsteps to block Zhou Ming's path. His expression was still calm and calm. Through his pupils, Zhou Ming could not see the madness he imagined.

The distance between him and the other party was shortened again. Song Zongming's vacant hand shrank slightly. In an instant, the surrounding airflow seemed to be rewinding towards him. Zhou Ming gave up the block without hesitation and chose full speed. Back!

　　 The next second, high temperatures are everywhere! The wind is blazing!

The light that could almost flash blind people's eyes flickered violently, the air swelled violently, and the fierce shock wave smashed the outer walls of the buildings on both sides of the street into broken cracks. The sound of glass cracking made the ordinary residents hiding in it fearful. Screamed, they couldn't escape before, but now they can't even get out of the picture.

　　 The explosion range expanded to fifteen meters, and all combustibles within a fifteen-meter radius were burning. The flames illuminated the night as bright as day. In the rising heat, this area turned into a purgatory on earth.

　　 In the center of the sea of ​​fire, in the rising flames, Song Zongming stood upright with his upper body exposed.

　　 His clothes were burned to ashes, revealing a fierce flesh covered with scars. No one would have thought that a man with such a gentle appearance would have such a wild body.

　　 "It's over." Song Zongming said blankly, looking at the front.

He knew that the one shot just now was enough to kill Zhou Ming. From the previous fight, it can be seen that Zhou Ming is not a conjurer. Although close combat is not bad, it is not as powerful as him. It is overwhelming for the hermit.

"Um?"

　　 Song Zongming frowned suddenly and noticed something strange.

　　 Right in front, a transparent wall gleamed in the firelight, like a glass.

What it is?

　　 Song Siming's pupils suddenly enlarged, it turned out to be an ice wall!

　　 "Call—"

　　 After the ice wall, Zhou Ming slowly took a deep breath.

In the next second, he stood up, the surrounding air violent, and fierce cold air erupted from him. A circle of white ice mist like scattered dust extinguished the surrounding ground fire, and the brightness of the street instantly decreased by several levels. From day to night.

　　 Song Zongming opened his eyes wide, staring at each other in disbelief, the shock in his heart could not be expressed in words.

　　 This guy is also a conjurer!

　　 Why does he use spells now!

　　 "There is no way."

　　 Zhou Ming pulled out his frozen hand from the ice wall, slowly walked around the ice wall, and returned to the opponent's field of vision.

　　 There was a burn on his shoulder, and there was a slight chill on his body.

As Zhou Ming paced out, the ground was covered with hoarfrost, and six-sided ice flowers blossomed. The ice blanket spread around Zhou Ming’s feet. The dim moon covered the ice blanket with blue light. Standing in the center of blue light, the whole body is illuminated by ice light and moonlight.

　　 He raised his head, his eyes collided with Song Zongming's.

　　 "Let's start." Zhou Ming said softly.

　　...

　　 On the higher roof in the distance, the crow and silver stood side by side, watching the battle between Zhou Ming and Song Zongming.

"It's really unusual. There is a 15-meter range of spells. According to standard estimates, it is also an intermediate level among A-level conjurers. They are all close to the upper level." Yin held his hands on his chest and stared at the battlefield with stern eyes. .

　　 "So you didn't actually come to see me this time, you came to see him."

　　 "Yes, he is the object I am observing." Yin said lightly.

　　 "No wonder."

　　 The lens of Crow's mask shimmered slightly in the moonlight, and no one could see her expression behind the mask.

　　 But Yin could guess how shocked the crow was. The graduate she led was fighting with a very dangerous conjurer, but she was stopped here by her mourner, watching coldly.

　　 "Are you surprised?" Yin asked.

　　 "It's okay." The crow replied casually, making people unable to tell the truth, but Yin directly regarded it as a fake.

"That kid obviously has a spell, but he chose to fight melee at the beginning. UU reading www.uukānshu.com didn't start using the spell until he was in desperation just now. What thoughts are clear at a glance? He wanted to hide his cards and was waiting for you. Support."

　　 "What is his suspicion?"

"I couldn't tell someone irrelevant, but I made an exception because it was you. I am investigating a serial homicide case. Among the three deceased I have found so far, one is that guy’s elementary school teacher, and the other is when he graduated from the investigation. The landlord of the house."

　　 "Are there any clues to him?"

"The murderer is very clean, unimaginably clean. Except for the unreliable intelligence of the interpersonal network, there is no other clue, but now that he has a spell, it is naturally more suspicious. One can contend with the A-level conjurer, And people who want to hide their rank... suspicious, right?"

　　 Crow didn't answer this question. She didn't think Zhou Ming was a person who had lost control. Zhou Ming's quality was very good, his emotional stability was tough, his instincts were sharp, and he was also very smart. He didn't look like a person who was out of control.

　　 In many years of working life, the crow has seen many people who are out of control. In the process of losing control of spirit to losing control of behavior, the thinking will have a huge change. The appearance of loss of sanity cannot be easily disguised.

　　 "He shouldn't lose control." The crow said something she shouldn't say in this position.

　　 Yin turned his head to look at the crow, and casually changed his statement: "Perhaps he hasn't lost control. It's just a murderer. No matter what, I know him better."

　　 After finishing speaking, Yin patted the crow on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't care, you might not see him anymore, don't worry about it."

　　 Yin cast his gaze to the distant battlefield, his eyes gradually narrowed.

　　 "However, this kid is really strong. You can't reach this level just by going to school."