Marvel's Strongest Magician

Chapter Four Hundred And Fiftieth

"Great opportunity!" On the side, Da Vinci, who had always had trouble hitting Souji Okita, had a flash of light in his eyes.

Once this person flies into the air, changing lanes becomes almost impossible.

Okita Souji is not a person with supernatural power, this guy is just an ordinary human with superb swordsmanship, but this guy is so powerful that it is difficult for a magician like Da Vinci to lock her!

And in At the moment, Souji Okita finally showed his flaws, how could Da Vinci not be excited?

She didn't direct the mechanical puppet to lock her anymore, that was too slow, but at this time Da Vinci raised her mechanical arm.

The light of magic power gathered at the moment, and in just a short moment, there was only a sound of 'boom', and the mechanical arm was filled with magic power, and it rushed out instantly!

At this time, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere, and hit the scarf around Chongtian's neck, pulling it out of nowhere in the air, changing the fact that she was about to be named by Da Vinci's gauntlet.

Okita was brought straight to the wall by the black shadow, and the black shadow was stuck on the wall, trembling slightly, and Okita Souji was naturally hung on it.

No need to look back, Okita knew that it was just a broken knife.

She twisted her figure, and the scarf around her neck naturally made a "squeaky" sound, and it had been shattered to 320 degrees, completely revealing her delicate face.

When she fell to the ground, she immediately jumped lightly, Wang.

Because At the moment Matthew has stuck to it again.

If you don't stalk and stalk, and use the speed and killing ability of Chief Tian, ​​these employees who haven't escaped will naturally die as many as possible.

"Tsk." It was empty, which was naturally annoyed, Da Vinci stared and looked to the side.

Holmes, what are you doing?

Why is it so useless?

A few seconds ago, Holmes had already rushed towards Qi Teng.

Qi Teng was unmoved at all, his breath was steady, but the hand holding the scabbard tightened even more.

Holmes' brain was running crazily at this moment, information about the surrounding environment and the enemy collided crazily in his brain.

Qi Tengyi from the Shinsengumi...These guys' swords are fast, I can't guard against them, I have to keep a distance, and find a way to destroy his sword.

Huh, fortunately there are guns here, although these guys can cut bullets, but the potential energy brought by the bullets can't be exempted by his knife no matter what, when his knife breaks, (cdbd) he has no chance to intercept me, The moment I pick up the gun, he will find a way to get close to me!

What Nick is talking about here is...witchcraft, a technique that originated from the Far East, but seeing that the person doesn't seem to sacrifice anything, the effect of this technique should be easily interrupted.

All I have to do is give Nick this guy's head a shot.

Well the hypothesis deduction is over.

In a short moment, in other people's minds, it is difficult to calculate even a calculation problem at this moment, but Holmes's mind has roughly changed the calculation of the situation.

He is indeed a guy who makes decisions before acting, and his mobility is not generally high.

While running, Holmes jumped out suddenly, quite abruptly, I don't know how he used the pace, Qi Teng just raised his eyebrows.

Sherlock Holmes rolled on the ground, and there were already two submachine guns used by the guards in his hands.

"Da da da da da da!" The rain of bullets flew out, and Saitoichi immediately pulled out the scabbard in his waist from his waist, and then defended with the long knife in his hand.

Crackling, crackling, crackling, until the magazines of the two guns in Holmes' hands were empty, and he immediately turned over again, trying to pick up the guns scattered on the ground beside him.

The knife in Qi Teng's hand had been broken into two pieces, seeing that Holmes was still about to pick up the gun, he also started to move at this moment.

With one hand, he threw the short sword in his hand, hitting Souji Okita's scarf from a distance, and with the other hand, he also threw the scabbard towards Holmes.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately pulled out a handful of short ribs from his arms, and stepped on the ground with both feet, showing that his speed was slightly inferior to that of the Soaring Chief, and rushed towards Holmes like the wind.

But at this moment, Holmes suddenly stretched out a hand, stopping his tendency to roll forward. At the same time, he straightened his hand and stood upside down. At this moment, the magic lens on his back aligned perfectly. Qi Tengyi.

It fell through.

Qi Teng confirmed it.

A large amount of light spewed out from those magic lenses behind Holmes, and they bloomed in unison.

No matter how fast Qi Tengyi is, it cannot be faster than the speed of light.

Countless rays of light gather at this moment!

The accumulation of a little makes a lot, and the amount of magic power can also cause good damage at this moment.

Qi Teng rolled quickly, and the cloth on his body was already burning. It's just that this rolling immediately extinguished the flames, but the heat brought by the countless light sources still burned him

He looked up hastily, but saw Holmes casually picked up a brick and threw it towards Nick.

If so, Qi Teng won't lose, he also picked up a stone casually and threw it forward.

"Crack!" The stone was so small that it hit the brick that Holmes threw, but it couldn't break it. But this actually affects the path of the brick

The brick fell on Nick's back.

The loud noise "brought Nick's words to a halt again.

"Crack!" The shattering sound echoed in the illusion world set by Ashiya Michimitsu.

Nick raised his head and looked at the ceiling, where the voice seemed a little deafening.

"Hehehehe." There was a sneer, and Nick cast his indifferent gaze over it.

"Kunlun people, how are you?" Lu Wudaoman said while sitting on the bone throne, looking at Nick who was pierced by countless white bone spears in front of him.

"It's so-so, that's all. The beatings I've endured don't rank well." Nick spat out a mouthful of blood, and said disdainfully.

"Hahahahahahaha." Ashiya Michiman couldn't help laughing wantonly after hearing this.

In this spiritual world, he wears a completely different attire from the outside world.

This black dress is obviously the Taoist uniform of an Onmyoji. He shook his sleeves and took out his fan.

"Well, as a slave, you are quite playful." Daoman took a fan and tapped it in his hand for fun.

"What the hell did you... do to me?" Nick asked with a livid face.

"Ah, well, it's not a difficult thing. It's just a simple illusion." Daoman shook his folding fan and covered his mouth.

His eyes narrowed slightly. Looking humble, Nick didn't need to think about knowing what a smug smile was hidden by the folding fan. .

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