Why are all of them passive skills?

Ye Jing explored a radius of one kilometer, which meant that Jack the Ripper was not far from their location, only a few hundred meters away.

At their speed, if they were going at full speed, it wouldn't even take a minute to cover a few hundred meters.

However, in order not to surprise Jack the Ripper, the three of them all slowed down, each of them moved lightly, and even their breath was hidden, for fear of alerting the enemy.

"How do you know the target's location?"

While moving, Gray asked in a low voice. The smell of blood in the air was so weak that he could hardly smell it, let alone identify his location. However, Ye Jing's decisiveness at that moment left a deep impression on him, as if Already determined the correct location of Jack the Ripper?

After hearing this, Ye Jing showed a mysterious smile: "The mountain man has his own clever plan, which cannot be said or revealed."

What could he say? He couldn't say anything.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Gray muttered quietly, but did not continue to ask. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and he was no exception.

Just as the three of them were still moving step by step, a sudden scream shocked their hearts.

"ah!"

The scream was very short, and it stopped abruptly in less than half a second. But it was this half second of scream that caused the expressions of Ye Jing and the others to change drastically.

"Help!"

Another cry for help broke through the silent night.

"quick!"

Ye Jing said in a deep voice, "Now that we have reached this point, what else can we hide?" The three of them speeded up and drove towards the direction of the cry for help!

In the dark alley, bright red blood splashed on the wall. A head and body were separated on the ground, and there was a very neat mark on the neck.

Apparently, he was decapitated with one blow.

Not far from the tragic scene, a yellow-haired young man in his twenties was lying on the ground, looking at the person in front of him with a horrified expression. No, it was a devil!

A pool of yellow liquid was already flowing out from his crotch, and his expression was extremely frightened.

In front of Huang Mao, stood quietly a man wearing a black robe, his face and body shape tightly wrapped.

In the man's right hand, there was a knife hanging, a black knife, with blood dripping from the blade.

"Do you know what color God is?"

Jack the Ripper stared at Huang Mao, who was extremely frightened. He did not attack his target directly, but asked softly to thank him.

"Please! Please! Let me go!"

Huang Mao no longer had the ability to judge, lying on the ground and retreating, trying to stay away from this demon.

"For the last time, do you know what color God is?" Jack the Ripper approached slowly, holding a black knife. His face was wrapped in a black robe, and his current expression could not be seen at all.

"No, no, I don't know...Grandpa! Ancestor! Let your grandson go!"

"Another mortal who doesn't know God..." A sigh came from under the black robe, and the black knife that was originally hanging in his hand was lifted up by him.

"Then remember, God is black."

Uh-huh!

He raised the knife and dropped it. At the moment when Huang Mao was about to be beheaded, a purple flying knife suddenly shot out from a distance and hit Jack the Ripper's black knife with a powerful impact. The knife was deflected a few inches, and only one ear was cut off.

"Tsk, another practitioner who wants money rather than his life." Jack the Ripper murmured, and you could hear a hint of anger in his tone.

However, things were not as simple as he thought. When he noticed that there were more than two realm auras, he did not hesitate, turned around and ran in the opposite direction of the flying knife, without any intention of fighting.

The speed of escape and the decisiveness of turning around are unmatched!

"Where to run!"

Soon enough, Gray's wings spread out and flew over the alley, scattering countless sparkling feathers. Each feather was like an extremely sharp arrow, shooting towards Jack the Ripper. go!

"There is actually a mutated flying light practitioner, which is a bit troublesome."

Jack the Ripper muttered to himself, but his steps did not pause at all. The black knife in his hand slashed through the air, and a line of dark energy appeared out of thin air, blocking all the feathers of light.

As he counterattacked, although his steps did not stop, his movement speed slowed down, giving Ye Jing who was following him an opportunity to attack.

Both of them use swords, Ye Jing is just a pure practitioner without attributes, while Jack the Ripper is a dark practitioner with elemental power.

Relatively speaking, an attack with added elements will be a bit stronger than an attack without attributes, but it still depends on personal strength or the difference in weapons.

For example

Ye Jing's golden knife and Jack the Ripper's black knife.

Ye Jing's figure flashed forward, past Gray's indiscriminate attack of light feathers, and headed straight for Jack the Ripper!

The moment he got closer, a long shining golden knife suddenly appeared in his empty hand. The golden knife was wrapped with spiritual energy and carried by the wind, and slashed towards Jack the Ripper's body!

"Tsk, a knife with no attributes."

Jack the Ripper kept talking to himself, but it did not affect his action. A faint black deathly aura suddenly appeared on his black knife, wrapping the entire blade. He who was still running suddenly stopped and turned to one side. Very cleverly dodged Ye Jing's attack.

Then.

Backhand, he didn't even look behind him, the backhand was just a knife!

And this knife hit Ye Jing's neck accurately!

not good!

Ye Jing's pupils shrank sharply, and the black knife, with a strong breath of death, slashed towards his neck. This knife was a decapitating knife!

Damn it! If you can't dodge it, is it necessary to use [War of War]'s defense to death from the very beginning?

Ye Jing secretly shouted that he was careless. He didn't expect Jack the Ripper to react so quickly. In an instant, he could perfectly prepare a dodge + counterattack offensive. From stopping to beheading, a series of actions took just one second. It was done, and he was dazzled by it.

Just when Ye Jing thought that his [War of War] was about to be beaten out, his feet seemed to be tripped by something, and his upper body leaned back slightly, barely avoiding the decapitation knife.

Ye Jing touched his cold neck and sweat started to form on his forehead. One inch, just one inch. If it weren't for the [Sorrow of War] on his body, he would have been one inch away from death!

Ye Jing lowered his head and glanced at his feet. His shadow was trembling slightly. It was Ai Xiaokui who helped him once.

"A practitioner who is lucky, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Jack the Ripper's muttering to himself came from under the black robe. Facing the attack from Ye Jing and Gray, he advanced instead of retreating and rushed straight towards Ye Jing. In his other hand, another black weapon suddenly appeared. knife.

"My name is Jack the Ripper, not Jack the Beheader!"