He could guess the tactics formulated by the other party. Obviously, the other party was concerned about Vilicia, so he planned to use wheel battles to reduce his physical strength.

These people wanted to wait until he was exhausted and had to use Vilicia's divine power, and then lead the remaining people to rush forward and kill him in one breath.

The prototype raised the corner of his mouth, and he felt that he was underestimated. How could he have imagined that such a conventional tactic was not even considered a strategy in his eyes.

"It's useless to go up one by one, I'm not that weak!"

The sound of the prototype echoed in the huge church, and stacked echoes flew towards the corridor outside the gate. After a while, several figures finally appeared at the end of the corridor. As soon as they emerged, they picked up the rifle in their hands and pulled the trigger at the prototype.

Both sides made a decision. Bai Mufeng felt that a one-on-one fight was just a waste of combat power, so he sent more people, while the prototype was waiting for an opportunity with as many people as possible to ask Vilicia to order.

In the firelight, dense barrage flew towards the prototype. The prototype waved the blade, and the bullets and the blade collided and burst out the flames, and the ballistic deviated from the side.

The prototype bounced several bullets, quickly jumped into the dead corner behind the Giant Gate, turned his head and shouted at Vilicia, who was sitting on the imperial seat, "Hide behind the chair!"

The chaotic bullets shot into the temple, smashing the expensive walls and the sacred throne into pieces. The thick metal cover on the door acted as the best cover, helping him block all the attacks. The bullets were nailed to the metal cover on the other side of the door, making a series of metal impact beeps.

The current situation has formed a very wonderful balance. The two sides seem to have begun a war, but in fact they are just trying to find each other.

Whoever controls the situation more accurately will be able to seize the victory of this battle.

The prototype hid behind the Jumen and released his mind. He could see the three people outside quickly approaching here.

Is the firepower suppressed? He frowned and thought silently in his heart.

He and Bai Mufeng are both people with high potential lock development. If they fight alone, those kind of hot weapons will not have an advantage. Even if the rifle hits him, his muscles can squeeze the bullet out of the wound and press and stop bleeding independently.

On the contrary, swords and straight weapons are more reliable. They can not only bounce enemy bullets, but also cause fatal injuries with one strike.

So…they just want to get closer with the rifle.

The reason why the other party used a rifle was to be able to enter the temple smoothly.

The prototype looked up at the door behind him that acted as a cover. His eyes lit up and he immediately understood the other party's intentions.

The gate of the temple is as high as three meters, with a width of one or eight meters, so the width of the door is exactly three or six meters.

If he was guarding the door with two swords in his hand, the two swords and the length of his hands could just fill this width. The second sword "Da Luotian" he developed is a powerful skill to face the enemy head-on.

Daluotian sword technique is extremely offensive and is very suitable for narrow terrain. When you meet in a narrow road, you will win. If the opponent does not use a rifle to open the road and chooses to charge head-on, then no one can cross his sword siege.

If the opponent wants to win, he must rush into the temple and fight in the open terrain.

The prototype showed approval and chuckled: "It seems that he was well prepared."

He saw three people outside shooting and approaching.

Bai Mufeng outside can also see the prototype hidden behind the door through his mind.

The sneak attack cannot work for both of them, and the battle is destined to be a cruel close-fitting sword battle in the end.

Finally, the distance was very close and they were about to enter.

The first Bai Mufeng flashed in - drew his sword and slashed!

The second and third parties joined the battle almost at the same time, and the three swords were like three poisonous snakes biting the key to the prototype's body.

The prototype suddenly drew the sword, cut into the dead corner of the three swords, flipped his wrist vigorously, and deviated from the trajectory of the opponent's slash. He heard the sound of the blade and the blade rubbing intertwined. One of the three raised his feet and kicked him towards his crotch. The prototype turned around to resist the attack, and bounced off the legs of the crossing with exquisite force-release skills.

As his wrists shook, three swords were bounced away, grabbing the short moment of flaws, hitting into Bai Mufeng's arms in the middle, and at the same time, sending the flame blade in his hand into the other party's chest. He smelled a sweet smell of blood.

Everything happened in the flash. After killing the first person, he did not pull out the flame blade that penetrated into the other party's chest, held the hand of the corpse with his backhand, and borrowed the weapon of the dead Bai Mufeng to resist the attack from behind.

He used a powerful wrist shaking to slash out two lightning-like stabs, hitting the tips of the two swords that were slashed from left and right. According to mechanics, that was the most likely position to prevent the opponent from slashing.

The other party waved the knife silently, and the prototype accidentally threw the flame blade in his hand. The sword passed through his chest and stabbed one of the two still alive. He didn't even look at the weapon he threw out. He turned sideways and flashed the other person's slash, and slashed down with a thunderous vertical slash, and the sharp sword wind seemed to be able to cut the skin open.

If you are hit by this knife, your body must be divided into two from beginning to end.

But unfortunately, he didn't hit the score. The masters competed with each other, and the ending could be seen by a failure of one move.

The prototype saw the moment the opponent's knife was cut off, stretched out his right hand, pinched the back of the long knife with his thumb and index finger, and pulled it like iron pliers, dragging it in the direction of the slash.

His knife-dragging action destroyed Bai Mufeng's center of gravity, causing the other party's body to be inconsistent for a moment.

While pulling the blade, he swung his spare other hand and made a vicious attack.

Click!

Bai Mufeng's neck made a slight crack that made people sour.

The cartilage in his throat was destroyed, and his cervical spine was also affected by this extremely penetrating blow, and cracks appeared.

The next second, he collapsed like a snake that had sucked his spine.

The entire battle lasted only three seconds, which seemed very thrilling, but there seemed to be no danger.

The prototype turned around and looked at the corridor outside, walked to the corpse, pulled out his flame blade and carried it on his shoulder, and shouted outside: "How can you be enough for such a few people? You can't even weaken my physical strength like this! Let more people come!"

His voice echoed to the end of the corridor, and the white mufengs standing in the middle of the stairs on the third and second floors frowned.

It took less than five seconds from the time the gunshots went out to the prototype shouting at them. This means that the other party killed all three of them in five seconds. Moreover, because the prototype broke through the second level of the magic technique, the memory was not sent back.

In the past few years, in order to be the last rebirth, he, or they, have made unimaginable hardships and efforts, and eventually broke through the limits of magic and became transcendents.

He thought that he had also broken through the second level and the gap in strength between the two sides should have been reduced, but judging from what happened just now, this was purely because he was thinking too much.
Chapter completed!