Elizabeth observed Qin Yi standing not far away, and his brain was running rapidly.

"Delvin, do you feel anything?"

"I... I just saw him move a position in an instant." Delwin said in surprise.

It seems that it is not only possible to manipulate one person, but the other party may be able to kill two people's brains.

Qin Yi looked at the other party and said lightly: "Why must we start fighting? Just because I was once a substitute for Master?"

"You deserve to die just this!"

I really want to kill him!

It makes people feel disgusting!

At this moment, Elizabeth experienced a negative emotion that was unclearly described. At this moment, she just wanted to kill the man in front of her and end this meaningless trip.

Qin Yi dragged a long bag from under the cross. He squatted down and opened the zipper. There was a cylinder full of swords. He pinned the cylinder to his waist and pulled out a long sword from it with his backhand.

"Delvin, you are no match for me, go away." Qin Yi said lightly.

Delwin seemed a little hesitant when he heard this, and Elizabeth continued, "Do as he said, leave this guy to me."

"yes."

The old butler turned around and left the church. When he walked out of the church gate, a large number of people spontaneously gathered here, so he shouted: "Nothing happened here, let's go home."

Under Delwin's repeated hypnosis, the crowd was gradually dispersed. He turned around and looked at the church with a grim expression and complex expression.

In the church, Elizabeth and Qin Yi started a hedge against each other. Elizabeth waved the blood knife again, and Qin Yi in front of him disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, a severe pain came from Elizabeth's back.

Qin Yi, who had just disappeared, came behind her at some point and stabbed her long knife into her back.

Qin Yi kicked the other party's knees, forcing Elizabeth to kneel on one knee. After the other party lost balance and knelt down, Qin Yi raised his foot and stepped on the other party's back, and at the same time pushed the long knife that pierced the other party's body, pressing down on the other party's body, forcing Elizabeth to lie on the ground.

His power was beyond Elizabeth's imagination. The long knife behind him penetrated her body and nailed it to the ground, fixing her to the ground, like a mouse stuck to the mouse's stick.

I didn't expect that one day I would be stepped on by a human being on the ground, and I was so embarrassed.

Humph, unprecedented humiliation!

She wanted to stand up with her hands, but she couldn't do it, as if the other person's feet were pressing behind her, but a mountain!

No, it is not appropriate to describe it as a mountain. Now it feels like I have stuck in a narrow space, where the place where I can move is so big that she can't stand up at all!

At this moment, Elizabeth's inner shock was no more. She was sure that the person in front of her was definitely not a blood clan, but can an ordinary human have such great power?

Humans are weak creatures, and 99.999% of individuals in this group cannot fight against blood clans of her level unless the other party is a strong man of Robar.

But even Robar had to rely on magic to suppress them, such ancestors. It was impossible to suppress them by relying solely on their bodies.

The physical gap between the ancestor and humans can almost be compared with ants to humans. Whether it is strength, speed, or reaction ability and tolerance, the blood clan has overwhelming advantages.

But now, this common sense is going to be subverted?

Elizabeth almost lay on the ground, and the other party pushed her knees behind her, pressing her body against her body, making it impossible for her to get up from the ground.

Elizabeth has confirmed that the other party has the magical technique to temporarily lose consciousness, but where did his strength come from?

This is too abnormal.

This phenomenon can no longer be explained with great effort.

Any creature maintains a fixed posture and the maximum force it can exert is limited, and this upper limit is almost the weight of the force-applicant.

For example, boxing champion Tyson can use his right punch to hit 800 kilograms of force, which is actually the kinetic energy tested by Tyson when he swung his punch.

Tyson's instantaneous kinetic energy of a punch can reach 800 kilograms, but if he is asked to shorten the distance of punching, the value will drop. The shorter the distance of punching, the lower the value.

If Tyson stepped on a person lying on the ground, he would never put pressure on that person at most. At most, he would stand on the other person and press the other person with the weight of his whole body.

If Tyson wants to put more pressure on the other party, he can only step on the other party's back and jump up and down.

Elizabeth is not an ordinary person, and no one can step on her back. Even if a running hydraulic press hits her head back and forth, she can stand up with force, but... she can't move now!

Damn it! I have to think of a solution!

This guy suppressed her neither attack nor speak, and it was clearly fooling herself.

Elizabeth thought so in her heart.

She was about to activate her superpowers, but suddenly the pressure behind her was lighter... Hum? What's the situation?

Qin Yi moved his feet away.

"Calm down a little, sister, you are actually the same as me."

Qin Yi walked aside and pulled out the second knife from the cylinder behind him.

Elizabeth stared at the other person in confusion, his brain running at high speed.

After suppressing himself, this man did not rush to attack. Not only did he not fail to attack, he gave up suppressing.

Now he is waiting quietly, as if waiting for himself to regroup. Is this confidence? Or does it have another purpose?

Elizabeth reorganized her thoughts, put aside her distractions, and continued to think, her mind was about to go down. Don’t think so much, now you have to stand up first!

She supported the ground with one hand and held the long knife through her chest with the other hand, and broke it hard, but after she exerted force, she could not directly hold the knife!

What metal is so hard?

Elizabeth frowned.

After failing to hold the knife, she turned to pull the knife from the ground, but this time it failed. The knife seemed to grow out of the ground, as if it was integrated with the entire ground, without moving at all.

This phenomenon can no longer be explained by common sense, and it is definitely one of the effects of the other party's magic.

Since you can't move the knife, just move yourself.

Elizabeth forced her to stand up.

The blade moved from her chest to her shoulders, slowly cutting her body open, and she was free.

Large pieces of blood spilled on the ground, and Elizabeth broke free from the constraints of the long sword, and a huge wound that penetrated from her chest to her shoulder was cut out, as if she had been slashed several times by a vicious axe.

The upper half, which was almost split in half, was reorganized and restored. The torn clothes soaked in blood slid off her shoulders. The snow-white shoulders were exposed to the air, with a dark red blood stain on them.
Chapter completed!