"It's so cool! I want to say that he is really worthy of being Mr. Li's child. This is a grand performance, a dance party among guns."

On a twelve-story building, Lawrence Collinson looked at the situation in the abandoned dormitory opposite through an infrared thermal imager.

Due to the blockage of the magic protection array, the infrared thermal imager in his hand actually has limited effect. However, in addition, he also has "hawkeye" and can probably judge the situation inside. Lawrence knew that Li Mochen was safe and sound, and Hancock's subordinates had almost been solved.

"Quiet, Lawrence!"

Li Tailai's cold voice came from the intercom: "We are here to help, not to watch the boss show. Boss has proved his strength, right? And we can do more for him now,"

Lawrence's expression suddenly became slightly narrow: "So do you have any suggestions, Artai? I saw the boss's tone just now, and it seemed that he didn't want us to interfere in his battle, which might annoy him."

"The boss's goal is Dandy Hancock."

Li Tailai continued: "I have confirmed that the basement of this military camp dormitory is connected to the sewer. It is best to find a way to destroy several nearby passages that can escape."

Lawrence shrugged: "Atai, I admit it's a good idea, but we don't have sewer drawings"

"Okay, don't forget what my magical profession is."

On the intercom, Li Tailai said coldly: "I will report the coordinates to you later, and I will use this military camp dormitory as a reference. Kemi, please pay attention to the boss's movements and provide support at any time."

Lawrence at this time had a distorted expression, showing a disgusting look: "Damn it! Should you use 'animal domination' to the mice in the sewer? My god, you'd better stay away from me when you eat tomorrow, Atai."

On the first floor of the dormitory, as the temperature of the cement floor dropped sharply to below zero Baidu, Li Mochen triggered the natal spell of "Gou Chen's possession" and waved the "Holy Thunder Judgment" again. As a lightning flashed, the floor was also smashed into pieces. As countless cement blocks and gravel collapsed, gunshots continued to sound below. Red bullets regarded all obstacles as nothing, and hit Li Mochen's body with extremely accurate accuracy, tearing one point into pieces.

Until all the cement blocks landed at full speed, Li Mochen's man was already full of holes and was in a human form, but he was seven meters away. The red shirt frowned slightly, paused the fire, and looked around with vigilance.

He had discovered that it was just a wooden dummy, although it was no different from a real person in his senses before, when the wooden man's body was shattered by his gun bullets, its essence was still exposed...

Just in a moment, with a breeze stirring, a figure suddenly appeared on his right side. A sharp sword light, wrapped in a large amount of lightning, slashed fiercely and ruthlessly towards his neck.

The hands of the red shirt suddenly showed sharp claws, and his face became paler. His figure flickered, and he made various extreme distortions at a speed close to Mach 1.2. The pair of pistols in the red shirt fired twenty-two consecutive times in a snap of their fingers, and sprayed out various advanced magic bullets without any money.

But this was useless. He still couldn't stop Li Mochen from approaching. The latter's extreme speed was only a little more than one-third of his. However, the predictive ability, which was obviously beyond the human category, made the scalp of the red shirt numb. In many cases, he hit the opponent's blade.

God knows what the other side did. In short, every time he fired and every dodging action was within the expectations of the masked man. In comparison, the opponent's extremely strange body movement changes were not too amazing.

The small space in the basement and the frozen rays that the Ice Princess kept shooting at him, made him unable to retreat.

So after the 22nd shot, the red shirt had to give up a pair of magic guns in his hand. Two short knives were scratched from his sleeve, and a cold blade shadow was woven in front of him.

A series of sparks broke out between the two. Li Mochen had an absolute advantage in this melee confrontation, regardless of his strength or speed, but he could still support it with the help of the power of the outer pill and armor.

The main force still has to rely on the Ice King. When the popular shirt gave up the gun, the mutated element commander could directly intervene in the battle and help Li Mochen resist most of the attacks.

As time went by, the red shirt was covered with a layer of frost, both weapons and body. However, this person's speed did not slow down, but became more rapid. On the contrary, Li Mochen's movements were no longer as fast as before. His opponent was also proficient in ice magic. Every attack was mixed with a large amount of frost power, and he bombarded a frozen ray from time to time.

Although Xiao Youhuolong and his outer pill were all trying their best to resolve it, Li Mochen was gradually affected.

"Awesome, you're really amazing! Just a level five magic swordsman, I've never seen someone like you."

A scarlet light flashed in the red shirt's eyes: "But how long can your speed and power last? I think your internal organs must be uncomfortable now, right? I bet that within ten minutes at most, your magic energy will be consumed. I will taste your blood. A genius like you, the taste of blood must be very sweet."

Li Mochen's eyes also showed a little annoyance at this moment.

The sword Tao Ran, who inherited the will of heaven, was actually despised by others, and it was a dirty thing like a vampire.

His body suddenly took three steps back, and at the same time, he waved his right hand to make the "Shenxiao Lingyun Purple Gold Tower" suspended behind. The colorful lights around the latter were also slightly dimmed at this moment.

The red shirt was unclear when he saw this, but his face was filled with a strong sense of vigilance, thinking that this was a magic weapon? But what seemed like a stone model tower was nothing surprising.

But at this moment, the horror and unknown thoughts in his heart were growing little by little.

"die!"

With Li Mochen's cold shout, the sword light slashed again. Halfway through, a red fire-colored light burst into flames.

That is the intermediate flame sword technique, which is a unique skill of combining explosive flame with sword technique, the magic swordsman.

The red shirt let out a sharp laugh and blocked it with ease. The opponent's sword was ordinary and there was no special change. In his opinion, he could resist it with only three or five points of strength at most.

But at this moment, a few gunshots suddenly came from above them. They were one of Hancock's only subordinates. They had come out of this huge pit and shot continuously downwards.

The problem is that Li Mochen seemed to have predicted it before, and with a sword swing, he easily avoided the bullets.

The red shirt also subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was hit by a bullet in his right hand. The power of the intermediate burst bullet made his body tremble slightly, but what made him even more shocked was that the fire-colored sword light had already taken advantage of the gap at this time.

"No"

With the explosion of "boom", half of the body of the red shirt was burned out in an instant. Just as his body turned into countless tiny bats and flew around, Li Mochen ruthlessly spit out a Latin word from his mouth: "regnandi (Latin: ruling)!"
Chapter completed!