“Yan Feng Qili, how about dying?”

Tosaka’s mouth spat out proud words.

Yes, Yan Feng Qili is pitiful, very pathetic, very pity, but what does that have to do with him.

At this time, Yan Feng Qili was blocking his way, and he was bound to be crushed by Tosaka Qi.

“Yan Feng Qili, Karen I will take care of you for you, please die”

Yan Feng Qili didn’t understand what the young man in front of him meant, but he probably knew.

The other side is the enemy.

Yan Feng Qili had seen the information of this man named Tosaka Qi, and he knew that this man named Tosaka Qi’s preferences, strength, and experience.

Between the two is a life that is decidedly opposite.

Compared to Yan Feng Qili, who was excessively disciplined by Yanfeng Lizheng, Tosaka Shichen completely forgot Tosaka because of the study of magic.

And unlike Yan Feng Qili, who did not even understand what the essence of desire was, Tosaka Qi has been acting arbitrarily in the clock tower.

Yan Feng Qili simply could not understand Tosaka Qi’s behavior of changing a chuang companion every day, let alone understand Tosaka Qi’s wild hope of sleeping all over the clock tower.

The two are more like two extremes, but at this moment, Yan Feng Qili, who is strict with himself, sees his own shadow in Tosaka’s body.

Although the performance is absurd, the inner things are indeed the same between the two.

“Then, come and fight, Yan Feng Qili, you will die at my hands tonight!”

The man still made such a statement, with a proud aura, at this moment, Yan Feng Qili felt his humility.

He silently pulled out the black key from his arms, and Jack the Ripper also pulled out the Disintegration Virgin.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Tosaka watched as Skaha pounced on Yan Feng Qili, his eyes full of contempt.

Yes, Yan Feng Qili is already extremely powerful as a human being, but it is completely incomparable to Skaha.

Skaha’s martial arts can be said to be the skill of killing gods, and Feng Qili’s Bajiquan is indeed far behind.

Of course, if Li Shuwen, who has the invincible treasure of ‘invincible in close combat’, as an opponent, even Skaha will fall into a bitter battle.

But now, Yan Feng Qili is far from qualified!

Jacket the Ripper sees his master caught in the enemy’s attack and plans to rush to the rescue.

But the next golden object caught her eye and made her change her mind.

It was a golden apple, a treasure that should not exist in this world.

“Behold, this is the fruit of destiny. With a light throw, this treasure is enough to burn out the extremely prosperous Troy. Hop ahead and watch! ”

With a smile on her face and a golden apple in her hand, Atalanta freed her inherent skills and managed to attract the attention of Jack the Ripper.

This is like a spell that makes Jacket the Ripper have to kill.

The next moment, an arrow pierced the disembowel, forcing her to dodge.

“Then, evil spirit, let me purify you!”

Although Atalanta, a child of nature, did not have much ill feelings towards her, she used all her most precious treasures in order to hold the Grail to a man she recognized.

Jack, who was attracted to the golden apple, could only constantly attack Atalanta.

The short bow and the dagger clashed, and the two figures of one white and one green intertwined.

However, at this time, a stream of mist gradually formed.

The treasure called TheMist has long been liberated by Jack, and gradually the fog covers the entire church.

Seeing that Jack did not take advantage of the mist to attack, Atalanta couldn’t help but be careful.

She pricked up her cat ears to catch the noise in the air

Jack was hidden in the thick fog, and the dagger in her hand was pure black, without a trace of reflection.

At this moment, she is secretly gathering magic power.

Her master’s mana is not abundant and cannot support her arbitrary consumption, so she who wants to use her strongest treasure can only wait for her mana to gradually recover at the moment.

However, the next moment she dismissed her thoughts.

Because a light arrow rushed towards him, Jack couldn’t help but choose to dodge.

The footsteps generated by Jack, who was dodging the light arrow, were captured by Atalanta, and the next moment several light arrows struck again.

Jack, who was not yet able to stand firm and could not dodge the blow, slashed towards the light with his Disintegration Virgin.

No doubt the light arrow shattered in response, and then Jack was thrown away by an even greater force.

Even if Jack was able to cut off the incoming light arrow, he could not stop the huge force carried by the light arrow.

One blow after another.

Atalanta, who had the magical support of Tosaka Tsuyoshi, was not worried about mana consumption at all.

She swung her arrows wantonly, and one arrow after another forced Jack to retreat step by step.

And those arrows that were missed were also deeply embedded in the wall, and the cracks on the wall symbolized the great power of this attack.

It can be said that as long as one blow hits Jack completely, then Jack should return to Valhalla.

But unsurprisingly, because of the dense fog, Atalanta can only lock on his opponent through sound, so the attack misses again and again, and even if he shoots, he will be stopped by Jack.

However, now that Jack is also leaning against the wall, he can see that the next blow will work.

Atalanta also found that the enemy had little room to dodge.

The next blow will stick to the wall, regardless of whether the enemy is dodging or hard-connecting, so it won’t be long before Jack the Ripper, who has lost the space to dodge, can only hard connect with this light arrow that contains great power.

Atalanta pulled the bowstring apart with his delicate fingers as if flicking the strings, and the light arrow composed of pure magic quickly formed on the small short bow, although not as sharp as the arrow made of steel, but anyone who underestimated this blow would undoubtedly be pierced by this blow.

Seeing the light arrow condensed, Atalanta was not in a hurry to release the arrow as quickly as just now, but urged the magic power in his body to continue to flow towards the arrow.

The arrow composed of magic power (Wang Zhao) released a more dazzling light, this arrow contains magic power far more than the previous several times, if the next blow hits, I am afraid that the church will be shot out of a hole several meters large.

Just as Atalanta was confidently about to deliver the blow to Jack, a swift black shadow wanted to pounce on her.

Obscured by the thick fog, she knew nothing.

It was Jack the Ripper, and her already magic had been restored, and there was no need to deliberately show weakness.

Yes, showing weakness, whether it was almost forced to the wall by Atalanta or knocked away by repeated attacks, it was just her deliberate weakness.

What she was waiting for was the opportunity now.

This one-hit kill.

The girl’s cherry lips were lightly raised

The must-kill treasure is liberated!

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