Yi Xiaoxian and the Archbishop are now in trouble. When Yi Xiaoxian recovers a little bit of Qi, he has to inject the meridians of his legs to run away, and he also has to carry the Archbishop on his back.

The Archbishop recovered a little, either Yi Xiaoxian was treated or released magic to harass and kill the other party.

But the problem is that magic that recovers in a short period of time cannot play a decisive role.

But without releasing magical interference, the two of them will be caught up and sent to heaven by the bazooka.

It seems to be in a vicious cycle.

"Yo ho~~~~~~~~"

It sounds like a slutty sound, but now it sounds particularly pleasant.

"My great master, what's wrong with you? Why are you covered in blood? Are you tired of running? Should you get on the bus..."

The Ghost Fire Knight drove a small truck delivering express from somewhere, and Joan of Arc was also on the co-pilot.

"I can't come again, I'll kill you first."

Yi Xiaoxian's face was so hot that it would be embarrassing.

The members of the Star Alliance I met before were not very strong. Although they were alert to the Star Alliance, they did not expect that the Star Alliance would be so fierce this time.

If you don’t take action, you will be thunderous.

Although most of these people are ordinary people, they are definitely the elite among the elites, and they are extremely ruthless in their actions. If it were others, they would have died a hundred times.

"The master is still so angry, it seems that he will not die for a while."

The many snake heads on Joan of Arc's head condensed into the shape of a multi-tube machine gun, and magic bullets were released one by one.

The convoy chasing suddenly dispersed to avoid magic bullets. A few unlucky guys were hit and directly destroyed the car and died.

The Archbishop recited a spell silently, and the phantom moved immediately, and the two of them had arrived at the carriage of the small truck.

It turned out that the place where the two were located was swept by a large number of bullets.

"Master, there is too little magic power. I have no magic anymore. Where can we run to?"

Joan of Arc was playing so well, but he forgot that this was the real world, his strength was limited, and his magic was pitifully less. In other words, it was not enough to mobilize a small amount of elements and consume a lot of magic.

"What are you running? Don't the boy like racing? Today I'll make you feel so angry, and you'll have a full firepower, turn around and hit me, damn it."

"Okay, isn't it just a death? I haven't died before. Master, please look."

As the Ghost Fire Boy said, the four wheels of the minivan suddenly burned, and the Ghost Fire Boy's head also turned into a flame skeleton.

Although he has been delivering express delivery, he has been worshipped by some people in the town for half a year and his strength is much stronger than before.

Yi Xiaoxian took out a handful of Vajra Talisman, bite the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood on the talisman.

His energy is insufficient, but his essence and blood are more powerful.

With his magic, the Vajra Talisman is one-two, two-two, four-two, and eight-two.

A handful of Vajra Talismans was flying wildly, covering the entire carriage.

Boom~~~~~

The small truck was shrouded in bright golden flames, and the ghost fire boys and men and cars were united. He suddenly felt that the ruthless and endless power was blessed with him, and he felt that he was indestructible.

A 180-degree circling drifted, and the fleeing truck rushed straight to the chase convoy.

"So arrogant, blow him up."

The commander was also angry, and with his roar, more than a dozen rockets shot in.

The ghost fire boy suddenly accelerated, and then a snakeskin moved in, and there was a violent explosion behind the car.

"Master, you're sitting firm."

The ghost fire boy showed a weird smile, and hit the car in front at a speed of more than 250 miles.

Boom~~~~~

The car leading the car on the other side wanted to dodge, but couldn't dodge at all, and just hit it in front of it.

The car exploded with a loud bang, rolling into the sky, and then landed. The soldiers in the car screamed and turned into a fireman.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The small truck was shrouded in golden light and was unharmed, but more than ten Vajra Talismans burst into pieces in the car.

This time the van crashed into a total of one car, four motorcycles, and two hit each other. The mercenaries looked at the van like a devil.

What a hell is this? If possible, they really want to report the truck to cheat.

"Master, are you relieved? Let's withdraw."

Joan of Arc didn't know the function of the Vajra Talisman. She was frightened just now and was ready to die. If the explosion happened, she would be finished.

Yi Xiaoxian was meditating. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and said, "Change and continue to bump, until you finish bumping."

"Okay." The ghost fire boy was so happy, he was once again one hundred and eighty degrees flowing.

With the terrifying roar of the engine, it roared towards the team like a walking big flame explosion.

The team that was chasing was still arguing whether to turn around and continue chasing.

The scene just now was so scary. They were all the best mercenaries. They were just the rice. They were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of such inexplicable frustration.

This has gone beyond the scope of humans. Bombs with magical materials cannot kill two people.

The two of them ran away faster than cars and motorcycles, but they couldn't catch up. As a result, they encountered a garbage truck delivering express crashing over the country. How dare you believe it?

"Stop making a noise, it's coming again."

The mercenaries who were chasing turned around and their souls were all hiding.

"Stop them, block..."

"Damn Farke, what kind of crazy people did we provoke?"

Now they are going to run away, and the small truck chases.

A small truck chased several cars and more than a dozen motorcycles and Mercedes-Benz. The scene.

With the terrifying explosions and screams, cars were knocked over and exploded by small trucks.

In the carriage, the Vajra Talismans kept turning into ashes.

Archbishop and Yi Xiaoxian seized time to recover.

A quarter of an hour later, the ghost fire boy said with unsatisfactory words: "The remaining few cubs ran away and couldn't catch up. Next, beep..."

"What's going on?"

"A armored car is coming, it's so satisfying. Just try a hard steel armored car."

Yi Xiaoxian opened her eyes and saw that there were only a dozen or so of Vajra Talismans left in the carriage, and hurriedly said, "Fuck, I'll bump it later."

However, it was too late, just like Mars hitting Earth.

All the Vajra Talismans turned into ashes in an instant, the golden light disappeared, and the small truck rolled to the ground. Fortunately, it had a certain protective effect, otherwise it would be aborted.

The armored vehicle directly loads the small truck over.

Dada dada dada~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The terrifying machine gun was not counted as a strafing fire. Yi Xiaoxian summoned out the fire, blocked the bullet, and ran behind the car.

With the care of Maulanhuo Gatlin, the minivan is about to be scrapped.

"Joan of Arc?"

"I almost died. This mentally retarded person is so angry."

Joan of Arc climbed out of the co-pilot, with a huge wound on his body, and a lot of glass was still stuck in his body, his clothes were completely broken, and the spring scenery suddenly leaked.

She lay behind the car and looked at the armored car with a red light flashing through her eyes.

Suddenly, the armored vehicle stopped, the machine gunner and the driver looked confused, then they showed a smile, and then their bodies quickly shriveled.

However, before everyone could relax, another scene of subverting Yi Xiaoxian's worldview appeared.

The armored vehicle Kakaka started to transform, and the mummies became nutrients, and the armored vehicle became a mecha with a simple and slightly rough style...
Chapter completed!