Chapter 60 Lucas Gaucho

"Cultists..."

Felling immediately judged that this must be a male cult lurking in the security department.

The sorcery of gnawing teeth is either to create weirdness to control the weirdness, or to transform himself into a monster. The male cultist in front of him must have transformed himself into a monster.

The reason why he could smell the "weird breath" was probably the breath of this male cult who transformed himself into a monster.

Because of the reason he transformed himself into a monster, the smell on this male cultist, especially when he used sorcery, was very similar to the monster.

Shoo!

The red-haired young man slashed at the male cultist with a sword, the air was torn apart, and there was a sharp whistle.

The strength of this sword is extremely strong, and the momentum caused by the slashing is even stronger than the momentum of Fei Lin's attack with the maddening teeth now.

The male cultists responded, with bony blades growing on their arms, colliding with the red-haired young man's sword.

Clang!

The two collided, and there was a metallic crashing sound.

The sword slashed by the red-haired young man can cut through even steel of the same size.

But the bones growing out of the male cultists actually have a hardness far stronger than steel, blocking this fierce sword.

Crack!

The street paved with slate, because of the transmission of force after the collision between the two, there actually appeared cracks like spider webs.

"Four Rings Level!"

Fehling's expression became solemn.

With such destructive power, the "arts" practiced by the red-haired young men and male cultists may have reached the fourth ring.

The fourth ring is the last realm before the middle ring mystic. Reaching this realm indicates that the two of them are only one step away from the middle ring mystic.

Moreover, his own combat power has also approached the middle ring mystic, which is obviously different from that under the fourth ring.

Om!

A white light appeared on the edge of the blood-colored long sword in the hand of the red-haired young man, as if the blade had widened, extending a sharper edge.

Then, he dodged close to the male cultist and slashed at the male cultist.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the bone knife extending from the male cultist's arm was cut off.

The male cultist hurriedly backed away and withdrew his hand, which prevented his hand from being slashed by the blood-colored long sword.

Attached to the white light, the sword in the hand of the red-haired young man became significantly sharper.

If he is cut by the blood-colored long sword, his arm will probably be cut off.

"It can increase the sharpness of the weapon, and the practitioner should be a master of esoteric weapons!"

Fehling had a judgment on the secret art practiced by the red-haired young man.

Weapon Master, a secret technique that only those who use a certain cold weapon to reach the master level are qualified to practice.

After practicing this kind of secret technique, the weapon as the organ of the secret technique will become extremely strong, so strong that even a 12-ring mystic cannot destroy it.

In addition, you can also successively acquire extraordinary abilities such as adding sharpness to weapons, cutting out the body light, and making weapons heavier to obtain critical power.

"I know all the sorcerers of the Security Bureau, but they are definitely not the sorcerers of the Security Bureau. I don't know which mysterious organization's sorcerers..."

Seeing that the red-haired young man was not at a disadvantage, Fei Lin did not immediately appear to assist the red-haired young man, but hid.

In his judgment, rather than appearing to join the battle, hiding, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack can have a better effect.

OM

wiped the mysterious gun with his left hand, and the ritual pattern of the armor breaking attribute was immediately engraved on the mysterious power bullet, and he began to look for the opportunity to sneak attack.

Learned the sharpness of the sword in the hand of the red-haired young man, and the male cultists dared not let the red-haired young man approach.

The bone spurs on his body trembled, and they turned into hidden weapons and shot out, quickly shooting at the red-haired young man.

Facing the sudden bone spur, the red-haired young man changed his face.

Click, click, click!

The afterimages of both hands appeared quickly, and the sword in his hand slashed one after another, which blocked the attacking bone spurs and avoided being stabbed by the bone spurs.

With the power of bone spurs, if you are stabbed, it will definitely not be a minor injury.

Just as the male cultist shot out bone spurs and his body stopped in place, Fehling launched an attack.

boom!

The armor-piercing bullet with a mysterious purple pattern on the surface was shot from the barrel and hit the back of the male cultist who turned his back on him.

"not good!"

At this moment, the male cultists sensed the danger from behind.

Animals have an intuition to perceive danger, and people who have acquired extraordinary abilities, whether they are occultists or cultists, have even stronger intuitions to perceive danger than animals.

The higher the extraordinary ability level, the stronger this intuition.

He quickly used his extraordinary ability to grow three layers of overlapping bone fragments on his back.

Each layer of bone fragments is much stronger than steel of the same size.

The bone fragments are extremely hard, but the penetrating power of the armor-piercing bullet is also extremely strong. This is a battle between a spear and a shield.

Poof!

The first layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the second layer of bone fragments.

Poof!

The second layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the third layer of bone fragments.

Poof!

The third layer of ossicles was broken down, and all the three layers of ossicles with hard texture were broken down.

However, the sorcery of male cultists has reached the fourth ring after all, and it is obviously a sorcery that is good at defense.

And although the power of the mysterious gun that Fei Lin studied was ranked in the top ten of the secret arts, but after all, it was only the third ring, which was one ring lower than that of male cultists.

Crack!

After penetrated three layers of bone fragments, the power of the armor-piercing projectile was finally exhausted, and it shattered and disappeared.

Before the male cultist could breathe a sigh of relief, a blood-colored long sword with white light on the edge quickly stabbed towards the male cultist.

As a four-ringed mystic, the red-haired young man would naturally not miss the gap when the male cultists resisted the attack and was distracted after him.

Resolutely dodge and attack male cultists.

The male cultist changed color, but it was too late to react. After all, he was facing a mystic of the same level, and his speed and reaction were not inferior to him.

Poof!

The blood-colored long sword pierced from his chest into his back, and the powerful destructive force destroyed the heart in his body.

As the red-haired young man pulled Chuan back, a hole appeared in his chest that was transparent from the front to the back, and blood kept flowing from the front and back.

The expression on 's face solidified, his body fell backwards, and there was no movement.

"Contact Mystery, add 4.5 to Mystery Points."

Walking out of the hiding place, Fehlin approached the corpse of the male cultist, and words appeared and disappeared quickly in front of him.

"Thank you, I'm Lucas Gaucho of the Silver Sword, are you...?"

The red-haired young man looked at Fehling.

It is not difficult to guess that it was Fehling who attacked the male cultist just now.

And the power of the attack is very strong, otherwise the male cultist will not be distracted, allowing him to take advantage of it.

Among the peers of the same age, there are not many people with this kind of strength, and he couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the person in front of him.

"Security Bureau Ferrin Sox."

Felin nodded to the red-haired young man and left quickly.

If it weren't for the Great Red Ritual hanging over his head like the Sword of Bodhidharma, he wouldn't mind chatting for a while with the young red-haired man from the large power Sword of Silver.

But the current situation does not allow it.

Whoosh!

Running at full speed, Fehling quickly moved away from where the red-haired young man was fighting the cultists.

is preparing to use the maddening teeth to search for strangeness through smell.

OM

Suddenly, above the sky, the huge ritual pattern changed.

(end of this chapter)