Chapter 666: Wind Magister, Jock?

I saw that the lizardman who was still rampant just now showed his might had been split into two at this time, green blood was splashed, and Chelsea next to him was poured into a soup chicken, the original black suit was now covered with green viscous blood, disgusting, and even the smile on his face was still solidified with pride. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

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The black suits around him were also in a commotion, obviously not believing or even seeing how the best combat power in their gang died like this-

Only Jana, looking at the thin figure in front of her in disbelief, her beautiful eyes were dull, and her mouth was slightly open.

Even her guards were like monks in Zhang'er, completely unaware of what was going on!

"What happened? What's going on? Who killed my lizardmen? Chelsea was propped up by a couple of black suits, still screaming hysterically, his eyes splitting and looking like he was crazy!

The success rate of biochemical modification is extremely low, so it means that it costs a lot of money! Although their Black Snake Gang is also one of the major gangster forces in Zu'an, there are only two biochemical transformers! If the leader of the Black Snake Gang knew that a biochemical transformation person had died in his hands, that is, he was the second-in-command, and it was estimated that he would also be cut by a thousand knives!

That's one of the reasons why Chelsea are so out of shape!

However, it didn't take long for Chelsea to calm down, and he was able to get the second-in-command position of the Black Snake Gang, and his mind was not simple!

Since he can kill the lizardman in one blow, and in the case that no one present can see it clearly, only the strength above the magister, martial artist, general (general), and shadow killer can do it, since he is such a powerful person, let alone him, even the entire Viper Gang can't afford to provoke it!

"Who is sacred, dare to show up, to make it clear, we will not hold anyone responsible-" Chelsea got up in embarrassment, wiped a handful of green blood on his face, and shouted loudly to the surroundings with his fists, as if he had already shown weakness in his words!

And after his reminder, the hundreds of black suits present also immediately reacted, and they all raised their eyes to look around, looking for the target!

That is, Jana's guards also believed Chelsea's judgment and showed joy on their faces, in their opinion, since they helped, the mysterious person in the secret should be friendly to them, or a good man who pulled out a knife to help when he saw injustice!

In the crowd of black and oppressive people, only Jana saw all this clearly!

She is a wind magister and is extremely familiar with wind element magic, so when the lizardman was split in two just now, she felt an extremely huge wind element magic, and this move is also a move she knows, warrior-level magic - "Wind Blade"!

This magic is probably not far behind when she releases it herself, but Cana is keenly aware of the source of this magic.

It turned out to be Jock!

She was unbelievable!

Jock had no magic in his body at all, so she knew it all too well! Not to mention the strength of the Magister, he can't even compare to a normal person's body, and his body can be said to be extremely weak!

If it was true, Cana even suspected that he couldn't beat a seven- or eight-year-old child!

However, it was such Jock, who had just released a magic no less than her own, how could this not make her shocked!

"Jock, how many secrets are you hiding—"

Looking at Jock's immaculate back, Cana's gaze was complicated!

She wasn't happy that Jock had suddenly become so strong that she was able to get through this difficult time, but because the day she spent time with Jock, she couldn't wait to dig out her liver and lungs and treat each other with all her heart, so Jock treated him like a brother, but what about Jock? But it's so deep!

This made Cana feel a sense of loss for no reason!

"Dare to ask where is sacred? Dare to come out and see it, our Viper Gang will never pursue the losses just now! Chelsea couldn't help but be quiet to the weird atmosphere, and shouted out again, this time even more unconfident!

It sounds good, and he will never be investigated, does he dare to pursue it?

The Magister is something they can't afford to mess with! If they weren't confident enough to take Jana, they wouldn't have taken the risk!

"Hehe-"

However, at this moment, a faint laughter suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Naturally, this laugh was made by Jock!

His face was still the same harmless smile of humans and animals, a faint smile, and his almost transparent pupils glowed with a strange white light.

"What are you laughing at?"

Chelsea wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead, staring at Jock's petite figure, a cold light in his eyes, and he thought Jock was laughing at him!

In fact, Jock was still laughing at him, but the object of ridicule was not that he was so low-voiced, but that they were stupid!

"What are you looking for?" Jock still smiled, as if he didn't take Chelsea seriously at all, and asked to himself.

Chelsea's face was distorted, and he was really angry that a stinky boy looked down on him so much, but before he could say anything, Jock laughed again:

"Are you looking for me?"

"Looking for you? Haha-" Chelsea grinned, and even though he laughed, but in a moment, the mockery froze on his obscene and twisted face!

Suddenly, a very unrealistic, even insane idea occurred to him!

The little boy in front of him, the terminally ill complexion, the harmless smile of humans and animals, the long pale hair covered under the hat, the almost transparent weird pupils, and the thin body that couldn't help but be windy, all of these things combined, it seems, this young man is so weird and weird!

Could it be?

Perhaps, there is no question at all!

In the next moment, almost the entire black crowd was staring at the thin young man, his long white hair dancing without wind, and his arms were slowly raised at this time.

Still smiling at Chelsea, Jock's right arm was gently pushed straight to the right, looking so weak and so gentle.

But then, I heard a "whew-" explosion.

In an instant, a gust of wind swept angrily, even more than the one that Cana had just released, and in the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of black suits pointed by the young man's right arm were directly swept into the air. Mixed with terrible screams and weak moans, hundreds of black suits were directly scattered by the wind, rolled up into the air, or fell to pieces, or hit all over the place!

In short, at this moment, the whole audience excepted

The sound of the howling wind, nothing else, no sound!