Chapter 1095 Four Daoist Hall Masters

"What's that?" The flash of blue made Zhaoren think that he was dazzled, and when he saw his two elves being killed in seconds, he realized that things were not simple.

"Cat Boss, Pyras!" Two more elves were released. Not to mention Pyras, the cat boss was bigger than the average Alaska, and his coat was shiny. It should be the opponent's trump card.

It's so carried away.

I didn't expect that there were such masters, and Gala Gala was defeated and couldn't use the "boomerang" tactic.

It has to be done quickly.

Attack the trainer directly!

Faced with the siege of the two elves, Jelf did not panic and just snapped his fingers. Less than half a meter away from Jelf, the blue figure reappeared.

It's a flash again, and it's fleeting, and there's no time to see what's really going on.

It's just too fast...

I saw two more unconscious elves on the ground.

That touch of blue was like a killer waiting in the shadows to kill with one blow.

One hit can kill!

"What a great big brother." Xiao Huang on the side was already stunned. Even with the power of Tokiwan, he could only detect a trace of the other party.

Jerf turned his gaze to the science boy Akihito, who unconsciously took a step back. The four elves, including their own ace cat boss, were all killed by the other party in one move, and what was even more terrifying was that they didn't even know what elves the other party was using.

What a formidable enemy.

"Wait... Don't come here, I've got a hostage on my hands! As if to give himself a little courage, Akihito stomped on Lijia's head under his feet. The latter let out a groan of pain.

"I'll kick her in the head again! Tell you, I'm really going to do it. ”

Jelf gave a very wicked smile at the other party, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and made a gesture of please: "You can try..."

"What you do to her, I'll do to you later. How's that, fair, right? ”

Fair fart!

I've never seen this kind of guy who doesn't care about hostages.

Akihito was about to cry.

"Don't come, I told you not to come!" As he said, Jelv really didn't care about Lijia's life and death, and he was approaching Zhaoren step by step.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters...

Just when Zhaoren's spirit was on the verge of collapse and he was about to drag Lijia to accompany him to the funeral, Jerf slowly spoke: "Now you have two choices... First, as I said, you kill her, I'll kill you. ”

"Second..."

"How's the second? Say it! ”

It's better to die than to live, he is only taking risks for money, and there is no need to take his own life. Listening to Gerf's tone, it seems that he can reconcile, even if he is connected, it is better than being killed.

"Let them go, and tell me everything you need to know about the guy who let you come. Help me do things in the future. ”

"I'll give you double the money." Jerf dug into the void, and a small pile of gold coins was thrown to the ground like garbage.

Zhaoren's strength can only be considered okay in front of Jelf, but this guy's intelligence ability seems to be good. There is value in utilization.

Boom... Where has the science boy seen this kind of posture, especially the pile of gold coins on the ground, his eyes are shook.

Very straightforward, naked seduction.

He's here for money!

Now the money is in front of you!

No one can compare wealth to Jelf, for him who has ruled several worlds. Money? How much and how much to have.

"I... I replied... Yes! Akihito was about to promise Jelf, only to see him fall down with his head clutched in pain with a scream, and streams of purple mist emerged from his body. Pikachu broke free and ran towards Yellow.

"Mind control? Superpowers? Ghosts? ”

There seemed to be a big hand in the darkness, pulling Akihito's body into the air. The only ones who can do this are super and ghostly elves.

In the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes as big as copper bells opened.

Fangs and a purple-hazy body... The ghost is an elf ghost, and this ghost is at least five or six times bigger than the average ghost.

Although the size of the elf is not directly related to the strength, the elf that is larger than the same size must not be weak.

Do you want to kill people?

Where is it? Gelf modulates his perception to the maximum range. In the building not far away, an anomalous figure was spotted.

An old woman on crutches was standing in front of the window and staring at the place.

Four Heavenly Kings?

"Is Lijia alright?"

"What happened?"

With a rumbling roar, a large rock snake emerged from the ground, and two steady footsteps rang out.

Like Lijia, two trainers who are also the owners of the gym.

Xiao Gang of the Nibi City Gym and Xiao Xia of the Hualan Gym.

I just don't want to see her here... Jeff raised the collar of his own clothes, trying to reduce his presence.

If you want to say that the people in the pocket world who are sorry for themselves are only Xiaoxia except Xiaozhuang.

Her Tyrannosaurus was the one she stole to complete Team Rocket's mission...

In the face of Xiaoxia, he always has a feeling of indebtedness to the other party.

"Team Rocket Rainbow City Branch Chief Jelf?!" The more you don't want to attract the attention of others, the more it backfires, and a slightly surprised voice sounds behind Jelf.

"Didn't you disappear a year ago?"

A white coat with a suit, round-framed glasses, two beards on the left and right, and a shiny bald head.

Another gym trainer, Xia Bo.

Counting the eight gym masters in the Kanto region of Lijia, there are already four of them.

Shaber used to be a senior researcher at Team Rocket, and he was basically seen by the branch ministers everywhere. Although Jelf's age has increased, his appearance has not changed much. It's not surprising to be recognized.

Hearing this, Xiaoxia looked at Gelf with suspicion: "You..."

"Stop the elf, he wants to kill the man." It was Xia Bo who spoke, and there was no one who was shocked at first glance.

Just as he said, the purple mist on the ghost in the sky kept burrowing into Akihito's body, and Akihito in a coma kept letting out a painful wail.

95% of the ghost's body is poison gas. The remaining 5% is said to be the souls of the deceased who died from the poison gas. It is said to be an elf born from the combination of poisonous gas and spirits.

As long as they are wrapped in the gas on the ghost's body, anyone will die.

"The opponent is a misty elf, you only need to attack his core." A slightly cold male voice came from all directions.

The scorching flames pierced through the black ball-like core of the ghostly mist in the sky.

One-hit kill!

Both the strength and the eyesight are quite amazing. A fire-breathing dragon fell from the sky, and a man in a long shawl was standing on top of him, and the raging flames burning on his tail were a sign of the strength of this fire-breathing dragon.

"Whether it's blowing apart or slicing open, it's not as good as destroying his core once and for all."