The stairwell was so narrow that it was difficult to turn around. The blood-soaked figure stabbed Zhang Xizhuanger with a strangely shaped blade.

The man who came had a sneer on his face. In his opinion, in this terrain, there was no way to avoid the hermaphrodite in front of him!

Facing the blade, Zhang Xizhuang'er's body squirmed strangely. Originally facing the front and back, Zhang Xizhuang'er suddenly became facing the left and right.

The stab hit the gap between Zhang Zhuang'er and Zhang Xier as they stood back to back.

The visitor uttered a short, surprised sound: "Huh?"

Gemini believers are rare, at least, he has never seen one, and this way of dealing with it is somewhat beyond his expectations.

So he prepared to change the stab into a sweep.

Meng Yi had already taken action. He was also frightened by Zhang Xizhuang'er. He slowly retracted his eyes, but his hands did not slow down at all.

He put his palms together as a sword and thrust it into the gap between the backs. The soft sword hidden under the skin followed his outstretched palm and broke through the flesh with a "swish".

As Meng Yi stretched out his arm, the sharp edge of the sword forced the bloody figure to kick Zhang Xizhuanger and leap back into the air.

But the long sword wrapped in slender flesh tentacles chased after him relentlessly.

The blade in the bloody figure's hand hit the sword edge, and a huge force came. Meng Yi's extended flesh and blood had no bones to support it, and the strength was insufficient, so the opponent swung the sword towards the concrete stairs.

With a clang, a few sparks were raised.

The long sword chased Wu Yuan, and Meng Yi retracted the extended flesh and blood tentacles with a whoosh.

"Fuck! That bastard almost got ambushed by him, luckily we are more skilled than him. Meng Yi, look at me..."

After separating slightly, Zhang Xier, who had regained control of her mouth, cursed at a very fast pace, and then Zhang Zhuanger leaned back, and the two became one again.

“Huh~”

Xu Qingsong jumped up and threw out a fireball.

The bloody figure raised the blade in his hand, turning the fireball into flying flames all over the sky.

Cen Qiyun leaned over the stair railing with half of his body exposed. At this time, with the help of the bright flames, he raised his gun and locked onto the enemy.

"Bang~"

The loud gunshots echoed in the narrow stairwell, causing Meng Yi and others to frown.

The bloody figure only managed to dodge halfway. His continuous movements overdrew his physical strength and energy, and he did not react completely.

He didn't avoid it.

His head exploded into a sea of ​​red!

It wasn’t easy, Cen Qiyun’s gun finally killed someone!

Without waiting for Meng Yi and the others to relax, Zhang Zhuang'er said in a deep voice: "It's impossible that there is only one person. This kind of scene can't be created by one person alone!"

At the same time, the sound of shattering windows came from the street.

Several people suddenly turned around, and Meng Yi said, "You are in the building!"

He leaped towards the square window in the stairwell, which was only about forty centimeters wide. His body became slender, and he fell onto the street after smashing the window.

There was also a man covered in blood on the street.

This man wasn't trying to escape.

On the contrary, he was running towards the stairs, apparently intending to attack from the front and back with his companions.

Seeing Meng Yi landing on the street, he stopped and rushed towards Meng Yi first, holding the same peculiarly shaped blade in his hand.

Sizzle…

Under the blue electric light, Meng Yi responded tit for tat.

Only then did he see clearly that the opponent was not holding a blade at all, but his right forearm had been replaced.

A short, slightly curved oval with a forked oval tip, the front half concave and the back half convex, like an S.

Not only the arm, but also the left calf was replaced.

This murderous believer's attack style was fierce and ferocious, and he could always strike from places Meng Yi could not expect. He was also very agile, and his attack was like a gyroscope.

In terms of killing skills, Meng Yi was no match at all. As soon as they met, he was even cut open by the opponent from chest to abdomen with a horrific wound.

"Hmph...weak!"

This made the other party unable to help but sarcastically say, "The art of killing, dedicated to my Lord!"

He looked into Meng Yichun's eyes, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "A believer of the Eye of All-Seeing, no wonder..."

"Your flesh, blood, and soul! My Lord accepts it!"

The pupil technique is actually not weak. Meng Yi can basically see the opponent's attack trajectory and route. Isn't this...

I can't react.

The opponent's attacks, the coordination of his hands and legs, the advances and retreats of his body, and the precision in seizing the right moment were truly as perfect as art.

But so what?

The murderous believer raised his short right arm in front of his eyes, which was stained with Meng Yi's blood.

He looked at Meng Yi's chest and abdomen, which were dripping with blood, and licked his mouth with his tongue. "Delicious!"