Rebirth in America

The soul that enters the spiritual space cannot survive!

Just like the food in the stomach, even if Alex doesn't kill them, they will be digested over time.

Now Alex keeps beating them to death and scattering them in order to speed up the process. It didn't take long to see the effects, they were getting weaker and weaker.

"Sesir!" Justifa suddenly shouted.

The first person to be absorbed by the space was the black woman. After her death, she could no longer be condensed into a ball and resurrected. Instead, she turned into a ball of particles scattered in the space, and finally turned into nothingness.

"You devil!"

At this time, Justifa had already understood that there must be something wrong with the place he was in. It was neither heaven nor hell. After he died a few times, it became immediately clear that this place was feeding off his energy.

"boom!"

After one of Alex's attacks, Justifa was once again shattered, but surprisingly, he was able to assemble into a ball and resurrect. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have lost his will long ago and allowed space to corrode and digest him.

I don’t know if people who practice witchcraft are more determined, or for some other reason, but the souls of this couple are obviously more difficult to deal with than Kane. But relatively, the quality of soul energy is also higher. Maybe everyone is not much different in quantity, but there is still a big difference in soul quality.

This time, the condensed appearance of Justifa turned out to be not a black man, but an old white man in his seventies or eighties.

Seeing this change, Alex almost suspected that the space had been invaded. The guy in front of him might be some powerful person.

However, he could tell it immediately from the fluctuations in soul energy. This person is still Justifa!

"You're not Justifa!"

Alex soon understood that Little Richard's uncle, the real Justifa, had been occupied by others and had been dead for an unknown number of years.

"Hmph, that stupid guy. He thought I would hand over the sacrificial witchcraft to him! But he didn't know that I guided him on this path for the sake of a new body!" The old white man in front of him was almost gone. , I still look like I am the strongest in the world.

"Are you Justifa's teacher?"

"Yes, I taught him witchcraft and also took his body. It's a pity that he ended up in this situation because of this guy."

Then everything makes sense. When Little Richard first approached him, Justine, as an uncle, remained unmoved. Not even secretly helping, just watching Little Richard and the others suffer.

Because Justifa had long since ceased to exist, and there was only the white wizard in front of him, and he didn't know how many years he had lived.

No matter who the other party is, Alex cannot let him live. In order to save time, he stopped asking any more questions.

I don’t know if the old white man gave up his resistance, or if it was because he had been killed too many times. This time Alex quickly completely eliminated him. After the space absorbed the souls of two wizards in succession, it quickly changed.

As for what kind of changes had occurred, Alex did not delve into it. After all, the dangers outside still existed.

"Let's deal with the crazy old man first!"

Alex thought for a moment. With a thought, a puppet was automatically generated in the space, and then under his control, the puppet's appearance turned into a crazy old man.

Yes, he wants to copy Crazy Old Eight's skills.

As long as he goes out and touches Crazy Old Eight, he can copy the opponent's skills, and he can also penetrate the opponent's thoughts and dodge the attack first.

This is equivalent to merging with Crazy Old Eight and fighting against Crazy Old Eight together! He didn't believe that he would be defeated by Crazy Old Man under such circumstances!

"But my left hand is injured. I can't use my strength. This is really troublesome!"

No matter what, the danger outside must always be dealt with. Hiding in the space is not the answer. It will only continue to consume the body's energy.

Back to the real world. Time still stayed at the moment when he entered the spiritual space. Crazy Old Eight was approaching and was already only five or six meters away.

At this moment, Lao Ba's figure swayed and his speed suddenly became faster.

Like a ferocious cheetah, it pounces on its prey.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly appeared in front of Alex. Without saying a word, the crazy old man slapped him with his big palm, causing a strong gust of wind to hit his face, making him almost unable to breathe smoothly.

This move was aimed at Alex's injured left arm. It seemed casual, but in fact it was extremely cruel. The attack part is exactly Alex's weakness at this time. No matter how he responds, he will be very passive, and there will be many flaws if he is not careful.

"Bang!"

Fist to palm, they hit each other violently, making a sound like leather being struck.

It was Alex's fist that was blocked by this fierce palm. Seeing that he had no time to dodge, he had to fight against the crazy old man.

At this moment, the force of the counter-shock caused the blood and blood to surge all over the two people's bodies, and their chests were almost suffocated by the shock, just like when they suddenly couldn't catch a breath during a long-distance run and almost vomited blood.

"The peak of dark strength!"

The crazy old man was shocked to discover that the "Wang Long" who looked like a mixed race in front of him was actually a master of An Jin, and he was also the kind of kung fu master who had reached the peak of An Jin. He would have to break through to Hua Jin in one more step. realm.

Before that, he had seen the scene where Kane was killed, and simulated what happened there, and concluded that the murderer "Wang Long" was a master of Anjin. But at that time, he judged that some of the traces of fighting also showed that "Wang Long"'s strength had not yet truly reached the peak of Anjin.

Maybe you can occasionally break through to this level within one or two moves, but those moves are uncontrollable and involve a certain amount of luck.

Just like when some people practice martial arts, not every move can produce a cracking sound like the sound of a whip. Only when you are in excellent condition, have coordinated body movements, and add a little chance, can you perform such fierce and powerful moves.

It can be judged from this that the murderer must have just beaten An Jin not long ago, and at most he is at the middle level of An Jin.

Crazy old man guessed this way at that time, and his analysis was indeed accurate. At that time, Alex had just reached the dark level. Even if you sometimes reach the peak of Anjin, it still depends on luck.

But what Lao Ba didn't expect was that not long after, "Wang Long" had already reached the peak of dark gold.

He thinks so because the move just now was struck by him with all his strength. Only those who have truly reached the peak of Anjin can withstand it. Apart from that, there is no second possibility.

You know, "Wang Long" resisted this move when one of his arms could not be used normally.

"interesting!"

The crazy old man suddenly grinned. He felt that he did the right thing by chasing him this time. Not only can he help Kane get revenge. You can also find an opponent of comparable strength.

He is currently at the peak of his dark power, and if nothing unexpected happens, he may stay at this level for a long time.

Kung Fu is not something you practice, it’s something you beat!

Lao Ba always thinks so.

Every time he faced an opponent of comparable strength, or even an opponent stronger than him, Crazy Old Man would feel a sense of excitement. This feeling allows him to exert two hundred percent of his strength. It is precisely because of this that he can kill and palm his enemies every time in bare-handed combat.

Why others call him Crazy Old Eight is precisely because once he enters that state of excitement, he will become uncontrollable and even his own people will feel scared.

Alex knew this characteristic of the other party. He once wanted to avoid physical combat, but unfortunately failed.

But he still has a chance. A huge opportunity.

"Come on! Let's have a good fight!"

Lao Ba stepped forward, his whole body wide open, completely ignoring his defense. His eyes were shining, as if he had seen something good.

Two winds fill my ears!

I saw Lao Ba's arms raised flat, bent and closed like a round hug, his hands clenched into fists, and his thumbs raised high. It seems to be a slow movement, but in fact it hits both sides of the enemy's brain very fast and fiercely.

Faced with this move, Alex couldn't bear it. He can withstand one side, but there is no way he can withstand both sides. He had only two choices. One was to risk his life and attack, going straight to the middle, regardless of Lao Ba's offensive.

Thus. It is almost certain that when Lao Ba smashes his head, he can also kick out the opponent's heart.

This was a move that would hurt both sides, but he didn't dare to use it, and he didn't know how to use it. Not to mention whether it can hit or not, even if it can, the opponent may be able to move the injured position away. By then, Lao Ba will not be dead but just seriously injured, and his own head will be gone first.

The other option is to retreat to a safe position. But what he was sure of was that Lao Ba wouldn't let him dodge so casually, and he would definitely have a backup plan next.

Once he retreats, he will be completely at a disadvantage, and there may be no way to continue to compete with Lao Ba. You know, Crazy Lao Ba's style of play is one of overwhelming momentum. As long as he gets excited and his momentum surges, no one can suppress him anymore.

This is also the reason why Crazy Old Eight can exert his combat power to 200%. He is the kind of guy who gets crazier the more he fights.

Alex, who knew the characteristics of the crazy old man, secretly said in his heart: "You must not follow the opponent's rhythm."

Alex didn't retreat or attack forward. Just when Crazy Old Eighth's fist was about to hit the target, something unexpected happened.

"boom!"

Very suddenly, a shot rang out!

The shot hit Crazy Old Eight right on his left arm. Alex originally aimed at his heart.

But when the trigger was pulled, Lao Ba suddenly felt danger, so he reluctantly moved away a little distance. Otherwise, if the shot had hit the chest or heart, the result would be needless to say.

Before Crazy Old Eight felt the pain, Alex fired two more shots: "Bang, bang!"

The crazy old man didn't bother to check the wound, and jumped back quickly. He jumped three times in a row, and the landing point each time was not on the same straight line. This time, he finally avoided Alex's close-range shooting, which was really dangerous.

"You still have a gun?" Crazy Old Man said in a deep voice.

At some point, Alex held a pistol in his left hand. That was the gun captured from Sesir. It was originally inserted into the left waist, but he didn't expect it to play a role at such a critical moment.

"Do you think this is the only one left?" Alex looked at the other person with a smile and said, "Maybe I have one or two more? How about you guess how many guns I have on me?"

The crazy old man smiled proudly and said: "No matter how many guns you have on you, you are dead today!"

"Humph, it's not yet certain who will live and who will die!"

If the distance is slightly wider, Crazy Old Man can predict the direction of Alex's shooting based on his own feelings. Then he used this method to dodge bullets, which worked almost every time. After dodging, the gun quickly ran out of bullets.

"Out of bullets?" The crazy old man pounced on him quickly.

Alex had no intention of shooting Lao Ba to death with a gun. He knew that there would never be another good opportunity like before. Once the opponent deliberately tries to dodge the bullet, there is basically no chance of hitting him.

Throwing away the gun in his hand, he also pounced on him.

After delaying for so long, the injury to his left arm has improved somewhat. At first, he was unable to move, but now he can secretly take out a gun and shoot, and now he can swing it at will. Even if it's not intact, it can still slightly block the opponent's attack.

On the other hand, Crazy Old Man's arm was bleeding profusely, and there was no way for the gunshot wound to heal under intense exercise.

Coupled with a series of accidents, his mad tiger-like momentum was interrupted, and his strength has been reduced a lot.

The two of them fought hard with several moves, punches hitting the flesh, and blood splattered with every move.

The sound of applause, boxing, and shouts during the fight made the atmosphere in this manor, which was originally as quiet as a tomb, become much more lively.

The more the Crazy Old Man fought, the more frightened he became. He found that the opponent seemed to have penetrated his own tricks and was blocked midway before he even made a move.

In close combat, it's not like shooting with a gun. It all depends on the condition of the muscles. Sometimes, during the fight, there is no time to think at all, and the body may even act on its own with just a vague feeling.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to predict in advance. In most cases, we rely on rich experience and a little luck. Only then is it possible to gain the upper hand in one and a half moves.

But the "Wang Long" on the opposite side was different. UU Kanshu www.uukａｓ.net had seen through his moves from the beginning, and at the same time suppressed his "power" all the way, unable to use him at all. The advantages come from.

After fighting like this for more than ten moves, Lao Ba became more and more depressed as he fought, almost to the point of vomiting blood from his opponent's depression. But he couldn't retreat. If he dared to make such a move or even think about it, the opponent would definitely pounce on him and chase him without hesitation.

At that time, it won't be Crazy Old Eight who is chasing Alex, but Alex will be chasing him.

In a state of impatience, Alex spotted an opportunity and hit Lao Ba hard on the chest.

"Bang!"

I saw Lao Ba flying out and falling to the ground motionless.

died? It seems to be dead!

Alex thought to himself as he walked over step by step. The crazy old man was lying on his side with his back to Alex. Looking from behind, he seemed to be really dead.