The Absolute Speed of a Comic

After all, Elquite's strength is strong enough, and ordinary Death Apostles are simply not enough to see, even a City Lord-level Death Apostle is just a big sandbag in front of her!

The white-haired Death Apostle had almost no strength to fight back in her hands, and was pressed and beaten by her the whole time.

Even if he used fire, he was quickly countered by Elquite.

"Are they really just ordinary dead apostles?"

Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

So far, this white-haired Death Apostle hasn't shown much extraordinary power, and it doesn't look like Zu's existence with a set of 258,000 to 80,000.

Having said that, he did not let his guard down, and his eyes were still fixed on the battle situation.

He didn't want to experience anything like being counter-killed in battle.

"Strange, his breath..."

Jiang Li suddenly noticed a detail.

From the mouth of the white-haired dead disciple, a faint white mist was continuously exhaled.

It's like the breath that people exhale in winter.

But the strange thing is that now is the season of early summer, why is it impossible to breathe out white air?

There is only one possibility of exhaling white air in this situation, and that is—the body temperature of the white-haired death apostle is much lower than the air temperature!

Jiang Chen suddenly sounded the alarm bell.

"Elquite, be careful!"

He warned Elquite, who was charging for a fatal blow.

"Uh ah ah ah ah-!"

The next moment, bathed in the tsunami-like cold current, the white-haired death apostle who was constantly convulsing suddenly let out an angry roar!

"Om-!"

In the blink of an eye, the world has changed.

The white-haired dead man opened his arms, as if embracing the world.

A huge cold current suddenly erupted with him at the center, changing the world in the blink of an eye with the momentum of a mountain and a tsunami!

That's not a vision.

It's the change of the world.

Facing the huge cold current that came like an avalanche, Jiang Li only felt as if he was facing the heaven and the earth, repressing himself with an infinite force, and a sense of unparalleled despair emerged spontaneously.

Erquit subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But for some reason, she crossed her arms in front of her and made a protective action.

Next.

The white-haired dead disciple raised his hand with a cold expression.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded.

Elquite's figure was blasted out like a cannonball and crashed into the building wall without making a sound for a long time.

Look up.

The world in front of me turned white.

Countless frosts extinguished the surrounding flames in the blink of an eye. Buildings, vehicles, signboards, windows, etc., everything was covered by cold ice.

Jiang Li stared at everything in front of him.

The negative pressure range is one kilometer centered on the white-haired dead apostle.

All creatures within this kilometer were instantly deprived of their temperature and fell into **** unconsciously.

At that instant, the temperature of the air had definitely dropped to over 200 degrees below zero, even close to absolute zero!

No matter what kind of creature it is, it is absolutely unable to resist such a sudden cold snap!

What a terrible ice control ability!

Isn't that guy the flame dead apostle?

Why did it suddenly change to ice?

Most of the props he carried were prepared for the Flame Dead Apostles, and his ability was reversed all of a sudden, making the props on him instantly become waste!

"Erquit..."

Jiang Li glanced at the hole in the wall not far behind him.

At that moment just now, Elquite made a protective action.

It was Jiang Li who was standing behind her at that time.

"Do you think I can't stand the cold snap?"

Jiang Chen said silently.

This idea is normal.

No matter how strong he is, he is still human after all, and the temperature difference is still the fatal factor!

"With my physique, as long as I don't stay in that environment for a long time, I'll be fine, what a fool!"

Just now, she had an obvious move of dodging, that is to say, she had the leeway to dodge.

If it wasn't to protect him, she would never have been knocked out.

"Huh..."

The white-haired dead disciple let out a cold sigh.

"How dare you take away so much heat from me, that's what I finally accumulated!"

Forced to explode the power of ice.

His skin became visibly dry, and a thin layer of cream hung on his face.

His face was very gloomy, obviously very angry.

"So that's the case, because the cold current in your body is too strong, so you warm yourself with flames?"

A voice came.

The young man came over, holding a gleaming knife in his hand.

"Is that irrational state before, frozen by your own power?"

After liberating his true power, he regained his sanity.

It is precisely because he was in an unreasonable state before and acted purely on instinct, that's why he started killing people so recklessly on the street.

Very provocative words.

This successfully made the white-haired dead apostle shift his attention from Erquit to him.

"Humans... Although they are protected by Bai Ji, it seems that they are not ordinary people who can function in such an environment. The Church of the Holy Church or the Magic Association, hum, it doesn't matter."

The white-haired dead disciple snorted coldly, his eyes becoming full of reason.

"The posture of holding the knife is messy... Do you want to fight me by raising a weapon at me like this?"

He looked cold.

He didn't take Jiang Li as a threat.

In other words, he didn't even regard Jiang Li, who was holding a weapon, as an enemy.

This is the pride of the highest dead apostle!

"As a person, I don't like to owe others favors."

Jiang Li held the knife casually, completely ignoring his evaluation.

The posture of holding the knife is messy?

Sometimes, when the opponent is too ignorant, it will become a joke in your eyes.

"I owed Erquite a favor just now, so I'm going to pay it back now!"

Different from his posture, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"In other words, do you really want to fight me?"

The white-haired dead disciple filtered out the information he wanted from his words, and there was no change in his expression.

At the same time, he raised his weapon.

It was a long gun.

A gigantic knight spear that was as dazzling as moonlight, with a gun body that was more than five meters long!

It's impossible for ordinary people to just lift it up, but he waved it casually without realizing it.

Before, he used that gun to pierce Elquite's abdomen and knocked her out.

Jiang Li was silent, his sharp eyes already answered.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became chilling.

"Wait, wait a minute...!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Elquite walked out of the building, clutching her blood-stained abdomen, her expression had a touch of pain, and her voice trembled slightly.

"That guy is a dead disciple with the principle blood ring. That is to say, he is a member of the twenty-seven ancestors. You alone cannot win..."

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