Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the tense muscles in Feng Jianxi's hands instantly softened. Feng Jianxi gently tossed the maniac in purple robes and fell to the ground without making a sound.

How many times is this?

Feng Jianxi kept counting silently in her heart, and soon got the answer.....Thirty-four.

Thirty-four purple-robed lunatics have died in his hands.............

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

When Feng Jianxi was still thinking about what happened to him, a man wearing a purple robe to hide his face broke into the house. When his murderous intention burst out, Feng Jianxi took action directly.

There is no need to understand the reason, as the opponent can be directly identified as an enemy the moment he has the intention to kill. Especially the blood stained on the opponent's body and the smell of blood all over his body can be regarded as a very aggressive and dangerous person.

Magic power surges through the circuits, and strengthened magic covers the entire body.

The distance of more than five steps was instantly covered, and Kazama Xi slid straight into the arms of the witch cultist.

Feng Jianxi's movement stunned the witch cultist for a moment, and he subconsciously raised the serrated knife in his hand.

But it was too late.

Feng Jianxi's front foot stepped on the wooden floor, causing fine cracks in the floor and making a thunderous sound.

After strengthening, a vertical punch that was as hard as a rock suddenly came out and hit the witch cultist directly in the chest.

【Bajiquan·Eight Styles of King Kong·Punching Hammer]

Although modern magicians regard the use of modern firearms as a shame, they approve of close combat.

In the modern era where the mystery has faded, various spells are no longer as powerful as they once were. In addition to long-range spellcasting capabilities, you should also have certain defensive capabilities when facing close threats. What's more, with the martial arts honed by his own body, his history is not inferior to mystery and magic.

Part of Feng Jianxi's hunting skills came from his adoptive father. For example, the use of modern firearms and thermal weapons, the posture methods of many vehicles, and the introductory magic theory.

And most of it is learned.

For example, close combat is one of Feng Jianxi's best skills.

Bajiquan, a boxing technique from the Celestial Dynasty, is famous for its fierceness.

This boxing technique was learned by Feng Jianxi under the advice of his adoptive father. Although my adoptive father did not know how to do it, he had obviously seen and even experienced this Chinese boxing skill, so he recommended it.

Feng Jianxi seems to be very talented in this technology, and has already achieved something in just a few years.

The fist that landed on the chest of the Witch Cultist was almost as destructive as a grenade exploding in the chest.

The witch cultist's body was shaken open, and she knocked open the half-open wooden door behind her. She flew through the air like a straw, and then fell to the ground outside the house.

This punch was enough to destroy the chest and smash the lungs and heart into a ball of minced flesh.

Feng Jianxi walked out of the house.

The scene outside the house has long been reflected in the eyes through the magic eye.

It was a village with a medieval architectural style.

The village has been shrouded in deathly silence, and the bodies of villagers can be seen everywhere on the ground.

This village was also massacred. The reason why I say 'also' is because the village where Khwaja Aditya was hiding suffered the same fate not long ago.

Unlike the stronghold of Khwaja Aditya, those villagers also work part-time as bandits. The villagers here are obviously ordinary farmers who have been dealing with the land their entire lives.

After Feng Jianxi walked out of the house, several witch cultists with weapons rushed up immediately. The sharp dagger with the bloody stains was stabbing everywhere.

He slid sideways to dodge, raised his legs and pushed his knees into the opponent's chest. Then Kazama reached out his hand again and accurately grabbed the other person's wrist holding the dagger. With the force of his five fingers, his wrist was instantly crushed. Feng Jianxi threw the captured witch cultist towards the person behind him. The two collided and fell to the ground.

Feng Jianxi did not step forward to finish the attack because of the fireball shooting from a certain direction. The fireball landed where Feng Jianxi had been standing and exploded.

After dodging, Feng Jianxi grabbed the pitchfork on the ground and threw it towards the location where the fireball was shot.

The metal spikes of the pitchfork instantly pierced the caster's neck, pinning him to the ground. During this time, the witch cultists wandering around the village gradually moved towards this side.

Feng Jianxi took out a grenade from her arms, opened the safety buckle, and threw it towards the most densely populated area of witch cultists.

The witch cultists didn't seem to recognize this dark green sphere that was very familiar to modern people, and they didn't make any panic or dodge movements. As the grenade exploded, several surrounding witch cultists were killed on the spot.

In terms of the application of modern firearms, Kazama prefers long-range sniping with one hit, rather than throwing a large amount of bullets in a head-on conflict.

Feng Jianxi did not carry many weapons to deal with such situations. Facing such an occasion, you mainly rely on your own magic and fighting skills.

The evil eye scanned the village, and there were still twenty-eight purple-robed lunatics remaining. Such a quantity would not make Feng Jianxi retreat.

"Anyway, let's make a quick decision...."

Feng Jianxi took a deep breath, and the spells engraved in the magic circuit began to activate, covering the enhanced magic.

He closed his eyes.

The heartbeat, blood flow rate, and breathing slowed down in just a few seconds. The physical sense of time became extremely slow, as if someone pressed the slow forward button on the remote control panel.

And all the surrounding noises, the breathing and heartbeat of the witch cultists, and the sound of slowly approaching footsteps are also constantly slowing down, slowing down, slowing down...

When Feng Jianxi opened his eyes, the world in front of him seemed to have fallen into a swamp. All material changes become extremely slow.

But Feng Jianxi was not affected by this invisible obstacle.

The magic called [Inherent Time Control] speeds up the flow of blood, the burning of hemoglobin, and the time it takes for muscle tissue to start and end.

Time is relative. It seems that everything in the world has slowed down, but the time that can affect the entire world is the power of 'Dharma'. The power of [Inherent Temporal Control] is essentially to accelerate oneself. People are removed from the normal flow of time in the original world.

Quad speed.

Feng Jianxi's own speed increased four times compared to the world. For Feng Jianxi, the world has slowed down four times.

In this swamp of time, Feng Jianxi took a sliding step. This is the step technique in Bajiquan, which can quickly cover distances.

The palms, elbows, feet, knees, and limbs are turned into weapons, destroying all the flesh they touch through explosive force.

For the witch cultists, Kazama Yu, whose agility had been enhanced through enhanced magic, was already extremely fast, but now she had turned into a shadow that was difficult to follow. Before he could react, huge pain erupted from his body's vital organs. The destructive power directly killed it and pulled its consciousness into darkness.