Yue Wushuang was currently observing the chaotic situation, guarded by three crystal chariots and a dozen witch hunters.
She was still wearing a large cloak, but underneath the cloak was a tight-fitting crystal armor.
Her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were carefully wrapped, leaving no flaws.
Yue Wushuang, who has been the leader of the Demon Tribunal for decades and is the most proficient in stealth, sneak attacks and assassinations, obviously will not do such stupid things as risking his own life and rashly entering tunnels and mines.
The dozens of witch hunters around them could not be dispersed even if they were killed.
Long Yangjun couldn't wait for a better opportunity, so she had no choice but to go straight in!
"Uh-huh!"
Her skin instantly became crystal clear, as if it were translucent crystal, swallowing up the surrounding light and blending into the environment.
It's like an ice cube without any impurities thrown into water.
You can't tell the difference without careful perception.
Even her psychic energy fluctuations were reduced to almost zero, and could not be detected at all amid the hot flames and thick smoke surrounding her.
With a tap of her feet, she was clearly in the air, but as if she were in extremely dense sea water, she transformed into an agile and light mermaid, cutting through the gap between the elite guardsmen and the witch hunter.
Several witch hunters were only a stone's throw away from her, and they stared around with heightened vigilance.
Some even activated extremely sensitive scanning magic weapons, scanning the surroundings over and over again, but none of them found Long Yangjun's presence.
Long Yangjun was only fifty meters away from Yue Wushuang.
Her fingers were spread apart, and her crystal-like nails grew rapidly, quickly forming ten short blades as thin as cicada wings and as sharp as iron.
Yue Wushuang had been staring in the direction of Li Jialing.
Until this moment, she finally felt a strange ripple and glanced at the void where Long Yangjun was.
With just one glance, Yue Wushuang's pupils shrank into needlepoints, and she started to move without any warning.
She fell straight backwards, her toes dug into the rock formations, and with one touch and one pick, she lifted up thousands of rubbles and shattered them with spiritual energy.
It turned into burning powder, sputtering forward, and with the help of a rub, he slipped out from under the chassis of a crystal chariot and hid behind the crystal chariot!
None of the witch hunters could react.
Among the gravel and burning powder picked up by Yue Wushuang's toes, a sad afterimage appeared.
Soon enough, Long Yangjun gathered unstoppable arrogance from the afterimage and rushed in front of the crystal chariot where Yue Wushuang was hiding.
His fingers stirred up ten dream-like shining arcs, and a car The crystal chariot weighing dozens of tons was easily torn into pieces, and even the elite Imperial Guards inside turned into shocking corpses before they even had time to scream.
"call!"
The wide black robe that Yue Wushuang was wearing was thrown out by her, and it enveloped Long Yangjun's head like a writhing dark cloud.
There was another "bang" sound, and colorful corrosive gases rushed towards Long Yangjun's head.
The crystal armor surged up.
Long Yangjun's figure instantly turned into a dozen broken crystals, and the broken crystals turned into a dozen lightning streams, barely stagnant at all.
He dodged Yue Wushuang's black-robed poisonous mist and attacked.
Yue Wushuang's eyes, throat, heart and abdomen.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding!"
Between the two spy chiefs who are equally proficient in stealth and sneak attacks, a series of extremely dangerous but extremely gorgeous sparks erupted with poison blades and short knives.
Yue Wushuang was at a disadvantage almost from the first second.
After only holding on for three seconds, Long Yangjun poked a transparent hole in his left wrist.
With a "clang", the crescent-shaped short blade fell to the ground.
Long Yangjun spun around and sprayed out a blue stream of light from the soles of his feet, wiping it towards Yue Wushuang's throat.
However, the loyal and fearless witch hunters under Yue Wushuang rushed forward one after another, forcing her to adjust her direction slightly.
The stream of light that was supposed to slit Yue Wushuang's throat swam like a dragon between the vital points of the witch hunters. , bursting out a series of shrill blood arrows.
"You have been retaining your strength!"
Yue Wushuang took a few steps back and retreated into the guard of many witch hunters.
She covered her throat with her hands, her face was pale and her eyes were malicious.
She was not surprised by Long Yangjun's appearance, but she was surprised by Long Yangjun's sudden increase in strength, "The last two times, you have been conserving your strength and did not show your strongest combat effectiveness at all.
Why did you even get injured on purpose!
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" "Nonsense, if you weren't injured intentionally, how could you be so stupid as to think that just two Avatars are enough to hunt me down!"
Long Yangjun smiled evilly and flashed past several witch hunters like a transparent octopus in the deep sea.
The witch hunters froze as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.
After a while, their heads all moved backward strangely, and blood pillars rose into the sky, turning into blood flowers with teeth and claws.
Long Yangjun flicked off ten blood beads on his fingernails, bent down, dodged the crossfire of two crystal chariots, and rushed up from the blind spot of one of the crystal chariots.
No matter how the spar tank turned the turret, it was unable to lock on Long Yangjun's position.
Instead, she stepped hard on the spar tank's reactive armor, gaining a higher speed with the help of the explosive power of the reactive armor. , while kicking the crystal chariot hundreds of meters away, it once again flew in front of Yue Wushuang at lightning speed.
Yue Wushuang asked a seemingly stupid question just to delay time, but with an extremely concealed gesture, he extracted the giant divine weapon from the Qiankun Ring.
However, Long Yangjun predicted her plan.
Three unstoppable streams of light popped out from his fingertips, slashing at Yue Wushuang's right hand.
At the same time, he kicked Yue Wushuang's chest, forcing Yue Wushuang to stop the extraction and shrink his hand.
Even so, Long Yangjun kicked her forward thirty to forty meters, completely disrupting her offensive and defensive rhythm.
Long Yangjun can fight hundreds of moves against the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi head-on.
If you don't consider that you are isolated and helpless, it will be extremely troublesome whether you are seriously injured or run out of ammunition.
Even if the three gods are put together, it may not be possible.
How much advantage can I get from her?
At this moment, she was a bit anxious to jump over the wall and forcefully carve out a bloody path.
There was only one Yue Wushuang on the opposite side, so she naturally had the advantage.
"You are not Dongfang Mingyue!"
Yue Wushuang was kicked by her until all the bones in her body were almost broken.
She couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Her face really changed, and her voice became extremely sad, "Neither the Dongfang Family nor the Demon Hunter Association can train you.
Such a monster, who are you?"
Long Yangjun snorted coldly and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yue Wushuang.
His elbows made a "clicking" sound like a broken bone.
Two crystal bone blades suddenly protruded from the gaps in the crystal armor, and the toes and heels also With the same bone blade poking out, the whole person was like a god of death composed of blades.
No force could stop her.
Any forest guard or witch hunter who stood in front of her fell down like ears of wheat blown by the wind!
Yue Wushuang did not hesitate and fled towards the center of the large iron factory, where the crowd was most dense, at all costs.
In the thick smoke that made her unable to see her fingers, she was like the moon covered by dark clouds.
She was as invisible as Long Yangjun just now, and she didn't even care about the life and death of her men.
The seemingly ruthless and even embarrassing escape made Long Yangjun's heart sink.
Yue Wushuang is indeed the leading spy chief of the Real Human Empire.
He will never make any stupid mistakes, let alone leave the slightest chance to Long Yangjun.
She has seen that the biggest flaw of Long Yangjun and Li Jialing is that they are alone.
As long as they are not beheaded successfully, it is impossible for them to kill all the forest guards and witch hunters with just the two of them.
Long Yangjun's strength is not much greater than Yue Wushuang.
Defeating Yue Wushuang is one thing, killing Yue Wushuang is another.
The difficulty of the two is more than ten times different!
Therefore, although she had the upper hand in the scene, it was as if she was chopping up melons and vegetables, killing the forest guards and the witch hunter.
The price was the rapid depletion of her psychic energy and ammunition reserves, and there were a steady stream of enemies rushing up from all around.
When one fell, two more appeared in front of her.
These forest guards and witch hunters have been modulated by the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi, and their loyalty and fighting will are beyond the comparison of ordinary immortal cultivators.
Yue Wushuang was able to get precious breathing time to summon her giant divine weapon.
If Yue Wushuang was not killed in the first round, it would be really troublesome if she summoned the Titan Soldier again!
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Two ice picks almost appeared in Long Yangjun's eyes, piercing deeply into Yue Wushuang's dissipating figure, and followed closely behind.
No matter whether the forest guard or the witch hunter dared to stand in front of her, they would be cut in two with both men and armor.
This was an extremely consuming method of psychic energy.
She soon felt her own weak breathing and the beeping alarm sound coming from the crystal brain.
Seeing that she was trying her best to consume it quickly without giving Yue Wushuang a chance to extract the giant weapon, risking being bombarded by crossfire, and was about to catch up with the target, Yue Wushuang suddenly reached out in the darkness and grabbed a group of dancing things. , and threw it towards her.
It's a person!
Long Yangjun was about to follow the same pattern and cut it off in two pieces just like before.
The person who was thrown over by Yue Wushuang was incredibly agile.
He screamed "Aoao" and dodged her fatal knife.
He was completely different from the imperial guards and witch hunters just now.
It turned out to be the owner of the big iron factory, the Nascent Soul powerhouse Li Minghui!
Li Minghui was unlucky.
He had already seen Long Yangjun's power.
He almost turned into Long Yangjun's sword ghost more than half a month ago.
This time, he had no intention of blocking Long Yangjun's sharp edge.
He shrunk his head and pretended to instruct his subordinates to maintain order.
Unexpectedly, Yue Wushuang sensed his whereabouts, deliberately ducked to his side, and used him as a human shield.
The Nascent Soul strongman who was unrivaled in the big iron factory was nothing in front of the murderous Long Yangjun.
Dodging the first blow was already his limit, but he could not stop Long Yangjun from tearing his flesh apart.
The breastplate and bones completely crushed his heart!
The president of the Black Iron Group died silently like a dog whose throat was hoarse due to poison.
However, taking advantage of the gap when Long Yangjun was blocked by Li Minghui, Yue Wushuang's Qiankun Ring was finally able to spurt out rays of brilliance, and the giant divine soldier "Moon Demon" crawled out from the ripples in the void!