The ground was filled with desperate wails.
Saber had dodged a knife.
Marshall's three Psychic Bombs were mercilessly cut off again.
Kitt restrained his aura, trying to eliminate his presence.
Their last chance was to cooperate with Kitt's shadow game. As long as the plan succeeded, they could take the victory.
Law didn't know the elders' plan. Compared to the group on the ground, the elders were clearly stronger.
He glanced at the positions of the elders and came to a basic judgment.
Marshall, who was on top of the tall building, was a Release School. Given the power and speed of the Psychic Bombs, the threat was almost negligible and could be dealt with last.
Saber, who had just rushed over, was of a close-combat type. It would be best if they could use long-range means to deal with him. Even if they were close, they could use their knife skills to win, so the threat wasn't great.
The only thing they needed to pay attention to was Kitt, who had restrained his aura. He didn't make a clear move, like a viper waiting for an opportunity to move, waiting for the moment to show his fangs.
Perhaps … this person was the opponent's reliance. Was he the key to victory?
"Since he's restrained his aura, I should be able to kill him with one blow. I have to get rid of him first …"
After Law made his decision, he didn't reveal his thoughts. Kitt's position was rather careful, as if waiting for Saber to entangle him.
Saber stood where he was, adjusting his state of mind.
Whoosh!
Another three Psychic Bombs came from above.
Even knowing that the Psychic Bombs would be easily cut off by Law, Marshall didn't stop rubbing them. It was the only thing he could do.
At that moment, Law moved. He didn't want to wait for the opponent to regroup. Since he had already decided who to get rid of first, he would take the initiative to attack and force the opponent to reveal a flaw.
Although Law didn't have much actual combat experience, he could overestimate the opponent and thus minimize the potential risk.
He rushed toward Saber, and as the Psychic Bombs approached, his arms danced, and he chopped out three ordinary knives without any skill. There was no wasted movement, simple and effective.
Chi!
Brandishing the knife, sheathing the knife.
The three Psychic Bombs were cut in half again.
After cutting off the Psychic Bombs, Law glanced at Kitt's position out of the corner of his eye and then closed the distance between him and Saber.
Sword energy from medium to long distances could be easily dodged, and closing the distance would reduce the chance of being dodged.
Seeing Law take the initiative to rush over, Shabo didn't dodge. He vaguely checked Kitt's position, suppressed his fear, and took the initiative to meet Law.
That obscure glance was noticed by Law.
"Although I don't know what that person's chant is, but …"
While rushing, Law silently calculated the position of the three, taking into account Marshall's psychic bomb to ensure that he could get rid of Kitt as fast as lightning.
The control of distance had to be precise enough to finish off Kitt before he could use his telekinesis!
When the distance between Luo and Shabo had shrunk to within ten meters, he saw Kitt finally move. He quietly circled around, his target seeming to be his back.
Vaguely, the three of them formed a right triangle, and the three points were closing in on each other, reducing the distance between them.
The thin and long thread … passed through the pinhole at that moment.
Law raised his eyelids and stopped rushing forward. At that moment, he did two things.
After cutting off Marshall's three psychic bombs, he didn't immediately withdraw his raised arm. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum to slash diagonally at the charging Shabo, sending a crescent blade of sword energy flying through the air toward Shabo.
"This time, I absolutely can't dodge!"
Seeing that, Shabo's face showed determination. Qi gushed out of his whole body, and he didn't make any movement to dodge. Instead, he crossed his arms and maintained his forward momentum to meet the crescent blade of sword energy that was slashing toward him.
After slashing out with his blade, Law didn't look at Shabo's reaction at all. Instead, he pushed off with his feet and rushed as fast as he could to the side of Kitt.
"What?!"
Kitt's face changed. He had been very careful, wanting to wait until he could reach the distance in an instant. He hadn't expected Law to suddenly target him, and at such a fast speed.
Not only had he not thought of that, but Shabo and Marshall hadn't either.
Shabo's distance was clearly closer, and Law's rushing target was Shabo. There was no reason for him to suddenly change targets and attack Kitt, who was farther away.
That act of restraining his qi could indeed reduce Law's sensitivity in battle. However, there were few targets to begin with, and such deliberate behavior instead made Law notice him at once.
"It's too late. Left or right? Can I dodge? As long as I can dodge, I can step on his shadow! "
Kitt's pupils shrank. If he succeeded in stepping on Law's shadow, the battle would be over!
With that thought in mind, Kitt desperately dodged to the left. It was an evasive movement full of hope.
However, Law turned his blade over and accurately slashed at Kitt's temple.
Crack!
Kitt's head fell to the side, and his neck snapped with the sound of bones breaking. He then flew to the side and couldn't be more dead.
Allah was a rusty blade, but it was both the sharpest and the dullest.
The blade that slashed at Kitt's temple didn't cut through his skin. Instead, it struck like a heavy hammer.
At the same time, the sword energy that had been slashed out before changing targets passed through Shabo's body and flew forward a distance before disappearing.
"I blocked it!"
There was nothing wrong with his body. Shabo thought he had blocked Law's sword energy.
Law put away his blade and looked sideways at Shabo, who was maintaining his crossed arms. He wondered, "You should have been able to dodge it. Why did you take it?"
Shabo looked at Law and said fiercely, "My mind can make my body invulnerable to swords and spears. Even bullets …"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the blade mark that had appeared from the left side of his chest to the right side of his waist.
That was impossible …!
He had clearly adjusted his mood and could fearlessly block any damage.
In that state, he could have easily blocked bullets. How could he have been so easily cut in two?
Shabo's face showed deep confusion. That was the shield he was so proud of …!
He had only released a sword energy slash, but it had been able to break his shield!
He couldn't possibly know the answer to that, because Law wouldn't have been so idle as to speak his mind.
Luo Weiwei shook her head. When Shabo's upper body slid obliquely to the ground, he rushed close and slashed a few times on Shabo's body. When he passed by, Shabo's body turned into several pieces.
The characteristics of the hand of God will not kill Shabo, but he was cut into so many pieces that he was already crippled.
After dealing with the two elders at once, Law looked up at Marshall, who was already stunned on the roof.
Why was Law able to directly attack their winning hand?
Marshall couldn't understand. Even if he understood, the strength of the two sides was not on the same level.
Law didn't care about Marshall's thoughts. He slashed his sword across the air and cut the house in half, causing the upper half of the house to slide forward.
Marshall, who was standing on the edge of the platform, slid down the house and fell toward Law. He was in mid-air, shouting several times, and threw the last three Psychic Bombs at Law.
In a desperate situation, he actually strengthened his mind because of his emotional fluctuations, which increased the power of the Psychic Bomb by at least 50%.
However, he saw in despair that Law just waved his sword a few times and easily cut off the Psychic Bomb again.
He didn't know whether it was the sword or Law's mind, but it didn't matter.
Law took a step forward, flipped his wrist, and hit Marshall's neck with the bottom of the hilt.
Kacha!
An arrow of blood spurted out from the back of Marshall's neck, and the whole person bounced back and then fell heavily. He covered his neck and trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
Law smashed his throat with the hilt wrapped in Qi, and he had no capital to live.
In less than a minute, Law defeated everyone, which can be said to be the end of the battle.
Two elders were dead, and the rest were still alive, but they were broken.
At this moment, Machi and the others had not finished off another group of enemies.
The three elders were not weak. Whether it was Marshall's Psychic Bomb or Shabo's defense, they were not so easy to deal with, but the person they met was Law.
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