Qin Jing held hands and seemed to move. Qin Jing knew that this was a powerful blow, and the body could react to the man in front of him. He hasn’t killed him yet to prevent startle him.

But at the moment, Joef is not in good condition either. He is completely paralyzed and probably can’t even smile.
Qin Jing felt in a good mood. He released Joef’s wrist and learned about the trend of the Indian team. He needed to hide his new team and go to the British Museum to counterattack the Indian team to stop Imoton from resurrecting. He finished it in London, but he joined Zhan Lan and them …
Qin Jing got up and looked at Eve and Jonathan Zhongzhou team newcomers who were sitting far away. Because the floor-to-ceiling windows had been broken, the wind kept pouring into the room at night, making the temperature of the hall exceptionally low. The flames in the fireplace were flickering and it was quiet around. Occasionally, there were insects chirping for a night or two …
No! Qin Jing looks serious. Although the surrounding scenery is different from that just now, Qin Jing still feels a little uneasy in his heart. It seems that something has deceived his perception and hidden in!
Qin Jing looked up and he turned on sharingan and looked around quietly. Suddenly, he looked possessed and blocked. He was still squatting. Xiaoxi, a red paw appeared from the void and blocked Qin Jing. The gas was like a metal.
"There are three of them …" I don’t know where a creepy smile came from and echoed in everyone’s heart.
Qin Jing also don’t lift the index finger to the source of laughter he heard.
Breaking the road and four white thunder
Pentium flash appeared there before everyone reacted, and then slowly thundered.
But nothing hit …
Qin Jing got up. He saw beside him about Reeve and the couple that Qin compose jade and Gao Hongliang was split in two. Mo Yao was protected by wang xia and fell aside. Eve and Jonathan saw that the bodies of three people were completely stupid and sat motionless.
I’m afraid there is one person who can fool his vigilance and kill three people before he can react.
Zhao Zhu, he has arrived.
After Zhao compose a blow, the news seems to have left, but Qin Jing doesn’t think so. Qin Jing also feels quite fearful for such a person who has a strange assassination method of an assassin’s family and adds terrible strength.
He forced himself to be quiet to bring sharingan to the extreme, and everything around him gradually showed a magnificent color, which was the flow of energy. He was surrounded by ordinary people and there was not much color reflected, but there was one person who surprised him-Xiaoxi gave a faint black and purple breath from her blindfold.
The lonelier the environment, I have to admit that the stealth skills of the assassin’s family are really very powerful. Even at this moment, Qin Jing can’t see through Zhao’s whereabouts
Really worthily is zhao compose …
Qin Jing raised his hand and held a Japanese Tatsu Yamashiro quietly in his hand.
"Scatter it, Thousand Sakura"
The sharp blade explodes in an instant, and several cherry blossom petals are scattered in all directions. In the Lord God these days, Qin Jing has also deepened his understanding of thousands of cherry blossoms. Every petal of these petals is connected with his perception, and he can clearly feel the air vibration around him, as if he had strengthened his perception several times.
Sure enough, although there seems to be no change around Qin Jing, the whole person suddenly appears in a shadow. He can’t fly the sickle foot like flying skill and exploding. These skills make people’s integrity rise, just as sharping strengthened his body without increasing dynamic vision. It further strengthened the move of people, and it will be beneficial. Its instantaneous explosion degree also reached the extreme.
People in the dark didn’t expect Qin Jing to be so fast. As soon as he looked up in the dark, his white hand was stretched out and pressed on his chest.
"The pale fire falls!" A blue flame instantly spewed out and hugged the whole person in the dark inside.
Chapter 12 Zhao compose debut (2)
The light blue flame, like a jet of fireworks, hit Qin Jing’s front man’s back and lit up the whole dark shadow, but such gorgeous fireworks lasted for a moment. Qin Jing suddenly felt that his strength had lost his goal and the man’s body was broken like glass.
Is it a mirror image? Qin Jing withdrew his hand and looked at the huge potholes smashed by pale fire and a few drops of blood scattered next to the potholes …
Unfortunately, Qin Jing rubbed his right shoulder. It seems that he was not satisfied with his sneak attack. He suddenly felt something and turned to the next side. The ground where he was just now turned into strange fragments.
In the dark, the figure saw that he had missed a sneak attack, but he was not annoyed. He smiled. He believed that the man who was sneaking in the distance could not find himself.
But a moment later, his look changed. A drop of warm liquid fell down his right shoulder, which had just been scratched by the pale fire, and fell to the ground.
It’s less than a second from the moment the liquid slides down the shoulder to the ground, but for people in the dark and Qin Jing in the distance, many things have been done.
"Tick-tock …" Qin Jing’s ears moved and he turned his head. There was no figure there.
Although no one was there, Qin Jing didn’t seem depressed, but smiled. "You really let me down."
He muttered to himself, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared.
Qin Jing’s figure has already appeared in front of him when he is still moving forward in a hurry if he wants to compare the degree of Zheng Zha’s destruction and has not yet entered the fourth-order ability to own an inch of land.
"First Meeting" Qin Jing looked at Zhao Bian, who appeared in front of him shoulder-length and handsome. A huge red sickle "My name is Qin Jing" has appeared in his hand.
With a faint black light, the red scythe conveniently beheaded Zhao Lian so close that even the mirror image couldn’t come. Zhao Lian turned his hand and a delicate Bi was held in his hand, while his left hand was also held in the handle of the Bi. With both hands, he met the sickle of death with a forward momentum.
"Bang!" There seems to be no such thing as a huge impact on Zhao Zhubi in the air, but there was a huge gap in such an impact!
When others react very quickly, they will retreat to the side with this strength. Unfortunately, at this time, they have been hidden in the virtual space since just now. At this time, the red paws suddenly appeared with a red flame and severely shot Zhao compose …
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Meanwhile, at the British Museum,
A golden man is in front of a stone platform, and on the other side of the stone platform is a huge frozen crystal. He takes a quick look at the crystal, then turns to a man in a red robe who is over half a year old and holds a huge black sutra. "Let’s start now, our dear curator of the British Museum."
The old man who was called to hear the golden voice trembled suddenly, and he almost couldn’t hold it in his hand for a while, but he quickly calmed down, looked at the crystal not far away in a complicated way, and then opened the dark sutra to start reciting the face text.
It was with Joseph that Kim Nam returned to London, and Dr. Harotte the Jackal.