The 589th chapter A-level abilities appear

"It's better to be a coincidence." The old man said that his body exuded a strong aura, said coldly, and then turned and followed Guan Yixue up the elevator.

Shi Jian bit his thin lips and muttered: "This old man is really strange, who does he think he is."

"Okay, don't be angry." Zhuo Bufan comforted.

The ladies of a big family like Guan Yixue and Guan Yishuang are guarded by magical practitioners. The family status is certainly not low, and it is not wrong to be cautious at all.

There are four elevators in the hotel. When Guan Yixue and the old man got on the elevator, there was a man with long hair and shawl standing outside, his face a bit gloomy, staring at Guan Yixue, "Oh, I can't think of such a broken place. Met such a beautiful Asian chick?"

"Zhuo Bufan, don't be angry, my sister's personality is like this, she is relatively cold, but her heart is not bad." Guan Yishuang came over and said.

Into the night.

Guan Yishuang took the sword and slept with him, Zhuo Bufan opened a luxurious suite by himself, but did not sleep. Instead, he stood alone at the glass window, looking at the bright eyes. He did not expect to encounter an A-level when he first arrived in Egypt. Powerful with abilities.

Zhuo Bufan squinted his eyes slightly, and he was very familiar with the aura on the opponent's body. He had the same aura as the Guiluo and others sent by the blade. This person should be a sharp-edged person.

Yeshang is only the 10th killer organization in China, while Edge is the top three assassin organization. There is a huge difference in strength. Edge and Yeshang are different. Edge spends zero, and there is no fixed base, only seven. A member, who has assassinated the helm of the sixth-level family, has a great reputation.

At this moment, at the door of Guan Yixue's room, a tall black shadow stood at the door, with a strange smile on his mouth.

"These North African women are not to my appetite. Killing Abi finally completed the task assigned to me by the headquarters. It's time to enjoy and relax."

The man said, his hands emitting a faint light on the door. The door lock used the top point magnetic card lock in Switzerland, but when he put his hands on it, he jumped with silver white arcs.

Click! With a sound, the door opened automatically.

The man walked into the room and looked at the woman lying on the bed, with a hint of greed in his eyes. Guan Yixue had been on the plane for ten hours. She was exhausted, and fell asleep on the bed after taking a shower.

The man walked to the bed and put his hands on Guan Yixue's shoulders. Suddenly, his face changed. The necklace Guan Yixue hung around his neck exuded a white brilliance, and suddenly a cold light shot out from the middle.

At the same time the man was surprised, his body was already flipped three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, avoiding the cold light, but awakened Guan Yixue who was sleeping.

Guan Yixue opened her eyes and saw the man standing by the bed changing color, "Who are you?"

"Magic weapon?" The man stared at the necklace on Guan Yixue's neck, gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am. If you don't want to die, let me have a good night tonight."

"If you don't want to die, get out now." Suddenly a dull voice sounded.

The light in the room was turned on. Under the white light, Guan Yixue finally saw the face of the man in front of him. He was Asian, with shawl and long hair, wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, and his face was extremely gloomy.

At the door, Mu Mu and the old man Uncle Jiang had already arrived.

"It's just a small martial artist with great inner strength, even dare to be presumptuous even without stepping on the water of the Grand Master?" The Asian man snorted and waved out with a palm of his hand. A thunder and lightning emerged out of thin air, crackling and hitting the wood's chest.

The wood bounced directly out, and his chest was burnt black.

Uncle Jiang's hands were imprinted, and a creamy white soft light shot into the chest of the wood, stabilized his vitality, looked at the man with vigilant eyes and said: "Are you a supernatural person?"

"Are you a Lan Gu martial artist?" The man stared at him and asked.

The man turned out to be a native of Lan. Uncle Jiang frowned when he heard what he said, and snorted coldly: "If you know that I am a magician, you should leave obediently and make trouble here. Could you deceive me?

"What's Guanjia? I haven't heard of it. I'm going to make a decision for this little girl today."

Having said that, the yin man closed his hands, and a flash of lightning slammed out of his palms and shot the old man directly.

Uncle Jiang took out a talisman and went to the wind, "Pro!"

A light golden brilliance appeared on the Fuluo, which resisted the silver lightning, but the Fuluo instantly burned and turned into ashes.

"Little magician who enters the Tao, if you are in the foundation period, you are still eligible to scream with me." The man snorted coldly.

"Binding!" Uncle Jiang's hands were sealed, and a creamy white light converged from his palms, like latex paint, which actually slowed the man's figure a bit, and the milky white light wrapped around the man's body tightly. He restrained.

"I'm so capable, I want to kill me?" The man sneered, and a brilliant thunder light stretched out from his palm, like a cutting machine, cutting off the milky white brilliance on his body like a tofu.

"Edge? The third-ranked killer organization in China?"

A hint of horror appeared in Uncle Jiang’s eyes, and according to his understanding of supernatural powers, the strength of this guy in front of him has completely surpassed the B level, he is a strong A level, even a general martial arts master, a magic master. They are not his opponents.

"Bang!" Uncle Jiang hadn't reacted yet. The sharp blade struck the lightning and hit Uncle Jiang's chest. Uncle Jiang flew out and hit the wall, extending a spider-like crack.

The breastplate on his chest shattered. If he didn't have this magic weapon to protect him, I'm afraid he would have been killed by this blow.

The ability of the magician in melee combat is not as powerful as that of the supernaturalist and the warrior. What's more, when he is old, his physical qi and blood is not as strong as a young man.

"Two **** dared to block me, die." The blades and palms gathered the thunder, and suddenly shot out two silver lightning.

"boom!"

Suddenly a figure jumped in from the door, and the two palms gathered to block two lightning. The blade was stunned for a moment, looking at the figure in front of him, it turned out to be a woman in a purple Tang suit, about eighteen years old, with double ponytails, everyone is cute and cute.

Shi Jian slapped the strongest golden palm of the five elements, but his body went backwards, his palm was burned, a pale white smoke came out, and his eyebrows were frowning with pain.

Guan Yishuang also ran in at this time, "Sister, Uncle Jiang, Mu Mu, what's the matter with you?"

He lives in the next room, and the loud noise here has already alarmed the two girls before they ran over.

"It turns out that there are still two big beauties. I'm going to fly three times tonight." Feng Jian said with a sensual color on his face, laughing.

"Really, you still imagine what you have to say before you die." Suddenly a cold voice sounded like a cold wind.

A young man in a black suit and long flowing hair walked in with his hands in his trouser pockets.