Chapter 145 The Girl Who Came

Carriage No. 2 is also a power car.

Looking at the medal in the boy's hand, Wu Yaohua's expression did not change at all, but a trace of clarity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It was this moment that was accurately captured by Wang Xianxian's eyes.

"This is the lucky charm your son gave you. It belongs to you."

However, Wu Yaohua was not moved by the boy's words.

He clenched his right fist, exerted force with his legs, and rushed towards Wang Xianxian.

The moment his fist touched the boy's body, the change happened again.

The second disappearance of the boy did not cause Wu Yaohua's emotions to fluctuate. He was as calm as a machine and was constantly observing the interior of the car.

Finally, when Wang Xianxian appeared again, Wu Yaohua rushed directly to the boy with extremely fast reaction speed.

Bang——

The narrow space made Wang Xianxian have no time to dodge, and he was hit hard against the wall of the car.

The medal in his hand also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Seeing the medal rolling to his feet, Wu Yaohua raised his foot, stepped heavily on it, and then kicked it fiercely in front of Wang Xianxian.

When the medal appeared in front of Wang Xianxian again, it had been seriously distorted.

The original exquisite design was also destroyed beyond recognition...

For some reason, Wang Xianxian's heart grew a strong...

Rage!

When a warrior is possessed by a demon, his obsession and emotions will be magnified.

Both love and hate will become stronger.

Even if the police officer in front of him is possessed by a demon, he will never treat the gift given to him by his son like this.

The demon is no longer a demon...

A strange demon...

Wang Xianxian gently held the medal in his hand, then looked up at Wu Yaohua, who had a cold expression and bloodshot eyes, and spoke in a deep voice.

"That is what he cherishes most, his pride, his love..."

Because of anger, Wang Xianxian's voice became a little hoarse.

"I will find you... No matter where you hide... I will find you..."

The boy's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in Wu Yaohua's ears, making the demon-destroying police officer feel emotional for the first time.

And this emotion was...

Fear!

The fear that transcends time and space, is engraved into the bone marrow, and is branded in the soul.

The alien demon didn't understand why he was afraid of the boy in front of him, as if the fear of him was an instinct, an instinct for survival.

The command deep in his mind overwhelmed the fear in his heart, and he did not allow anyone to hinder his mission.

He clearly judged that there was a time interval between the boy's strange skills.

So, Wu Yaohua attacked the boy.

His body rushed straight towards the boy like a cannonball.

Wang Xianxian, who had no time to dodge, summoned several wine swords in front of him to block.

Bang!

Wang Xianxian's back hit the car window directly, and the window, which was already mostly broken, was completely shattered due to the strong impact.

Countless fragments flew out of the car along with the boy's body.

In the power car, Wu Yaohua looked out the window expressionlessly. The knife-like wind could not make him squint his eyes. He just stood there quietly, like a puppet waiting for orders.

The next moment, he began to move to the power core.

Just as he took a step, accompanied by a bang, a palm burning with fire rested on the window sill.

Wu Yaohua looked back and saw a red-gold figure flipping in lightly.

He was wrapped in red-gold flames, with golden lines shining on his skin, his pink hair shining in the flames, and the surrounding air was distorted by the terrifying high temperature generated by the flames.

Out of instinct, Wu Yaohua quickly launched an attack, but before he rushed forward.

A transparent liquid with a strong aroma of wine appeared directly around the boy, and then was ignited by him.

The already terrifying flames instantly amplified their power.

The red-gold flames carried a terrifying temperature and rushed directly to his face.

"Ah!!!"

Wu Yaohua howled in pain for the first time.

This flame seemed to have ignited everything about him.

Flesh, soul, and even demonic energy!

Without giving Wu Yaohua any chance to breathe, Wang Xianxian's wine sword carried the fire of the Golden Crow and slashed directly at the opponent.

The sword blade was like a storm, cutting Wu Yaohua's body at a high speed, and the flames carried by it also burned his body along the wound.

In order to relieve the pain, Wu Yaohua continuously released demonic energy in an attempt to slow down the speed of the flames.

The demonic energy collided with the fire of the Golden Crow, and the demonic energy was burned by the flames and continued to emit black smoke, and made a sizzling sound.

For a moment, a large amount of black smoke filled the carriage.

Even the strong wind that hit the window could not completely blow away the smoke.

Wu Yaohua, who was relieving the pain, seized the opportunity and punched directly.

However, Wang Xianxian did not give him a chance at all.

"Xiaoyao."

The body of the boy disappeared again, and at the same time, a large amount of spirit wine began to float in the carriage.

The next moment, all these spirit wines were ignited by the flames.

The entire power carriage was also completely turned into a sea of ​​fire at this moment.

At this moment, Wu Yaohua felt like he was in hell.

Under the pain, Wu Yaohua finally recognized the reality.

In this sea of ​​fire, he had no power to resist, even though the boy in front of him was far inferior to him.

Thinking of this, Wu Yaohua suddenly punched the boy.

Wang Xianxian dodged quickly, and Wu Yaohua seized the opportunity to quickly come to the window and flip to the top of the carriage.

Seeing Wu Yaohua escape, Wang Xianxian did not chase him.

Now he has clearly realized that the opponent's target is the power core behind him.

For the safety of the train, he must stay here.

Moreover, if he goes out, it is impossible to suppress Wu Yaohua with fire above the train when the train is running at high speed.

However, although the idea is good, the result is often not as he wishes.

For the fallen Wu Yaohua, destroying the power device is worse than anything else.

Above the carriage, Wu Yaohua tried hard to adjust his physical condition.

Zhang Hu detonated the explosion of the spirit sword, causing great trauma to his body and his combat power to drop rapidly.

Just as he used magic power to restore his simple body and was about to return to the power carriage, an arrow condensed completely by red gold appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, Wu Yaohua quickly dodged.

However, this arrow condensed completely by fire, as if it had life, directly turned into a golden crow, changed direction in the air, and finally pounced on him.

"Ah!!!"

The same flame, but more powerful!

Wu Yaohua, who was burned by the flames, raised his head in disbelief.

He saw that a pink-haired girl was standing 30 meters in front of him.

Yun Xian'er looked cold and stared at Wu Yaohua in front of her.

On the way here, she clearly sensed the energy fluctuations of the Golden Crow Fire.

Various phenomena told her that Wang Xianxian was in the carriage under the feet of the police officer.

"Stop attacking, otherwise..." The girl said coldly, "die!"

Wu Yaohua did not obey the girl's order. The magic power gathered at the peak of his fist and finally condensed into a black dragon.

Then, Wu Yaohua swung his fist violently.

The black dragon on the fist shot towards the pink-haired girl like an arrow.

Facing the attack, Yun Xian'er did not dodge. She didn't know when she had a hemispherical translucent, red-gold shield around her body. The light like flowing fire kept jumping on the shield, which was extremely dazzling.

The powerful black dragon was blocked by the shield, and was swallowed up bit by bit, starting from the head.

Finally, it was completely consumed in Wu Yaohua's horrified eyes.