After Hansen’s palms ignited the dark blue flames, the wounds slowly seeped out a little green juice and quickly evaporated. Looks like Hansen found a way to deal with the Saint Thorn.

“Flame?” Qin Lun narrowed his eyes. Any plant was afraid of fire, and Saint Thorn was no exception.

However, he raised his head to look at Hansen and found that the disciple’s expression was still heavy. After thinking for a moment, he understood. This dark blue flame was probably not a mortal flame, but Hansen’s other bloodline ability-the Soul Flame that belonged to the Undead bloodline.

“Haha, the soul fire of the undead?” Qin Lun smiled and said, “Isn’t it too wasteful for such a high-level ability to be used only to expel moss and scabies? I wonder how many more times you can use this type of flame that connects to the source of the moss and scabies?”

Soul Fire was a bloodline ability, but it was different from ordinary bloodline abilities.

Taking Qin Lun’s Apostle bloodline as an example, passive bloodline abilities like the Tale of Elves and the Will of the Abyss generally didn’t consume energy. However, the corresponding active ability, like the transformation of a demon, consumed a lot of energy. It could only be maintained for a short period of time, and it would completely drain the energy of the main body.

Soul fire was an active ability, but it consumed not only energy but also Hansen’s soul energy. If this thing was used too much, it would definitely affect Hansen’s soul origin.

Sure enough, Hansen’s expression turned ugly after hearing Qin Lun’s words.

The disciples’ combat experience was the richest amongst the five Killer Devils. Although their combat talent wasn’t as good as Grant’s, they were quick to react. After the first round ended at a disadvantage, he instinctively scanned his surroundings to find a way out for himself.

The place where Qin Lun met him happened to be a separate room. Apart from a single window and three people, there was no furniture in the surroundings. Behind him was a corridor exactly the same as when Qin Lun entered, but he didn’t know exactly where that corridor was connected to.

Qin Lun smiled and took a few steps to the left, blocking the only window behind him. It was rare for him to force his disciples into such a closed environment. Of course, he had to have a good time.

As for the corridor behind the disciples, he wasn’t worried at all. The environment there was even narrower. If Hansen dared to turn around, it would be equivalent to courting death. It would be better to fight him to the death here.

However, when Hansen saw Qin Lun blocking the window, his eyes suddenly lit up and his gaze fell on Susan, who was hiding behind Qin Lun.

He stretched out his right hand and pulled at the center of his left palm, pulling out a strange shape of metal from his body.

Qin Lun calmed down and felt a little delighted in his heart. The object that Hansen had fused into his body was another shard of a divine artifact that Qin Lun had bought at the Three-tailed Kite Apostle Club-the Adolid Spear.

This item was originally a divine spear, belonging to Bartel Adolid, the World of Narcinia’s War God. The spear flange was the connecting part between the spear head and the long handle. This treasure had no offensive and defensive abilities, and its only function was to “fuse together.”

It can connect up to four pieces of Apostle equipment together and largely retain their own skills. The storage capacity of this item was not as large as many weapon sheaths, but it was better than that it could be used to exchange all kinds of equipment. It was a weapon master’s divine artifact.

Qin Lun felt a little funny when he saw Hansen take out such equipment. He said with a strange expression, “You actually want to use the equipment he bought for you to deal with this true self of mine? However, don’t forget, I also have memories of this item. It won’t help your current situation in any way.”

“That can’t be seen!” Hansen expressionlessly lowered his eyelids and suddenly exerted force beneath his feet. The tips of his leather shoes stuck like awls into the stone slab on the ground. With a forceful push, a stone board the size of a chessboard rose in front of him.

“Heh!” Hansen clenched his left fist and hammered the stone slab like lightning.

The moment Qin Lun made his move, he had already dodged an angle. He had experienced the power of his disciples. Under the explosive power of a hundred points, even stone fragments would become indestructible bullets.

However, what surprised Qin Lun was that the stone slab only gave off a “ka” sound. Although there were countless spider web-shaped patterns on it, it did not explode as he had imagined. It even stopped in the air for an instant, as if there was an enormous force restricting it, preventing it from exploding.

However, the next moment, Qin Lun knew why Hansen was doing this. This was not because the disciples’ strength was being used lightly, but rather because the weapons warriors had exquisite control over their strength.

Seeing that the stone slab wasn’t broken, Hansen’s face revealed a trace of satisfaction. His left hand flicked his fingers on the stone slab, and his fingers almost turned into afterimages.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp …” The sharp sound of air-piercing brought out white streams of air. In an instant, it was as if a heavy machine gun was firing in front of Hansen. The rubble bullet roared like a furious dragon as it rushed towards Qin Lun.

“Hahaha!” Countless emerald-green thorns gushed out of his sleeves amidst Qin Lun’s wild laughter, forming an impervious barrier in front of him.

Even though this barrier was almost a foot thick, Qin Lun could still see countless bumps on the surface of the vine wall behind the Thorn Barrier. Hansen’s attack was extremely powerful. If it wasn’t for the stone slab being too weak, if it was a metal bullet, the Saint Thorn alone might not be able to block it. After all, the Saint Thorn’s texture was too soft.

After Hansen’s attack paused for a moment, Qin Lun removed the Thorn Barrier. From his perception, the opponent no longer seemed to be in place. As soon as the barrier was removed, he saw the disciples standing quietly in front of Susan, pinching the girl’s neck.

Qin Lun tilted his head, feeling a little puzzled.

Hansen should know that the girl in the plot was insignificant and that life and death weren’t enough for Qin Lun to let him go.

However, he immediately remembered something and frowned. The Saint Thorn in front of him shot towards Hansen like a javelin. Looking at his posture, he didn’t hesitate to risk Susan’s life to snatch her corpse from his disciples.

“Too late!” Hansen ignored the sound of air breaking coming from behind him and replied indifferently with his body on his back.

He hadn’t thought of injuring Qin Lun with that move just now, but he had calculated Qin Lun’s reaction. He knew that the young man would use holy thorns to form a vine wall to block his line of sight, so that he could smoothly catch Susan.

In the next instant, he turned around like a whirlwind. An iron spear swept out a black light from his body, sending all the Saint Thorns flying.

Qin Lun helplessly glanced at Susan, who had been pushed away by Hansen. The girl’s face was filled with disbelief. She raised her hand and touched her neck, then lowered her head to look at her ankles.

The two thick chains around his neck and ankles had disappeared, and when they came into contact with the Adolid flange, they were melted by Hansen and combined into the large iron spear in his hand.

Of course, the disciples knew that Qin Lun didn’t care about Susan’s life or death. He had kidnapped the storyline girl for the sake of the two chains on her body.

Qin Lun looked at the iron spear in Hansen’s hand, not knowing what language to use to express his gloomy mood. However, he was soon relieved that as long as Susan was still here, the disciples would get the two chains sooner or later.

His strength was too strong. If he wanted to forcefully break through, Qin Lun would not be able to stop him. The difference was how much he had paid. In other words, he had won this round. He had obtained the large iron spear formed from the dissolution of the iron chains at almost no cost.

Hansen shook his spear and frowned.

These two chains were made of iron from hundreds of years ago. Although they were not completely rotten, their strength was still not satisfactory. Not to mention compared to Apostle equipment, even ordinary modern alloys were incomparable.

“It can only withstand 70% of its strength. Otherwise, the iron spear will deform or even break.” As a Tier 2 Weapon Master, Hansen had only played a few spear tricks before he became familiar with the weapon in his hand.

“Are you ready? Let’s begin when we’re ready!” Qin Lun looked at his disciple and said coldly. His patience was about to reach its limit again.

“Bang, bang, bang!” The sound of a collision could be heard in the empty room. After obtaining the spear, Hansen no longer had to worry about the Saint Thorn like before. Instead, he began to attack Qin Lun’s defense, trying to get close to the melee range.

“This won’t do, it’s too slow!” In the stalemate between the two, Qin Lun became even more impatient, his eyes flashing with a violent light.

He had one thing in common with Qin Lun from before. Both of them were not interested in a dog fight that was evenly matched.

In the past, Qin Lun hated this kind of battle. He would choose to use his brain and set up some traps for his enemies. Whether it was successful or not, once it was done, it meant that the battle would soon be over.

Now this is because of personality flaws, prefer to use more direct violence.

He began to purposefully reduce the density of Saint Thorns, exposing some flaws to Hansen, trying to tempt him to take more risky moves. Hansen seemed willing to put an end to the war of attrition, but there were too small flaws to entice him.

Apostle didn’t have any equipment in this world, but his Laws Body was still there. It wasn’t a particularly serious injury, and both of them could ignore it, so if they wanted Hansen to step into the trap, Qin Lun would have to risk his life.

Both of them knew that this was a gamble, and Qin Lun had the initiative for the time being.

“Since you want it, I’ll give it to you first!” After a few rounds of fighting, Qin Lun’s eyes finally revealed a trace of madness.

In one attack, he completely released his frontal defense. Just as Qin Lun released his frontal defense, a ball of light exploded in Hansen’s eyes. A ball of rubble exploded beneath his feet, and the iron spear flew out with his entire body. Like a wandering dragon, it shot out a streak of black light from the thorns in the sky.

‘”Whoosh!” As the blood light appeared, Qin Lun soared into the air and was pierced through like a grasshopper by an iron spear. A stream of blood flew out from his back. His right chest was completely pierced by the iron spear.