Chapter 387: The Shadow Killing is Terrifying

"How is it? I can't even believe my own shadow, don't you feel sad?" Shadow Kill looked at Leng Qiu and the four of them playfully.

"Why does the Storm Blood Wolf King use the Shadow Kill move?" Liu Changkong began to wonder if the shadow kill in front of him was not conjured by the Wind Blood Wolf King?

"yes! From the moment the Tempest Blood Wolf King appeared, it all started to make sense. Leng Qiu said.

Whether it is the Storm Blood Wolf King or this shadow kill, it seems that they are not affected by the rules of this world.

What went wrong?

The four of them were a little puzzled.

"Oh yes, it doesn't matter if it's the Storm Blood Wolf King or the Shadow Kill! I'm going to die here today!" Zhao Bufan had a violent aura on his body, whether it was the Wind Blood Wolf King or the Shadow Kill, they all took away too many of their things.

"That's right! Whether it's for a mission or a personal vendetta, he must die!"

Leng Qiu killed the shadow directly.

In the face of Leng Qiu's attack, the expression on Shadow Slayer's face did not change at all, and it was still as plain as water.

"The beacon is decided!"

"Boring trick!"

The moment the energy spear was about to form, the shadow kill casually swung out a few sword qi, which actually defeated the formation of the spear, which was even more exaggerated than the move of splitting the sky to see through the beacon fire.

What the?

Don't say Leng Qiu, even Zhao Bufan and the three of them were completely stunned, and the few remaining attack methods were easily interrupted? What kind of concept is this?

"Gun Shadow!"

Leng Qiu didn't believe in evil anymore, and hurriedly waved his spear.

"I'm really not smart!"

Shadow Kill raised his right hand up, Leng Qiu noticed that his shadow was a little abnormal, and his heart was horrified, and he hurriedly put away the gun, but it was still a step too late, and a long sword flew out of the shadow and hit his throat.

"Horizontal knife!"

Fortunately, Gu Yue came in time and split the long sword with one sword.

"Boss, are you okay?" Zhao Bufan and Liu Changkong also rushed over.

"I didn't expect his abilities to be so tricky. Leng Qiu only knew now what kind of terrible opponent Zhao Bufan was facing that day.

"Boss, we don't seem to be his opponents now. Zhao Bufan has not lost his so-called reason.

"What went wrong?" Leng Qiu felt that it shouldn't be like this, in the face of such a shadow kill, I am afraid that even if the four of them recover their full strength, they may not be his opponents. But why is this the way it is? Is there a bug in this game?

"What's the matter? Are you scared? Then I have to take the initiative!"

Shadow Kill's right hand, the black long sword submerged into his shadow, and the four of them were so frightened that they quickly dispersed, only to see that the shadow of Shadow Kill began to squirm, and then, swallowed out a black long sword, and Shadow Kill held the black long sword in his hand.

"Up!"

Shadow Slayer held the black sword and ran towards the four of them, and at the same time, his shadow was also elongated.

Compared with shadow killing, what the four of them care about is his shadow, and they can't prevent it.

"Just staring at my shadow, it's very dangerous!" Shadow Kill quickly swung a few times, and it was Liu Changkong who rushed to the front.

"Sword Whisk!"

Liu Changkong used his sword to attack instead of defending.

Ding Ding Ding!

The speed at which the two of them drew their swords was very fast, and they fought several times in the blink of an eye, barely equally.

"Horizontal knife!"

Gu Yue seized an opportunity, and the long knife in his hand slashed diagonally at Shadow Kill at an extremely tricky angle.

Shadow Kill immediately gave up attacking Liu Changkong and turned around to resist Gu Yue's attack. But how could Liu Changkong let the shadow kill rampant?

"Elegy of the Sword!"

When Shadow Kill resisted Gu Yue's attack, Liu Changkong also swung out the long sword in his hand and slashed across Shadow Kill's back.

The texture of the long sword cutting through the ** in the imagination did not appear, and Liu Changkong felt like something was protecting the body of the shadow kill.

"Aside from good cooperation, you're really useless!" Shadow Kill's favorite thing is to use words to shake the opponent's heart while fighting.

"You're not a big deal other than saying this useless nonsense. Leng Qiu sneered.

"He's got armor on him!" Liu Changkong reminded Leng Qiu.

Armor? The hearts of the four people suddenly cooled half, and the ability to kill the shadow has not yet found a way to crack it, and now there is still armor on the body?

"Are you talking about this?"

Shadow Kill's left hand was raised slightly, and then a trace of transformation appeared in his body, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra pair on his body... Uh, Ice Armor?

That's right, it's the Ice Armor of the Sky Split!

"This..."Leng Qiu's faces were very ugly, they had personally experienced the defensive power of this ice armor, and now it appeared on Shadow Kill's body, which was tantamount to a tiger for Shadow Kill, but for them, it was even worse.

"I sense a hint of fear in your eyes, and it's very unpleasant for me. The expression of fear on the living body shows that they have not really stepped into despair yet!"

"Fear, despair, hehe!" Leng Qiu suddenly laughed. "Is it ridiculous that I want to bow my head in fear to you cold-blooded executioners?"

The Shadow Killing Sword pointed at the four of Leng Qiu, and said lightly: "There is no ridiculous word in the world, some are just stupid. People like you who don't understand the situation are the best synonym for stupidity!"

"Stupid? maybe. Leng Qiu said: "There is always one thing in this world, it is worth your life, maybe a person, one thing, one thing." From the moment you made a move on my brother, the situation was already preordained. It's just a matter of time. ”

Shadow Kill said: "All the reasons for fighting in the world are just to find a high-sounding reason for their own killing. The so-called revenge is nothing more than that!"

"There's no reason to talk to people like you!" Leng Qiu stopped talking nonsense with him, and stabbed him again with a spear.

"Definitely. The truth of the world is determined by strength, you have succeeded, you have won, everything you say and do is right! You have failed, you have lost, everything you say and do is wrong!" Shadow Killer held his sword in both hands, waiting for the cold autumn to approach.

"Gun Shadow!"

It's still a serial poke!

I saw that Shadow Kill only swung three times quickly, and took Leng Qiu's attack in its entirety.

At the same time, Zhao Bufan's fist, Gu Yue's sword, and Liu Changkong's sword also arrived.

Seeing this, Shadow Kill suddenly rushed towards Leng Qiu, who hurriedly blocked with a horizontal gun, the corners of Shadow Kill's mouth rose slightly, followed by a high jump, and then flipped, and his right foot kicked Leng Qiu's back heavily, Leng Qiu's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell forward, but don't forget, Zhao Bufan and the three of them are attacking this side.

"Boss!"

The sudden change really scared Zhao Bufan and the three of them, but unfortunately, the attack of the three could not be interrupted.

Boom!

Leng Qiu was blasted out by Zhao Bufan and the others.

Fortunately, this is in the game, and tens of thousands of blood points have only been dropped, otherwise, under this blow, Leng Qiu is afraid that he will go directly to the west.

"Boss!"

Zhao Bufan and the three of them hurriedly ran towards Leng Qiu, with a look of eagerness and concern, as for guilt? Who would have expected this situation, I feel guilty!

"Ahem... I'm fine!" Leng Qiu stood up, his expression a little colder than before.

"Get out of the way!" Leng Qiu pushed Liu Changkong and the three of them away, the black long sword flew out of whose shadow he didn't know, Leng Qiu turned his head to the right, and the long sword slashed against his left face, cutting a shallow wound on the top, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound.