The cave was dark, deep, twisting and turning, and it was not clear where it leads.

The silver fox's eyes could not see through, and when he entered this cave, his eyes were black, and he could not see anything clearly.

Wang Hao grabbed the silver fox's soft little hand and whispered, "Follow me!"

The silver fox hesitated slightly, like a good girl, and followed behind Wang Hao.

When you go deeper than 300 steps, it is a three-way intersection.

Silver Fox Dai frowned slightly, pointed to the two intersections, and asked, "Wang Hao, which way should we go?"

Wang Hao thought for a while and said, "I have a way to choose the best way!"

The silver fox blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "What way?"

Wang Hao pretended to smile mysteriously and said, "The crystallization of the wisdom of our Chinese ancestors is definitely tried and tested!"

When the silver fox saw what Wang Hao said, his curiosity was immediately aroused, and he couldn't wait to ask: "What kind of wisdom crystal?"

Wang Hao smiled and said nothing, pointing to the two caves, like a monk chanting scriptures, and chirping: "Point the general, the big general, the small general, whoever you point to, who you are." A rice rushes to the end, it's not him, it's you. ”

Hearing Wang Hao's method, the silver fox almost vomited blood on the spot. Nima, a little bit of a pawn played by kindergarten students, can she still play a little more?

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Believe me, it's absolutely right." In the past, I used to use this method for multiple-choice questions when I was taking exams. ”

The silver fox looked embarrassed, but she didn't have any good ideas about it, so she had to rely on Wang Hao's temperament.

……

Not long after Wang Hao and the silver fox left, the killers of the Burning Sky Sect had already chased after them.

Looking at the three-way intersection, they are also facing the same problem, which way to go?

After a moment of silence, the two cardinal mages simply summed it up, one person and one way.

Wang Hao, who was walking in front, moved his ears slightly, lowered his voice hard, and said, "Someone is coming!"

After speaking, he began to count silently in his heart.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

That's seven people in total!

One of them breathed steadily, walked lightly, and was clearly a master.

The other six people, relatively speaking, were a little stray in their breathing and footsteps.

Sensing this, Wang Hao already understood in his heart that the two red-clothed mages must have divided their troops.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao's mind flashed with inspiration, and now is a good opportunity to break through.

After secretly making up his mind, he put his finger on the palm of the silver fox and wrote four words: Break each one.

The silver fox understood and nodded lightly at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao took out the silencer, put it on the muzzle of the sniper rifle, and quietly waited for the arrival of the prey.

The silver fox held a strong crossbow with three long arrows on it, and the bowstring was pulled tightly, like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark, which could be killed at any time and give its prey a fatal blow.

The cardinal mage seemed to smell danger and waved his hand at his men.

The two white-clothed killers stepped forward, took out a flashlight, and shone it inside.

At this moment, Wang Hao suddenly knocked on the trigger.

"Bang!"

Brilliant bullets, like shooting stars piercing the night, passed through the eyebrows of a white-clad killer.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Almost at the same time, the silver fox also shot three arrows.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

Three white-clothed killers, with arrows in their hearts, fell on their backs in pools of blood.

Wang Hao turned his gun and prepared to shoot the cardinal mage.

The red-clothed mage suddenly grabbed a rock and smashed it at Wang Hao.

Seeing the situation, Wang Hao rolled on the spot, pulled out the money sword, and killed him head-on.

As soon as he took a look, there was a white-clothed killer who was stabbed by Wang Hao.

The only remaining white-clothed killer, when he saw his companion, had fallen to the ground, and he subconsciously retreated.

However, before he could take two steps back, his expression completely stiffened on his face, his eyes were split, and he glanced at the red-clothed mage they usually respected the most.

The red-clothed mage snorted coldly and shouted: "The rules of the sect, those who retreat without permission will die!"

The word "death" was still swirling back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and the white-clothed killer spat blood from his mouth and fell on his back in a pool of blood.

Now, in the dark cave, only Wang Hao, Silver Fox, and the red-clothed mage are left.

The silver fox loaded three more arrows and slammed the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sharp arrow broke through the air, making a crisp sound.

The cardinal-clothed mage's wide robe swept across the air, and the three feathered arrows immediately shifted their direction and stabbed into the cave wall, bursting out with a burst of brilliant calcium carbide sparks.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao rolled nearby, brandished the money sword, and slashed towards the third path of the red-clothed mage.

At the same time, the silver fox also brandished a dagger with cold light, and kicked the ground on his toes, cooperating with Wang Hao to attack the upper three lanes of the red-clothed mage.

On the corner of the red-clothed mage's mouth, a smirk of disdain appeared, and he raised his curved scimitar and headed towards Wang Hao's money sword.

"Dang Qiang!"

A crisp metal impact suddenly sounded, and the brilliant sparks that burst out, like fireworks on the Yuan Xi Festival, reflected the faces of both warring sides.

The money sword in Wang Hao's hand is a sharp weapon that sharpens iron like clay. Therefore, with just one face, he cut the cardinal mage's scimitar in half.

The silver fox also took the opportunity to kill him, and the red-clothed mage had to retreat one after another.

Looking at the broken knife in his hand, a hint of surprise appeared on the corner of the red-clothed mage's mouth.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao swung his money sword and launched a strong attack on the red-clothed mage.

Although the skill of the red-clothed mage is higher than that of Wang Hao, he still can't use his flesh and blood to shake Wang Hao's money sword.

In addition, the silver fox was next to him, and from time to time he also put a cold arrow or something, so he had to devote some of his energy to defense.

For a while, he was forced to retreat again and again, looking extremely embarrassed, how could he have the majesty of the usual ** division.

The cardinal mage was furious, and stomped on the ground with one foot, stabilizing his body's center of gravity.

Immediately, I saw a cold glow flashing in his gloomy eyes.

"Hmph, this is your own death!"

With a snort of indignation, he took out a blood-red scimitar from his wide sleeve.

This scimitar is like an elegant work of art crafted by the Muse, the handle of a light yellow-white conch with black spots is beautifully curvy, connected to the thin blade wrapped in a delicate red ornament, and the smooth curve of the blade extends downward into a crescent moon, like a mermaid's tail, and it does not look like a blood-stained butcher's knife at all.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao and the silver fox couldn't help but be horrified.

"This, this, this is the Whale Blood Knife?"