A deserted ruin, overgrown with weeds.

The blood-stained dusk was a dead silence and cold all around.

The wailing ravens are like black mist, harvesting carrion among the corpses.

Playing the role of nature's scavenger, the cleaner.

The cold wind was fierce, and the gray weeds fluttered in the wind, as if everything was so natural and quiet, full of eerie tranquility.

The sky began to get dark and miserable.

Three floating figures appear here, facing off.

White tiger mask, dressed in white robe.

He wore thorns, spikes of steel, and cold claws.

In front of the mechanical Grim Reaper and the Blizzard Beauty.

"Leave the blood of the warriors behind, and perhaps spare your lives!" roared the White Tiger, the assassin. Just after the mechanical reaper and Feixue succeeded in obtaining Zhao Yun's warrior blood, the demon's shadow assassin, the White Tiger, became a roadblocker. Demons can't attack ordinary people, only the people of the Dream Warband in front of them. Not the same mission and mission. Every tiny link is destroyed. The poisonous explosion of the plague demon has left Jack unconscious, and now is a very critical moment. Interrupting every second of the delayed Dream Warband is paving the way for the final victory.

"There are always some flies that like flesh!" the snowball beauty shook her head and sneered. The gentleness of the fair face turned into anger. The warrior's blood in his hand, although he followed up for a long time, and finally extracted more than 50 milliliters from Zhao Yun's body, using the vampire's specialty, and did it without saying a word, but he still couldn't escape the demon's gaze.

"It's really weird! How did you White Tiger Mask men find us!?" the mechanical reaper likes to ask crucial questions every time. A lot of the questions are ridiculous.

"Haha! The battle spirit spirit emitted by the blood of warriors in your hands has already awakened me······!" The assassin White Tiger didn't hide it, in his eyes, the two people in front of him were about to die, and whoever stood on the opposite side of him would be torn to pieces by the spikes in his hands.

"Oh! I see······! The mechanical reaper is very calm. I had already calculated in my heart that every time I extracted the blood of a warrior in the future, I would encounter a demon of such strength? It was a nightmare. The surface is calm, but the heart is very turbulent.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand it over!" the assassin White Tiger threatened again. Usually in the execution of such a task, when acting as a roadblock, the other party obediently handed over what he wanted in the first round, because the assassin White Tiger also has a function of the temptation and coercion of the devil, a magical weapon, and unconsciously got the task items, and the confused heart seems to be useless to the two people in front of him?

"We're not going to eat your set!······" The Flying Snow beauty covered her mouth and smiled. The very high skill is the psychedelic of pediatrics in front of his eyes, and the psychedelic skill of the vampire is the best skill. In the seemingly casual conversation, there is already an undercurrent surging and misfired.

The stabbing white tiger flew over, and the cold spikes on his hands seemed to be the claws of a fierce tiger.

Words are not speculative, open masturbation!

"Snow Maiden, I'm coming! You rest for a while! if it doesn't work!, you go up again!" The mechanical reaper stepped forward.

"Be careful! His spikes!" Blizzard beauties worried. The mechanical reaper is a gentleman! A machine that doesn't get tired is a cow!

Spikes stabbed the mechanical Grim Reaper!?

The mechanical reaper outfit is overdone!?

Feel each other's moves with your body?

It was so powerful! The metal shell collided! A piercing scrape! The spikes of the piercing white tiger plunged into the face of the mechanical reaper! The hand couldn't move!

"What I want is your spikes coming in, you can't move! It's time for me to move!" The mechanical god of death smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the smile of the god of death indicated that the assassin White Tiger could die!

"Damn! Too hard a face!" The stabbing white tiger can't break free! Wails inwardly! It seems to have become a fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered?!

"I'm eating with my face!haha!······" In the wild laughter of the mechanical god of death, two red lasers were shot from the crack in his chest!

"Underestimate me!······" The stabbing white tiger cut off his right hand and separated the restrained body, while dodging the red light of destruction!

"Speed! Chop off your own hands and dodge the lasers at the same time, you're so handsome!······" The mechanical Grim Reaper and the Blizzard praised. What a terrible demon!

Round 1: Draw?

The mechanical reaper's face was hit hard, and the right hand of the assassin White Tiger was broken!

"What a terrible mechanical reaper!······" The assassin White Tiger was very annoyed when he looked at his severed arm! Although he was surprised by the start, he became extremely cautious!

"Broken right hand! Look at it!······ Your black blood has stopped, but my black fire has already entered your body! You've already lost the game!" said the mechanical reaper arrogantly. The battle just now was not suspended because the arm of the assassin White Tiger was broken! But it kept attacking! Without giving the opponent the slightest respite! The victory or defeat was in the first thought!

"Oh!······ Harvested?!"The body of the piercing white tiger is very hot! It is about to explode! There is a loud bang! The body of the piercing white tiger is torn apart! It is burned by black fire?!

And the eyes of the mechanical reaper panicked!

"Not bad! You're the first to force my second body out!And the last!" a white light flashed from the body that had been burned by the black fire! Another white dwarf stinger white tiger was formed!

The same white robe has now turned into white armor, glowing with a white cold light, and the spikes on his hands have turned into a liquid state!

Spunlace!

The short assassin White Tiger Masked Man, lightning pierces the mechanical Reaper! super fast! so fast that the mechanical reaper doesn't react?

Spun stabs! stabbed the mechanical Reaper in the chest, back, and legs! Multiple fatal wounds!

The mechanical reaper fell in pain?!

The change in the next second was too sudden! The flying snow beauties on the side were dumbfounded! They couldn't see what had just happened at all? The speed that surpassed the Demon Soul's combat power! It reached another level of combat level! It was not a level of damage and speed! Only fast and not broken!

"What have you done?" The snowy beauty wanted to run, but she couldn't. Scared silly?

"It's hard work!" cried the diminutive stabber White Tiger again. The left hand is stretched out like a begging beggar.

"Warrior's Blood!··· I'm not going to give it to you!Get out!" The Flying Snow Beauty screamed.