If Gorling, the puppeteer, looks like a half-dead piece of wood, the assassin in front of him is more like a cyborg killer from the Terminator series. The only thing that was a little out of harmony was probably the lantern with a dark blue flame pinned to his waist. Luo Ning glanced at it a few times, always thinking of a certain paper man in his previous life, and felt a faint pain in his liver.

What's even stranger is that from the moment the iron-skinned assassin appeared, a mysterious call sounded in his head. Listening to it, its timbre is seven or eight points similar to Gawain.

"Get me out! Get me out..."

The cry for help went straight to Luo Ning's heart, as if it was a glamorous kraken sitting on a reef with a harp in her hand, singing an ethereal lament in the howling sea breeze, tempting the humans who had strayed into the sea to blindly approach.

At the entrance of the hall, the assassin was strong, and he didn't care about the hostility emanating from the magic bell, but became interested in the strangely dressed bald monk: "Huh?

Luo Ning came back to his senses and secretly ordered the bronze warrior monk to prepare to meet the enemy.

The bronze monk has to raise his head, open his feet, hold a stick in his right hand, and lift his left palm from the side of his body and fall on his chest, summoning a boy to worship the Buddha, which is the starting style of "Arhat stick".

"This move... It's a bit interesting, but it's a pity that there is no vindictive infusion, and the power is still too weak. ”

He glanced at Luo Ning and said coldly, "Originally, I wanted to let you go." But now that you and this half-elven scumbag have killed Gorling, if I let you go, I'm afraid that the saints won't be able to spare me. Little one, if you die at my hands today, consider yourself unlucky!"

"Don't be too arrogant! Whoever dies or lives is not certain!" the magic bell launched a sneak on the spot and escaped into the vast fog. Luo Ning did not hesitate to save her life just now, she was naturally grateful to this young man and regarded Luo Ning as a companion.

The steel bone pulled out the long black dagger that he called the "Dragon's Spine Blood Thorn", and took a few steps forward before standing still. The seemingly careless reckless act made Luo Ning and the magic bell feel nervous for a while, and they didn't dare to move. Because from anyone's point of view, the location of the sharp tip of the dragon's spine blood thorn is his own heart. What's more: from the moment it appeared, Cyborg had confidently not entered a stealth state, even for a second.

Is it a coincidence? or is it a prediction based on a huge disparity in strength? In the face of a high-level assassin with the ability to kill with one hit, the magic bell can only wait for the time to come.

"Drink!"

The first to attack was the bronze warrior monk. Although this bronze warrior monk is only one level, he has not mastered the trick of fighting qi, but the set of arhat sticks is good. When he used the killing move of the Luohan stick to "subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger", the whining and whistling sound of the copper stick was like a giant beast roaring in the sky. It's really both offensive and defensive, and it's extraordinary.

The more the steel bone looked, the more he felt that there were infinite variables hidden in the warrior monk's movements, and he did not rush to attack, and only used brute force to knock the bronze stick away when he was not dodging in time.

During this period, the voice that had appeared in Luo Ning's head sounded again: "Help me out! Help me out..."

Luo Ning shook his head to chase the sound away, turned his head and grabbed Lina's collar and yelled, "Cheer up, Lena!

"It's useless, that's a high-level assassin with a dragon's spine spur!The dragon's spine that the dragon's spine can penetrate, even Gawain is not his opponent!How many of us ......" Lena lowered her head, thinking of her long-sick mother for a moment, and the tears in her eyes were half fear, half sad, rolling down Luo Ning's arm.

Ronin let out a long sigh and loosened Lena's collar. Gawain's death had an indelible negative impact on his face. He finally realized that the only thing he could count on now was himself with a magic spell and a scroll. If you can't make good use of these last two reliance, the death of the three of you is only a matter of time.

After a moment of silence, Luo Ning turned around and stopped looking at Lena, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Na, Lena, can you promise me one thing? If we really kill this guy by luck, please help me take care of Wendy! I..."

"What are you going to do? You, don't do anything stupid!" Lena looked up, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

"Since the Dragonspine Blackthorn can penetrate the defenses of high-level warriors, then the body of a low-level warrior is no problem! For that faint hope, I am willing to do everything I can!"

Before the words fell, Luo Ning ignored Lena's shouts behind him, and suddenly ran out diagonally.

A few meters away, all the moves in the Luohan stick method were exhausted, and the first-level puppet lacked intelligence, so he only knew how to start from scratch step by step. The steel skeleton looked bored, and with a knife in his hand, he cut the bronze puppet in half. But the next moment, he only heard the sound of the scroll tearing not far away, and he felt that his eyes were dark, and he could only see the existence within half a meter as far as his vision could see.

However, the blinding technique, which would have caused ordinary people to panic, did not have much effect on the high-ranking assassin. For him, hearing and a sixth sense are not inferior to eyesight.

"Blinding the Assassin?!hehe, that's stupid and cute!" Steelbone raised the dragon's spine black dagger and drew a "Z" in an instant. The first move knocks the opponent's sword away, the second moves nullify the opponent's left hand, and the third stage of damage stabs the dragon's spine black dagger deep into the attacker's chest.

"Poof!" the sound of vomiting blood sounded, and the steel bone was about to twist the dagger to cut off the opponent's heart, but his right wrist was tightly held by a bloody left hand.

In the next moment, the ice-blue incantation light wheel suddenly lit up, and the churning wind and snow soon filled the entire field of vision.

In the darkness, he saw Luo Ning appear in front of him, with a smug smile on his face that his plan had succeeded.

"Damn! This fucking epic weapon, poking people is really... It hurts... Ahh However, the screaming frost ray in his right hand came as expected, piercing the right shoulder of the steel bone completely before he lost consciousness.

"Ahh——hh

Frightened and angry, Steelbone kicked Luo Ning out with one kick, and at the same time covered the pierced shoulder, letting out a painful howl. Assassins have always been a high-risk profession. However, since he obtained the Dragon's Spine Blood Thorn, he can almost kill with one blow when fighting, and he has long forgotten the taste of severe pain. The frost ray that Luo Ning threw out was the first time in years that he had been seriously injured.

"Ronin!" Lena burst into tears as she rushed up to sit on her knees and sit in front of Ronin who was lying on her back. She wanted to plug the bloody hole in Luo Ning's chest, but she gave up before it could touch his skin—the last attack of the steel bone stabbed into Luo Ning's heart with great precision. Lena knew: Ronin on the ground was dead. Unless a miracle occurs, a high priest immediately appears in front of several people and spends half of his life force to resurrect the dead in order to save Luo Ning's life.

"Why?!Why did it become like this?!You know you can't beat him, why do you..."Princess Lena muttered in a low voice, and suddenly remembered the words that Luo Ning had said many times: "Even if there is only one last chance left, I will do my best!" After the battle in prison, she experienced the tenacity in this sentence for the second time, and felt the heaviness in this sentence.

"No, no! The final result should never be like this! That guy, that guy Luo Ning......" Tears dripped on Luo Ning's chest, but Princess Lena no longer had the fear and cringe she had just now. I saw her bite her lip and suddenly stand up, and the short staff in her hand pointed directly at the steel bone, blooming with brilliant and deadly fire.

Fire Magic - Flame Punch!

Thousands of sparks intertwined and changed, turning into a flaming fist of red fire and rushing towards the steel bone. The red glow was mapped onto the steel-boned face, distorting and elongating his reflection. In the face of Lena's magic, Cyborg neither dodged nor fled, not even his feet. His right hand shook quickly, and the faintly bloody dragon's spine blood thorn burst out in mid-air with a brilliant afterimage, inserted between the fire fists.

"Boom!"

In the red shadow, the steel skeleton stands proudly; The fire fist was also cut by the blood light, and it was easily defused after spreading into a rain of fire.

Of course, he was not unscathed. Ronin's desperate blow pierced Steelbone's left shoulder, leaving him without an impenetrable defense. After swinging the dagger, the steel bone pulled the wound, and the body couldn't help but tremble, and his attention was slightly distracted at this moment.

"Not good!" As a high-level assassin with an epic weapon, Cyborg knew what that meant. He even vaguely guessed that the magic bell had been sneaking in the fog, waiting for such an excellent opportunity!

He placed his left arm at his side and held the dagger diagonally to block the vital point in his chest and abdomen. It only took a moment to be ready for a sneak attack.

The steel bone's reaction was suddenly fast, but the faster was the sword light in the magic bell's hand. Scarlet flashes suddenly appeared, swirling around the steel skeleton, forming several slender rings. In a fit of rage, the magic bell's eyes turned red, and he swung the dagger with incredible speed.

Dozens of narrow wounds opened up and down the steel bones in an instant. Even the soul lantern on his waist shattered and fell to the ground in the light of the sword, becoming dim.