A fan-shaped sword light appeared in the air, cutting the oncoming Eternal Night Warrior into two equal halves from head to toe, and the two pieces of body fell weakly, but amazingly, no half drop of blood spilled, and the roaring Hatai descended towards the center of the formation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Around the place where he was about to land, seven or eight warriors had already been in full formation, and they flew over together when Hatai was almost touching the ground, and before the people arrived, the cold light on the scimitar had **** out, and the cold light that continued to grow and shoot turned into ice and intertwined in the air, like thorns with countless spikes towards the Hatai hood - even if Hatai could dodge the blade, he couldn't avoid the cold, even if he dodged the cold, he couldn't dodge a series of magic blows from the black-robed mages behind.

Xiao Yao's number reached five, and the Hatai who fell, his toes had just made contact with the ground, and various attacks from the Eternal Night warriors came one after another from all directions.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "boom!", not only the people present felt that the sky was shaking for a while, but even the war horses pulling the carriage in the distance were frightened and jumped up, a little unsteady.

I saw that with Hatai as the center, the ground that extended outward by one or two meters seemed to be overturned by a strong force, like an explosion, a large amount of earth and rocks rushed straight into the sky, and several samurai who jumped in the air were completely wrapped in a storm composed of flying stones!

What kind of magic web intertwined with cold and ice, what series of dark magic attacks, all of them were wiped out under the impact of countless flying stones, and those Blood Clan warriors who pounced on them were all in a hurry to dodge and parry in the rain of flying stones, as long as they were hit by stones, their bodies would slow down, which meant that they would be hit by more stones.

But strangely, not a single stone with attack power flew towards the carriage or Xiao Yao.

This kind of perfect control ability can't help but make Xiao Yao embarrassed, and he still underestimates the heroes of the world......

Of course, the black-robed old man on the opposite side was even more surprised.

He didn't perceive any fighting spirit or even magic, how could that Hatai, with the power of his physical body alone, do this?!

No, there is no fighting spirit, how can it be possible to hone such a terrifying killing intent?!

What kind of freak is this?!The round eyes projected a look of disbelief, but the footsteps of the black-robed old man involuntarily retreated.

As soon as the violent stone rain subsided, several mutilated corpses fell from the sky and fell in front of the terrified mercenaries of the eternal night.

A black-robed mage shook his long sleeves and used his wind magic to blow away the dust in the sky, but as soon as he saw Hatai revealed, he immediately regretted it......

In front of him, Hatai, who had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, walked out step by step.

It was as if there was an invisible wall of qi surrounding him, and the constantly falling dust actually surrounded him, and there was not a single trace of dust on his body.

There was no sign of vindictiveness and magic, it was simply incredible!But what really chilled the black-robed mage was the moment he came into contact with the other party's gaze!

As members of the secret order, every mage of the Eternal Night does not know how to be merciful, in other words, the higher their status, the more brutal they become.

People of the same kind can feel the threat of their own kind the most, and because of this, they can read Hatai's gaze at this moment, the kind of gaze that even the most bloodthirsty animals cannot have, a gaze that is more than a hundred times more brutal than them!

What's even more terrifying is that with such a gaze, a chilling sense of fear gradually spreads, and this fear feels like a real thing. The pinprick sensation runs down the spine from the neck to every muscle in the body, some people float in their feet, some people tremble all over their bodies, and some people fall to the ground and can't get up again.

The black-robed mage who bore the brunt of the attack, fell to the ground, didn't care about the image, took out a small bottle of red liquid from his arms, and poured it into his mouth frantically, this is a secret medicine refined with various essence blood, it only works on the blood clan, and the others do the same, after a while, their pupils turned red, and a faint bloody aroma slowly floated in the air.

"Kill, kill him!" With a loud shout, the black-robed old man took the lead in rushing forward, several resident elders clasped their hands together, and in the large space around Hatai's body, the light began to distort.

"Interesting. Hatai put his hands in his hair and walked up to the other party, his eyes shining with excitement, "I like it." ”

Throwing out the war knife, the cold light swirled, and the two warriors who rushed to the front fell down at the same time as the blood mist splashed, and an elder brandished a magic condensed blade of light before it could be released, but Hatai who appeared in front of him in an instant, grabbed his hair and turned around, and then hit his elbow on his back, only to hear a "click", the elder knelt down, his knees sank deep into the ground, and his body stood upside down on the ground in a weird backward posture.

knew that this scene was very cruel, but Xiao Yao in the back suddenly found that the scene in front of him had changed, and he even felt that it was a visual enjoyment...... He finally saw with his own eyes the madness of Crazy Knife Hatai.

The other party has already stimulated himself with drugs, and his speed and attack power have been greatly improved, but he still can't compare to Hatai.

Every time Hatai makes a move, one of the opponents will fall, and his method is obviously extremely fast, even so fast that the person being attacked has already been hit before he has time to make any defense, but at the moment of the shot, there is a momentary pause, so that the onlookers can see clearly.

No, his attacks clearly follow a beat, as if he was dancing to his heart's content, and as if he was using the other person's life, playing a crazy music, fists, elbows, knees, he can use any part of his body to knock a deadly rhythm on the enemy.

As long as he saw Hatai spinning and punching, Xiao Yao would involuntarily have a desire for destruction in his heart, and the sound of the enemy's bones shattering and the blood spraying out of it satisfied him at the most opportune time, making him feel extremely comfortable as a bystander.

These exciting things appear from time to time, constantly embellishing the field of vision, making this originally brutal scene extremely beautiful and satisfying to the onlookers......

"Is this what he's really capable of? The fight with me in the past was completely merciful. Looking at the blood light flying everywhere, Xiao Yao's thoughts in his heart could only be described as shock, "This is the real top martial artist!"

After Hatai kicked off the legs of the last samurai with a sweep, all the samurai besieging Hatai fell, and only the black-robed old man was still standing alone in the field, his pupils were still so red, but there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"My lord, run ...... quickly" After saying a sincere last word, the head of the black-robed mage who was still breathing was trampled into the dirt by Hatai, who was strolling over.

That's right, it's like stepping on a hard stone, rubbing it into the dirt little by little. (To be continued.) )