Chapter 140: Oss Poisoning (4)

There was a flash of clarity on Shadow Chaser's lips, "It's the Night Bringer, Harness the Wind!" ’

After waiting for such a long time, the purpose in Chasing Shadow's heart is to confirm his identity, there is such an extremely dangerous person in the Holy Capital, and if he doesn't find out who he is, it will definitely bring huge troubles to the realm of Loilai in the future. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The crimson fire axe in front of him sped at a blistering speed, with a roaring bloodthirsty killing aura, leaving Shadow Chasing no time to care about anything else.

The Light Hunter flew up, and the speed was even faster, and to the surprise of "Riding the Wind", he actually met it head-on......

The crimson and silver-white blades of light and shadow were staggered and contested, as if they were competing for who could leave more blades of light and shadow in the dark night, and under the game of this terrifying power, both sides made a desperate fight.

The snow gradually filled the forest, and the air was floating with strong air currents, which were suddenly sacred, sometimes killing, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, sometimes neutral, and sometimes evil......

Suddenly, a silver-white beam of light fell from the sky, the silver suddenly became blazing and strong, and the other red light and shadow were obviously a little sluggish, and the strong suction force made him unable to exert all his strength.

What made "Wind Control" extremely puzzled was why the Light Hunter in front of him seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, and his body moves had become terrifying and abnormal in the blink of an eye.

Kongtong sword rose into the sky, climbed to a height that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and suddenly smashed down with a "boom".

The abrupt white light was dazzling, running through the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying sound that followed formed a ring, and spread out in all directions.

With a "poof", two mouthfuls of blood spurted out from the mouth of "Controlling the Wind", and at this time, his figure was already standing in the deep pit.

Chasing the shadow sounded in the forest in a relaxed and comfortable voice, "How, what does it feel like to be struck by an ancient artifact?" ā€

The eyes of "Riding the Wind" were full of disbelief, and his voice was dumb: "You, how did you do it?" ā€

The Yaksha mask tilted his head and thought for a while, "Showing the enemy is also weak, which is usually the usual move of this god, if you don't even know the Kongtong scimitar, then the god is still not confused!" ā€

"Riding the Wind" suddenly sniffed, the werewolf's sense of smell was particularly sensitive, and the tip of his nose had already smelled those unusual scents in the forest.

"Controlling the Wind" looked at him angrily, almost wanting to eat him alive, "Today's defeat is under the ancient Kongtong scimitar, if you don't have the Kongtong blade, I'm afraid you would have died in my hands long ago!" ā€

The eyes hidden under the mask of the Yaksha immediately rolled their eyes widely, and argued: "Now that the outcome is clear, what is the use of saying those assumptions......

Before Shadow Chaser finished speaking, the dark figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, although in the decisive battle just now, Shadow Chaser narrowly won, but the way the "Wind Control" disappeared was still shocking to Shadow Chaser.

The forest suddenly echoed with the voice of "Riding the Wind", "The day the Lord of Darkness awakens must be the time when the Donner family is defeated!" ā€

When the aura of the Dark Hunter completely disappeared from the forest, Shadow Chaser's fists clenched involuntarily, and his forehead, hidden under the Yaksha mask, was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the sharp pain in his whole body was like countless steel needles piercing his body, causing him to gasp a few times in pain.

After a long time, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "What a lie!" ā€

ā˜…ā˜…ā˜…ā˜… The legend ā˜…ā˜…ā˜… of the mermaid in the parchment

The snow fell silently, the dark sky fell petals, a thin cold mist rose in the forest, and I don't know how long it took for the snow to gradually stop.

In the dense forest sat a lonely, slender figure, still in a hugging posture, her long hair and skirt were covered with large white snowflakes, and her body hidden under her thin dress was shivering.

Man'er lowered her eyes, there was a faint mist floating in her eyes, her beautiful little face was frozen and bruised, and her originally pink lips were now with a touch of frost.

Man'er was in a strong spirit, and the mist dissipated etherely on her cheeks, and she looked up at the full moon hanging high in the sky, and the clouds were floating, and the moon disk still scattered clear light.

Suddenly, two goshawks flew under the moon disk, and their eyes trembled, and they watched the two smart silhouettes gradually disappear into the edge of the night.

Suddenly, I felt a strong sense of envy in my heart, if Oss and I could also become two goshawks in the sky, would this uneasy situation be easily resolved?

Reverie will always be ruthlessly shattered by reality, and thinking too much is also unintentional, I can only keep praying in my heart, hoping that the first to come must be the guards of the medical clan, not ...... Dark Hunter.

As far as the eye could see, there was a dark darkness, and Man'er didn't know how much time had passed, as if this boundless darkness would never end.

The arms around Oss began to go numb and stiff, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

'Os, I beg you, wake up quickly, get me out of here quickly!' I choked silently, and the sour grief came to my heart in a fine way, and I felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation in my chest.

Oss's angular face lay on my side in my arms and wrists, as if asleep, and a light smell of agarwood permeated his body.

Tears rolled down my eyes uncontrollably, and I seemed to find some kind of strength in him to hold on, and hugged him desperately again.

Suddenly, a dim light shone on the path in the woods, and the burning flames trembled violently with the forest wind, as if they had been alarmed......

Man'er suddenly raised her eyes, her heart was lifted again, her chest was violently rising and falling with fear, and an inexplicable sense of despair could not be contained in my heart.

The chaotic sound of running resounded among the dirt, and an abrupt voice suddenly broke the silence in the forest: "General, there seems to be a person lying in front of you!" ā€

Man'er's eyes suddenly lit up, although the distance was a little far, but as a mermaid, her hearing was excellent.

In the distance, several tall figures walked quickly towards the fallen demon......

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ It's the Dark Hunter! ā€

The man's voice sounded coldly, and it gave me a sense of dƩjƠ vu.

When the guards heard the name 'Dark Hunter', they were all trained to draw their blades and enter a state of combat readiness as if they were facing a great enemy.

At the same time, a tall figure dressed in military uniforms quickly drew his blade and brutally cut off the demon's tendons and hamstrings.

This has always been a common trick for dark hunters, and as long as this method is used, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible for him to escape again.

Pan Sen ordered in a deep voice: "There must be other dark hunters, carry out a close search, and must rescue His Majesty the King!" ā€

The guards replied in unison, "Yes!" ā€