Whew~!

The black robe opened in response, and the standard magic wings that fit behind him scattered and flew away, blooming a blood flower that was a foot long. On the dark brown old body that seemed to be as thin as firewood, the back muscles were turned over, revealing two golden muscles, the muscles trembled slightly, gushing out a trace of demonic energy, and at the same time, layers of tyrannical light burst out.

The Death Scythe belongs to the lower intermediate level magic weapon, and it is almost promoted to the next high level in one step, and it is extremely sharp and can devour demons and devouring spirits.

But under such a close and full force blow, he actually only broke a foot of the knife edge, which was only three inches deep, and it was still a centimeter away from the fatal ventricle. Moreover, when the Death Scythe slashed on the back, it rebounded with a huge force, directly bounced Tang Ming and the sickle out, and hit the King Kong Gate all the way before falling to the ground.

If you can't kill the enemy with one sword, it will be a failure for Tang Ming.

The old guy snorted and staggered forward four or five steps.

Beep~! Beep~!

Five sniper rifles rang out at the same time, and before the old guy could hold his heels, he launched a second round of attacks. This is a rare opportunity, and to lose it means death.

"The mantis arm is a car, the old man will send you all to hell~!"

The old guy cracked his mouth and roared, endured the sharp pain in his back, shrunk, lunged, and forcibly twisted his torso to dodge the three deadliest sniper bullets fired at his head and chest. However, he escaped death, but he couldn't dodge the blow of the remaining two sniper bullets. One tore the base of his right leg and one hit the elbow of his right arm.

"Hmm~!"

The old guy snorted again and again, and the powerful impact of the sniper bullet threw him flying as much as three meters, and on the way to the flight, he did not forget to raise the magic gun in his left hand and swept it towards the remaining sniper points in the depths of the darkness.

Four or five more howls rang out, and the gunfire stopped.

"Chop~!"

The sound of soft shouts appeared above his head again, and Tang Ming jumped high and raised his knife for the second time. The Death Scythe was covered with layers of dazzling light, and wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted, emitting a breathtaking air explosion.

This is Tang Ming's strongest blow, and it is also the blow he is determined to win.

Click~!

He could clearly feel the blade cutting through his back muscles, several skeletons, and the tremor of the ventricles, and he could even feel the heat of the blood splashing on his cheeks, and he could also feel the cracking sound of the scythe blade and the painful screams of the Death Demon after the slash.

He could be pretty sure it was done.

If this knife goes down, the old guy will not die or be wasted, and all that remains is for him to reap the fruits of victory.

Dada~!

Just as the old guy fell, the slight rush on his left hand reached out with his backhand, and two strings of bright red rays erupted one after another. A string of devastation in front of him broke through the golden vest, and then a string struck the left atrium without any obstacles.

In the blood-red splash, Tang Ming's body flew out again, hitting the copper wall with a dull buzzing sound.

Dead.

Suddenly there was a dead silence in the eagle's belly, no gunshots, no roars, no breathing.

Tang Ming fell on the right side of the gate, the golden vest was gone, his body was soaked in blood, and a hole the size of a marble had been broken in his left chest, and a trace of burnt smell was rising. The old guy lay on his back on the ground, dark red blood flowed all over the ground, and a three-foot gap was cracked on his back from top to bottom.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the dark, a delicate figure covered in blood slowly got up and came crookedly to the place where Tang Ming was lying.

"Brother Ma Jia, what's wrong with you? Whining~! The little beauty bent down to pick up Tang Ming's head, patted his white cheeks a few times, and when she saw that there was no response, she couldn't help crying.

"Ahem, cough~! I can't...... Girl, ...... Go make up for the old guy...... A knife! Tang Ming closed his eyes tightly, coughed lightly, and said weakly. His gold-rimmed glasses were split in two, and his small golden scythe had broken into two large openings, and he was lying in the corner of the wall emitting black smoke.

"No, you can't die, I'm going to save you." The little beauty cried.

"Deal with the old guy first, ...... The old guy isn't dead, or ...... Only...... It's late. Ahem, cough~! Tang Ming said that at the end, he spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood.

The little beauty gently put down Tang Ming, wiped away her tears, got up and came to the old guy's side, her little hand flipped, and there was an extra dagger.

"Old ghost, my little Yu'er swore not to kill, but it didn't work for you, today, I will send you to hell~!" The little beauty said fiercely, raised the dagger, and wiped it off the old guy's neck.

Beep~!

A golden light shot out of the darkness, which accurately hit the little beauty's body, and the little beauty screamed, rolled three times around her abdomen, and sat on the ground and looked into the distance in horror.

A white figure emerges from the dark field, holding an ability sniper rifle in his hand. Flat head, thick eyebrows, Chinese face, handsome body, cold light in his eyes, and a sarcastic arc at the corners of his mouth.

Lan Yu'er looked at the visitor in a daze: "Wang Dafu?!" ”

"Yes, it's Lao Tzu! It was Professor Qiao who asked me to kneel there dressed as a little angel, otherwise, why do you think the professor left Lao Tzu alone? Wang Dafu said with a strange smile, snatched Lan Yu'er's dagger, threw it casually, and then took out the rope to tie Lan Yu'er's hands and feet, "Little girl, if you don't want to be shot in the head by Lao Tzu, just stay still and don't move, and when Lao Tzu solves the problem, I will naturally help you heal." ”

"Mr. Wang, isn't the golden vest your brother?" Lan Yu'er said unwillingly.

"Brother? Hahaha! Lao Tzu has no brothers, whoever stands in the way of Lao Tzu will die! Don't worry, little girl, you have good skin and meat, Lao Tzu has wanted to eat you for a long time, and he won't let you die easily. ”

"Mr. Wang, even if you don't recognize your brother, the old guy is the big devil, and if you save him, you are digging a pit for yourself." Lan Yu'er's mouth trembled, still hoping that Wang Dafu would change his mind.

"Shut up Lao Tzu~!" Wang Dafu drank coldly and smashed his gun on the neck of the little beauty.

Lan Yu'er's eyes narrowed, her head tilted, and she slowly lay on the ground.

"Ahem, ahem! Mr. Wang, you didn't disappoint the old man! At this moment, the old guy who had been lying on his stomach turned over and sat up, leaning against the wall, and there were two more medium-grade magic crystals in his hands.

Wang Dafu was full of excitement, and hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Hehe, professor, are you awake?" ”

"The old man didn't faint at all, the old man is a little devil, will he be defeated so easily? Hurry up, go over and make up for the little one. ”

"Professor, I want you to lift the spell." Wang Dafu gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes, this is the Heart Hunter Curse and the antidote pill, after eating the pill, the spell will be temporarily invalidated. If you look at the spell for yourself, you will soon be able to completely uproot the spell and there will be no future trouble. If you study it well, you can not only improve your cultivation, but also enslave the little angel. With a smile on his face, the old man casually threw out a white box and a black booklet, and the words "Heart Hunter Spell" flashed with magic on the cover of the booklet.

Wang Dafu picked up the box and booklet.

There is a white pill in the box, and there is also an explanatory note at the bottom, which reads: Lingcao Curse Pill, the lower intermediate level, can solve a hundred curses, and it is the symptomatic medicine of the Heart Eroding Pill.

Flipping through the booklet, it is really written with the secret words of how to hunt the heart and cloth the spell, and at the end there is a spell on how to unseal it.

Wang Dafu was overjoyed and accepted the things: "Professor, give me this little girl." ”

"Of course, she's your trophy, and with Heart Hunter, you can turn her into an excellent angel slave." The old guy nodded without hesitation, and while quickly absorbing the demonic energy, he watched Wang Dafu's performance with a smile.

"Thank you, Professor, happy cooperation!" Wang Dafu raised his eyebrows and turned to Tang Ming.