Hua Wuyang raised his head and looked at the back of the man standing in front of him, feeling unusually strange.

The man in front of him was dressed in black, and he could vaguely see the deep blood stains on his clothes, his body was thin and tall, and his shoulders were very broad, which could give people a sense of stability and security, which was completely different from the slightly thin figure before.

He held a dagger in his right hand, no, his appearance now felt more like a short knife, the blade was jet black, and it emitted a cold, thick cold light.

"Silly?" Hua Wuyang's tone was a little uncertain.

Mu Fei didn't look back, just turned his face slightly, glanced at Hua Wuyang behind him, and then turned his gaze back to Xiang Li's body.

Xiang Li withdrew his right hand with a broken fingernail and squinted his eyes at the man in front of him.

The next moment, Mu Fei suddenly disappeared from front of them, no one reacted to what was going on, when he reappeared, he had already come to the top of Xiang Li's head, his whole body jumped down from mid-air, and the tip of the dagger stabbed straight at the enemy's façade.

Xiang Li was taken aback, and his movements were slightly flustered. However, Mu Fei's left fist slammed into his face from the other side.

Xiang Li couldn't dodge the right cheek and took a punch, and suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his whole body flew out, and after falling to the ground, he even rolled a few times before stopping.

Mu Fei punched the opponent away without pausing, disappeared in place again, and appeared directly above Xiang Li in just an instant, holding the dagger with both hands and stabbing the enemy lying on the ground with the momentum of his body falling.

Seeing this, Xiang Li immediately lay on the ground and turned over, dodging in embarrassment.

Mu Fei stabbed the air with a knife, the blade of the dagger sank deep into the floor, he didn't get up immediately, he held the handle of the dagger with both hands and spun around in a volley, and with centrifugal force, he swept the enemy's body and kicked Xiang Li out again.

Seeing the enemy rolling in the direction of the hall, Mu Fei pulled out his dagger and walked over.

Seeing this, Hua Wuyang frowned slightly.

Mu Fei's performance at this time was too unexpected. How could just knowing the name of the weapon make him so powerful all of a sudden?

Hua Wuyang had experienced everything Mu Fei had experienced at this time, and knew that the name of his weapon could only be known when the hunter and the weapon had reached a certain level of fit, and only then could the true power of the weapon be brought into play.

But even so, it is impossible to make such a huge increase in the strength of the hunter in an instant.

Although Xiang Li's own strength is not strong among A-level demons, he is also an A-level demon, and it is by no means something that a rookie who has just learned the name of his weapon can easily deal with.

He had just fought with Xiang Li, and he knew the strength of the other party very well, and knew that the problem was not with this demon.

Mu Fei's state at the moment is really abnormal. And his left eye, that wound was also very strange, just now when he did it, Hua Wuyang was sure that he saw a faint red light from that wound.

What is that wound ......? A deep worry arose in Hua Wuyang's heart.

There was a ping-pong fight in the hall, accompanied by Xiang Li's roar, and it could be heard from the sound that Xiang Li must be at a disadvantage at this time.

Holding back the doubts in his heart, Hua Wuyang walked towards the hall.

As soon as he approached, a huge black shadow flew in front of him, and Hua Wuyang's eyes swept away, and he knew that the thing was not flying towards him, so he continued to walk forward without dodging.

Sure enough, the dark shadow passed by him and hit the wall next to him.

I heard a bang, and the wall was knocked out of a depression, and the broken stones fell to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound.

Hua Wuyang stopped and glanced at it coldly, and was surprised to find that the black shadow flying over was actually Qi Haojun.

Looking at the center of the hall again, Mu Fei and Xiang Li were entangled, and the fight was inseparable. I saw the shadow of the jet-black knife and the pitch-black claws slashing continuously, splattering a little blood on the ground like an embellishment.

It is impossible for Qi Haojun, who had just eaten his own move, to recover in a short period of time, and he must have been forcibly manipulated by Xiang Li before he was beaten away by Mu Fei.

This kid really doesn't know how to show mercy to his subordinates.

Hua Wuyang frowned again.

This really doesn't look like the usual style of this stupid melon.

At this time, a roar mixed with anger was heard, and Mu Fei's dagger pierced into Xiang Li's palm, but Xiang Li did not flinch, and roared in pain and raised his foot to kick Mu Fei's abdomen.

Mu Fei dodged the other party's kick on one side of his body, and then Xiang Li's intact claw slapped directly into his face.

Deep blood marks suddenly appeared on the bridge of his nose and chin, and thick blood gushed out.

But as if he didn't feel the pain, he didn't blink his eyelids, and twisted the dagger that pierced into the palm of the other man's hand hard, and he heard the other party let out a painful roar.

Hua Wuyang clearly saw that at this time, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Mu Fei's mouth.

This guy ......

Hua Wuyang understood, and the ominous premonition in his heart became true.

"Cut, this guy is so stupid and stupid to give me this kind of trouble." Hua Wuyang snorted coldly and rushed over, holding the knife and slashing directly between the two.

Hua Wuyang's grasp was very accurate, and he cut off Xiang Li's wrist that was pierced by the dagger with a knife, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked it away a few steps.

In the gushing blood, the distance between Mu Fei and Xiang Li widened.

Mu Fei pulled out the palm hanging from the dagger and threw it aside.

At this moment, Mu Fei was covered in bright red as if he was immersed in the rain of blood, he raised his hand, put the hand full of blood in front of his lips, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the demon's blood on the palm of his hand, and opened a thin slit in his left eye, which glowed bright red.

Xiang Li stopped yelling, holding the severed wrist tightly with his intact right hand, and ignoring the blood flowing out of the broken wound like a faucet opening the floodgate, he only stared at the two people in front of him with his eyes.

Hua Wuyang glanced at Mu Fei and moved his gaze to the demon's body.

Only by solving the enemy in front of him first can he have time to solve the problem on Mu Fei's body.

The corners of Mu Fei's mouth suddenly cracked in a big arc, and he held the dagger with a happy face and threw himself at Xiang Li.

Seeing this, Xiang Li reached out and grabbed his broken wrist, and raised his hand to sprinkle the blood in his hand towards Mu Fei's face.

The bright red blood suddenly blinded Mu Fei's eyes, causing his movements to stop for a moment.

Xiang Li took this opportunity to dodge and widen the distance between them, and at the same time raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Hua Wuyang secretly screamed when he saw this, but by the time he reacted, it was too late to stop it.

Qi Haojun, who had been falling on the edge of the wall, stood up again, staggered to Xiang Li's side, and stood between them.

On the other side, in the depths of the corridor, Bai Ye's figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

Xiang Li manipulated the two of them again, and in the hall on the first floor, the four hunters faced each other again.