Song Jian's killing intent became more and more intense, and the killer of the Scythe of Death, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, has always been ghostly.

Kun Jue had already sensed the threat coming, and after realizing that he did not kill Song Jian, but only killed one of the opponent's clones, Kun Jueyou was ready to retreat and leave.

At this time, he was more than two hundred and fifty meters away from the place where Song Jian lit the bonfire, and he felt that Song Jian could not determine his location so quickly, but what he didn't expect was that Song Jian had turned into a black mist and appeared in mid-air less than ten meters away from him;

The warning of death kept ringing in Kun Jue's heart, and the more assassinations he had, the more hole cards Song Jian exposed, and Kun Jue felt that his chances of winning were one more point.

But what he didn't know was that the more times he assassinated, the more Song Jian knew about him;

Call~

The breeze blew, Kun Jue suddenly felt that he was caught in a black mist, and he couldn't see his five fingers, this black mist was constantly hurting him, although it was not high, but it made Kun Jue also become a little flustered.

"I was able to determine my location so quickly, what kind of skill is this, why can't I even perceive the area a meter away in this black fog......" Kun Jue immediately cast his acceleration skill and rushed in one direction.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't escape from the area shrouded in black mist, this black mist was like his shadow, and wherever he ran there, the black fog would follow;

"Come out, you have the ability to come out and fight with me for three hundred rounds!" Kun Jue roared frantically, waving the dagger in his hand in a panic in the black mist, as if the enemy was right in front of him.

Kun Jue seemed to have given up on himself because he was in a desperate situation, and he had already collapsed, but in fact, as an assassin killer who had experienced a lot of battles, how could he become crazy directly because of such a little disadvantage?

All this Kun Jue did was just to lower Song Jian's vigilance and make the other party paralyze and show flaws.

Song Jian didn't move, he naturally understood that the damage caused by the incarnation of black mist to Kun Jue was actually not much at all, and it was impossible for the other party to become so vulnerable because he was suppressed and received some inexplicable attacks from time to time.

At this time, the two sides have actually begun another kind of psychological game.

Fifteen minutes passed, and Song Jian's incarnation black mist skill was about to end, at this time, Kun Jue had already sensed that his performance could not deceive the other party, and he also became calm, and poured a bottle of potion into his mouth that continued to restore qi and blood value, his face was full of coldness.

"Do you think you can kill me with this little bit of damage that can't even kill mosquitoes?" Kun Jue had a disdainful expression on his face, but in fact, he was already sweating slightly in the palm of his hand holding the double dagger.

This state of black fog that seems to never see the end and can't get rid of it makes Kun Jue nervous, even if the damage is small every time, Kun Jue's medicine is limited, if it really drags on for three or four hours, Kun Jue will definitely die;

Fifteen minutes, although it can't be said to be a form explosion, Kun Jue has already begun to get nervous.

At this moment, Kun Jue suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, the black mist disappeared, and his perception could expand outward, and he was suddenly happy in his heart.

Bright Slash!

A soft shout exploded from the top of his head, and the dazzling golden sword qi immediately expelled the surrounding darkness, Kun Jue was shocked, and hurriedly used his acceleration skill to hide to the side;

Call~

When the golden sword qi was halfway slashed, it turned into a sweep, and smashed into Kun Jue's waist, and suddenly a damage figure of six hundred + more than three hundred points floated up from the top of Kun Jue's head;

Song Jian fell from mid-air, kicked his feet, and his figure was like an arrow, rushing towards Kunjue;

The blood crows and blood wolves that were originally guarding around the bonfire also rushed in, forming an encirclement;

Kun Jue didn't notice that the blood crow and the blood wolf turned sideways, and cast a vital attack, cutting a bloody hole in Song Jian's waist, and then the dagger stabbed at Song Jian's chest like fangs;

Song Jian waved his sword to parry, and the two of them immediately stood together, after more than a dozen rounds of back and forth, Kun Jue suddenly found that Song Jian's equipment was even better than him, and Song Jian also found that the strange skills of the assassin in front of him were endless, and there were many means to save his life.

"It's not okay to go on like this, and he will escape when the time comes." Song Jian frowned slightly, his injuries almost crushed Kun Jue, but Kun Jue was like a slippery loach, and he couldn't catch him at all.

After another five minutes, Kun Jue suddenly retreated, and after a few battles, he found that he couldn't kill Song Jian from the front at all!

Feeling that Kun Jue seemed to be about to flee again, Song Jian took out a bottle of weakness elixir from the package bar and slammed it on the ground, and suddenly a puff of gray smoke enveloped Kun Jue;

Kun Jue's face changed greatly, and he found that the surface of his body seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, dusty, and his defense power had dropped almost directly;

"What kind of potion is this!" Kun Jue was shocked, and immediately cast the "disappear" skill, a puff of white mist appeared, and after quickly dissipating, Kun Jue's figure disappeared in front of Song Jian's eyes.

"I can't let you run away this time!" With a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, Song Jian controlled the blood wolves scattered around him and began to search and attack freely;

Soon, less than ten meters away from Song Jian, a blood wolf let out a roar and pounced towards a clearing, Kun Jue's figure suddenly appeared, his dagger held the blood wolf's fangs, and the other hand stabbed the blood wolf in the abdomen;

One, two, three......

The blood wolf let out a mournful roar, the qi and blood value cleared, turned into a pool of blood and melted into the ground, killing the blood wolf, Kun Jue's face became ugly, and when he looked back, sure enough, the ice under Song Jian's feet appeared, and his movement speed doubled, and during the sprint, an ice path appeared behind him;

Boom!

Song Jian swung his sword and slashed at Kun Jue, Kun Jue waved the dagger to parry, and the two fought together, thirty seconds later, Kun Jue's qi and blood value was only less than one-third, and he looked a little embarrassed, he took out a crystal bead from his arms and smashed it to the ground, and suddenly a wave of air rose from under his feet, Song Jian was caught off guard, and was directly swept back three or four meters away, and fell to the ground.

When Song Jian turned over, Kun Jue's figure disappeared again.

Song Jian sneered, and the remaining twenty-nine blood wolves began to run quickly, and after a while, another high wolf howl sounded, and in an instant, all the blood wolves rushed towards the howling blood wolf as if they had heard the order to charge high;

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