Chapter Twenty-Seven: Suddenly

"You're damned!" Twisting his neck, a frantic streak of blood spread in the night dove's eyes.

"It's not up to you to decide whether to die or not!" Jin Gang converged into torrents, frantically expelling the invading mad blood qi in his body, and his breathing gradually calmed down at dusk.

"Oh, do you think you've discovered Benjun's weakness and will be able to turn defeat into victory!" With a cold snort, the blood all over his body surged, and the night dove sneered: "It's a joke! ”

Eyebrows lowered, Dusk knew that what the night dove said was true, and he found that the weakness of the power of the blood dove was good, but this did not mean that he could simply counter and condense into blood wings, the speed of the night dove was faster than himself, condensed into a fist, and the power was stronger than himself, with these two points, the night dove was already invincible, although he knew that the blood wings and the fist could not be condensed at the same time, but to be honest, there was no good way to take the night dove.

What's more, it is obviously impossible for Dusk to fight a protracted battle with the night dove, the four King Kongs and the Thirteen Taibao, from beginning to end, there are only a few in total, which shows that outside of this street, the rest of the people are squatting in other places to guard the player.

In the same way, the night army in the city that can make the night dove condense the blood gang is definitely not more than the two thousand people who hung up just now, if the dusk himself fights with the night dove, unless the night dove can only condense the blood gang once in a short time, otherwise the new force in the city will come, and he will not be able to consume him at all. But if you only rely on your fists to fight, you will be suppressed again, and now it seems that if you want to take the initiative in your own hands, there is only one last way that is not a way!

sighed lightly in his heart, turned his head and glanced at the Tsing Yi Jiangshan who was stopped by the Tai River outside the battle circle, gave him an inexplicable smile, Dusk let out a sigh of relief, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Why, don't give up yet!" Since the boy had hurt himself, the night dove had already made up his mind to reward him with death, but the days on the island were too boring, and he finally had some fun, and he also wanted to see what the boy looked like when he struggled desperately in the face of the fear of death.

Looking at the night dove with a playful face, he chuckled, raised his right hand at dusk, put it in front of his face, and then, as if he had untied a seal, under the surprised gaze of several people, he slowly lifted the bronze mask on his face and lifted it off his cheeks.

"Ding..."

The bronze mask flew down into the distance, looking at the handsome cheeks of the young man in the dim yellow light, Ye Huang frowned, not knowing what the young man meant.

"Why, do you think that if you reveal the true face of Lushan, this gentleman will spare you from death!" Don't really think that the mask is a seal, the night dove thought that the young man is begging for mercy now, and with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, he said.

"Hey, Ben Jun, return this seat, Ben Shaoxia showed his face, don't you know you won't ask!" Lifting the mask, the invisible shackles in his heart seemed to be broken, and he untied the package wrapped in the "Empty Soldier" who had never seen the light of day in the "Sword Huashan" this time, and lowered his head in a relaxed dusk, his eyes were soft, and he stroked it gently, feeling the familiar coldness.

"Hmm!" With a suspicious face, he glanced at the Tsing Yi Jiangshan who was standing in the outer circle with a sluggish face, although the night dove couldn't figure out why, but he wouldn't ask like the young man said.

"That's stupid!" Ignoring the frowning night dove, Dusk twisted his hands hard, the gold was overflowing, the fragments flew over, and a silver-white long stick, like a mythical artifact, flowed with intoxicating light, appeared in Dusk's hand.

"It's you..." Seeing the blade in the young man's hand, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes were blank, and the country in Tsing Yi seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he muttered blankly: "Kong Ming!" ”

Hearing the murmur of Tsing Yi Jiangshan, Dusk smiled confidently, too lazy to explain to the night dove, the long stick flicked, the golden gang qi rose up in the sky, only to see his figure flash, the long stick was like a golden dragon angry sea, straight into the night dove...

Looking at the long stick that exuded a golden flow, with endless coldness, it fell rapidly, the night dove opened his hands, and the blood color flipped wildly, a blood-flowing Fang Tian painting halberd was already condensed in his hand, and with a flip of his arms, the night dove waved it vigorously and directly met the long stick.

"If you want to play, I will play with you!"

"Boom..."

The stick is like a golden dragon, stirring the clouds of the four seas, and the halberd is like a blood tiger, setting off the wind and rain of the eight wildernesses. When the two met, an explosion that shook the blue yellow spring was accompanied by endless smoke and dust that spread in all directions.

"What a strength!" Relieved from the horror, looking at the field after lifting the mask, it seems to have changed into a young man, Tsing Yi Jiangshan still can't believe it, dusk is Kong Ming, it is in the Condor Rivers and Lakes, the guy who was called the protagonist at the beginning, this is too fake, although the strength of Dusk is strong, but at least there is no hope of catching up, but the strength of Kong Ming in the game has far exceeded the limit that players can accept now, no wonder he doesn't dare to show his true face, if the news spreads, ghosts, that scene, I can't even think about it!

Discarding the mask, but also throwing away the shackles in the heart

Burden, the twilight without worries, give full play to the maximum combat power that he can play now, Jin Gang is a tide, unstoppable, the stick flies and the shadow dances, and the dragon roars and the tiger roars.

The long stick and the blood halberd fought against each other, the sound of thunder, shocking the Quartet, one gold and one blood, the two figures were staggered, wisps of smoke and dust, and they disturbed the long street.

Looking at the two people who were comparable in the flickering afterimage of the long street, the cold color flowed in the eyes of the night desolation, and he whispered a few words softly in Xuan Tong's ear, and then, Xuan Tong respectfully agreed, and directly bypassed the tall building and ran to another long street.

"Hehe..." Continuing to look at the inextricable situation in the field, the corners of Ye Huang's mouth raised slightly, and in his cloudy eyes, a ray of cold light flashed away.

Rushing at the night dove's heart, dusk smashed out a stick, and before the night dove blocked it with his backhand, the long stick changed castration, from pounding to flirting, bringing up wisps of golden light, and picking up the night dove's chin.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, the night dove's head was raised, and at the same time as the long stick flashed, the blood halberd in his hand smashed the yellow dragon along the long stick, stabbing to the armpit of Dusk, but was dodged sideways by Dusk, and after that, the night dove's long arm flipped over, and the blood halberd was sideways in front of him, just blocking the stick that Dusk fell.

The two of them fought, the battle was fierce, the competition was fierce, they couldn't hold each other, they fought against each other, Dusk and the night dove did not dare to have the slightest carelessness, and it was just a matter of accidentally losing the initiative, in case the key point was hit hard, it was to give away the victory!

Just when the two of them were fighting to a fever pitch, a burst of neat footsteps suddenly enveloped the entire long street, and a group of black-clothed people quickly surrounded everyone in the field, and the person at the head was the head of the Four King Kongs, "Green Shirt Poor Confucian", Qingyun.

The fight was fierce, and the night dove didn't want to pay attention to Qingyun who disobeyed his order to leave the East Street without authorization, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him respectfully saluting the old immortal, and suddenly thought of the scene of overthrowing the old immortal's rule in his mind, and a trace of ominous premonition suddenly rose in the night dove's heart, how could the two of them be, could it be that it couldn't...