The dark fog burned like flames.

The long-haired white girl beside the Night King let out an uncomfortable sigh, and her body went limp, almost falling to the ground.

But immediately the Night King grabbed his waist with one hand and held him firmly in his arms.

"It's okay. Lin Sheng in the Night King's body asked in a deep voice.

There were only two people in the cold and empty temple at this time.

Kadullah endured the residual feeling of severe pain all over her body, and struggled to support her body.

"It's okay...."

Lin Sheng nodded. Let go of her, turn and walk down the prayer stand.

Walking out of the temple, he looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

"It seems that it was just an appetizer before, but this trip has finally come with a strong opponent. ”

He could feel the blood boiling in his body.

"Oh no, it should be the blood in the Night King's body boiling right now..."

Lin Sheng licked his lips, his eyes slightly warm.

It's been too long since he's really fought, and the opponents he's faced in the past are either far beyond his imagination or indescribably weak.

But this time is different.

Manipulating the Night King's body, he could feel the indescribable terrifying power in his body, which was rushing and surging, like a volcano about to erupt.

Hiss....

He slowly drew the dark golden sword behind his back. The body suddenly turned into countless black smoke and dissipated, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.

Kadullah slowly chased after him from the temple behind him, gritted his teeth, and also turned into a wisp of black smoke and chased after him.

...............

...............

Shumington is near a dark street in the suburbs.

Countless flesh and blood were scattered on the ground, and the field was in shambles. It looks even bloodier than the most brutal murder scene.

Several masters of the Blood Grave quickly arrived at the scene, and saw the blue-haired and red-eyed teenager standing in the middle of the field.

Several people quickly shuddered and knelt on one knee.

"See Lord Yinan!"

The cries of a crowd so neat that some of them were in unison that for a time spread throughout the entire clearing.

The blue-haired and red-eyed boy ignored it either. The Blood Grave is only one of the three major organizations under his command.

He smiled and walked slowly to the flesh of Kadura's corpse, bending down to pick up a few lucky unchopped paper stars.

Some of the red and blue stars were squeezed and flattened, stained with blood, and looked a little dirty.

"It's been a long time since I've seen anything so sincere. It's really nostalgic. ”

The boy sighed rarely.

"Teacher...."Rainey stopped talking. But this time killed the important members of the other party, shouldn't the most important thing be to go straight to Huanglong and solve everything?

Isn't it a waste of time to be stupid here?

However, he never dared to say much about the teacher's intentions.

Although he was a five-winged person, he still couldn't see the height of his teacher.

Columns and so on.

It was unimaginable, a terrifying realm that turned evil energy into one's own use.

The teacher always said that he lacked something, but Rainey never found any corners.

Until the last time he was on that ship, he was hit by the black-eyed boy from the temple from afar, and half of his body was shattered and fractured, and he was seriously injured.

When he was almost dead and dying, he seemed to vaguely grasp something.

The teacher discovered this realization of him, and in order to seize the opportunity of this moment, he decided to take him to the west wheel and find the temple again.

"Don't worry. The blue-haired and red-eyed boy smiled and gently tossed the star in his hand.

"Isn't this coming?" he turned, looking at the dark night street behind him.

Whoosh...

Puffs of black smoke fell rapidly, turning into various figures with pale arms.

There were more and more figures, denser and denser, and gradually surrounded all the blood graves present.

The surrounding residential buildings, which were still lit up, seemed to feel some kind of tension, and turned off the lights one after another and were silent.

The street lamps flickered and flickered, as if suppressed by some powerful terrifying pressure.

The air around them flowed slowly and silently, turning into some kind of chilly wind. Passing over the multitude.

The wind swept across the skin, across the leaves, across the newspapers blowing on the ground, and across a dark golden sword that slowly condensed from black smoke.

Duh, duh, duh, duh.

The sound of rhythmic footsteps, the man with the long sword slowly approached from far to near.

“.... I can't imagine that in a quiet and nameless place in my temple, there can be a strong person like Your Excellency. ”

A slender masked man dressed in black and gold-rimmed armor slowly appeared under the street lamp.

The blonde hair on his head and the dark gold sword in his hand reflected an uncertain glow in the flickering light.

The blonde hair, in particular, was as pure as a solid-colored flame that burned quietly.

But the man only took a few steps forward and focused everyone's eyes on him.

Those eyes, like the finest crystal amethysts, were beautiful and pure, as if they were unreal.

Airplanes!

As the masked man approached, the excruciating pressure in the air grew.

Rainey was sweating on his forehead, and before he knew it, he was forced to retreat by some hidden mortal threat.

The surrounding blood graves and others couldn't bear it anymore one by one, and retreated more than ten meters away. One by one, their faces were defeated, as if they had lost too much blood.

This pressure, which was so strong that it was impossible to look at directly, was gradually strengthening as the masked man gradually approached.

The blue-haired and red-eyed boy's smiling expression was finally slowly put away.

"Oh...? It's amazing. ”

He paused, a hint of greed on his face.

"Your eyes are beautiful, though. I really want to dig it back and collect it...."

"My name is the Night King. Lin Sheng said calmly. Trembling slightly, he held the long sword in his hand, he hadn't used it for a long time.

But it doesn't matter. The countless swordsmanship of fighting flew through his mind, and finally turned into a simple and terrifying assassination.

"Don't worry, I'll make your death easier...."

"Oh??" the blue-haired boy grinned in a big laugh. But no laughter was heard.

"Looks like you're very confident. But do you really know what the envoys mean?"

As soon as the words fell.

The two of them disappeared in place.

In the middle of the field, a little silver light suddenly lit up.

Clang!!

The silver light exploded, turning into countless crimson sparks.

Both of them are already incredibly fast in shape, unable to be caught by the naked eye and hindered by the air.

The two blades, one long and one short, struck each other in mid-air like lightning. In an instant, dozens of attacks collided.

But if anyone can really see the two fighting, they will be surprised to see it.

Whether it is the king of the night or the blue-haired and red-eyed boy, the two of them actually didn't really fight each other.

The sparks generated by the impact were actually electric lights and sparks emitted by the high-speed friction of the air flow triggered by the two people wielding their weapons.

The two of them almost had just used a sword, and immediately changed their moves quickly because of each other's moves.

The rapid change of tactics is even to the limits of nerves and muscles.

If you slow down and look at it, the movements of the two will instead give people a feeling of cooperating with the acting. Very few blades actually collide.

But in reality, they are really fighting to the death.