The aura changed, the waves were no longer cleansing, and the fish swimming on the surface of the sea felt the danger and left one after another.

Fallen leaves blow and splash to the ground, wetting the dry earth and glowing with crystalline colors.

The sword was drawn again, no longer in the sheath, and his sword, as white as a snowflake, was sharp, and the light that was pressing continued to emanate, haunting the heart of the lewd man.

Fear?

Afraid?

Cowering at death?

He looked down slightly at his heart, and at that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, and in front of his eyes, there was a scene that made him unable to calm down.

Horrible image, it's a portal, a portal to the depths of hell.

The cold aura of pitch-black froze the space, and a pitch-black monster covered with spikes stretched out its terrifying claws, scratching through the space and tearing apart the darkness in front of it.

That door, full of death.

"What is this?"

Panic in his heart, he asked himself, a strange scene, he flinched.

"Nope."

"How could I be afraid, he's just the end of a crossbow, I can kill him, you have to believe in yourself, Carl."

Slightly firmer in his heart, he estimated that the three dragons in front of him were just trapped beasts, intimidating himself, he would not let him succeed, the dagger was clenched, and the killing machine was shrouded.

"Sanlong, let's die."

Entangled, attacked, the dagger was wrapped in a white brilliance, sharp eyes, flickering for a moment, the figure of the lewd man had already appeared on the right hand of the three dragons, and he attacked his right hand this time.

Without his right hand, Sanlong couldn't hold the sword, so he couldn't attack, and the danger he felt naturally didn't exist.

It's just that.......

"Bang."

Before the dagger could get closer, his body flew out, hitting the ground and dragging all the way to the edge of the trees, the leaves falling colorfully.

"Ahem."

Spurting blood, the lewd man looked at Sanlong in shock, what was that move?

At that moment, he felt something, he himself did not know, as if he was close to the past, was attacked by an invisible force, and collapsed in an instant.

The defense shattered, the attack dissipated, and he looked down at his chest, on which a bloody sword wound was clearly visible.

"When am I?"

The word "hit" didn't come out, he found that the three dragons in front of him were missing, he couldn't help but react, he rolled in an instant, and the tree he was leaning against instantly broke in half and fell to the ground heavily.

The three dragons appeared in the middle, their posture in unison, and they turned their heads to look at Carl.

The hair stood up, the pores of his body shrank instantly, he stared ahead, not daring to relax for a moment, if he hadn't had a premonition of danger just now, it would probably be the same as the tree, split in two.

"Three Dragons."

Sanlong Mu Ne nodded, turned to stare at Carl, his eyes were blank, only cold murderous intent was available.

"You're hiding your strength too?"

The sword slid down, aimed at Karl, and said, "Hidden strength? No, against you, I don't need to hide my strength yet. ”

In other words, you think too highly of yourself, I don't have to do anything, I can let you die.

"You ......." His face was swollen and red, and Carl seemed to have returned to that time, where he was still so humble, so inconspicuous, and mercilessly ridiculed.

"Ahhh

"Damn."

"You all deserve to die."

Impulsively, he ignored the danger and rushed forward, bound to kill the three dragons, the three dragons remained motionless, waiting for him to come up, and halfway through, Carl stopped.

Don't dare to be careless, staring at Sanlong, his plan has failed, and he is not fooled.

"When did you see through it?"

"Mentally retarded."

"You ......." The angry Carl pointed at the three dragons, unable to speak for a long time, put down his hand, and said, "You wait for me, three dragons, I, Carl will make you feel hopeless." ”

Turn around and try to leave.

How could the three dragons let the enemy leave, an enemy who knows how to endure is very terrifying, and he would rather let the wrong one kill than let it go.

"What do you mean, Sanlong."

The road in front of him was blocked and he couldn't move forward, Carl was in a hurry, his thoughts were seen through, and he thought he could leave with peace of mind, but it turned out to be .......

"If you don't die, I can't be at ease."

Carl's shoulders trembled, stimulated by Sanlong's attitude.

"Okay, very good, Sanlong, this is what you said, both sides will lose, right, I will fight with you."

Sanlong was indifferent, his eyes stared at him coldly, and his sword light was slightly cold, cold through Kyushu.

The sword moved, just a moment, Karl's dagger was raised, and the two of them attacked at the same time, just within the range of each other's attacks, killing with one move, to see who died first.

The sword light was cold, stained with red blood, which was particularly refreshing.

The dagger is short, but it has a power that cannot be ignored.

The dagger and the sword are against each other, who wins?

Xiong opened his eyes slightly, looked carefully, and found that his lips were curled, Erlang's legs were constantly shaking, and a lot of leaves were sprinkled on the branches, passing through his body.

"This swordsman is good."

It was rare for a word to come out of the bear's mouth, and it turned out to be a word of praise, and the scene of the three of them fighting fell in his eyes, first of all, the insidious of the lewd man, who wanted to kill the two and get everything from the two alone.

As a result, it was not as good as it could be.

The strength of the swordsman Sanlong exceeded his expectations, and now, he should regret that he didn't kill Sanlong first, and the difficulty he faced was that he might be killed.

"Ahem."

Carl covered his wound to keep the blood from coming out, and the more he did this, the faster the blood came out, and it was no longer something that could be stopped with his hands.

Blood is merciless, and swords are even more merciless.

The dagger broke, and the remaining half was held in the palm of his hand, Carl smiled bitterly, let go of his hand, and let the dagger fall to the ground, he did not look down, but looked up at the three dragons.

"I lost."

Sanlong looked at him quietly with an expressionless face.

Karl grinned, blood staining his teeth red, and a terrifying voice came out.

"You'll regret it, Sanlong."

He pointed at the three dragons and laughed maniacally: "Haha, haha, three dragons, have you seen it, the toxin has invaded your body, and you will follow me into hell." ”

"Hahaha."

"Bang."

His body fell, his face touched the sand, and he could no longer see the sun.

"Ahem."

The sword, inserted in the sand, the green gas around it, gradually dissipated, but the three dragons did not begin to be ruddy, his face was pale, and his lips were chapped.

The trembling body clearly told the bear that he was weak and that it was time to strike.

But the bear didn't make a move, sat quietly on the branch and watched, the smile on the corner of his mouth, and kept talking to himself: "You want to trick me into going up?" No way. ”

For the feeling of the body, the bear is more and more keen, and the flesh ball fruit has developed to a certain extent, which can make his facial features more acute, and whether the enemy is injured or not, you can see at a glance.

Sanlong's calculation is very simple, I'm done fighting, I'm injured, it's better to shoot at this moment, and when I'm ready, you'll miss the opportunity to kill me.