The silver-armored man slid down the iron railing, barely standing up with his hands on the ground, he didn't seem to expect the night owl to actually say no hello, and directly knocked himself out. After being stunned for a long time, he came back to his senses, and then rushed towards the night owl.

"Cut! He didn't die. The night owl said reluctantly, and then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man with the scythe next to him.

The middle-aged man carrying the scythe obviously didn't react, and only realized what was going on when he was watched by the night owl, and quickly turned over the big scythe that was leaning on his shoulder, and then put his hands in front of him and slashed horizontally towards the night owl from left to right.

The middle-aged man's horizontal slash looked unremarkable, but the speed and angle were just right with the silver-armored man on the other side, completely blocking the night owl's possible retreat, forcing him to choose only a decisive battle with either of the two. As long as the Night Stalker chooses to face them head-on, the other one will be able to look for an opportunity to complete the combo on the sidelines.

However, such a perfect plan seemed to be completely impossible for the night stalker here, and at the moment when the blade of the scythe was about to cut him off, the night stalker flipped up with a sideflip volley that violated the laws of physics, dodged directly against the blade of the scythe, and kicked the back of the scythe at the moment before landing, causing the scythe to slash straight towards the silver-armored man.

This time the knife was used very skillfully, and the timing of the shot was also very accurate, the middle-aged man had no strength to spare, and the kick of the night owl made the sickle directly cut at the waist of the silver-armored man.

However, the silver-armored man did not dodge, and allowed the scythe to slash at his waist. The moment the cold blade of the sickle collided with the silver armor, a string of sparks was emitted on the spot, but the silver-armored man stood still and was not hurt at all.

Seeing this scene, the night stalker seems to understand the setting of these two, I am afraid that one is good at attacking and the other is good at defense, and they use each other's advantages to drag the opponent into a disadvantage.

However, who is the night owl, the Black Yao Iron Floating Tu, which is known as the pinnacle of defense, can't stop his blow, and at the moment, this silver armor that doesn't know what effect will naturally not make him waver in his determination to break everything.

So the moment the night owl landed, he rushed over again, and the dagger in his hand instantly popped out, piercing directly into the chest of the silver-armored man. The blow was surging and the sharp dagger shrank into a little cold, and instantly hit the chest of the silver-armored man.

In the next second, there was another sound of metal colliding, and the silver-armored man flew out upside down again, smashing the iron railing on the other side.

The middle-aged man carrying the sickle watched his teammates being knocked away again, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately raised his hand to wipe it on the edge of the sickle, and the blood-stained sickle was wrapped around a string of gorgeous patterns, and something like blood mist slowly emerged. This blood mist rolled extremely fast, and a few ups and downs enveloped the middle-aged man, making his body also glow with that dark red pattern.

The night owl's reaction was also extremely fast, as soon as the other party transformed, he turned around and counterattacked, raising the dagger and slamming it into the middle-aged man's shoulder. The other party didn't dodge, and let the dagger stab in, hitting a golden critical damage, which cut most of the middle-aged man's blood value on the spot.

The middle-aged man glanced at the wound on his shoulder, then showed a very evil smile, and then the sickle in his hand hooked the night owl with his backhand.

The night owl retreated, just grazing the side of the scythe to dodge, but at that moment, a red phantom suddenly separated from the scythe and slashed at his waist. Half of the night stalker's HP was instantly knocked off, which shows how strong the attack power of this blow is, but what is even more surprising is that after this blow hits the night stalker, the middle-aged man's HP is immediately full.

With the addition of vampire skills and super high attack power, this skill combination is impossible for NPCs in barbarian territory to have. While the night owl was still surprised by the other party's special ability, the silver-armored man on the other side who had been knocked away by him also stood up again and rushed towards this side with all his might.

As the footsteps of the silver-armored man gradually approached, some changes began to occur in his body, and countless golden runes appeared on his body, enveloping his whole person. As he rushed in front of the Night Stalker, the golden runes slammed into a pair of golden wings that gathered behind him.

"Accept the sanctions! Mortal! The silver-armored man soared into the air, and at the same time two spears condensed from golden light appeared in his hands, and then hurled them at the night owl.

The night owl didn't expect him to have this hand, so he immediately dodged the pursuit of the beam spear in front of him and the back two times, and then raised his hand and threw the dagger in his hand. However, the silver-armored man deftly tossed up, easily dodging the Night Stalker's attack, and then threw down two more beam spears.

Since the night stalker didn't have any anti-air ability at all, he could only choose to dodge unilaterally, but he also had a sickle reaper with a blood mist all over his body, so it was quite difficult to dodge, and he was forced into a corner by these two people in a few clicks.

"Surrender! You devil! The silver-armored man was condescending, condensed a beam long sword in his hand, and pointed at the night owl who was forced to the sidelines.

At the same time, the middle-aged man standing on the ground also walked slowly towards the night owl, the scythe in his hand was shining brightly, and it seemed that he could no longer suppress the violent power, and he could tear the night owl to pieces at any time.

In the face of these two opponents who had already forced him into a corner, the night owl still did not waver, he glanced at the silver-armored man in the sky, and then looked down at the middle-aged man walking towards him, and then suddenly let out a low chuckle.

The two of them heard his laughter, and immediately felt a little strange, but before they could react, the night owl looked up sharply, and the ghost-like black iron mask bounced up on the ground, revealing the iron teeth inside. And this time it was different from the one in Wandering Wasteland, not only did his visor change shape, but even the armor added to his body also stretched out the cold iron thorns, making the people around him feel the danger at a glance.

"I'm not going to surrender." The Night Stalker said grimly, "At the same time, I hope you can hold on and not surrender to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, the night owl disappeared from the place, and if a black whirlwind swept out, his whole person directly turned into a humanoid murder weapon, and the hideous iron thorns also launched a stormy attack on the middle-aged man holding the sickle like a sharp knife.

The middle-aged man slashed out with a scythe in his hand with a disdainful expression, and the huge blood-colored qi blade immediately rushed towards the night owl, looking as if it was going to split him in half on the spot.

However, this time his attack didn't work again, and the night owl suddenly folded down in mid-air, sliding past with a blood-colored air blade, and pounced on the middle-aged man who had no time to put away his knife again.

Seeing that the night owl was able to dodge his attack at high speed, the middle-aged man obviously showed a trace of panic, and he didn't even care about putting on a good posture, so he directly dragged the scythe and retreated. The silver-armored man in mid-air also saw this scene, and hurriedly swooped over to try to block in front of the night owl.

However, the night owl was faster than before this time, and the two of them had just begun to move, and he came to the middle-aged man's body, and the two rows of iron teeth on his visor opened openly, and then bit directly into each other's necks.

The middle-aged man's trachea was pierced by the iron thorns on his face armor on the spot, and the blood groove on the top of his head fell rapidly. The middle-aged man struggled to flip the scythe in his hand, but the night owl's armarmor suddenly popped out two steel claws, piercing his hands and stabbing him in both ribs.

"Let him go!" The silver-armored man let out an angry roar and rushed down from mid-air, the golden light in his hand condensing into a giant sword and stabbing it towards the back of the night owl's heart.

Seeing that the night owl was about to be pierced by the giant sword in an unguarded situation, the middle-aged man who was caught by him also flashed fierce eyes, and he didn't care about his arms being pierced, and struggled to hug him and pose as if he wanted to die with him.

However, the night stalker didn't give him this chance, and the steel claws of his arms popped out, and the regained night stalker stepped on the middle-aged man's chest, and then volleyed upside down and did a backflip.

The golden sword swept under him and stabbed the middle-aged man in the chest, and the night owl in mid-air pulled out two other daggers from his back waist and put them on the back of the silver-armored man's neck, cutting off his head on the spot.

The Night Stalker landed lightly, then put away his dagger and left without looking back, leaving behind a headless corpse and an unlucky babe who had been killed by his teammates.

There was a dead silence in the audience, except for a sudden voice.

"Well done! I'll go back tonight and add a chicken leg to each of you! ”

Ayi's voice was clear and beautiful, and the night owl waved at her when she heard it, and even her gaze softened a little.

Mo Qianying, who was staying on the side to brush the forum, heard Ayi's shout, looked up at the two corpses in the distance, and then patted his ass and stood up, and said with a regretful face: "Huh? Is this the end of the fight? They fell before I could exert my strength? ”

The night owl glanced at him, and then let out a sneer, I don't know if he was dissatisfied with Mo Qianying's paddling the whole time, or if he felt that the opponent this time was too weak to be worth mentioning.