The giant scythe slashed at Lo with a blazing fire.

Lowe crossed his hands and swiped across his chest, leaving a crossed paw print. Then he jumped behind Zhao Yan violently, and a claw fell from the sky.

"Innocent!"

Zhao Yan jumped back sharply, trying to dodge Luo's claw strike.

And just when Zhao Yan wanted to swing the sickle and slash towards the fall. Something wet and damp that flowed from behind his back.

Immediately, a sharp pain spread from Zhao Yan's back.

Is that.... Own blood? Are you hurt? Why?

Luo didn't give Zhao Yan any space to think, and leaned on his body to continue the onslaught.

Zhao Yan had to wield his scythe to prevent Luo from getting close to him.

Luo's attack was not completely directed at Zhao Yan, but was often swung towards an empty space.

Every time Lo swung his claws, he left a paw print in that space that would not dissipate.

Zhao Yan could naturally see these weird paw prints. He took the time to attack one of them tentatively with his scythe.

A wave of resistance passed down the sickle to Zhao Yan's hand.

Zhao Yan's heart sank - sure enough, these traces were all attacks that did exist. And his injuries are also because of strange traces.

The attack of the paw print is not strong, but even if it is not strong, it is not to the extent that it can be ignored by the second-order body alone.

Zhao Yan had to use a sickle to deal with these paw prints engraved in the air. Fortunately, the flaming scythe has a huge attack range. Each slash clears the space in front of you.

Every time he felt the touch from the scythe, Zhao Yan would think in his heart that if this hit the girl's hand, the battle would be over.

However, Elok's flexibility, coupled with Zhao Yan's ability to deal with the constant imprints in the space. So it's impossible to hit Lo at all.

The more you fight, the more angry you become, you can hit something every time, but it's not the opponent itself, and you have to deal with the hidden dangers around you all the time.

And Luo Ze became more and more proficient in fighting, and every time he left an imprint on Zhao Yan's side, he ran to another position to attack.

This way, the mark will not be cleaned up all at once, and it will be more difficult to dodge your attacks.

Luo kept moving around Zhao Yan's side, and Zhao Yan kept cleaning up the marks that Luo had flowed underneath. The two sides are again at a stalemate. And the stalemate didn't last long.

"Damn, let's die for Lao Tzu." Zhao Yan, who had always been powerful and had nowhere to go, completely fell into a rage.

Pulling away suddenly, although there were Luo's paw prints on the path of movement, Zhao Yan did not pause in the slightest.

Blood flowed out of Zhao Yan's shoulder, and Zhao Yan didn't hesitate, clenched his fists, and blasted towards Luo.

When Luo sensed Zhao Yan's attack, it was too late to dodge. Zhao Yan's attack in exchange for injuries was very effective.

Luo, who couldn't dodge, could only take measures to defend, and Luo crossed his arms to block Zhao Yan's fist.

The next moment. Luo's whole body was smashed by this punch and flew out.

After knocking over several sewing machines, Luo fell to the ground and rolled for a long distance before he could barely stop.

"Ahem."

Luo, who struggled to squat up, covered his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Lowe's agility and high attack mean that she has low defense. In the same situation, it may only be better than Weiyang.

If this punch was taken by Su Hai, Su Hai would only hurt for a few minutes. Luo Ze has already suffered a lot of injuries.

"Ahh

Seeing this, the dragon tattooers who saw this scene around couldn't help but cover their hands to their mouths and shouted worriedly.

Some people wanted to surround and help Luo, but the blood on Zhao Yan's body was extremely terrifying. Judging from the previous fights, they knew that they were just dying.

And the death order they received was to prevent Zhao Yan from escaping. If they had helped Lo at this time, they would have violated the order.

Everyone hesitated, unable to make a move at the first time.

Zhao Yan dragged the sickle and walked towards Luo with a fierce face, just when Zhao Yan was about to come to Luo's side.

Suddenly a couple of things fell from the second floor.

Zhao Yan fixed his eyes - bomb!

This was thrown down by Shen Manqing, who was quietly lurking on the second floor.

The moment he saw the bomb, Zhao Yan immediately raised his sickle in front of him, and under the protection of the giant scythe burning Chiyan, this bomb could not hurt himself.

The expected explosion did not occur, and after the 'bomb' fell to the ground, thick white smoke began to spread.

Zhao Yan reacted all of a sudden-smoke bomb!

Zhao Yan's body instantly disappeared into the thick smoke, and at this moment, Luo, who was squatting on the side, rushed into the smoke.

Luo, who has a wild sense, can also exert his strength 100% in the smoke.

The two were engulfed in smoke, and only the shadows of people could be seen outside.

Smoke was constantly gushing out because of the collision between Luo and Zhao Yan, and the gap in the smoke would soon be covered by new smoke.

No one could see what was going on inside the smoke, and everyone present waited anxiously.

Listening to the sound of collision in the smoke, everyone was apprehensive and worried.

Time passes slowly....

One minute.... Two minutes..... Three-minute .....

Suddenly, Zhao Yan's roar suddenly came from the smoke, and a figure shot out of the smoke.

It's Lo.

After that, the smoke turned red. Dyed with the color of fire.

"Burning Wind!"

After a firestorm, all the smoke was consumed.

Zhao Yan's body also appeared in everyone's sight.

Blood spilled from the corners of Luo's mouth. It was caused by Zhao Yan's punch before.

On the other hand, Zhao Yan has a lot of wounds all over his body, especially on his back, which has more than a dozen paw prints.

Fighting against Luo, who has a wild perception, in the smoke, Zhao Yan suffered a big loss.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

Zhao Yan was already crazy, although the injury he caused to Luo with his previous punch was far greater than these dozen claws, but being so embarrassed by a person who was one rank lower than himself, Zhao Yan couldn't accept it.

Wielding a scythe, he slashed at Luo.

This fire scythe slashed from above with great might.

Luo made a decision that was different from what everyone present thought, and faced it head-on!

With his hands crossed and his fingers slightly bowed, he jumped up lightly and met the slashing fire sickle.

Seeing Luo jump up to meet him, Zhao Yan seemed to have seen Luo's posture of dying under the sickle, and a cruel and happy smile cracked at the corner of his mouth.

That smile was covered in blood, and it was extremely terrifying.

Just when Luo just jumped up, a soft shout sounded from Zhao Yan's side: "The wind is blowing!" ”

The person who came was Wen Ren Moyi.

A sharp sword light came first, slashing at Zhao Yan with a head and face.

Seeing the sword light, Zhao Yan's heart sank. If this scythe goes down, although Luo will definitely die, he will also die under the sword.

Although he was extremely angry, Zhao Yan did not have the courage to exchange his life with Luo.

He hurriedly turned his scythe to block the sword light falling from the sky, and then threw a punch at Luo's claws.

"Boom!"

Two loud bangs.

The second order is the second order after all, even if he faces Luo's attack and Wenren Moyi's sneak attack at the same time, Zhao Yan still has the upper hand in strength.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan's fist turned into a palm and covered Luo's wrist. The scythe slashed slightly, and the blade caught in the stone thorns.

Zhao Yan saw that the two had been caught by himself, and laughed: "Haha... Go to hell! ”

At this time, nothing made Zhao Yan happier than killing Luo.

Grains of crimson elemental light appeared beside Zhao Yan, gathering more and more.

"Hah... Ha... Buried in the hot wind exerted by Lao Tzu with all his might! ”

Once the elemental light point rotates violently, Luo and Wenren Moyi will be hit head-on with a deadly 'hot wind'.

Some of the onlookers took out their revolvers, aiming at them but couldn't pull the trigger. The three of them were too close to shoot.

Moreover, at this distance, with the shooting ability of the revolver and a Huang bullet with a purity of only 45%, only by hitting the temples, eyes and the like can Zhao Yan cause life-threatening damage.

The Dragons can't do it.

Just as Zhao Yan was about to urge the 'Flame Wind', a dazzling golden light appeared within his line of sight.

The golden light was as dazzling as the rising sun, dragging a golden tail towards Zhao Yan.

In just a moment, the golden light had come to Zhao Yan, and when he looked at it, it was a bundle of golden feather arrows.

Looking at the feather arrow that had arrived in front of him, Zhao Yan suddenly felt some bitterness in his heart.

Is this your killer move? Perhaps, I should have given up this task when these people surrounded me. However, there is no chance of a restart.

"Poof"

The golden feather arrow pierced through Zhao Yan's head, and the powerful penetrating force caused the feather arrow to penetrate the entire head, leaving only one tail feather.

'Flame Wind' also canceled the release.

The surrounding points of fire elemental light returned to nothingness.

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Outside the textile mill.

Sidar stood on the branch of a tree and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the golden longbow in his hand turned into a little golden light and dissipated into the air.