"Humph!"

The cold voice of "Shangguan Danqing" suddenly condensed in the air, and the dagger blade, which was as cold as his voice, also slashed out at this time.

The blade carrying the drifting air current, like a sudden arc in the dark night, illuminated everything around in an instant, illuminating the already gloomy face of the female demigod of the "Blood Clothes Pavilion".

【Moon Slash】

Clang!!!

The sound of fierce metal collision was burst out in the air in an instant, as if there were electric sparks constantly mixing and colliding in it.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The female demigod-level player of the "Blood Cloak Pavilion" only felt a huge force coming from her hand at this moment, and the blood-colored dagger in the palm of her hand as a transmission seemed to be trembling under this force.

Bang bang

The female demigod of the "Blood Cloak Pavilion" couldn't help but take two steps back, and the tip of the knife slashed inward at this time to offset the threat of "Shangguan Danqing" moving forward.

However, at this time, the black shadow that suddenly flashed in the field of vision reappeared, and the "Shangguan Danqing" in front of him once again staggered the jade legs, and the arc shadow flashed in it.

【Nightshade: Cold Dream Attack】

"Shangguan Danqing" was directly activated, and the exclusive skill of the hidden profession of the "Cold Whisperer" was turned into a second turn, which seemed to carry the charm of a dream, and it was constantly circulating between the steps under her feet.

With just a slight step, it was the female demigod of the "Blood Cloak Pavilion", and her eyes were chaotic, as if she couldn't see the other party's location clearly.

"How is this possible...!?"

The former, who didn't know anything about the hidden profession of "Cold Whisperer", was faced with such a bizarre skill, and he lost his ability to deal with it in an instant.

The other party was clearly a female assassin, but the female demigod of the "Blood Cloak Pavilion" felt the chill from the surrounding air, as if she was fighting with an ice spell, but her skills were extremely strange.

It wasn't at all that the skills of an ice mage could be compared to the same day, she only felt the coldness under her feet gathering more and more, and even the sight in her field of vision was as if it was frozen.

The female assassin in black became more and more fluttering in front of her, as if there were several at once, and then there seemed to be only one.

However, when she wanted to jump away and avoid the other party's strange skill first, it was an abrupt coldness in her chest, as if it was a blade that had been staring at her for a long time.

“… uh..."

By the time the female demigod-level player of the "Blood Cloak Pavilion" reacted, all that was left was a muffled snort and a groan of pain in her throat, and the ink-colored dagger was already carrying an irresistible edge, piercing it throughout.

There was a strange ice intent on the dagger, and before the female demigod could react, the blood on her whole body was frozen.

Bang!

As an explosion damage figure appeared above her head, the female demigod player's body fell stiffly, without any chance of resisting.

The last look in his eyes was to see the woman in black, with a disdainful sneer and eyes, as if to say: I can't measure myself.

Hiss!

At the same time as the female demigod fell, there was also the sound of a group of members of the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" gasping, which kept sounding among each other.

Their eyes were a little dull, they couldn't believe that this demigod in front of them was actually in front of each other, and it was solved in two or three clicks, it was the demigod who made it difficult for them to resist before!

The eyes of everyone looking at the female assassin in black had completely changed from surprise to shock, such a terrifying strength, who was she.

Thinking of the black-clothed figure who casually summoned these five people out before, the cold back has changed from the previous plain and bland, to the depth and dare not stare in everyone's eyes now.

The two demigods of "All the Way to the End of the World" and "Purple Ice" are even more profound, and even the demigods of "Blood Clothes Pavilion" can't make five moves in front of each other, and the shock of this strength is undoubted.

"Zi Bing" looked at these black-clothed masked people in a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes became even more flickering, and there were thousands of thoughts in his heart that were difficult to express.

"All the way to the end of the world" has changed from shock to even more jealousy, why does that kind of goods have such powerful people around him, is it because he was born in a "super force"?

On the other hand, the group of "Blood Cloak Pavilion" who were originally a little sad because of the death of their teammates had no chance to sigh at the moment.

The other "quasi-gods" and "demigods" also met their opponents.

The "quasi-god" who always likes to chirp is constantly fighting with a man dressed in black and covered in coldness and evil.

The biggest purpose of "Bloodthorn" joining "Shadow Kill" is to hope that there will be a platform to fight with higher-end players. The "Blood Blade" before him obviously will not have such an opportunity.

There are no large guilds and forces that will look down on the "blood blade".

But after coming to "Shadow Killing", it made the whole feeling of "Bloodthorn" different, especially this battle with "Bloody Pavilion".

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Bloodthorn" is like a madman, the bigger it gets, the more excited he is, and the male player of "Bloody Pavilion" is suppressed by him, and the lips that kept chirping before have no heart to continue.

He has never seen this style of play, and he doesn't know what the other party is excited about, does he feel that he can win himself?

is also a "quasi-god-level", this demigod from the super organization "Blood Cloak Pavilion", how can it be a parallel import, even if the "Blood Thorn" fights crazy, it is difficult to tell the winner in a short time.

However, at this time, the original moving figure of the male player of the "Blood Clothes Pavilion" was filled with a fierce coldness.

"Damn it!"

However, when he wanted to do something, it was already a little too late, and an ink-colored dagger suddenly poked out from behind him, directly slashing his side ribs.

There was an inexplicable cold on top of the dagger, which made his whole body slow down.

In the confrontation of the "quasi-god-level", this kind of critical moment is fatal, and sure enough, when he wants to speed up himself.

The "Blood Thorn" was already a powerful sword light that slashed out in an instant, and it could not be delayed for even a second, and the male player of the "Blood Clothes Pavilion" felt that his neck was cold for an instant, and then the blood line burst out.

From beginning to end, there was no chance to chirp again, as Lin Heng said: Don't chirp.

"Hmph, nosy."

"Bloodthorn" was a little dissatisfied with the intervention of "Shangguan Danqing".

However, the latter didn't bother to pay attention to him, she just cared about what Lin Heng said about being in a hurry.