Hu Xinyong's vigilance has always been very high, he doesn't dare to underestimate the other party, while Li Hu launched an attack with all his might, he was like a slippery loach hiding in Tibet, never fighting hard.

He only thinks about how to delay time now, but Li Hu's offensive has brought him a lot of pressure, the opponent who has completely given up the defense, the speed of the knife is faster than one time, and Hu Xinyong, who is physically exhausted, can no longer keep up with the opponent's swinging speed.

"Brother Li Hu, is it necessary to kill them all? You're the captain of the security guard here! I'm also a member here! Hu Xinyong didn't think that the other party would let him go because of two sentences, he just wanted to use words to interfere with Li Hu's offensive, but unfortunately the other party ignored it at all, but the attack speed was a little faster.

"No, if it goes on like this, it will take two minutes at most, my physical strength will be exhausted, and I won't even be able to use my hole cards at that time. Hu Xinyong was indeed forced to be in a hurry, he was not Li Hu's opponent in the first place, and now that the other party was attacking with all his might, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

I saw him take a few steps back, the scimitar in his hand was newly inserted into the scabbard, his body bent forward, and he made a knife draw, and the scimitar at his waist also appeared with a faint silver light.

As soon as Li Hu saw this, he immediately stopped attacking, made a defensive posture, waited for the other party to release his skills, and was ready to defend and counterattack.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the other party attacking, and the expected skill attack did not appear, which made him very puzzled, looking at the other party's appearance is indeed ready to release the skill, and he also feels that the opponent's magic scimitar has a stream of energy that is stored but not released, is it that the other party can't move when preparing the skill, he needs to take the initiative to attack before he can launch, or some kind of skill that the longer the charge lasts, the more powerful the attack, for a moment he thought of several possibilities in his mind, if it was before, he might hesitate and not act rashly, But now that he was dedicated to the Blood God Lord, he couldn't tolerate his first battle being like this, and with the sword in his hand held high, he rushed towards the opponent in front of him.

The warrior's skill [Homeopathic Slash] is ready to go, and he doesn't believe that he can't beat the opponent when the skill is right.

Looking at Li Hu rushing in front of him, Hu Xinyong sighed in his heart, it seems that he can only delay these times, his [Full Moon Scimitar] skill does not need to accumulate momentum at all, nor does he need to reinsert the scimitar into the scabbard, the skill that comes with this magic scimitar can be launched anytime and anywhere, the reason why he wants to do this is that he does not give up wanting to delay some time, hoping for a miracle, although it is a pity that it is not long, and the miracle has not appeared, and now is the moment when life and death need to be separated.

At this time, the man in the cloak who was standing on the side and watching silently should now be called the bishop, he suddenly closed his eyes, leaned forward, as if receiving information, and then suddenly opened his glasses, quickly recited a spell in his mouth, and raised the staff in his hand upward, and in an instant, the red gem in the middle of the staff was dazzling red light, and a blood-colored semicircular light mask appeared above everyone's heads.

At the same time, the violent explosion sound came from the surface of the light mask, the shock wave and flames caused by the explosion were isolated outside, the blood-colored light mask just shook a little, and the color of the place that suffered the explosion was more transparent, and it immediately returned to normal, but then dozens of explosions came from all directions, and then everyone present saw clearly what was attacking them, and dozens of special forces with rockets on their shoulders appeared around silently, and one rocket after another was blasted out by them.

The blood-colored light mask could not support such a dense rocket attack, and quickly turned from blood red to transparent, and then shattered to the ground like broken glass. Several rockets blasted through the shattered light shield into the cloaked crowd, and it was evident that the attack deliberately avoided the four people in the duel.

The dozens of cloaked people in the field were ready to fight when the sect leader defended the first wave of attacks in time, and after waiting for the smoke of the explosion to dissipate, only one cloaked man fell to the ground, and the rest appeared around the sect leader, including the two who had just duel.

And when the smoke of gunpowder was filled, Wang Zhifeng also took Hu Xinyong and fled to the side of the special forces.

Without too many words, both sides knew that this was an inevitable battle, and the dense rocket attacks on the attacking side had already said it all, and it was impossible for the Scarlet Cult side to surrender.

"Breakout! The third hidden point is assembled! With a low shout from the bishop, the battle officially began.

Dense machine-gun sounds came from all directions, firing wildly at the Bishop's side, and from time to time there were explosions of rockets and grenades.

At this time, the steel shields on two sides and a half people high were held high in front of the bishop by two cloaked men, blocking the dense attack, and the remaining cloaked people also showed their magical powers, some quickly dodged, and some released defensive skills, but there were still 3 cloaked people who were drowned by this dense rain of bullets, and their bodies fell to the ground like tattered rags.

The bishop's heart was dripping blood in the back protected by the shield, and he had already lost 4 believers in a short period of time, these people were all professional ranks, and they were the backbone of his future establishment of the Great God Cult, and the loss of one of them made him feel distressed, let alone four people!

He muttered an obscure incantation, then took out a bottle of blue potion from his bosom, drank it with some distress, and poked the tail of the staff in his hand to the ground, and a dark red circle appeared at his feet, and then quickly expanded, until it filled the entire discotheque.

Hundreds of bloody hands swarmed out of the circle, most of them were shot into blood by the dense bullets when they first appeared, but the remaining bloody hands harvested the lives of the special forces like the Grim Reaper, and were slashed by the sharp knives in the bloody hands, and those soldiers would immediately be separated, and the continuous dense firepower network also lost its suppressive effect.

"Get out!" The bishop roared, his hoarse voice was extremely harsh, the soldiers who lost their fire suppression were not the opponents of these professionals at all, and they were soon surrounded by them to the door, but these special forces who raided them were not just ordinary soldiers, there were seven professional masters who could already hide their own breath from the special forces, and they solved the two cloaked men in the first time under the sneak attack.

The bishop had no intention of fighting, brandished the staff in his hand, and summoned three terrifying blood corpses from the corpses and blood on the ground, all of which reached the level of low-level magical creatures, and then left two cloaked people behind the palace, and led the rest of the people to evacuate quickly, today he brought out 16 professional believers, and now they have lost 8, and they can no longer withstand the consumption.

The two cloaked people who were left behind already had the will to die in their hearts, and they burst out with powerful combat power, exchanging injuries for injuries, and cooperating with the three blood corpses to successfully drag the pursuit of these 7 professional masters.

"Hey! They're running away! Seeing that the sect leader had escaped from the discotheque, Hu Xinyong, who was hiding behind the wall, reminded Wang Zhifeng beside him.

"My task has been completed, and the rest is the above considerations, however, in order to complete this raid, they have paid a lot of price, it should not end like this, you must know that these special forces can break into here before they are discovered, a blockade scroll is indispensable, which is worth more than a dozen magic silver coins!" Wang Zhifeng, who was still covering the wound on his left arm, returned.