When the sickle in the old man's hand flew out for the third time, Zhou Haobin's eyes widened, trying to see the appearance of the three sickles and recognize the difference between them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the strange sickle, a memory suddenly poured into Zhou Haobin's mind. It was the last day of 2029, the day his life was gone, but he was kindly saved by Xiaofan.

The falling snowflakes, the ridicule on the corners of Jieyu's mouth, the fear on the faces of passers-by, and the pride of the fallen prisoner...... All the events of the day came to him.

Everything was so familiar, it was like going through despair all over again. The taste of betrayal is more unforgettable than the original frost fall thousand years of betrayal, one is betrayal for money, and the other is betrayal for life. On one side are brothers, and on the other side are lovers......

It's the same betrayal, it's just as resentful, but the latter is more disgusting than the former.

It only took half a second for the memory to flash, and Zhou Haobin suddenly woke up from it, just as the sickle cut between his neck.

I don't know why, at the moment when the sickle cut Zhou Haobin's neck, he fell back into another memory, feeling completely different from Huang Ying.

What Huang Ying felt was that in winter, the biting cold wind was blowing, and it was only cold; Zhou Haobin, on the other hand, felt a deeper emotion, in the snow, it was not the wind that blew in his face, but the ice, indifferent and ruthless......

"Why is there a misanthropic delusion?" After the sickle passed, Zhou Haobin still muttered in a low voice.

The Demon Wing Dragon sensed that something was wrong with Zhou Haobin's mood, and flapped his wings hard, instantly knocking him to the ground.

"Dragon City Flying Rider, don't think about it anymore!" The Demon Pterodactyl roared. It glanced at the old man fiercely, venom spurting out of its mouth, and there was a bit of glitter above the faint green light, which seemed to be more poisonous than ever.

"Hmph, carving insect skills." With a swing of the old man's scythe, he instantly split the venom in half. Immediately, he pointed the finger at Huang Ying again, and sneered: "Little baby, I'll see if you can avoid the second round." ”

Looking at Zhou Haobin again, when he was knocked to the ground by the Demon Wing Dragon, his head became clear again. Before the old man could fly the scythe out, he pondered the three scythes as if only the middle one would bring him this endless memory torment.

The other two scythes, although not excessively ferocious, carry other emotions in them, as if leading to the Elysium of the West. There was no sickness, no sorrow, only joy.

This joy was so strong that Zhou Haobin almost couldn't help but want to walk over. If it weren't for the Demon Pterodactyl's example just now, the proud aura made him decide to learn from the Demon Pterodactyl, and he would definitely be harvested by the real scythe.

"Forget it, let's see the second round." Zhou Haobin didn't dare to make a conclusion easily, so he had to wait and see.

When many thoughts quickly flashed through her mind, Huang Ying had already dodged the old man's second round of night sickle asking for her life, and there were big drops of sweat falling from her forehead, and she turned her head to Zhou Haobin and said, "Haobin, I seem to have found how to avoid the old man's night sickle." ”

Zhou Haobin nodded, and then told Huang Ying his thoughts, and at the same time did not forget to make up a few thunder skills for the old man.

Who knows, Huang Ying shook his head and said, "No, my judgment is different from yours." I felt a divine aura constantly surrounding me, and with its protection, I was able to evade the old man's skills. ”

"Oh?" Zhou Haobin was slightly surprised, what the Demon Wing Dragon said was really not wrong, everyone's way to avoid the night sickle was different.

"Haobin, have you noticed that the only way to escape the night scythe is to have a scythe in the middle." Huang Ying couldn't help but ask curiously when she saw that the Demon Wing Dragon was still not moving, but it was able to dodge the Night Scythe for its life without incident.

Of course, Zhou Haobin noticed this phenomenon, but he was afraid that it was a trap deliberately set by the old man, so he first asked them to lower their attention and then catch them all, so he said: "Well, it is of course best if you can successfully dodge the scythe without moving, but you can't take it lightly. Looking at the way the old man keeps smiling and hiding a knife in his face, you know that he is definitely not a good person. ”

Huang Ying smiled and nodded.

As Huang Ying said, the three scythes that Night Scythe hit seemed to be able to dodge only the middle one. Five rounds, five rounds of night sickles ordered Zhou Haobin to be ready to move, but found that he was doing useless work at all, and the old man had no idea of changing the position of the sickle.

Zhou Haobin couldn't help but think, could it be that designers have the same idea as him, thinking that not moving is the best position?

Sometimes, when you play against a master, you can achieve unexpected results without moving your position.

Suddenly, the old man sneered: "Yes, I can actually see through my night sickle, and I do have two brushes." ”

As he spoke, the scythe in his hand turned into a staff, and it stood in place and began to chant its skills.

When chanting skills, there is white light around the old man, constantly guarding against foreign attacks. Including Zhou Haobin's strongest infinite electric rays, they all continued to invade at all.

In the empty hall, a large dark cloud suddenly appeared, floating in mid-air. At the same time, the main hall began to darken, as if the clear sky was suddenly obscured by dark clouds, presenting a silent and oppressive atmosphere.

The crows that floated from nowhere gathered under the dark clouds and accumulated more and more. Even Huang Ying, who has always been bold, couldn't help but shiver when she saw it, and she got goosebumps. The number of crows was beyond his imagination, at least a thousand!

Zhou Haobin sensed that something was wrong and held the staff tightly. As long as the skill is activated, he will use the power of the white tiger to reduce the old man's attack power by 75%, so as not to be killed by this terrible skill.

At the same time as the old man finished chanting his skills, the dark clouds were suddenly covered with lightning, allowing the crows to fly over and over, flying around with thunder and lightning. Then, a huge storm of lightning enveloped the two of them and a dragon, and the thunder and lightning inside kept shuttling back and forth as if consciously, and the electricity was on the target they were about to hit.

“-3687”

“-922”

"Whew." Looking at the Crow Storm with only more than 900 damage per second, Zhou Haobin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he only prayed that the Crow Storm's skill would not be too long, after all, the effect of the White Tiger's might was only 3.5 seconds.

If Zhou Haobin was alone, he would not be afraid of the old man's crow storm, three shields were superimposed on him, and he would have nearly five lives in ten seconds, which was almost enough to catch up with the nine lives of the legendary cat.

In 3.5 seconds, the crow storm is not over.

In desperation, Zhou Haobin had to put a shield on Huang Ying and add two to himself. Because...... Two shields he could only put on himself.

As for the Demon Wing Dragon, it had already returned to the Void Space, and it was too lazy to spend it like this with the old man.

6 seconds, the Raven Storm ends...... Huang Ying looked at her remaining 72 blood, and said with palpitations: "Scared me to death, I thought I was going to be killed by the old man." ”

Similarly, Zhou Haobin couldn't help but feel happy when he looked at his remaining hundreds of blood.

This time, the old man couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't believe looking at the two people who were still alive. In an instant, the old man seemed to think of something, his face changed, and he said, "You...... Are you a disciple of the dragon god? ”