In fact, Quanzhong is just a piece of cake for Xing Jianfei, who is proficient in archery, and the profession of hunter itself is like tailor-made for Xing Jianfei, and he has brought the characteristics of the profession into full play.

Sure enough, eighteen silver arrows flashing with milky white divine aura were nailed into the skeleton knight's heavy armor in three rounds.

The first round of black mist that emerged from the cracks in the heavy armor has now disappeared, and it seems that the faint black mist that neutralizes the divine attribute is not endless.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of pale white appeared on the leather surface of the skeleton knight's body covered in pitch black, which was particularly eye-catching in the space with black and gray as the main colors.

With the crisp and loud sound of Jin Tieping colliding, the tall and mighty skeleton knight fell apart, and the echoes lingered imperceptibly, especially the trills after the metal impact sounded so pleasant at this time.

"We won?!" Zhan Mu endured the pain of his soul burn and stood up, although the last bottle of tissue dissolving potion in his belt extinguished the fire of death on his body, but the fear of the rest of his life lingered in his heart for a long time.

When he saw the black heavy armor on the skeleton knight's body fall irregularly to the ground, the joy of victory aroused his will to stand up.

"Yes, we won." The sea tiger, who had seen the power of the silver arrow, affirmed, and the tall figure that stood showed his tenacious physique. In fact, in terms of injuries, the sea tiger was the most severely burned by the fire of death among the three, and that also included blocking some of the black fire burns for his companions. It can be said that he took most of the damage.

And his extraordinary willpower is highlighted at this time.

If it weren't for their own experience, Ge Lan and Zhan Mu would not have believed that the berserkers with calm faces had suffered the same terrible baptism of death as they did.

The sea tiger strolled over to the stump of the skeleton knight that had fallen to the ground, eager to get a closer look at what it really looked like—hidden behind black heavy armor.

An opponent like the Skeleton Knight is not an exaggeration to call it the strongest Sea Tiger has ever encountered in his life.

In terms of strength and intelligence, it has surpassed the boundaries of being an NPC monster, and it is even more terrifying than two of the Big Three, and in terms of momentum and coercion, only the Overlord can compare with it.

The Berserker, who loves to fight, naturally wants to see for himself this formidable foe that he will never forget.

Barb-strewn heavy armor strewn to the ground, and the aftermath of the loss of their body to support them caused them to roll back and forth on the cold black stone floor, making a low grinding sound.

Although it was not very real, the sea tiger could still vaguely discern from the black floor that there were no broken limbs and bones in the armor rolling on the ground, and the empty armor was full of darkness, and even the remnants of death fire could be smelled on it.

But there is no skeleton knight.

The sea tiger's tense heart finally fell, and the tense muscles slowly relaxed. The blood red that covered the whole body receded like a tide, which was a characteristic of the release of blood rage.

And sure enough, we won. Haihu thought like this and was about to say this, but as soon as the words reached his throat, he looked back and saw that Ge Lan and Zhan Mu's expressions were extremely unnatural, and Renault's voice sounded in his ears: "Be careful, it's not dead yet!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a tall and slender black shadow silently covered from the dead corner of the side, and the cold bone spear pierced through the sea tiger's left ribs, and thick blood immediately spurted out from the hollow blood groove of the bone spearhead.

The sudden attack short-circuited most people's brains. But the fierce berserker was not in vain, his newly lowered arms were quickly raised, and with his instincts and instincts in battle, he slashed the Iron Butcher with his backhand at the enemy who attacked from the side.

The twin axes hit the enemy without any suspense, but the touch from the hand was very strange, it was by no means the feeling of slashing the enemy's body, let alone the sonorous sound of weapons intersecting.

It felt like being chopped into a huge piece of butter, and even if it was to fight back, it shouldn't be so ineffective.

When the sea tiger looked sideways, he realized that standing beside him was a cloud of burning and twisted black flames.

The most bizarre thing is that this slender black flame actually showed a humanoid body about two meters tall. Only the head was still with two ice-blue lights, which were the eyes characteristic of Skeleton Knight.

And the terrifying white bone spear was held in its hand-shaped flames.

Isn't Skeleton Knight dead?

This idea came to Haihu's mind in an instant, but the reality forced him to think about it.

The bone spear exerted another force, and the spearhead sank into the body, breaking two ribs.

When the Sea Tiger drew back the twin axes and prepared to hold off the bone spear that was still deep, he was shocked to find that the Steel Butcher had lost its durability, which meant that the sacrificial high-grade battle axe had been completely destroyed.

Weapon durability represents only one meaning, that is, to delineate whether the weapon is useful or not, when the durability reaches zero, all attributes on the weapon including attack power, attribute bonuses, and special effects are all nullified. At this point, holding a weapon with zero durability is no different from using your bare hands. If you simply rely on your own attributes to kill the enemy, you will undoubtedly move mountains to Yugong.

And the cost of each point of durability of the weapon is determined by the number of times the monster is attacked.

Moreover, the durability of all weapons is enough to support a long period of time, even if you slash through a day and a night, the durability will not go to zero.

Only unlucky players who keep killing enemies for days and forget to fix them will run into the embarrassment of having a weapon that cannot be used.

Haihu clearly remembers to check the durability of his handbags and equipment, especially the hand-held weapons, when he goes out, which is a good habit for him all along.

At that time, the Iron Butcher was definitely full of durability, but how could it be possible to zero durability in the time that the day had not yet arrived?

He couldn't think about it, a berserker without the support of his weapons was equivalent to a lamb who was helpless and at the mercy of others, and escape was the only way out.

However, how could that black flame let him go so easily?

As the sea tiger dodged sideways, the bone spear stopped its tendency to go deeper.

However, the situation was not promising, and the black flames spread like life to the hilt of the bone spear, and it only took a few seconds to climb the entire spearhead.

That's the fire of death!

In an instant, the pain that penetrated through the limits of his physical body continued to torture the Berserker's strong will, destroying his impregnable defenses one after another.

The sea tiger's entire face turned the color of a pig's liver, and a low, painful roar echoed through the pyramid.

It was a special ability unique to the Flame of Death, and no one could resist the damage that eroded the soul, even if the body was as strong as a sea tiger, it could not resist the conditioned reflex of the nerve origin. Knotted muscles wriggle and struggle beneath the shiny surface of the skin, a sign that willpower is reaching its limits.

The sea tiger is in danger!