In the face of the attack of this group of powerful losers, the torture blade slammed his right hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A large black scaly omentum appeared in front of the blade, covering it.

Rumble!

Countless swinging weapons slashed at the omentum, making a loud sound.

"Torture Blade!" Seeing that the Torture Blade was surrounded by a large number of losers, Night Raven hurriedly rushed forward.

Li Wei and the others also hurriedly followed.

Wu Yan's eyes flashed at this time, and then...

Whoosh...

The Daylight Sword rained down on the calamities.

The razor-sharp Daylight Sword easily pierced the bodies of all the calamities present, nailing them to the ground.

"Wu Yan! You're crazy! When the night crow saw this, he immediately cursed.

Several people have already seen that Wu Yan is attacking indiscriminately this time, and it is very likely to hit the torture blade while attacking the loser.

Wu Yan didn't speak, and the massive Black Day Sword was still pouring down. In less than five seconds, more than a hundred disasters were stabbed into hedgehogs by Wu Yan's Black Day Sword.

Quack Quack...

At this time, a large number of eagle swallows in the sky heard the sound, and then poured down from the sky like a black tide.

"Winther." Wu Yan said.

Winther nodded, then pulled out a secret treasure that looked like a trumpet.

With the infusion of spiritual energy, this horn suddenly spewed out a large amount of raging fire.

Huhuhu···

Flames rose and dyed the entire sky red. The descending eagle swallow collided with the flames, and suddenly turned into a ball of fireball, screaming and falling from the sky.

After about five seconds of collision between the black vulture swallow tide and the flames, the flames gradually dimmed.

At this time, there are at least two-thirds of the eagle swallows in the sky.

"Han Mo."

Han Mo nodded silently and stepped forward to take out a blood-red sphere.

Then, after holding the sphere in his hand and inputting a certain amount of spiritual energy, he threw it violently.

The orb flew into the flock of vultures with the sound of the whirring wind, and then suddenly flashed a faint red light.

Immediately after, countless thin red rays burst out, spinning at high speed like laser lights in a ballroom.

Then the thin red line had a strong cutting force, and in the blink of an eye, 70% of the number of eagle swallows in the sky was cut into pieces of meat by these rays.

Of the more than 30,000 vultures, there are only a few hundred left in the blink of an eye.

The next two sentinels took out their own secret treasures for a wide range of attacks one after another, and easily cleaned up the remaining Eagle Swallows.

In the sky, Wu Yan's Black Day Sword was still pouring.

At this time, the catastrophe of that group had been stabbed by thousands of Black Day Swords, and even more than twenty losers were cut into pieces by Black Day Swords.

"Torture Blade!" The Night Raven shouted as he stood beside the pile of corpses stabbed with the Daylight Sword.

Whew!

With a low roar, a loser who was not dead suddenly stood up and stabbed the night crow with the worn-out machete in his hand.

"Master, be careful!" Li Wei hurriedly stepped forward and raised his large shield to protect the night crow behind him.

With a pop, a strange long sword pierced the loser's head, and then a black eggshell slowly came out of the pile of corpses.

At this time, this eggshell was also pierced with Black Day Swords, but these Black Day Swords barely pierced into less than two centimeters before stopping.

Torture Blade smashed the eggshell casually, walked out of a large area of the Black Day Sword, looked at the empty valley and said, "Alright, clean up." ”

Seeing this, the Night Raven let out a deep sigh of relief, and then slapped the torture blade on the chest.

At this time, Wu Yan, who was pale, walked over, looked at the torture blade and said with a smile, "Very good, I didn't misunderstand you." ”

The people sat down by the valley, trimmed up, and did not rush in.

"There is a gas in the valley that will quickly increase the animality when inhaled." Torture Blade pointed at the valley and said.

After hearing this, the night crow asked, "Is it okay not to breathe?" ”

"I'm not sure about this, I'll go in and take a look." Tortureblade said, holding his breath and stepping inside. Although he doesn't breathe, the irritable mood is still there.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the valley and said, "It has nothing to do with breathing, it may directly erode the human body or the soul image." ”

Wu Yan looked at the steep walls on both sides and said, "Do you want to climb up from here?" ”

Night Raven shook his head and said, "This is the hunter's fortress, their home. The defenses of the entire city will not be so easily breachable by us. ”

Winther looked at the Night Raven and asked, "How do we get there?" ”

Tortureblade stood in front of the valley, scrutinizing the valley.

This valley is supposed to have been carved out by hand. The walls on both sides are very neat.

The upper edge of the valley is not a flat cliff, but the side of a mountain peak.

The further you go, the higher the cliffs on both sides.

Tortureblade was silent for a moment and said, "You guys wait here, I'll go and have a look first." ”

Night Raven nodded and said, "Be careful." ”

Tortureblade turned and walked quickly into the valley.

The brightness of the valley as a whole is not high, especially the further forward, the darker it becomes.

Fortunately, the length of the valley is not long, only about fifty meters away.

At this time, there were no more losers in the entire valley, but the torture blade still tensed the nerves of his body, clenched his weapon, and moved forward cautiously.

Advancing about thirty meters, Torture Blade felt more irritable inside.

"The poison gas here is about three times denser than before." Torture Blade estimated the situation here based on his inner irritability.

The whole valley was silent, and there was no sound except for the whining of the cold wind blowing through the valley.

The wooden gate was getting closer and closer, and after carefully looking at both sides with attentive eyes, and after making sure that there were no mechanisms, Torture Blade walked cautiously to the door.

This door is divided into two doors and is very large. It is six meters tall and five meters wide.

Standing in front of the door, he reached out and lightly touched the knocker on the door.

Ding··· Squeak.

With a crisp sound, two huge doors slowly opened.

Seeing this, Torture Blade's eyes shrank suddenly, and then his body was directly transparent and disappeared.

In Tortureblade's opinion, such a big movement would definitely lead to more disasters.

When the people at the gate of the valley saw the door open, they immediately stood up with extremely solemn eyes, clenched their weapons, and prepared to fight.

After more than ten seconds, the door was completely open. The first thing you see is a relatively large area of three small ground areas. About thirty meters from the gate, there is a river from right to left, left down from the hill.

On and above there is a stone arch bridge.

At this time, there was a thick layer of snow piling up in the corners of the gate. Tortureblade saw something else as he saw the snow.

"This is..." The torture blade slowly clenched his fists, and a wave of anger arose.

In some of the city's gatehouses there is a railing with a door lamp in front of it. At this time, instead of a door lamp, a frozen corpse was hanging on this railing.

The corpse was torn all over its body, and its clothes were torn apart.

But from the mutilated skin on the back of the corpse, the blade could still see the corners and corners of the King Hunter's mark.

In other words, hanging here is a hunter who has been abused to death!

Tortureblade's eyes were faintly red, and the crown of his teeth was clenched. It was the first time that Tortureblade had such a strong anger for a complete stranger.

The door was wide open, but Tortureblade didn't rush in.

After more than ten seconds of calming down, Torture Blade slowly retreated, ready to learn about the situation with the Night Raven.

"Before, the Night Raven said that the people here are crazy. I have the impression that this place should be roaming with crazy hunters. But why is it so deserted? Why would the corpse of a hunter be tortured to death!? ”

Torture thought to himself, moving forward in silence.

Just as Torture Blade was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a pinprick sting pain coming from the right side of his face.

"Enemy attack!" Years of combat experience instantly taught him what this meant.

The body instinctively retreated, and then found that beside him, I don't know when a humanoid monster with a height of two meters and scales all over his body appeared.

The monster was muscular, covered in black wedge-shaped scales, with two horns and triangular eyes looking indifferently at the stealthy torture blade.

The two huge claws were full of terrifying power, and a two-meter-long tail behind the waist was constantly sweeping.

Seeing this monster, Torture Blade's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he slowly clenched his weapon, revealing his body.

"Dragonman!" Torture Blade said two words with difficulty.

Naturally, everyone in the distance also saw this dragon man, and while their faces were shocked, their expressions were also full of anxiety and worry.

Because at this time, this dragonman was separated between Torture Blade and them, and he didn't intend to let Torture Blade come out of the valley.

The dragon man looked at the torture blade condescendingly, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that after six hundred years, there would still be hunters visiting Raven City. ”

Torture Blade carefully looked at the dragonman's appearance, his body slowly arched, the muscles and flesh of his body were as tense as if they had been strengthened, ready to fight at any time, and slowly said in his mouth, "It seems that the scales I found in the woods are yours." ”

The dragonman raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then said unexpectedly, "Oh? A hunter is a hunter, and you can find it in such a hidden place. ”

Tortureblade was silent for a moment and said, "Although this question is stupid, I still want to confirm, what do you want to do?" ”

The dragon man slowly stretched out his hand, and bursts of black whirlwinds condensed in his hands, "My master, I need your body to do research, so you are going to come with me." ”

After hearing this, Torture Blade whispered, "It seems that the Plague King is not dead yet." ”

"The human mouth is really annoying." After the dragon man finished speaking, his body rushed forward at a speed that was difficult for the torture blade to react to, and then instantly grabbed the neck of the torture blade.

"Torture Blade!" The Night Raven roared and was about to rush in.

But the anxious night crow was stopped by Li Wei and the others, because the problem of poison gas in this canyon had not been solved.

The dragonman turned his head to look at them, and then said, "Since you're here, don't go back." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand and snapped a finger casually.

The snow outside the valley slowly shook as the fingers rang out, and then a red-eyed loser burst out from under the thick snow.

Li Wei immediately raised the giant shield to block the loser's attack.

But right away, the second loser had to rush out.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth...

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred losers rushed out of the snow.

(To be continued.) )