The temperature of the air has exceeded the limit of human tolerance, and breathing in such air is definitely a great harm to the lungs of humans. Scharnhorst's smock was already wet with sweat, and he lived in the desert all year round, but the heat, which was several times more than a sauna, was already a little unbearable. The heat wave and billowing mist surrounded Scharnhorst, and he looked around vigilantly, the scene just now was still vivid, and he had no idea what had happened to Brand.

Just a few minutes ago, Brand laughed, and then without hesitation, he took out a dagger and cut his radial artery, which was almost suicidal, "Scharnhorst! This is your last smiling face, and now I want to make you feel the fear of the devil." ”

Scharnhorst saw the blood on Brand's arm blazing, and each drop of blood that fell to the ground evaporated the water from the ground, emitting a sizzling white vapor. Brand stretched out his long lizard-like tongue and licked at the wound, he was licking his own blood. Then the blood dripping at his feet seemed to come alive, moving to the ground beneath his feet, drawing a strange circular pattern. With a pop, a continuous stream of water vapor appeared out of thin air, and Scharnhorst covered his nose and looked at the surroundings vigilantly, he could feel Brand's Lute multiplying geometrically.

Scharnhorst completely lost his vision, and he slowly moved his steps, "Brand, is there any point in playing hide and seek like this? ”

"Scharnhorst, I remember your name, and this is the end of your life! A gust of wind blew away the water vapor, the fog dispersed, and Lushan finally looked its true face.

Scharnhorst was dumbfounded, and even for the most knowledgeable, he could only stand there and sigh, and he even began to wonder if his opponent was human or not.

A demon surrounded by flames appeared, and Brand's face was covered in purple and black lines, something that Scharnhorst had never seen before. Brand had curved horns on his head, and red wings on his back, each feather burning with crimson flames. The exposed upper body, the fiery red muscles crisscross and the lines are clear.

"Are you still human?" a hint of cowardice flashed in Scharnhorst's gaze.

"Haha, why are you scared? Seeing the power beyond humans, you begin to show the weak side of human beings, you are weak creatures. ”

Scharnhorst is also the backbone of the mercenary group, and he has also defeated many opponents who are stronger than himself, and he knows that there is no chance of survival unless he fights to the death in this kind of situation.

"I don't know how much garbage you've beaten before, but it's not going to be easy when I want to win. Brand, I'm going to extinguish your arrogance today. Scharnhorst clasped his hands together, Luth's level increased rapidly, the wind and sand surged behind him, and groups of sand barriers piled up, "Brand, enjoy my masterpiece!

Scharnhorst just said the name of his move, the originally turbulent air suddenly stopped, all the hustle and bustle finally calmed down, a red fire flashed, between the lightning and flint, the demonic form of Brand was already standing behind Scharnhorst, at the same time, Scharnhorst looked at his chest slowly, only the body of the Buddha could be seen in the circular hollow, a bloody hole in his chest, he didn't have a chance to feel any pain, "This is so strong......"

"Unfortunately, Scharnhorst, I'm not an artist who knows how to appreciate. I'm not interested in your accomplishments, that's all I'm interested in. Brand looked at a beating heart in his hand. "I really want to swallow it. However, it is better to taste it slowly. ”

Brand looked at the fresh heart in his hand and naively thought that Scharnhorst was finished, but he turned his head, and the fallen body turned into a puddle of yellow sand, and then turned his head to look at the heart in his hand, which also turned into quicksand and slipped from his fingers, he was glad that he was not greedy, or it would not be as simple as diarrhea.

"Brand, why don't you dare to eat it, are you afraid of diarrhea?" Scharnhorst stood on the shoulders of the Big Buddha and laughed at Brand with a grin.

Brand threw away the sand in his hand, the stand-in technique is the most consuming skill of the user Lute, and it is also the most practical skill, but when did Scharnhorst put down the stand-in, Brand didn't notice it, but he didn't think about how the opponent did it, he turned into a flame again, and the rapid firelight drew a few beautiful lines in the air, and the body of the Buddha was directly divided into two parts, and it fell down with a bang.

"Cut, just as vulnerable. It's just scary. ”

The Buddha fell, and another Buddha rose from under the horizon, shining with golden light, and the Buddha's light shone on the earth, dazzling. The big Buddha, more than ten meters high, looked up from the feet, Brand was in awe. Although he lacked artistic energy, he was also infected by Scharnhorst's creativity at this time.

The huge palm of the Buddha was slapped down, and the palm weighing 10,000 catties had a great posture.

"Cut, is this the ultimate move? You look down on me in demonic form too much. Brand doesn't dodge, but even if he dodges at full speed with the size of his palm, it's hard to guarantee that he will be unharmed. He chose to take the blow head-on, his fists lit with red flames, and he raised his hands, small fists catching the big palms.

"Ahh

The wings on Brand's back suddenly burned more vigorously, and the flames burst out a few feet high, Brand held the palm of the Buddha with his left hand, and the flames all over his body were concentrated on his right fist like flowing water, and the flames of his teeth and claws condensed into a circle of light.

"Punch me, you sand player. Brand punched the palm of the Buddha's palm, and the palm of the Buddha's hand immediately shattered, and the disintegrating sand and gravel were blasted out dozens of meters, and the sound was like a mountain being blasted away. Brand's offensive wasn't over yet, and the red light from his fist was like a laser, piercing through the rubble and heading straight for Scharnhorst on the shoulders of the Buddha. Wherever the laser passed, all the rubble melted, and even the air was burning.

Scharnhorst looked at the mad dog-like Brand below, "Cut, it's really a mad dog, I'm not afraid that a mad dog is crazy, I'm afraid that a mad dog has wisdom." With a wave of his hand, like a magician, Scharnhorst lifted a handful of sand from his otherwise empty palm.

"Sand Rain!" The fine pieces of gravel, like balloons filled with water, suddenly swelled up and turned into fist-sized stones, and then crashed down like bullets. Scharnhorst then raised a few more handfuls of sand, and with the same trick, the gravel grew and fell. The continuous collision of stones and Brand's lasers, the dust of the shattered stones was overwhelming, and Scharnhorst's eardrums were finally pressed down after receiving a few minutes of noise attack.

"Hey, don't you have any other skills than looking different?"

"Phew!" Brand spat out, his mouth full of Scharnhorst's sand, "you sand player, I haven't found you able to do anything other than what you do." I just warmed up and hadn't been active in a long time. You're still on it. ”

"I'm on it, I think it's you, right! Grow two wings and pretend to be a demon, get rid of cosplay and make it a little more decent!" Scharnhorst was only calm on the surface, he hadn't figured out how to restrain Brand's ability, and purely from Lute's side, he might be crushed.

Brand was so angry that he dared to say that he was cosplaying, and the flames all over his body burned, "You really me off! As if he had a rocket jet installed under his feet, his body flew straight into the sky, approaching Scharnhorst at a very high speed.

Scharnhorst sensed the danger approaching, and thought badly in his heart, he waved his hand, and the smashed palm of the Buddha regenerated, and then both palms hit Brand at the same time, how could he get Brand too fast, and he dodged it in an instant.

Scharnhorst saw that the situation was not good, "I can only use the strongest defense of Black Iron Sand." It was sand harder than the walls of Ammir. He took a pocket from his waist and filled it with sand, and he grabbed a handful of sand and threw it into the air, and the black sand formed a wall of black iron. Ten layers of walls protect Scharnhorst.

"It's useless to defend in front of me. I'm the sharpest spear. "Brand is confident.

"Not necessarily, my shield is not an ornament!" Scharnhorst was equally confident in his Black Iron Sand.

The crimson brand collided with the black iron wall, the violent and hot friction, and the sparks on the wall burst out, as if a welder was hard at work.

Scharnhorst had never felt such a powerful impact, and he gritted his teeth and tried to keep the wall from collapsing. His right arm stretched out and opened his palm, controlling the steady flow of the black iron wall to the luth, so that the wall would not collapse instantly.

"This power, Brand is really a powerful person, but how can such a powerful person never hear of it. We don't know where our enemies are. As Scharnhorst pondered, his outermost three walls had been breached.

Scharnhorst's right arm controlling the wall began to shake, he was about to lose control, once out of control Brand would soon be able to break through the wall, he had no other defenses, how to deal with it?