"Damn!"

Nafi let out a low cry, and the demon fangs wrapped around his hands shot out with a thud, trying to stop the Winged Night Monarch Tiger's march!

"Nafi, don't interfere in my fight!"

Arsaty's deep voice rang out, and he was half-kneeling, his weight resting on his remaining right leg.

The left leg bone is soft, obviously useless!

"When is it still strong!" Nafi was really angry, and this kid didn't pick the time to be a hero.

"Of course I know when!" Arsati gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky, a voice unrelenting from his throat, and his right arm, which represented darkness, completely sprayed out atomized grains of sand, enveloping his entire body.

The night is always dark!

Click!

The sound of crackling bone reshaping sounded, and Artaldi recovered in the endless darkness, and he was as good as ever in just three breaths! More importantly, he broke through the bottleneck of the seventh order!

The strong amplification has allowed him to step into a big realm!

"It's not enough. The grains of sand on Arti's body dispersed, darkness poured into the black knife without a word, and a touch of will descended on the earth!

"So fierce!" Nafi's eyes almost popped out.

Ever since Artardi wiped out a trace of the soul of the Dark Old God and inherited his right arm, these little friends have not touched their hands again.

Nafi naturally didn't know what Arsati had gained from this suffering right arm!

A strong self-healing ability is a point, and so is the inheritance from the bloodline!

I think that the night is forever dark, but it is the super ability that the ancient god of darkness relies on to save his life!

"Roar!"

The Winged Night Monarch Tiger shook his huge head, he felt the terrifying power of darkness, this human had such pure darkness!

"Go, help Aragorn and Dante stop the other legends, and I'll leave this to me. ”

Holding the black knife in his hand, Arsati's words were like a coming will, unable to refute.

Nafi took a deep breath, he chose to trust his partner, and turned away without hesitation.

"How many times can you recover!" the Winged Night Monarch Tiger was annoyed.

Moonblade: Chaos

In the face of the aggressive Winged Night Monarch Tiger, Artardi chose another power!

Scold!

Isn't the sultry moonlight paired with the deep darkness of the night the most common scenery in classical paintings?

Arsati's sword was without a trace, but the roar that pierced the space was transmitted in all directions.

Four-star magic!

The Winged Night Monarch Tiger urged a four-star magic, and a thin film formed on his skin, and Artale's chaotic splendor did not break his original rhythm.

Roar!

Tiger roaring mountain forest, the king of beasts who is provoked is by no means a domestic cat.

Dead!

Artaldi slashed out suddenly, and the life essence in his body was rapidly lost, and his strength rose again!

From life to death, the style of this knife is brewing the rules of death!

Even if it is as strong as the two-winged Night Monarch, it is still cautious, and death is the end and source of fear for any living being.

Shadow Dance Steps!

Shadow House Liuhe!

Reincarnation on the other side!

In the following time, Artate relied on clever steps and two sets of sharp formulas to suppress the Winged Night Monarch Tiger.

This is incredible in the eyes of ordinary people, the legend of the seventh-order press, what a strange scene!

"Enough!"

The Winged Night Monarch Tiger shattered the Night Star's protection, and a Tiger Head Medal hovered above his head, and a mysterious formula flowed on its surface.

The Winged Night Tiger has finally put himself in the right direction!

He no longer looks down on Arsati, but regards him as his true opponent!

"A chapter of legend?" Arsati stared at the Order of the Tiger Head, his heart full of longing.

The legend is the road he wants to take, but it will never be the end! With strength, he can protect the people around him!

Boom!

At the same time as the Chapter of Legends appeared, a force from the will of the rules made Arsati extremely uncomfortable. This is another use of the power of the Legend Chapter, similar to the dragon power of the dragon clan, which can reduce the opponent's strength.

Arti quietly closed his eyes, and at this moment, he firmly believed in the long knife in his hand!

Four-Star Body Technique!Tiger Hunting Hundred Claw Strings!

The Winged Night Tiger moved, as his momentum climbed to its peak.

With the whisper of the wind, the winged Night Monarch Tiger melted into the shadows, leaving only a pair of tiger claws behind afterimages.

The brutal claw strike tore through the space, flashing back and forth, and the target was none other than Arsati, who was fixed in place.

"Death is like walking on thin ice. ”

At the moment when countless claw strikes were about to fly down, time seemed to freeze into eternity, and Arzadi's death dance quietly played!

After experiencing the entanglement of the soul of the dark ancient gods, the power of Arsat's perception has reached an extremely deep level.

It can be said that the perception ability of a single round of combat, even if Ike turns on the arcane perception, he will be defeated by the hands of Artard!

Of course, limited to combat, Ike's arcane perception function is relatively comprehensive, and naturally it can't be compared to Arsati, who focuses on combat.

What happened next completely upended the Winged Night Tiger's outlook on life!

Because he saw a human dancing!

Yes, dance in the sky and wander between life and death! If you take one wrong step, that claw strike can tear it apart!

The Winged Night Tiger suppressed his anger and felt a sense of fear for the first time. He was not afraid of the present Arsati, but of his future.

This human must be killed! Swallow this human and with that pure dark power, you can go one step further!

The Winged Night Monarch Tiger made up his mind, and the Chapter of Legends erupted with even more dazzling light.

He no longer chooses to keep his hands, but to unleash his wildness!

Arsati felt a pang in his heart, and he knew that the real test had come.

Bang Bang Bang!

Dark Rules!

Chapter of Legends Amplified!

Bloodline Inheritance! King of the Night!

The winged Night Monarch Tiger stepped forward, its furry claws standing up one after another, like a forest of ten thousand needles, just for the moment of brilliant bloom.

The dark elements and dark rules have built the shrine of the night in the myth of Klozesco————!

Luo's indifferent gaze swept over Arzadi's figure, and he just poked a finger lightly, but half of the space collapsed!

This is the true power of legends!

"One knife is enough!"

At this moment, Arsati's heartbeat became slower and slower, and he was speechless with the black knife, and the perfect knife was constantly sketched in his mind.

Come on!

Shadow dwelling Liuhe! Mystery! A knife soul bone!