"Little thief!

At the critical moment, the leader of the assassins attacked Nightfeather, but who knew that Nightfire had been on guard and kept an eye on him, prepared for it, and kicked him away.

And on the other side, the victory and defeat are almost separated, the night blade is infinitely powerful, but the beast is a beast, the natural strength is not comparable to humans, the blades collided, and the dragon fought with the risk of the hair on his arm being burned out, and threw the night blade to the ground!

When the cold hit, Xunlong was unforgiving, and he completely looked like he was taking advantage of people's illness to kill people, and he opened his mouth and bit down with a howl!

Nightblade held the ground with one hand, but he was powerless to break free, and in the face of the bloody mouth on his head, he was in a hurry, and took out a smoke bomb from his pocket and stuffed it into its mouth like lightning!

"Click!" A foreign object appeared in his mouth, and the swift dragon subconsciously closed his mouth, and the palm of the night blade was too late to be withdrawn, and was bitten by a bite! Fortunately, he had a gauntlet in his hand, but even the protective gear made of fine iron could not give the night blade confidence, and the next second he took off the gauntlet without hesitation and pulled out the palm of his hand.

His choice proved to be extremely wise, and the swift dragon's bite was formidable, and with a fierce force, it flattened the gauntlet entirely, sending out a series of sparks.

With a "bang", the smoke bomb exploded, and a large stream of white smoke poured out of Xunlong's mouth, which suddenly surprised it and couldn't help but straighten up.

"Drink!" The Nightfire Tiger roared and pounced, hugging the dragon like a big bear, and strangling its neck with both arms, while Nightblade took the opportunity to escape.

"Boss hurry up and take Xiao Yu away, I'll drag it!"

The muscles on Nightfire's arms bulged, and he hugged the dragon's neck tightly and did not let go, allowing it to struggle in every way without the slightest relaxation.

"Don't say stupid things, I can't go at all now, only... Be careful!"

Nightblade didn't finish his sentence and shouted loudly, the Swift Dragon was a beast after all, and its body strength was not lost, and it suddenly jumped up and crashed into a big tree!

"Shatter!" A whirlwind struck, and Nightblade rushed over in three steps and two steps, and the flames on the Wyvern Knife in his hand flew up, stabbing at its vital point without hesitation!

Xunlong's pair of crimson evil eyes revealed a violent fierce light, a mouthful of sharp teeth clenched together, a hundred moves have been made but nothing has been achieved, anger rises from the heart, evil is born to the side of the guts, slightly move the body to avoid the vital point, but no longer dodge too much, risking injury to end the life of the night fire!

However, it was this crucial decision that turned the tide of the battle, and Nightblade immediately understood what it was thinking when he saw that Swift Dragon was not hiding, and with a light turn of his wrist under his feet, he changed his moves in an instant!

The Swift Dragon has experienced a hundred battles, and is extremely sensitive to the foreknowledge of danger, even in the state of rage, it is not reduced in the slightest, but now it is too late, it only feels a red light attacking, this red light is extremely hot, but there is a hint of chill in it!

"Slash!" shouted, and the night blade shot out, slashing out and returning the sheath in an instant, leaving only a string of blood beads in the air, and then seeing that the dragon's right eye had been filled with blood!

"Howl!" The pitch-black dragon was covered in black hair, and fell to the ground with its head in its arms, howling miserably worse than the evil spirits in hell!

Nightblade's knife is ferocious! It stabbed it in one eye!

"The master has made a move, every step is frightening, one wrong step, the whole game is lost, anger brings strength, but it needs to be at the expense of reason, and the opponent who gives up reason has no qualification to fight again, and can be slashed with one sword. ”

The battle had reached this point, and Nightblade had calmed down, looking at the dragon rolling wildly in front of him, he closed his eyes, stood in front of his chest with his right hand in his hand, and caressed the back of the knife with his left hand, and stood there silently, waiting for the rampaging beast on the opposite side to show its flaws when it attacked in a rage.

"Howl!" The dragon's last remaining eye left a trail shadow as it moved rapidly, and the blades on its arms shone with a cold light!

"When emotions are enough to affect action, flaws will follow. Nightblade opened his eyes slightly, then took a step forward, and the fire on the Wyvern Blade was blazing.

At this moment, no one noticed that the swift dragon roared angrily on the way to gallop, but in its scarlet eyes, there seemed to be a glimmer of clarity.

"Flawed!"

Nightblade roared! Rushed forward! Pierced with a stab!

However, at this critical moment, the speeding dragon suddenly opened its mouth and stretched out its tongue to bite down!

"You?!"

Nightblade was shocked by the scene in front of him, but as a hunter, he didn't panic, and his killing move was still a killing move, and there was no change in the slightest!

"Shhhh

Nightblade pounced, facing the stopped Swift Dragon, he could have taken advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead he chose to retreat, silently standing on the opposite side and staring at its eyes.

"Huh~Huh~" The shadow of the sea of trees gasped heavily, blood kept flowing from its mouth and right eye, and after it forced itself to calm down, it immediately raised its head and stared at the night blade, but the night blade could see that although there was still a strong killing intent in its eyes, it did not have a trace of desire to fight.

A gust of wind blew, driving the corners of Nightblade's coat and blowing up the hair of the dragon, and a man and a beast froze in the night.

The silence lasted until the breeze blew away the clouds that had obscured the moon from the sky, and the bright moonlight shone down to illuminate the small piece of ground that had been destroyed by the battle.

Swift Dragon looked at Nightblade carefully with his reddish one-eyed, as if to keep him in his mind, but Nightblade didn't move, still silently staring at him.

Finally, after a long silence, the dragon stretched out a claw and drew a horizontal line on the bare ground in front of it, and then drew a cross on the other side of the line, but the vertical one was a little curved, which looked like a knife, and then in front of the line, that is, on its own side, it pressed a paw print on the ground with its claw, and finally, it looked up at Nightblade.

"Let's do it. ”

Nightblade read it carefully, put the knife into the sheath, and slowly spit out these words.

"Roar..."

The dragon let out a low roar in its throat, and when it saw Nightblade put away its weapon, it also stood up, facing Nightblade, and slowly stepped back, while Nightblade was doing the same thing, both staring into each other's eyes, neither of them blinking.

The Rustle Tree Sea Assassin had already sensed the bushes behind him, and it took a closer look at Nightblade again, then turned around and burrowed into the bushes, and in a few breaths, Nightblade could no longer feel its presence.

"Phew!" At this moment, a puff of smoke appeared on the ground for no apparent reason, and it dispersed with the wind, but the leader of the assassins not far away had disappeared, and even the few remaining assassins around him quietly left.

"Boss. ”

Nightfire stepped forward, a pair of tiger eyes revealing a fierce light, his hands clenched tightly, and the muscles on his shoulders throbbed.

"I know what you're going to say, forget it, we have nothing to lose. Nightblade said indifferently.

"You can't let them go! no one can go, whether it's a dragon or an assassin!" Nightfire said noncommittally.

"Okay, the boss has already said it...... forget it," Night Feather persuaded from the side.

"You can't just leave it at that!Hurt my brother and sister secretly!See each other openly in arms!They have to pay the price!" Regardless of the night fire, the fierce light in his eyes is even better!

"You brute, why can't you listen to it?" Ye Yu was anxious, she was really afraid that she would do something angry and resentful under the anger of the night fire.

"Regardless of the thieves, you must carry the head of the swift dragon back, that is the honor you deserve. ”

"You know I don't need that, what the hell are you trying to say?" asked Nightblade, vaguely guessing what Nightfire was going to say.

"Have you forgotten the prophecy of the Great Priest?" Yehuo stepped forward and said, "Everything is fate, it is impossible for little Xia Lan to bind your life, when that moment comes, the shackles of fate will finally be opened." ”

"Enough of the night fire. Nightblade's brow furrowed.

"What the Great Priest said is true! It has been proven from me! I can't believe it!"

"It's impossible, it's all a coincidence. Nightblade dropped a sentence and turned to leave, but was stopped by Nightfire.

"The owner of that ghost is destined to be extraordinary, with an evil follower, and three other helpers, it will surely make it glorious in the world!"

"No way!"

Nightblade interrupted Nightfire's words with a loud shout, and for a long time, in Nightfire's unwilling gaze, he sighed and said, "I know what you want to say, but I haven't thought about it yet......"

Nightfire looked at Nightblade with burning eyes, and finally spoke: "I know, everything is important to you, but big brother, sometimes we have to face reality, this is what you told me. With that, he silently stepped aside.

"Ahh

"Brother Nightblade... Don't take it to heart, you know that this kid is talking nonsense......" Night Feather stepped forward and whispered.

"No... He's right, it's just that I've always been reluctant to face it. Nightblade shook his head.

"So what are you going to do?, are you really going?" a hint of anxiety flashed in Night Feather's eyes.

"Wait, I'm sure it won't come so soon, I still have time. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand lay a strip of cloth.

It was a piece of fabric ripped from the Assassin leader, half of it was marked, like a scepter, and the other half was not torn off, and I don't know what it was.

"There's still a lot to figure out...... Nightblade clenched the strip of cloth in his hand, his eyes clouded with fantasy.