"Jingle ......"

With a crisp sound of metal intersecting, the dagger in the stalker's hand quickly blocked Leng Qiuyao's attack in front of him, and the halberd in Leng Qiuyao's hand directly broke through the stalker's blockade and stabbed towards his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Poof"

There was a muffled sound, and a trace of blood flowed from the mouth under the stalker's mask, and although he avoided Leng Qiuyao's fatal blow, his shoulder was also completely exposed to Leng Qiuyao's halberd. His own leather armor was torn open by the halberd, and the fiery red fighting qi left a huge wound on his shoulder.

Leng Qiu Yao's furious fighting aura continued to destroy in the body of this stalker, his face was blood-red and spurted out a large mouthful of blood again, and his body had been pulled away from Leng Qiu Yao's side by the powerhouse at the peak of the fighting spirit.

"With this little skill, you still want to leave me behind!"

After Leng Qiuyao finished speaking, he looked at the direction where the stalker fled, with a trace of anxiety in his eyes, and said to himself: "Why haven't those old antiques come out yet, and if they don't come out, the person will escape with the bronze coffin!"

"No, I'm pestering them, maybe it's too late!"

The halberd in Leng Qiuyao's hand shook a shot at the two behind him, and a pair of wings made of fiery red fighting qi spread out behind him, and a gust of wind blew Leng Qiuyao jumped up from the ground like a humanoid beast.

"Wow......"

Xiao Xuewei and Cheng Diewu in the invisibility cloak opened their small mouths into an "O" shape, looking at the figure rising in mid-air with a hint of envy in their eyes.

At the same time as Leng Qiu Yao flew up, a black shadow jumped up from the ground like a cheetah, and a pair of hands like eagle hooks had already grasped Leng Qiu Yao's combat boots.

"Don't even think about going anywhere today!"

Thinking about the outcome after defeat, this Fighting Spirit powerhouse seemed to be more happy than dying in battle tonight, he grabbed Leng Qiuyao's steel boots and brandished a dagger that had already been coated with deadly poison with one hand, and stabbed Leng Qiuyao's calf.

"Click!"

A burst of orange rune fragments erupted from Leng Qiu Yao's calf, and this Fighting Spirit powerhouse actually found a small flaw in the design of this armor and stabbed it into Leng Qiu Yao's body.

"This dagger is so poisonous that half of my body is starting to go numb!"

This dagger only stabbed the head of one of the heavy armor, but the toxin had already spread to all parts of his body with Leng Qiuyao's blood, and in less than a moment, Leng Qiuyao's lips were slightly blue, and the halberd in his hand burst out with a piercing light, stabbing at the stalker who was holding his feet.

"Hehe, stay here and wait for death!"

A pair of black fleshy wings with a hint of rotten aura appeared behind this Douling Spirit powerhouse, and a trace of solemnity flashed in Leng Qiuyao's eyes, and he exclaimed at the stalker, "You...... Are you one of theirs?"

"yes!

The wings behind this fighting spirit powerhouse flapped, and the whole person disappeared into the night sky like a bat, Leng Qiu Yao's anger accelerated the speed of the spread of his toxin, and a fire eagle stabbed out of the halberd and slashed in the direction of the stalker.

There was a sound of an eagle's chirp, and the fire eagle flapped its wings and flew high as if it had spirituality, and followed closely behind the strong man who fought the spirit, and after a while, the fire eagle and the stalker passed by, and a piece of flesh had been cut off by the fire eagle.

The Dou Ling powerhouse snorted, and the black Dou Qi on his body boiled, maintaining his body to fly into the distance.

"Hehe, the taste of poisoning is not pleasant, weren't you still very arrogant just now, let me take you today!"

The stalker who had been hit in Leng Qiuyao's shoulder before could have escaped with the Fighting Spirit powerhouse, but he hesitated and chose to end Leng Qiuyao's life.

There was a glint of hatred in the man's eyes, and the bleak moonlight was particularly eerie on his visor, which showed only two eyes.

Leng Qiu Yao supported his body with a halberd, squatting on the ground a little weakly, and the daggers of ordinary stalkers would also be smeared with poison, but most of them were paralyzing poisons.

Although the common poisons on the market have deadly effects, they all require large doses and have a slow effect, so Stealth usually has two or four daggers to face different battles.

However, this Fighting Spirit level powerhouse has used two daggers from beginning to end, and the poison on the dagger is so fierce that it can explode in a short time, as far as Leng Qiuyao knows, such poison has always been in the hands of the Brotherhood, but that person obviously does not belong to this force, why does he also have such a poison prescription?

The question is in Leng Qiuyao's heart, he has been an aristocratic class since he was a child, he naturally knows the inside story that many ordinary people don't know, judging from the wings behind that person, they definitely belong to that short-lived and very mysterious gang.

"Is there any last word that I need to convey for you?"

The stalker squatted in front of Leng Qiu Yao, and pressed his fingertips against the root of the dagger to make the dagger spin in circles on the ground, Leng Qiu Yao raised his eyes, although the stalker in front of him was within reach, but his figure was vaguely ghosted.

"Come, come here!"

Hot sweat flowed down Leng Qiuyao's cross-shaped helmet, and the ground was already wet with his sweat, and the stalker had a hint of a playful smile on his face, looking at Leng Qiuyao, who had lost his combat effectiveness, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Say, I'll leave you a happy death...... Oops!"

This person just handed over his ear, but he didn't expect Leng Qiu Yao to pounce, this stalker's ear directly stuck into the gap of the cross-shaped helmet, Leng Qiu Yao didn't want to use his mouth to slam the stalker's ear.

"Your uncle! How dare you lie to me!"

Blood splashed Leng Qiuyao's body, looking at the stalker who was still spewing blood, Leng Qiuyao's face had a smile of satisfaction: "I sent it myself, don't blame me!"

The man touched the empty ear hole that was already left, looked at his left hand covered with blood, lifted the sharp dagger in his hand, his feet turned into a dark shadow in the darkness, and jumped high from the ground with a "whoosh", and when he reappeared, he was already behind Leng Qiuyao.

The two daggers in the stalker's hand were obviously not as good as the stalker at the peak of the fighting spirit, and at this time, the two daggers actually reflected the white moonlight slightly in the moonlight.

Although this glimmer of moonlight seems to be faint, as they are proficient in assassination, the slightest flaw can determine the success or failure of their assassination.

Leng Qiu Yao's silver teeth clenched, a mysterious mark appeared on his forehead, thinking that it was some kind of secret method, his originally somewhat numb body regained a trace of vitality, and the halberd spear in his hand shone with a trace of fiery red light, stabbing at the stalker's heart.

"Die!"

The two said almost in unison, but the latter's face was a little panicked, as if he didn't expect how Leng Qiuyao, who had reached the point of dying, could regain a trace of vitality.

However, this question can only be asked by waiting for his reincarnation in the next life, and the halberd in Leng Qiuyao's hand has already pierced this stalker's heart.