The hurricane roars, the nightmare goes straight up against the wind, the killer goes downwind, and the speed is too windy!

Scold!

The knives intersected, and the killer disappeared with the wind again.

The room was quiet again, eleven seconds.

The phantom appeared, and ten killers surrounded the Ink Nightmare from all sides, killing him quickly. The ink nightmare knife technique is illusory, a thousand knives in an instant, and an ethereal knife! Fourteen seconds.

Puff puff puff......

The thorn phantom turned into black smoke and dissipated, the ink nightmare broke off relentlessly, the vitality was broken, and the remaining few phantoms were extinguished. Sixteen seconds.

The back is cold, the ink nightmare is murderous, and the back becomes a shield.

Poof!

Still stabbed in, Ink Ice grudged and barbed behind him, stabbing in the air. The dagger was still stuck in the back of the nightmare, but it was not deep, and it looked like it was crumbling. Eighteen seconds.

The killer reappeared, and the Nightmare leaped into the air, the fireball slamming downward.

Poof!

The knife pierced through the flames, and the Nightmare was nearly stabbed. Twenty-four seconds.

The killer is ghostly, appearing at the side of the Nightmare, and the final dagger passes through the Nightmare's ribs. The Nightmare casts a lightning chase, but the long knife is too close to be used. Although he avoided the vital point, he was still stabbed. The shadow of the void is gone, and the Ink Nightmare appears behind the killer, and the killer is about to disappear, and the Ink Nightmare's spiritual power has already seen through it! Twenty-nine seconds.

Swish!

The sonic shock of the knife through the air, the killer's eyes flashed, and his heart was very surprised. But the movement is not slow, and the dagger is blocked. Bang! The killer flew backwards and slammed into the wall. In the past, she was attacking the Ink Nightmare defense, but now she has turned around, and her strength is too small! A mouthful of blood spurted out, thirty-four seconds.

His eyes gradually became cold, and he actually vomited blood! The space around him was solemn, black flames appeared in the air, and the killer was like a moth, directly attacking the ink nightmare. Thirty-eight seconds.

The knife technique is sharp, and the speed is a thousand times the speed of sound, and the ink is only close to a thousand times. The shadow of the knife is dazzling. The ink nightmare was overwhelmed, and a hundred knives were hit in an instant. Thirty-eight seconds.

Ink Nightmare escaped, his own knife was too long for melee combat, so Ink Bad took out the A-rank dagger gang weapon that he hadn't used for a long time, and carried the ice grudge behind his back. The Ice Storm is suitable for long-range attacks, the Ice Grudge is suitable for frontal attacks, and the Dagger is best for assassination!

As soon as he got the two daggers, the momentum on the ink nightmare changed. What had been an unfathomable abyss was now a serpent dormant in the forest!

The two suddenly had zero distance, two daggers against one dagger, the killer attacked quickly, and the ink was two-handed attack and defense, making up for the speed gap. Rub Rub Rub Rub ...... Murmur suddenly knees against the killer, and the killer turns and disappears, and the nightmare catches up with the killer again. Forty-two seconds.

The Killer engaged the Nightmare again, this time at a noticeably reduced speed, and only with a weak force.

A knife stabbed into the killer's abdomen, Ink Nightmare's pupils shrank, and the back of the heart was suddenly stabbed, and another dagger that had already been inserted into it was pulled out. The assassin who was stabbed suddenly transforms into a wooden stake.

The knife had already pierced two inches, and the murderous aura behind the ink mare turned into a flying needle, and it quickly shot at the killer. Forty-four seconds.

The killer used his body to quickly dodge the range of the murderous flying needle rain, and the ink was not wearing armor, so the knife should have pierced the heart. But the Nightmare doesn't have a heart!

Murray came to the killer and blocked the way, and the murderous needle rain followed.

The killer's two daggers were like fangs of death, stabbing at the neck and eyebrows of the nightmare. The black flame behind him resisted the murderous flying needle rain. Forty-six seconds.

The red light on the neck of the ink nightmare flashed, and the petals did not fall before the manzhu appeared. The eyes turn red, and the power of confusion appears. The killer's eyes became confused, but he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly came to his senses. The Nightmare has already stabbed him!

Burst!

The killer quickly withdrew, stabbed in the shoulder! Forty-eight seconds.

The Ink Nightmare's spiritual power hits the killer's soul, and he is an A-level elemental master, an S-level elemental main combat power, and the killer is an A+3 elemental master, and the cross-level combat power is a level. The strength of the two is not much different, but the experience is different.

The killer suddenly stopped, covered his head, his hat was torn, and his long black hair was scattered. Ink Nightmare was stunned for a moment, fifty-one seconds. A shiny light appeared on the killer's chest, a necklace. The killer calmed down, looked at the long hair that appeared, and quickly attacked the ink nightmare, the blade cold. Fifty-two seconds.

In fact, most of the battles of the Nightmare were fought by killer means, and they did not use the Gang Technique and the Ancient Venerable Phantom. However, the use of the Ink Nightmare is not a killer method.

Murreak felt that the killer's speed and strength had increased again, and he was caught off guard and was stabbed a hundred times, and one was slashed in his face. The Nightmare flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Fifty-three seconds.

Stabbed in the knee, Murree couldn't stand up for a short time, and looking at the killer who was quickly approaching him, Murray coughed up a mouthful of blood again. Fifty-four seconds.

The killer suddenly bent down and clenched the dagger in his right hand, and poured all his strength into his right hand, and saw in front of the nightmare!

The red pupils of the Nightmare clearly reflected every movement of the killer. Manju returns to Murmur for some reason. Fifty-five seconds.

The killer is still ten meters away from the Nightmare!

Now is the time.

Sou.

The black weapon came out of his hand.

The killer's pupils shrank, but the arrow was on the bow! The dagger came out of his hand, flipped and shot at the nightmare!

Burst.

Burst.

In front of the killer's forehead, the hidden weapon was already less than a millimeter, but he stopped abruptly, and the ink nightmare looked depressed. Fifty-six seconds.

Looking closely, the hidden weapon is the Tangqian swallow that has never been used.

The killer breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground clutching his throbbing chest.

A masked man covered in a bloody robe appeared and grabbed Tang Qianyan. The masked man hurriedly withdrew his hand, "You, you've been selected." Murreh pulled out the dagger from his chest and stood up.

"I didn't kill her. Ink Nightmare's voice was calm, and the female killer looked up in surprise, still apprehensive.

The cold voice of the blood-robed masked man seemed to have a smile: "You, you just need to live for a minute under her sneak attack." Ink Nightmare was stunned. "But, you killed her. The blood-robed man continued.

Ink Nightmare looked at the living female killer and was puzzled.

"Just now, I saved her, and your secret weapon will kill her. "The voice is a little stiff and slow.

The female killer took a deep look at the Nightmare, and then walked outside without saying a word.

The blood-robed man also walked out, and Ink Nightmare followed. Although I spent a long time in the space inside the tree, it was only a few minutes outside.

Arrived at a relatively quiet clearing, but still smelled of blood. "Hello. A fat middle-aged man without a mask smiled at Murre, who nodded. "What level of warrior are you?" replied to Black Iron. The fat middle-aged man smiled, "Now you are a bronze warrior." Ink Nightmare furrowed. The fat middle-aged man explained: "Ice Fang members are at least bronze warriors. ”

Murree handed over the medal, and the fat man promoted himself to the rank of Bronze Warrior.

The blood-robed man spoke, "You are now directly under my 'Absolute Shadow', and you are the third and last member of my 'Absolute Shadow Legion'. ”