The wind howled, wantonly invading the earth, the leaves swayed with the flow of the air, the clouds in the sky did not abate, and the somewhat oppressive breath was suspended in the air. The noise of the wind suddenly fell silent, and the silence sent chills down the spine, as if everything was condensed.

"Soul Spike !!"

The white light was so dazzling that the short knives formed by the two air currents in Kubi's hand slashed the body of the Ten Killers known as the Executioner into several pieces in an instant.

The executor's body began to crack from his chest, and Lin Yingbin stared at Kubi who killed Huo Sen with a surprised gaze.

The other two fellows, who were also the Ten Killers, had incomprehensible smiles on their faces, and that kind of expression looked hairy, like countless spiders crawling on their bodies.

Lin Yingbin's eyes focused on the two airflow knives that disappeared with the wind in Kubi's hands, and he finally asked after frowning briefly.

"How do you know this move? Could it be that you are the one who sleeps?"

He asked suspiciously, his eyes blazing at him, waiting for his reasonable reply.

"Is there anything wrong with me doing this?" Unexpectedly, what he waited for was Kubi's rhetorical question. This made Lin Yingbin speechless, and indeed, this is an extension of the airflow operation, and it is not a unique skill. While he was thinking about this, Kubi continued: "You still have time to ask this, that guy has recovered, you see......"

Saying that, Kubi also hurriedly kept a distance from Huo Sen. Lin Yingbin looked in the direction of Huo Sen, and at the scene he saw, Huo Sen's originally severed body was being gathered back by a special force, and the wound was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. What's the deal with that ability to heal itself so quickly and efficiently?

"Who is this guy?"

Lin Yingbin looked at him incredulously, but he didn't realize that he had been firmly targeted by another Ten Killers. That Ten Killers is none other than the seventh-ranked Prism Man: Sandra Ringo. The light in his eyes was clearly full of intrigue and cunning, and it seemed to give people a sense of inaccessibility.

At the same time, in terms of dragon traces, Mo Yu couldn't move for unknown reasons, and he watched the dragon trail's fierce offensive.

Mo Yu seemed to see some clues, but he didn't have any problems with the current situation.

The dragon trail walked towards Mo Hunger, and then reappeared behind Mo Hunger, smashing a fist on Mo Hunger's back. Then it disappeared again, far away from Mo Hunger for a long distance. Stay away from Mo Hunger, and then get close to attack Mo Hunger in an instant, and stay away again, get close to attack again. This attack method was stalemate for a while, and although he was beaten all the time, Mo Hunger didn't feel pain or anything.

When Long Qi was preparing for the next frontal attack, he suddenly stopped, and after an astonishing momentum erupted in his godless pupils, the whole person shook. The red color disappeared from the space, and Mo Hunger was able to move freely, but only then did he feel the pain coming from all over his body. The attacks just now seemed to be beating themselves at this time, and this series of attacks hit Mo Hunger without the power to resist.

"Could it be that I'm going to die here?" Mo Hunger thought about it and was beaten, and he vaguely saw that the dragon was looking at him with that haughty attitude. "I'm not going to die at the hands of this stinky boy, am I?"

With this in mind, the attack stopped. Mo was a little dizzy, and only after standing firm did he realize that his whole body was sore. Although the attack just now made it difficult for him to parry, none of them could bring fatal damage to himself. Mo Yu took a deep breath, and his fear was relaxed. He looked at the dragon trail and was a little unhappy, and walked towards the dragon trail step by step, and then the poison glands in his whole body arched, and countless poison sacs swelled up all over his body.

However, when he walked in front of the dragon trace, he found that the dragon trace seemed to be unconscious, and the whole person was stunned like a wooden pestle here. However, the dragon's air flow was still wrapped around his body.