Following the anomalous aura, the Nightblade Leopard slowly moved its limbs forward, its hair inevitably rubbing against the dense foliage, but there was no obvious movement, as if it merged with the sound of the wind.

Similarly, despite the fact that the two Night Elves following it were wearing obviously heavy armor, the slight strange noise caused by the distance from the Nightblade Panther drew attention to itself and ignored the fierce silent predator.

I have to say that the Crow Fortress still has a certain level of assessment items and standards for its own guards on weekdays. At least in Lanloth's opinion, these two people have no communication, and they can subconsciously make such a tacit understanding based on experience, and it is not difficult to form a suppression if they deal with threats such as ordinary small groups of criminals or beasts.

The arrogance of the upper elves is not without purpose.

Lanloth put away his disdain, held his breath, and waited quietly in the shadows for the time to come.

At that moment, the Nightblade Leopard stopped, looking left and right with a puzzled expression, and let out an incomprehensible low roar. Entering the area of effect of the local illusion, the abnormal smell disappeared, and suddenly lost the target trace, Rao has been trained for many years, but the beast's mind still can't understand such a change.

Seeing this, the two Night Elves also stopped together, and after glancing at each other, the vigilance on their faces was retracted.

Just when they thought it was just Nightblade Leopard's nervousness, an extremely subtle sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the air.

Lanloth turned into an invisible shadow, like a ghost, floating silently from its original position to another shadow. The Shadow Leap ability granted by the Crow King's Evidence is capable of moving quickly in the shadows for up to 30 meters without removing invisibility.

In the blink of an eye, Lanlos had quickly approached the two Night Elves behind him.

Before he could stand firmly, the gray-haired elf's expression froze, and the whole person disappeared in an instant in a burst of distortion. When he reappeared, he was already behind the man behind him.

Shadow Walk, the effect is similar to Shadow Leap, although the maximum range is only 12 meters, but the effect speed is faster. At the same time, because traveling in the Shadow Realm, the body will have a certain amount of Shadow Energy, which can add a certain Shadow attribute to the next damage, and can also greatly increase your movement speed in a short period of time.

And that's exactly what Lanlos needs.

Feeling the unnatural breeze coming from behind him, the Night Elf subconsciously turned his head, but with the moment of breaking into a gray-white color in front of him, his eyes suddenly swirled.

Seeing him turn around, Lanros smiled fiercely, raised his foot and kicked at the crook of his weakly defended leg. The added force of the Shadow Step and the Chaos Strike made this seemingly unremarkable kick like a mountain roaring out like a tsunami.

Hearing a cry of pain, the night elf who couldn't react was kicked down directly, but before he could hit the ground, Lanlos suddenly threw up his right arm, as fast as lightning, and touched his throat with a touch.

The Adam's apple is an organ used by humanoids to protect the throat, but in the final analysis, it is only cartilage tissue, and naturally it cannot withstand such a heavy blow. The cry of pain stopped abruptly, and the Night Elf clutched his throat tightly with his hands, his mouth wide open but unable to breathe, and he could only curl up on the ground with a pale expression.

At the same time, the other and the Nightblade Panther also turned their heads.

Kranros was faster than any enemy they had ever encountered.

The ominous green flame burst into flames, and the gray-haired elf spewed forward, instantly approaching another Night Elf. The latter was also decisive, almost subconsciously raising his big sword and smashing forward.

Unfortunately, Lanros, who was in the charge of evil energy, stepped on the ground, and the huge force set off a roar, and mud and dead branches and leaves flew everywhere. With coordination and agility beyond mortal comprehension, the gray-haired elf suddenly retracted castration and moved horizontally, instantly avoiding the tiger's swift split.

What's even more palpitating is that in less than a breath, the wind howl that galloped away actually turned back to the ear.

The Night Elf looked horrified and was about to raise his head when an irresistible force slammed into his left temple.

Even if he didn't pick up the long sword, the terrifying blade dance was still not to be underestimated.

The instantaneous speed of the increase made Lanlos almost shake off the gravitational pull, stand in the air, raise his knees, and with the force of the boost, like a speeding train, hit the Night Elf's head from the side.

The metal helmet of the demon infusion that was obviously deflated on one side clanged to the ground, and its owner had already fallen into the grass, not moving, and his life and death were uncertain.

yes, it's simple.

Seeing that things were going more smoothly than expected, Lanlos patted his knees, which were only slightly numb under the cover of evil energy, and shook his head silently.

But there's nothing wrong with that. The Night Elves, especially the Crow Fortress, where the elves of the upper echelons are the only ones, have always been smooth sailing and have never encountered any effective resistance, relying on excellent equipment and good physical fitness.

It is not surprising that he would be so despised in this way.

But am I going to make that mistake too? What do you think?

Turning his head suddenly, Lanloth's eyes were like swords, piercing through the leaves, staring directly at the nightblade leopard who had climbed to the canopy above at some point.

The latter was crawling slightly, the muscles of the forelimbs contracted violently, and the strong muscle lines under the fur were like continuous mountains, with a terrifying sense of strength and explosiveness.

Despite the abrupt twist of the gray-haired elf's head that caused him an inexplicable sense of nervousness, the Nightblade Leopard didn't stop. On the contrary, when he realized his exposure, he immediately exerted his whole body. With a loud roar, the claws and fangs were revealed, and they struck down the gray-haired elf.

Bang!

The vision darkened suddenly, and what followed was not the pleasure of sharp teeth biting flesh and blood, but like hitting a steel plate, the stinging pain of the door made the Nightblade Leopard stiffen and his face was full of horror.

This thin and short elf actually stopped himself in the air with one hand?!

It was not to dodge, or to push himself away, but to be forced, with one hand, grabbing his own face, completely blocking his own kill, not moving at all, and not even the slightest change in his expression.

Is this still human?

After a brief pause, the Nightblade Leopard's frozen body in the air completely lost its inertia, and it was about to fall downward.

Lanlos moved.

Solarion's hand gripped its face door and stepped forward, slamming it to the ground in one fell swoop.

Bang!

The amazing strength of the Straight Sect Nightblade Leopard was dizzy and couldn't hold himself, let alone resist, he couldn't even climb up at this time.

Before he could stop, he saw the gray-haired elf's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand, which was on the back of his waist, suddenly reached out, like holding a flash of black lightning, quietly slashing across the neck of the Nightblade Leopard. As the blood splashed down, the gray-haired elf finally let go of his strength, and took a few backward steps to widen the distance, and disappeared completely again like an illusion.

Roaring in pain, the Nightblade Leopard stood up rolling and crawling to its feet, but by the time the sight before him was clear, the enemy's whereabouts were long gone. And, somehow, the Nightblade Leopard's breathing became more and more rapid, and his mood became more and more restless.

Roar!

His eyes were suddenly severely congested, and the blood of the Nightblade Leopard was full of blood, and he released his surging wild instinct to the fullest, and immediately rushed towards the Night Elf guards who were walking back and forth dozens of meters away.

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Hearing the commotion coming from behind, Lanloth kept moving forward, while silently looking at the Dark Empire Blade in his hand, on the pitch-black claw-shaped reverse blade, the blood of the Nightblade Leopard was being devoured little by little.

Unlike Adruin, the Blade of the Dark Empire was able to wield the secret shadow magic even without the magic of Lanros. Compared with the selfless dedication of Naruk Uray, Saratas's mind is deep.

"Phew, what a disgusting smell. On the gauntlet of the weird dagger, the eyeball twitched slightly, and turned to Lan Luos, "Ah~, since I have tasted the taste of my little brother, every time I am held in your hand, I feel hot." ”

The cold and ethereal voice is full of charm and delicate obsession, contradictory, but natural. Saratas's anger and longing made Lanlos's heart beat faster for a while.

More often, of course, is vigilance.

Now that he has no Elunis by his side, no Gianna, if he is lured by the shadows, who can he expect to wake him up?

"Little brother, don't be so serious, it's just the two of us now, you can do whatever you want to me......"

Perhaps it was the absence of the old man of Elunis, and Saratas's words became more and more demagogic.

"What can a dagger do? kill yourself? I haven't lived enough. With a long exhale, Lanlos still wisely kept his heart. He knew very well that he had been overdrawn by his magic powers, and that his spirit was constantly weak, and that he was not sure that he would be able to conquer the darkness and despair if he were contaminated with the shadows.