As soon as Songbo walked into the underground fortress, the three young men were stunned on the spot.

"Master Song?"

"Why did Somber come out?"

"He, how is he with that kid?"

As soon as their words fell, Songbo waved his big hand, and the remaining burning flames immediately disappeared without a trace, and several mercenaries who were close to the old man were also easily slapped to the roof of the shed, and then smashed back to the ground with a whimper.

"Let's go!" Xiaohu called Reed and he alone to sandwich the Roc in the middle, and threw the elixir as a distraction talisman at Songbo.

"Hey!" Tenhiro tried to stop it, but found that the three had disappeared into the fortress.

"Pretty fast!" Songbo didn't care, and walked straight to Tianhong's side.

"Aren't you always making trouble?" Tianhong almost beat his chest.

"If I don't come in again, your kid's mana is about to be sucked clean, and you don't know it?"

Even when the remaining mercenaries rushed towards him, Songbo did not stop. Seeing this, the scythe man also rushed over, and just threw the weapon out, but was suddenly caught in his hand by Songbo with only two fingers.

The black scythe was almost taller than Somber's, but it still fit easily in his hand. No matter how hard the big man pulled, he couldn't see a single bit of his movement.

"Bang"!

During the battle between the two, the iron chain suddenly broke. Songbo was fine, but the big man leaned straight up.

However, this guy is very agile, just a close to the ground and roll over and stand up again. As the beating of one of the salute chiefs became more intense, the big man danced the remaining chains as if with divine help.

The remaining length was just enough, like a multi-knotted whip, directly to Songbo's thigh and head, attacking the vital points every time, without mercy.

Somber symbolically dodged twice, but found that it was not much fun, so he shook his head and grabbed the other end of the chain again. It seems to be deliberately to provoke the chief and the big man in front of him. He even glanced down at the black scythe at his feet and smiled disdainfully.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tenhiro hurriedly rushed to the chief of the ceremony who controlled the big man. Capture the thief and capture the king first, if you want the big guy to completely lose his combat effectiveness, it is estimated that there is only one way.

But before he got close, he suddenly felt a murderous aura rushing towards him. Tianhong hurriedly leaned back, only to find that Zhu Jiu's sword was slashed right against his belly.

"Be careful, I'll play with this guy for a while!" Songbo smiled at Tianhong, just like an old naughty boy in a TV series.

Although he didn't have the whites of his eyes in his current transformation state, he still glanced at the old man. The wounds on the demonic arms and neck have fully healed, and now is the time to take on the remaining enemies with ease.

There are only two ceremonial chiefs, and they were completely ignorant of their existence before. I didn't expect them to drag on for so long today, and let go of those three bad guys.

Tianhong gritted his teeth and shouted at Songbo: "The sickle is borrowed for me to use, and it is too much of a loss to have no weapon!" ”

"That's a lot!" Songbo was slapping the big head like educating a child, but he didn't expect that when he was having a good time, he had to pass the weapon to Tianhong.

He took a few steps back with the stunned man, picked up the long handle of the giant scythe with his foot, and kicked the scythe out with a kick on his heel.

"Buzz"!

The scythe made a vibrating sound of cutting air as it flew up, and then it smashed its head to the ground, and there was another 180-degree flip, and the long handle flew towards Tianhong.

Tianhong sighed secretly, if a guy like the old man is allowed to play football, he will really be able to get a Hercules Cup back.

Holding the long handle, he tried it twice in his hand, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. The weight of this weapon is just right, about five or six hundred catties, which is very handy, and it is more than a star and a half stronger than the nine-tooth nail rake.

Tapping the five sheep plate to wrap the head inside, the moment Tianhong raised the giant scythe, it was as if death had descended.

Fortunately, this transformation did not regenerate the ghost horns, otherwise it would have become nondescript.

Tianhong picked up the giant scythe and started the horizontal harvest, and whoever was close to him, he used this weapon to pick whomever he wanted. Whether it is Zhu Jiu or the two ceremonial chiefs, or a few mercenaries who don't open their eyes, as long as they are not afraid of death and send them to the door, Tianhong will split them in two like a cross-cut saw.

However, most of them can still see the stakes in it, and they are mainly hiding and attacking while Tianhong is empty. But they didn't notice that Tianhong had never completely taken back the strange fire, but always left a little flame under his feet, and danced with him as he swirled.

"When"!

Zhu Jiu's slender thin sword once again blocked Tianhong's powerful blow. However, Tianhong deliberately stretched the elbow of the scythe forward this time, and when Zhu Jiu blocked it, he immediately pulled the giant scythe towards him, trying to kill it directly with the inner blade of the scythe.

The idea is good, but people are not stupid, coupled with the control of the ceremonial chief, Zhu Jiu immediately saw through Tianhong's intentions, and the moment he put away the knife, he immediately retreated fifteen or sixteen meters in a big flash.

Undeterred, Tenhiro glanced to the side and found that the chief of the ceremony who controlled the big man was waving his limbs anxiously, as if he had smoked sheep's horns, and his body was extremely uncoordinated.

Now is the time!

He immediately spun again, but threw the scythe out in the direction of Zhu Jiu. Then black smoke rose from his feet, and the hellfire rushed directly at the crazy salute chief.

Zhu Jiu easily dodged the flying giant scythe, but it was too late to discover Tianhong's true goal. Tenhiro instantly broke the speed of sound and crashed into the target with a circle of sound barriers.

"Bang"!

Tianhong didn't seem to have touched the salute chief, so he knocked him out dozens of meters away. The kid hadn't stopped his attack intent in the air, and wiped his hands on the soles of his feet, almost pulling the alien fire into the shape of a giant river mussel with a pulling technique.

Towards the head of the ceremony who fell to the ground, he caught it.

"Ahh

A wail came, and the salute chief who was wrapped in dumplings disappeared in an instant.

"Poof"!

Zhu Jiu, who followed closely, directly pierced Tianhong's abdomen with a thin sword and stirred in it.

Tianhong just felt a chill in his abdomen, and then realized that the pain in his heart hit.

"Bastard, sneak attack from behind! I don't know if Lao Tzu doesn't eat you! ”

Reflexively grabbed Zhu Jiu's hand, and in the shocked gaze of it and the chief of the ceremony, he grabbed Zhu Jiu's neck with one hand.

The thin sword was too soft, and it was torn into an arc by Tenhiro's reversed body, making it even more difficult for Zhu Jiu to pull it out. It tried several times, but it didn't work, so there was more fear in its eyes.

Tianhong quickly walked towards the remaining chief of ceremonies with his hand, and when it panicked, he also held its neck with his demonized arm.

"It's so unlucky, I haven't played enough!" Songbo looked at Tianhong, and his face suddenly changed, "Little brother, be careful!" ”

Zhu Jiu suddenly turned into a long sword, and when the chief of the ceremony did not make any contact, he actually cut off Tianhong's demonized arm directly!