Just as the last person stepped into the space, a dark red light suddenly lit up on the altar in front of them, and an evil phantage with a scythe in his hand emerged from it.

It was dressed in a dark red cloak, hiding its face under the hood, its bare limbs as if it had been burned, its flesh was uneven, the sarcoma was dense, it was very hideous, the sickle in its hand had a crescent-like arc, and the tip of the blade shimmered with a cold light, which made people shudder when they saw it.

This phantom slowly floated up into the air, its body slowly curled up into a ball, and below it, hundreds of phantoms suddenly appeared, most of them were gray wolves, and a few were human forms.

This is!

Wei Feng's pupils dilated suddenly, and he counted the number of these phantoms in an instant, 313 gray wolves and 26 humanoids, which were exactly the number of people who had died before.

These phantoms also slowly floated towards the Scythe Man, slowly increasing in speed, getting closer to the Scythe Man, the faster they became, and finally when they floated near the Scythe Man, they were instantly sucked into their bodies.

As the phantom was inhaled one by one, the scythe's aura became stronger and stronger, and the dark red blood light on his body gradually flickered.

This process was extremely fast, and the scythe man absorbed all the phantoms in full view of everyone, and the blood light on his body gradually converged inward.

Swish!

At the moment when all the blood light was converging into his body, the scythe man's curled up body suddenly stretched, opening up into a "big" character in mid-air, and his body also turned from virtual to real, and every sarcoma exposed contained explosive power.

On the dark face that had been hidden under the hood, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened, there was no difference between the pupils and the whites of the eyes, flashing with a blood-red and demonic light, and the light seemed to shoot through everyone.

Staring into these eyes, one can only see mania, bloodlust, and madness, and there is no reason to speak of.

"Roar!"

The scythe man let out a strange roar, and the moment the roar was heard, his body once again flashed with blood, and at the same time, his hideous body began to sprint towards the crowd, and every step on the ground contained manic power, making a loud rumbling sound, shocking people's hearts.

After it roared, the crowd fell silent, and everyone seemed to have seen a natural enemy, and they gathered together in fear, not daring to speak or act, and in the face of the scythe's violent charge, they were even so frightened that they lost their instinct to flee, and only stayed in place and shivered.

Wei Feng was also affected to a certain extent after hearing the roar, and the hands that originally wanted to take the longbow trembled a little, and he wanted to move and stop, looking a little hesitant.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the inexplicable fear in his heart, stopped the trembling of his arm, resolutely grasped the novice longbow, drew a feather arrow and put it on the bowstring, calmed down, and used his focus to dispel the last trace of emotion.

However, there was another person who was faster than him, and Liu Cun drew his long sword almost immediately, seemingly unaffected by the roar at all.

His long sword was covered with blue light, and with a sharp momentum, he stabbed the scythe man head-on.

The scythe man let out a roar of rage again, as if he was angry that someone dared to take the initiative to attack him, holding the long handle of the scythe with both hands, and swung it with a powerful sweep, intending to cut off Liu Cun's waist.

Liu Cun was not afraid at all, the long sword swirled on the long handle of the sickle, and the whole person jumped into the air with the sword, turning in mid-air, avoiding the frontal collision with a somersault, and at the same time the blade cut into the arm of the sickle man, cutting the blood-red light around his body, and cutting a long hole in his arm.

However, there was no blood spilled from the wound, and only blood-red light surged and flickered within the incision.

The scythe man who received this blow did not stop because of the pain, but a spin on the spot, I don't know where the power came from, the scythe rotated back at a faster speed than before, and the blade slashed directly at Liu Cun, who had just landed and had not fully turned around.

At the last moment, Liu Cun forcibly turned around, and the long sword was blocked in front of him, blocking the path of the scythe blade.

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the long sword successfully resisted the horizontal slash of the sickle, but the huge force from the blade made Liu Cun a little unbearable, and he was directly knocked out.

He struggled to adjust his body in mid-air to keep his balance, but the Scythe Man didn't pause after a maneuver, striding in pursuit.

"簌~"

A scream came from far and near, and it was an arrow shot by Wei Feng, who had just adjusted, to support him at this critical moment.

The feather arrow roared into the back of the Scythe's head, and the tip of the arrow seemed to contain inexplicable energy, directly breaking through the blood light on the Scythe Man's body, penetrating into its skull, shooting it directly to the ground, interrupting its pursuit.

One arrow to make a meritorious service is Wei Feng's only active skill at present-[Penetrating Shooting].

Liu Cun took the opportunity to adjust his body and landed smoothly, while calming the trembling of the hand holding the sword.

There was a trace of doubt lingering in his eyes, judging from the qi machine, this sickle man was not very strong, but in this head-to-head confrontation, he found that the strength of the sickle man was a little exaggerated, and he was not an enemy at all.

And he was shot into the back of the head by an arrow, but he didn't die, but the blood-red light on the surface of his body was visibly dimmed, and now the sickle man had already gotten up again and rushed towards Wei Feng.

The next moment, the trace of doubt in Liu Cun's eyes was replaced by a strong battle intent, he walked with his sword, and his figure caught up with the sickle man in a few flashes, and the long sword slammed into the back of the sickle man's heart with an unparalleled momentum.

The blood-colored light on the surface of the scythe's body was only blocked for a moment before it was broken by the long sword, and the three-foot green blade penetrated from behind and came out of the body.

Then Liu Cun did not hesitate, directly drew his sword and retreated, narrowly avoiding the rapid maneuver of the sickleman.

Wei Feng didn't die when he shot an arrow into his head before, so he naturally didn't think that this sword could kill the other party, so he retreated with one blow, and at the same time, he also discovered a strange move of the sickle man, that is, he didn't need the slightest charge to perform a whirling slash in the same place, and the speed was extremely fast.

But!

Liu Cun only took a big step back and stepped forward again, because he also found that the Scythe Man's body would stiffen for a moment after a whirling slash, and although he didn't know why, he only understood this as the price of the move, but it didn't affect him from seizing this opportunity to attack.

His body was shorter than that of the Scythe Man, and at this time, the close-range long sword was raised, and the sword momentum was swift, stabbing into the Scythe Man's neck, and then cutting out horizontally without hesitation, only cutting a wound, without trying to directly cut off the Scythe Man's head.

Then he stepped on the Scythe's lap and leaped to his feet, avoiding the Scythe's knee-jerk after his stiffness.

When he jumped to the top of the scythe man's head, the long sword was lightly tapped, but the blade mercilessly poked into the scythe man's heavenly spirit, and at the same time kicked the scythe man's neck hard, and Liu Cun also used the reaction force of this kick to distance himself from the scythe man.

After receiving several blows in a row, the blood-colored light on the surface of the scythe's body was already a little dim, but its actions were still as violent as ever, and it was annoyed by Liu Cun's successive blows, and the evil eyes stared at him, and the light on the surface of the body suddenly shrank.

"Roar~"

It let out a roar again, and the roar carried that terrifying power, accompanied by sound waves that hit Liu Cun's ears close at hand.

Not good, Wei Feng secretly said badly, and at the same time released the bowstring in his hand, the piercing shot has a three-second cooldown, in order to cause effective damage without attracting too much hatred from the sicklemen, he was originally going to wait until the cooldown was over to support Liu Cun.

It's just that now Liu Cun is attacked by the roar of the sickle man at such a close distance, and I am afraid that something big will happen, so I can only provide him with remote support immediately.

He was a little worried in his heart, afraid that this ordinary arrow would not be able to effectively inflict damage on the Scythe Man, and would not be able to stop its attack on Liu Cun.