Aura Hunter

However, just as Kaisan did this, a silent cold wind suddenly hit him from his right side.

Kaisang's eyes changed drastically, the opponent's speed was so fast that he had no time to dodge sideways, so he could only helplessly raise his arms to protect his head.

Then, Ling Han's temperature passed through the body of the sturdy hunter.

The next second, Kaisan's shoulders bleed, and the two strong arms were separated, and fell to the ground with the dissipated Aura power, while the abdomen was together with the inner part. A piece of his organs cracked and shattered, and finally, warm blood spurted out of it like a madman.

"..."

Kaisang looked down at his fatal wound in astonishment, then turned to look at the cold wind on the right man of.

It was a bloated figure in a long fluffy dress and a lob hood, with half of his face hidden in the shadow of the hood and the other half wrinkled. Old Lady with pleats.

I saw that she was holding a pair of snake-shaped double swords between her thick palms that tied the silk cloth. The dark swords showed a strange insect-eye pattern under the moonlight. It was the sharp weapon that cut off Kaisang's arms and cut Kaisang's abdomen in one fell swoop.

"Really, it's obvious that I deliberately left you alive, but in the end, I can't help but plan to do it directly..."

Fente put the worm-eyed pair in her hand. The sword slowly put down, and then sneered softly in a sinister voice:

"Sure enough, no matter how long time has passed, the so-called Aura hunters are still the same virtue as before, all of them are a group of ungrateful and ignorant Scum~"

Kaisang stared at Fente silently for a few seconds, and then opened his mouth with a ferocious expression and spurted a mouthful of blood.

The trembling legs subconsciously wanted to step back, but another palm suddenly appeared from behind.

The five pale and slender fingers immediately pressed firmly on Kaisan's shoulders.

"Okay, don't make senseless struggles, hunter."

Words full of disdain and ridicule came from the back of Kaisan's head, as if denying it. all the value of his life.

"When Saiin Saiai's first few chanting sentences are enough to pull your consciousness out of your body, it is enough to prove that your spirit strength is just a bunch of fragile glass. The weak don't wantonly challenge in front of the powerhouse, give me a good obedience."

As the cold words slowly fell, I saw the slender palm pressing on Kaisang's shoulder slightly exerting force, A strange and invisible energy immediately poured into Kai Sang's body, causing his body to lose strength immediately, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Cough..."

Kai Sang opened his mouth again and coughed a mouthful of blood, then raised his pale face, and swept his dying eyes to the path The third silhouette coming out from behind.

He is wearing a clown gown with a pattern of stars and moons. He is tall, with gray complexion, sunken eyes, a nose that protrudes like a bird's beak, and the corners of his mouth are long and narrow and bright red.

His identity is the last senior veteran of the Joker Group of the Joyous Theater, who is as famous as Fente and Saiin Saiai, Ding Moruo.

"I originally planned to catch you hunters, humiliate them and play with them... But your dear companions resisted very hard, it was really troublesome to catch them alive, so I had to Kill them all, he he he ~"

Ding Moruo walked past Kaisang, who couldn't afford to kneel, and laughed playfully, and then lifted his pedals to the feet that fell on Kaisang earlier. The head of his teammates on the side, and he casually kicked it aside as if it were a ball.

The spilled blood and brains stuck to Kaisan's face, making him feel like a knife in his heart in this brief moment, but his bloody body was already on the verge of death , so even if the enemy is in front of him now, Kai Sang has no strength to stand up and resist, and can only pant with grief and anger while coughing blood...

Ding Morowang With this scene, the face full of proud of one's success, and then continued to ridicule the loser with a smile:

"You guys who killed us earlier and those abyss monsters, you killed them happily. , right?"

"In the end, you guys, at best, can only have fun in this level of stuff..."

" Now the real hard stubble has arrived, and then it will kill you all in the blink of an eye, what do you think about this? Hahahahaha ——————!" From this, laughter resounded through the entire black wood forest.

Kaisang lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and his back was shaking.

However, he immediately raised his face again, stared at Ding Moruo with a pair of blood-red eyes, and responded with a hoarse voice:

"If I told you how I felt, wouldn't you let me go?"

Ding Moruo shook the head with a bright smile.

"Hey, of course not...No matter what you say today, it's dead end, but maybe I can consider letting you die a little more happily?"

Kai Sang was hearing this, but he smiled softly without surprise, and looked around with his dim eyes between Fente, Dinmoro, and Saiin Saiai, and then spoke in a weak tone. To Ding Mo Luo:

"I have a lot of questions to know right now, so, would you mind letting me as a dead person understand a little more at the end?"

" Okay, anyway, we are waiting for other people to rush here to gather here, otherwise why would we keep you until now, making it clear that it is just to kill time."

"Very good.. ....very good...then I'll start asking questions...the other hunter teams in this area...were all resolved by you?"

"It should be, after all, the whole forest is completely quiet now, although it is not our own hands, but I can assure you that the fate of those hunters will not be much better than yours. ."

"You...have been in ambush in this forest from the very beginning?"

"No, we came from next door. "

"Then how did you pass through the Formation barrier?"

"Hehe, you should know this question in your mind?"

" ..."

Kaisan paused for a moment, then speculated in a low voice:

"Could it be that...is a 'Sky Train'?"