Beast Summoner

These two silver warriors are not comparable to the silver warrior just now. Both of them relied on their own abilities and practiced step by step.

No matter how strong Scar is, he is only a Silver Warrior. Facing two solid Silver Warriors at the same time, he does not dare to be careless at all.

Two silver warriors, one wielding a spear and the other wielding a broadsword, one is flexible and has tricky angles, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to bite. The other is powerful and heavy, like a tiger descending from a mountain, unstoppable.

The two people have obviously been together for a long time, and they cooperate with each other very well. Scar has to be tired of defense, and the number of attacks has been greatly reduced, and he even feels like he is being led by the two. If this continues, the longer the time,

The more disadvantaged Scar is, the less he can exert his full strength, but the other party's cooperation becomes more and more tacit.

Scar found the opportunity, feinted with his sword, jumped out of the battle circle, took a few steps back, and confronted the two silver warriors.

The two silver warriors have continued to take the initiative to attack, and their consumption is naturally much higher than that of Scar. However, Scar's consumption is not small. After all, facing two strong men who cooperate tacitly and whose strength is not much different from his own, at the same time,

Failure to give your best is tantamount to courting death.

Even so, he still suffered some minor injuries. The clothes on his chest were cut by a big knife and he was almost disemboweled. His arm was cut open by a spear, and the blood dyed the sleeves red. But the two silver warriors were

There is no damage, it just consumes more fighting energy.

The three of them were breathing heavily, trying hard to take advantage of this time to regain their strength. When Scar saw the miserable state of his junior brothers, his eyes widened with anger, and his eyes began to turn red little by little. He was merciful, but the people of the Poison Sect had no subordinates.

Show mercy. He saw with his own eyes that one of his fellow juniors, who was a senior warrior, had one of his legs chopped off by a poison sect member, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.

"You forced me to do this!" Scar closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Naturally, the two silver warriors would not miss this opportunity and flew up. The spear heads turned into countless phantoms and shrouded Scar. The silver warrior using the sword did not walk side by side with the silver warrior using the gun.

Instead, he fell one position behind and raised the sword in his hand high.

The two of them cooperated perfectly, with the spear responsible for attracting and disturbing, and the broadsword responsible for delivering the fatal blow to Scar.

The gun shadows in the sky were about to touch Scar's body. The tiger-headed sword and the spear in Scar's hand kept clashing together. The spear did not touch the tiger-headed sword head-on, but from various weird angles.

He stabbed Scar behind the tiger-headed sword, and the broadsword also slashed towards Scar under the cover of the spear.

Scar unexpectedly did not retreat, but rushed forward towards the sword. The silver warrior holding the sword showed a hint of joy in his eyes, as if he had seen Scar being split in half by his own sword.

The gun shadow in the sky suddenly turned into a long spear. The spear was covered with silver fighting energy and stabbed towards Scar's chest like lightning. If he was stabbed this time, even if he was wearing heavy armor, he would not feel comfortable, not to mention that Scar was just

A commoner.

At this time, if Scar chooses to use the tiger-headed sword to catch the blow, the big knife on his head will split him in half without hesitation. If he chooses to dodge, he may be caught in the continuous attacks of the spear.

, and the broadsword will take the opportunity to chop it down.

To everyone's surprise, Scar did not forcefully connect the spear and the sword above his head, but instead rushed towards the spear.

The silver warrior's spear pierced Scar's chest straight, and Scar's footsteps suddenly flashed quickly. If the spear head continued to move straight, it would pass through Scar's side and not cause any harm to Scar.

Everything happened very quickly. The silver warrior holding the gun just had time to turn the spear and let the spear tip move from vertical to horizontal. The spear just slipped from Scar's arm, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, and all three of them were stunned.

The sound of the spear tip sliding across the bone was heard.

The silver warrior jumped up high, and slashed down hard with the strong wind. The two swords struck each other without making a harsh friction sound, but instead made a crisp sound.

It turned out that Scar actually used the power of the spear to stab him at a high speed. He suddenly lay on his back on the ground with his upper body behind him. His lower body continued to slide forward due to inertia, and at the same time he raised the tiger-headed sword above his head. Finally, he slashed with the help of the Silver Warrior's broadsword.

Using force, he accelerated and slid on the ground, passing under the silver warrior holding the sword.

The silver warrior with the spear has already rushed out from a distance, while the body of the silver warrior with the knife is still in mid-air. It is just when the old power has just left and the new power has not yet been born.

Scar had already slid behind him, slapped his left palm on the ground, and he jumped up from the ground. He held the tiger-headed sword tightly in both hands and slashed across the waist of the silver warrior holding the sword.

The silver warrior in the air wanted to turn around and resist with his big sword, but he was in the air and had nowhere to use his strength. It was not easy to swing the big sword. Moreover, everything happened in a flash of lightning. There was no time left for him to swing the big sword. He could only watch helplessly.

He watched as the tiger-headed sword passed through his waist and cut himself into two pieces.

"Ah!" The silver warrior who was cut in half cried out in pain. After being cut into two pieces, ordinary people would not die immediately, let alone a silver warrior with tenacious vitality.

The blood and internal organs of the silver warrior who was cut in half fell from the sky like rain, and a large part of it fell on the silver warrior who used the spear.

The silver warrior who was cut in half was screaming on the ground, supporting his upper body with both hands, crawling on the ground, trying to grab his lower body. The scene was as bloody as Shura Hell.

Everyone, whether they were from Lu Lianggong's side or from the Poison Sect, were stunned. The lively Lu residence that had been fighting just now suddenly fell silent, leaving only the screams of the silver warrior who was cut in half. Even Lu Zhai

Lianggong's disciples who had broken arms and legs also stopped screaming and stared at the silver warrior in shock.

Scar did not stop at all because of the tragic situation of the silver warrior. Instead, in full view of everyone, he walked towards the silver warrior who was chopped in half, raised the tiger-headed sword, and chopped off the silver warrior's head with one blow, ending

of his pain.

After cutting off the silver warrior's head, Scar did not stop, holding the tiger-headed sword and striding towards the silver warrior who was using the spear just now.

The silver warrior who used the spear was covered in blood, and even had the intestines of a soldier who had been chopped in half hanging on his body. When he saw Scar coming towards him with red eyes, he dropped the spear in a trembling manner. He was so frightened that he held his head in his hands and howled in pain.

To escape.

Naturally, Scar wouldn't give him a chance, so he rushed forward, raising the tiger-headed sword high.

"You bastard, stop it!" Bai Zeming shouted angrily and rushed towards Scar.

Scar was already crazy at this moment. He didn't care who shouted to stop, and he chopped the silver warrior to the ground fiercely.

At the same time as Scar took action, Bai Zeming also took out his weapon - the horned dragon stick from the space ring. The horned dragon stick came out of his hand and went directly towards Scar's back.

Seeing the horned dragon stick getting closer and closer to Scar, and Scar had just killed the silver warrior. His mind seemed a little unclear, and he didn't know how to defend or dodge. If he had hit him this time, Scar would definitely have done the same.

Become a corpse.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Scar, and the wooden stick in the figure's hand collided with the horned dragon stick.

The wooden stick was just made of larch. Although it was strong, the material of the horned dragon stick was different, and the golden warrior's full blow was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

The wooden stick split directly from the center. The horned dragon stick seemed to be unimpeded and did not even slow down. It first hit the figure's hand with the stick, and then led his hand straight into the figure's chest.

The figure's chest deflated at that moment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The blood was mixed with the fragments of internal organs. He didn't make a sound, and he died at that time.

Under the impact of the horned dragon stick, the corpse hit Scar's back, and Scar was knocked directly to the ground. After the horned dragon stick hit the target, it flew away and returned to Bai Zeming's hand.

Scar quickly got up from the ground and shook his head. Apparently, he was not injured due to the figure's life saving efforts.

"Sixth..." Liu Zhengde screamed in pain after seeing the figure clearly. It turned out that the figure was his sixth junior brother, a black iron warrior. Although this sixth junior brother's skills were average, he was honest, honest, very shy, and like any other.

People blush when they talk. No one thought that he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect Scar at this moment.

After Scar got up, he glanced at the corpse of Lao Liu on the ground with doubtful eyes. In his blood-red eyes, the pupils shrank slightly. Scar raised his head and looked at Bai Zeming, and a low roar like a monster came from his throat.

Bai Zeming took a step forward with the horned dragon stick in hand. His eyes looking at Scar were full of contempt and coldness, as if he were looking at a dead person.

In such a short few minutes, Bai Zeming had already lost three Silver Warriors, two of them died, and one lost his combat effectiveness in a short period of time. All this made him very annoyed. Although the Silver Warriors were considered to him

It doesn't mean much, but they are his confidants after all, and if one of them dies, one will be missing.

I don't know whether it was Bai Zeming's actions or his eyes that irritated Scar. Scar roared angrily and charged forward waving the tiger-headed sword.

When Liu Zhengde saw Scar rushing forward, he wanted to stop him but was unable to do anything. The person fighting him was also a Silver Warrior. Liu Zhengde was not good at fighting. The people of the Poison Sect became more aggressive due to the stimulation of the death of the two Silver Warriors.

Spicy.

Now Liu Zhengde can only parry and has no power to fight back, let alone stop him. He doesn't even have time to distract himself and shout...