Demon Hunter and His Hut

The latest website: Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult to deceive the perception of third-order extraordinary people like Rusfan, but the room they are in at this time is a special cursed item.

A house of dreams.

It is very easy to control or even completely simulate the complex terrain environment in this room, and only make a little camouflage on the bomb.

The surrounding environment changes drastically in the next second.

It was no longer a well-decorated retro hall, but an open forest, and then the fire burst into the sky under Rusfan's horrified eyes.

Rumble.

Roger and Henrik quickly ducked aside.

William was a little closer to Rusfan and was also affected a bit. His whole body was thrown out, and he hit a big tree after falling to the ground.

"It's not dead yet?"

Henryk smiled excitedly, as if he was eager to try.

"Don't get close. Although the power of the bomb is strong, the power is too scattered. It may not cause fatal damage against a guy like Rusfan."

"Where's Claudia? I need her help to get that vampire's attention."

"She's already here." Henrique didn't rush forward, he pulled out the short knife hidden in his back, his left hand trembled slightly, and the weapon in his hand changed shape.

Then he jumped and jumped up a nearby tree.

The smoke dissipated, and it turned out, as Roger had guessed, that the power of the bomb was just too dispersed in this environment relative to the average person.

And Rusfan didn't know what method he used. Although he seemed to be seriously injured, he didn't worry about his life.

"You despicable, shameless..."

The casual suit Ru Sifan was wearing had long since been torn and tattered. There were blood puddles all over the front of his body, and his face was also burned, revealing bright red muscles.

Most of his chin almost fell off his face. The white teeth inside can be seen directly through the minced flesh connected to the surface of the face.

One of the teeth was particularly sharp. Roger took a look and remembered it in his heart.

Rusfan was talking when, suddenly, an ice arrow shot directly into his mouth.

But it was Henrik standing at the top of the tree.

"Shoot the man first and shoot the mouth!"

After launching an attack, Henrik quickly moved to the other big trees.

"Claudia, come and help, this guy is staring at me!" He knew the gap between himself and Rusfan in his heart, and he never tried to call for support directly.

Whoops!

The clothes on Ru Sifan's back were shattered, and a pair of wide black wings burst out, but before he could fly into the air.

A graceful figure descended from the sky, and slender palms patted Ru Sifan's face.

Ru Sifan's pupils shrank like the tip of a needle, and there was a hint of alertness in his blood-red eyes.

The expressionless-looking woman put a lot of pressure on him.

The woman in front of Tier 3 turned out to be Tier 3.

Raising his hand to block Claudia's attack, Rusfan roared.

"William, kill that kid quickly and come help me!"

"Bang!"

William turned over and smashed the tree trunk that was pressing on him with one foot. The muscles on his body squirmed wildly, and silver hairs sprung out of his body.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a strong werewolf with a height of nearly 2.5 meters.

On his forehead, there was a silver crescent-shaped mark.

"I'll cut off your limbs first, and then slowly torture you!"

William's body turned into an afterimage, and came to Roger in an instant with agility that did not match his huge body. The sharp claws of his hands crossed and the gleam of death reflected.

Roger was silent, and at the same time as his body retreated, the cursed sword was already in his hand.

Dangdang!

He raised his sword to block, his breathing was well-proportioned and his steps were steady, and he could accurately distinguish between the virtual and the real in William's attack.

Feeling the power transmitted from the sword, Roger's heart was settled.

William's strength is indeed stronger than him, but the degree of strength is very limited, and there is absolutely no way to crush Roger with strength alone.

At the moment of the confrontation, Roger grinned and stared at William's scarlet pupils.

"that's it?"

"You are much weaker than I thought!"

Full of provocative language, coupled with a hint of surging spirit, William's anger surged, "Kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

He took a deep breath and his chest swelled, but before William opened his mouth to let out a roar, he saw Roger's eyes shining brightly.

With his palm up, a fiery red light bloomed in the palm of his hand.

"Don't yell!"

The moment William opened his mouth, flames spurted out from Roger's palm, and the voice in his throat only had time to let out a short hum, and the rest was swallowed up by the flames and pushed back abruptly!

Not to mention the airflow that was scurrying between his chest after the attack was interrupted, and the flames spewing from Roger's hands, William also felt a strong oppression.

The words that Mao Duoweihuo is by no means just talk.

Resisting the discomfort of his body, William quickly stepped back, but at this moment, through the burning flame, he saw a pair of bright eyes.

Those eyes seemed to turn into a bottomless abyss, and William's spirit was pulled into it. In an instant, William's spirit relaxed and he lost control of his body.

Although the time is short, it is enough for an extraordinary person like Roger. Roger's body is like a flexible swimming snake, silently approaching William.

The cursed sword popped out of the palm of the hand, without the sound of wind breaking, and without a sharp light, but when William came back to his senses, the black tip of the sword had pierced the skin on his neck!

At the juncture of life and death, William was stimulated to his full potential, and with a roar, his hands rose at an incredible speed.

"Want to take a blade with nothing?"

Roger sneered, if William really reported such a plan, then at the next moment he would teach the other party an unforgettable lesson!

To Roger's surprise, William's raised palm suddenly changed direction, his left hand slapped the cursed sword in his hand, and the other hand had sharp claws, three of which were jet-black spikes from the palm of his hand. It fell off and shot into his own eyes.

Although he had Quinn's bodyguard, Roger didn't intend to face the opponent's attack. He turned his head slightly to avoid William's attack. At the same time, the speed of the cursed sword did not decrease, and stabbed into William's body. neck!

But at this moment, a huge force struck, and William, who broke out temporarily, finally slapped the cursed sword at the last moment.

He let out a miserable groan, blood splashed, and the cursed sword that pierced his neck was abruptly changed direction by him, cut a big gap in his neck, and then slammed it aside!

Roger turned his body and adjusted his direction in mid-air. After landing, he glanced at William in surprise. Although this guy looked a little stupid, his fierceness and brilliance in battle should never be underestimated.

Because he underestimated the enemy, William lost the first opportunity at the moment of the fight, and was almost seized by Roger. He pierced his neck with a sword, but at the critical moment, he used self-mutilation to get rid of this fatal crisis.

And the price was the neck that was almost cut in half!

He used his left hand to support his neck, which was slanted to the side, and there was bitter hatred in his eyes.

"Rusfan, if you want to survive, go all out, this kid is also a third-order!" William's voice was hoarse, and there was a large stream of blood flowing out between his fingers.

He stared at Roger, "You know what? This is the first time I've used this thing since I got it!"

After speaking, he inserted his right hand into his abdominal cavity, and then pulled out a blood-stained gold coin from it!

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