Mythical Beast Summoner

These two silver warriors are not comparable to the silver warrior just now. Both of them rely on their own ability to cultivate step by step.

No matter how strong Scar was, he was only a silver warrior. Facing two silver warriors with solid foundations at the same time, he did not dare to care.

Two silver warriors, one with a spear and the other with a broadsword, a vigorous snake with a sharp angle and seeming to vomit, choose to eat. A vigorously sinking, tiger-like wind, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable.

The time between the two people is obviously not short, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly. Scar had to be exhausted defensively, the number of offenses was greatly reduced, and he even felt like being walked with rhythm by the two. If this continues, the longer the time, the more unfavorable it will be for Scar. He can't exert his full strength, but the other party's cooperation is becoming more and more tacit.

Scar found the opportunity, flicked a knife, jumped out of the circle, stepped back, and confronted the two silver warriors.

The two silver warriors have been maintaining an active offensive posture, and the consumption is naturally much higher than that of Scar. However, the scar consumption is not small, after all, facing two strong men who cooperate tacitly and are not much different from their own strength at the same time, not going all out is the same as looking for death.

Even so, he still suffered some minor injuries, and his clothes on his chest were torn with a big knife, almost torn apart. The arm was cut with a spear, and the blood stained the sleeves red. However, the two silver warriors did not suffer any damage, they just consumed more fighting energy.

The three of them panted hard, trying to recover their strength during this time. Scar saw the miserable situation of the juniors, his eyes widened and his eyes started to turn red. He is merciful, but the people of the Poison Sect are not merciful. He saw with his own eyes a senior soldier who was a senior soldier cut off a leg by a Poison Sect, and rolled on the ground in pain.

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

The two silver warriors would naturally not miss this opportunity and fly up. The spear head of the spear turned into countless phantoms, shrouded in the direction of the scar. The silver warrior who wielded the big sword did not walk side by side with the silver warrior who used the spear, but fell behind, holding the big knife high.

The cooperation between the two is seamless, the spear is responsible for attracting and disturbing, and the broad knife is responsible for giving the scar a fatal blow.

The shadow of the guns all over the sky was about to touch Scar's body, and the tiger-headed sword and spear in Scar's hand kept fighting together. The spear did not hardly touch the tiger's head sword, but stabbed at the scar behind the tiger's head sword from various strange angles. The big knife also slashed towards the scar under the cover of the spear.

Unexpectedly, Scar did not retreat, but rushed up against the big knife. The silver warrior holding the big knife showed a hint of joy, as if he had seen the scar being split in half by his big knife.

The spear shadow all over the sky suddenly changed back to a long spear, and the spear was covered with silver vindictiveness, and it pierced towards Scar's chest like lightning. If he was stabbed at this time, it would not be good even if he was wearing heavy armor, not to mention that the scar was just a commoner.

At this time, if Scar chooses to take the blow with a tiger head sword, the big sword on the head will split him in half without hesitation. If you choose to dodge, I am afraid you will be caught in the continuous attack of the long spear, and the big knife will take the opportunity to chop off.

To everyone's surprise, Scar didn't rigidly connect the spear and the big knife on 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 of the spear continued to go straight, it would pass through Scar's side, causing no harm to Scar.

Everything happened very quickly. The silver soldier with the gun only had time to turn the spear, so that the spear head of the spear was turned horizontally from the vertical. The spear slid over Scar’s arm and brought up a **** mist. I heard the sound of the spear head sliding over the bone.

The silver warrior leaped high, and the broadsword slashed down fiercely with a strong wind. The two broadswords struck each other and did not make a harsh rubbing sound, but rather screamed.

It turned out that Scar was actually using the force of the spear stabbing to suddenly lie on the ground behind his upper body while advancing at extreme speed, and his lower body continued to slide forward due to inertia, and at the same time raised the tiger's head sword horizontally above his head. Finally, with the power of the silver warrior's big sword, it speeds up and slides on the ground, passing under the silver warrior holding the sword.

The silver warrior with the long spear had already rushed out far away, and the silver warrior with the knife was still in the air.

Scar had already slid behind him, his left palm slapped on the ground, and the whole person bounced from the ground, holding the tiger-head treasured sword with both hands, and slashing across the waist of the silver warrior holding the sword.

The silver warrior in the sky wanted to turn around with a big sword to resist, but he was in the air and had nowhere to use it. It was not easy to swing a big sword, and everything happened between the flashes of light and fire, and there was no time for him to swing the big sword. Watching the tiger's head sword pass through his waist, he divided himself into two sections.

"Ah!" The silver warrior who was cut in the waist wailed in pain. After being cut into two segments, ordinary people would not die immediately, let alone a silver warrior with strong vitality.

The blood and internal organs of the silver warrior who had been chopped down fell from the sky like rain, and a large part of it fell on the silver warrior who used a long spear.

The silver warrior who was beheaded was screaming on the ground, supporting his upper body with his hands, crawling on the ground, trying to grab his own lower body, the scene was **** as if it were the **** of Shura.

Everyone, whether it was from Lu Lianggong's side or from the Poison Sect, was stunned. The lively Lu Zhai who was fighting just now suddenly fell silent, leaving only the screams of the silver warriors who had been beheaded. Even the disciples of Lu Lianggong who had broken his arm and leg stopped screaming and stared at the silver warrior dumbfounded.

Scar did not stop at all because of the silver warrior’s tragic situation. Instead, in full view, he walked over to the silver warrior who had been beheaded, raised the tiger's head sword, and chopped off the silver warrior’s head. His pain.

After cutting off the silver warrior's head, Scar did not stop, carrying the tiger-headed sword and strode towards the silver warrior who had just used the long spear.

The silver warrior using the spear was covered in blood, and even the intestines of the beheaded warrior hung on his body. He saw Scars coming towards him with red eyes, and he threw down the spear trembling, so scared that he held his head in his hands and howled in pain and wanted to escape.

Scar naturally wouldn't give him a chance, so he rushed forward and raised the tiger's head sword high.

"Bastard, stop!" Bai Zeming shouted angrily, rushing towards the scar.

Scar was already crazy at this moment, no matter who was shouting to stop, he fiercely chopped down the silver warrior to the ground.

At the same time that Scar made his move, 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 ran directly to the back of the scar.

Seeing the horned dragon stick get closer and closer to the scar, and scar has just hacked the silver warrior to death at the moment, it seems that he is a little unclear, and he doesn't know how to defend or dodge. If it hits this one, the scar will definitely become a corpse.

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

The wooden stick is only made of larch, although it is strong, but the material of the horned dragon stick is not to be calculated, and the golden warrior's full blow can be resisted by ordinary people.

The wooden stick split directly from the center. The horned dragon stick didn't seem to be hindered in any way, and it didn't even slow down. It first hit the figure's hand with the stick, and then took his hand straight into the figure's chest.

The figure's chest was deflated at that time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the blood, mixed with visceral fragments, and without a sound, he died.

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

Scar quickly got up from the ground and shook his head. Obviously, he was not injured because of the death of the figure.

"Old Six..." Liu Zhengde cried out in pain after seeing the figure clearly. It turned out that this figure was his sixth junior brother, a black iron warrior. Although the skills of these six juniors are average, they are honest and honest, very shy, and blush when they talk to anyone. No one thought that he was willing to sacrifice his life in order to protect the scar at this moment.

After Scar got up, he glanced at the corpse of the sixth child on the ground with a puzzled look. In the blood-red eyes, the pupils shrank slightly. Scar raised his head and looked at Bai Zeming, with a low growl like a monster in his throat.

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

In such a short few minutes, Bai Zeming had already lost three Silver Warriors, two died in the period, and one lost combat effectiveness in a short period of time. All this made him very annoyed. Although the silver warrior was not a big deal to him, it was his confidant after all.

I don't know if it was Bai Zeming's action or his eyes that irritated the knife scar, and the knife scar roared and rushed up with a tiger head sword.

Liu Zhengde saw the scar rushing up, and he wanted to stop but was helpless. The one who fought with him was also a silver warrior. Liu Zhengde was not good at fighting. The poison sect's people became even more fierce due to the stimulation of the death of two silver warriors.

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