Song Jian's murderous intent became more and more intense. This killer of the God of Death Scythe was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and his soul was still lingering.

Kun Jue had already noticed the threat. After discovering that he had not killed Song Jian, he just killed one of the other party's clones, Kun Jue was ready to retreat.

At this time, he was more than 250 meters away from the place where Song Jian lit the bonfire. He felt that Song Jian could not determine his location so quickly, but what he did not expect was that Song Jian had transformed into a ball of black fog and appeared in the air less than ten meters away from him;

The warning signs of death kept ringing in Kunjue's heart. The more assassinations were, the more cards Song Jian exposed, and Kunjue felt that he had a point in his chance of winning.

But what he didn't know was that as he assassinated more, Song Jian also understood him more;

Huh ~

When the breeze blew, Kun Jue suddenly felt like he was trapped in a black fog. He couldn't see his five fingers. The black fog was constantly causing damage to him. Although it was not high, it made Kun Jue feel a little panicked.

"I actually determined my position so quickly. What kind of skill is this? Why can't I even sense the area one meter away in this black fog..." Kun Jue immediately used the acceleration skill and rushed in one direction.

But no matter how fast he is, he cannot escape from the area covered by black fog. This black fog is like his shadow. When he runs there, the black fog will follow;

"Come out, if you have the ability, come out and fight me for 300 rounds!" Kunjue roared wildly, waving the dagger in his hand in a panic in the black fog, as if the enemy was right in front of him.

Kunjue seems to have given up on himself because he is in a desperate situation and has already broken up. But in fact, as a battle-hardened assassin killer, how could he become crazy because of such a little disadvantage?

All this Kunjue did was just to reduce Song Jian's vigilance and make the other party careless and reveal flaws.

Song Jian was motionless. He naturally understood that the damage caused to Kunjue by turning into black fog was actually not much, and the other party could not be so fragile because of being suppressed and being subjected to some inexplicable attacks from time to time.

At this time, the two sides had actually started another psychological game.

Fifteen minutes passed in a flash, and Song Jian's incarnation of Black Mist skill was about to end. At this time, Kun Jue had already noticed that his performance could not deceive the other party, and he also calmed down and poured a bottle of potion that continued to recover his qi and blood value into his mouth, his face full of coldness.

"Do you think that just by just this little damage that cannot be killed by mosquitoes, can I kill me?" Kunjue looked disdainful, but in fact, he was already sweating slightly while holding the palm of his hand.

This black fog state that seems to never end and cannot be escaped has made Kunjue nervous. No matter how small the damage he receives every time, Kunjue's medicines are limited. If he really delays for three or four hours, Kunjue will definitely die;

In fifteen minutes, although it was not a form explosion, Kunjue had already begun to get nervous.

At this moment, Kun Jue suddenly felt a bright light in front of his eyes, the black fog disappeared, and his perception could spread outward, and he was immediately delighted.

Light Slash!

A light shout exploded from the top of his head, and the dazzling golden sword energy suddenly drove away the darkness around him. Kun Jue was shocked and quickly used the acceleration skill to hide from the side;

Huh ~

When the golden sword energy was halfway through, it turned into a sweep, and hit Kunjue's waist with a damage number of more than 600 + 300 points floating up from Kunjue's head;

Song Jian fell from mid-air, kicked his feet, and pounced towards Kunjue like an arrow;

The blood crows and blood wolf that were originally guarding around the bonfire also rushed over to form a siege;

Kun Jue did not notice the Blood Crow and Blood Wolf. He turned sideways and launched a vital attack, cutting a bloody mouth between Song Jian's waist, and then the dagger stabbed Song Jian's chest like fangs;

Song Jian waved his sword and the two of them stood in a ball. After more than a dozen rounds, Kunjue suddenly realized that Song Jian's equipment was actually better than him, and Song Jian also discovered that the assassin in front of him had endless strange skills and many ways to save his life.

"It won't work if this continues. He will escape from that time." Song Jian frowned slightly, his injury almost crushed Kun Jue, but Kun Jue was like a loach that was slippery and could not catch him at all.

After another five minutes, Kunjue suddenly felt relieved. After several battles, he realized that he could not kill Song Jian from the front!

Feeling that Kun Jue seemed to be about to escape again, Song Jian took out a bottle of weakness from the parcel and smashed it hard on the ground. Suddenly, a stream of gray smoke enveloped Kun Jue;

Kunjue's face changed drastically. He found that the surface of his body seemed to be covered with dust, swelling, and his defense had dropped almost the same;

"What kind of potion is this!" Kun Jue was shocked and immediately used the "disappearance" skill. A bunch of white mist appeared. After it quickly dissipated, Kun Jue's figure disappeared in front of Song Jian's eyes.

"I can't let you run away this time!" Song Jian had a hint of coldness on his lips, controlling the blood wolf scattered around him, and began to search and attack freely;

Soon, less than ten meters away from Song Jian, a blood wolf roared and rushed towards an open space. Kun Jue's figure suddenly appeared. His dagger held the blood wolf's fangs, and another hand stabbed the blood wolf's abdomen hard;

One, two, three...

The blood wolf let out a sarcastic cry, and the qi and blood value were zeroed, turning into a pool of blood and melting into the ground, killing the blood wolf. Kunjue's face became ugly. When he turned around, he saw that, indeed, the ice under Song Jian's feet appeared, and his movement speed doubled. During the sprint, an ice path appeared behind him;

Bang!

Song Jian waved his sword and slashed towards Kun Jue hard. Kun Jue waved his dagger to fight back. The two fought together. Thirty seconds later, Kun Jue's qi and blood value was less than one-third, and he seemed a little embarrassed. He took out a crystal bead from his arms and smashed it to the ground. Suddenly, a wave of air rose from his feet. Song Jian was caught off guard and was directly lifted back by three or four meters and fell to the ground.

When Song Jian turned over, Kun Jue's figure disappeared again.

Song Jian sneered, and the remaining twenty-nine blood wolfs began to run quickly. After a while, another high wolf howl sounded. In an instant, all the blood wolf rushed towards the howling blood wolf as if he heard the command of charge high;

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Chapter completed!