Fox Demon Crossing

In the core of the city's power, Lanser's confrontation became extremely difficult. Although his body was strengthened, it was not as strong as an imperial weapon. He picked up a steel stick to fight the enemy. After all, the tribe's weapons were mostly made of ferocious beast materials, so they were not easy to break at the touch.

However, the difficulty of wielding an unfamiliar weapon was immediately apparent, and he was repelled almost at the first moment. Fortunately, this was just one of his bad luck.

"Bastard! Such a small fry!" He could tell there were several new bloodstains on his face without even looking. He threw the broken steel rod away and immediately grabbed another one.

The steel rod flying in the air was also split into two, breaking silently.

"Boy, you pissed me off!" His face was livid. He could tolerate the provocation of the "country bumpkin" before, but now he couldn't even handle a small thug? He even thought about whether to kill the pathfinders who led him, so as not to be laughed at by those bastards. But thinking that he still needed to rely on them to guide the direction...

"Wait!" He immediately became alert. If the three pathfinders all died, who would lead the way?

"XXX, stop!" Esdeath had already eliminated the second opponent and rushed to the third. The one who fell was the most miserable, with a severe blow to the abdomen and a broken nose from a knee strike, and then he was buried in Esdeath's rage.

“Damn it!” Seeing that the opponent had changed his target of attack, the Imperial Weapon Master Lancer immediately pounced out.

"Boy, it's all your fault!" Although he was a bastard, as an imperial weapon user, how could he be a fool? He had a deep understanding of Lancer's strength. If he let Esdeath die at this moment, he would also be in an irreparable situation. So, he launched a fierce attack on Lancer and gave up the last Pathfinder.

Although he had the imperial weapon and did not have to worry about starving to death, it meant that he would be stranded in the cold and desolate land for a month. He was furious and attacked madly, roaring like the wind.

"Storm Blade! Cut him!" His shouting made Lanser's pupils shrink. Although shouting seems childish, it may be able to awaken the inner power of the imperial equipment. Although this is a supernatural theory, such as building a mansion... cough cough, most imperial equipment users tend to shout.

Lancer had faced off against many imperial weapon users, so he was naturally on guard against their skills and actions. Perhaps he underestimated his enemy and only used the basic mode at the beginning, but now that most of them were dead, the only ones left were the enemies he wanted to eliminate. He tore off his disguise and released his strongest skills in the hope of killing Lancer quickly!

But he had little chance of winning in a face-to-face fight, so he looked for an opportunity to attack.

"Fortunately, he looks like a novice who only knows how to use imperial tools, and doesn't know anything about... Hmm!?" After somersaulting, he tried to avoid the attack by supporting himself on the ground, but his body suddenly shook violently, and his body movements instantly twisted...

"Crack~Crack~Crack~" After three crisp sounds, three streams of blood shot out from Lan Se's body like fountains.

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Esdeath, panting and lying on the ground, was breathing heavily after finishing the last battle. Although she attacked one person by surprise and killed the second one with a strange method, the consumption of her physical strength was real. When she killed the third person, she felt exhausted. Maybe it was the price of overdrawing her physical strength in a short period of time?

Despite being injured in her right shoulder, she defeated the third person. I'm afraid the other person would not understand why Esdeath was so determined.

However, in a flash she heard a strange sound, and the weapon in her hand fell into the snow.

Lancer was lying on the snow, blood gushing out of his left abdomen, right chest and side of his neck, and his life was in danger.

"Asshole!" Esdeath suppressed her anger and rushed towards Lancer at this moment. However, she fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Hmph, thank you, you killed all my men. But you're lucky, it seems I can only rely on you to leave this place." The familiar and unforgettable voice lingered in her ears, and she saw the man with a sickle coming.

"Asshole! I will never take you away! I would rather die than do that!"

"Haha, stubborn little girl. The next few days might be boring, so just keep me company. Tsk tsk, even though your parents are savages, you're a pretty good-looking little girl~" With a wave of his hand, several strong winds swept in.

"Swish!" The dress shattered into pieces in an instant, and Esdeath felt a stinging pain and coldness from behind.

"Oh, it's really great. It's a pity that guy died, otherwise it would be nice to see him staring at us having fun. Haha, don't you think so? He might ask me to join, huh? What, I see you care about that guy? Could it be that he has feelings for you?" He walked towards Esdeath while torturing her with words.

As he passed by Lancer, he frowned and kicked the corpse hard.

"Hey!?" He widened his eyes in astonishment. What happened! That person grabbed his ankle? No, that's unscientific!

Looking at the dark red blood staining the snow around him, he was filled with disbelief. With such a loss of blood, even the strongest monster might not be able to survive...

"What are you talking about? What do you want me to see!?" Lanser slowly raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the imperial weapon user in front of him. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in blood, like a monster walking out of a blood swamp.

"Monster!" He jumped back suddenly, not rushing towards Esdeath, because he would not be stupid enough to turn his back to the enemy, let alone facing an enemy whose situation was unknown!