Thunder Martial

Purple low sighs are clear enough to be heard by everyone in the room.

Shouldn't this be despair in the face of four fourth-level hunters and many third-level hunters at this moment?

This is the last resort of Dragon Mountain's siege on the crowd, enough to change the end of the battlefield.

Shin Li, Yuanhong, Mintai and Yago have all agreed to their fate. In the face of this situation, there seems to be no solution. Lindsay can't say a word anymore, he's always very confident in his abilities and feels that with his abilities, the whole team will not be threatened. All the dangers are perceived in advance by his beasts.

But this scenario now makes him utterly desperate.

The look on the face of the teenager, still excited, even tried with a leap, did not seem to perceive that the danger was coming.

McButler's previously calm expression, after seeing the last of these people, was no longer calm. He turned his head slowly and looked away from the battlefield, looking somewhere in the night, seemingly discovering something.

His expression grew heavier at this moment and seemed to perceive a crisis of some kind.

This scene is damaged by a low sigh. If it is a low sigh of despair, nature should also have the scene. But after the low sigh, the purple sigh sounded a loud pity.

This tone is not a desperate tone, but a heartache caused by the loss of some property.

The sigh was low and there was some shady scenery.

“Play the gods and play the devil and die! ”

The quaternary hunter has rushed to the side of the purple hunter, one knife slashed towards the purple hunter, this knife with a broken sound and full of power.

“Whoops!”

The purple figure disappears from the spot for a moment.

The knife was cut off from the shadow, but not from nothing. Only a gourd appeared in the shadow, and as the knife fell it was instantly cut open.

“Pā!”

A loud noise broke the gourd, and there was a strong smoke in it, spreading in five colors, instantly towards the surrounding area.

This quaternary hunter, first swept by a five-coloured smoke, his face changed dramatically in an instant and lost its voice: “No, it's a five-coloured poison mist! ”

The five-color poison fog spread at a faster rate than imagined, instantly extending more than a dozen meters away, with those quadruple hunters behind them and several quadruple hunters covered.

“Ah!”

The painful scream of torn hearts and lungs rang at the next moment, only to see the Grade 3 hunter in the fog of poison, his whole body began to crumble in the sight of the naked eye and his body disappeared in smoke.

“It's a poisonous fog. Run! ”

The howl kept ringing, and that was the voice of a fourth-level hunter. They did not die instantly under the pentachrome fog, which is not to say that their strength blocked the fog, but that they instantly swallowed the drug of understanding.

After all, they have been practicing outside for years, encountering all kinds of traps, always carrying several traits of detoxification dan defense.

These five-color poisonous fogs are a lethal threat to quaternary hunters, who naturally carry specialized detoxification dans.

But as the colour of the fog increases, the more powerful the fog will become, and the detoxification can only temporarily help them resist the fog, but not keep them in the fog for long.

So even if you swallow the four quaternary hunters who know the poison dan, they still head outside the fog at this moment, because once the detoxification dan's efficacy decreases, they die.

Even now that they have swallowed Dan medicine, they still feel a little dizzy in the head, the body is not very controlled, and the perception of danger is reduced considerably.

Four people were fleeing, and Purple was in the fog, sensing their direction, and their eyes became apathetic.

As for the third-degree hunters, he ignored them altogether, because once the fog came out, they had no access to the fog unless they were lucky enough.

With a thunderwing strike on his back, Purple rushed toward a Class IV hunter, the poison fog surged, his broken knife in his hand, a black knife arc cut to the head of a Class IV hunter in front.

“Psst!”

The sound of clamour sounded, and the fourth level hunter sensed the crisis and turned around to block the blow.

He looked at Purple and smiled at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, with the help of Purple, his body accelerated towards the rear and quickly reached outside the poison fog.

This poison fog is not only highly toxic, it's even more expensive, and he doesn't believe that this third-degree hunter in front of him will have a double of this kind.

But when he looked at the purple smile, he didn't notice, and Purple smiled at him as well. When you see a black light and you quickly travel through the fog, the moment your body flies backwards, you go straight to your temple.

This strike is when a Class 4 hunter pulls back and relaxes his guard, even if he detects a crisis, he will not be able to effectively defend the flying knife in a short time.

“Pfft!”

Close to the flying knife, without any external defense, the flesh alone cannot stop the blow of the flying knife. As a bloody light collapses, the flying knife completely crosses the temple of a Class IV hunter.

At this moment, the fourth-level hunter's coagulated expression of horror, those eyes no longer saw the purple figure in front of him, and the other party did not know when it had disappeared from his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the same mumbling sound and heard another mumbling sound when the two weapons were blocked, not waiting to guess whether the other party was experiencing the same situation as he had.

Later, his eyes were black, his vitality vanished and his soul dissipated.

The detoxification of Dan also completely disappeared at this time, when the poison fog fell on the body and the skin of the Grade 4 hunter began to smoke and then disappeared.

While the fog was spreading, the screams were still ringing, some third-degree hunters were hiding away, others were contaminated by the fog and scared to retreat, but their bodies were dissipating as they retreated.

These five colors of poisonous fog, stained with a little bit of death.

So in this scream, everyone heard three murmurs of weapons collision, but did not hear three "murmurs" after that.

Only one of the four quadruple hunters escaped.

He escaped from the poison fog, had palpitations on his face, and was equally frightened, except that the third-degree hunter in the district dared to end up with them in this way.

That's right! In his view, if the other party doesn't come out late, it must have died inside.

Because even with a trait of antidote, you can't stay in the fog for long because of the strength of the other level 3 hunter.

But when he was relieved, suddenly he felt a strong crisis strike, he said nothing and the weapon in his hand was blocked to the side.

“Boo!”

A black knife was blocked by his weapon, and the one holding the knife was the third level hunter he thought was dead.

“How is this possible?!” Looking at the indifferent purple, the quaternary hunter's face shocked.

“Whoosh!”

The blade flashes, turns into a cross knife arc, and goes straight to each other, which is the second formula of the nine-pole knife decision.

The quaternary hunter waved his sword block, regressed his shape and avoided the cross knife arc, but his corner was cut off by the knife arc.

This knife is faster than he thought.

“To die! ”

Looking at the broken corners, the Grade 4 hunter's face showed anger, his eyes flashed with killing, directly towards the purple.

At this moment, the five colors of poison fog have not dispersed, and no one knows exactly what happened in the fog. I was just surprised to see the purple flush out of the poison fog, but it didn't die.

At the same time, they wondered why the three quaternary hunters had not come out.

However, it is not acceptable for them to speculate on the results. Purple and quaternary hunters have already begun to collide positively. With the speed brought about by the heavenly lightning wings, and the knife knife knife showdown, Purple has shown a strong offense, and the sharp knife arc is constantly appearing.

And the fourth-level hunter, faced with a purple offense, was actually retreating.

Seeing the battle between the fields, it was clear that the purple of the third level blocked the hunter of the fourth level and temporarily occupied the upper wind.

“Is this purple's greatest strength? ”

In a briefly paused battle, Shield looked over there at the purple of the onslaught, showing shock on his face.

It is indeed difficult to achieve a temporarily higher wind than a superior battle.

Yago was also shocked when several people stood still.

As for their opponents, they also temporarily stopped fighting and looked shocked at the battlefield between levels three and four.

“Awesome! ”

Nearly frightened Lindsay, in constant collision, finally recovered.

He thought they were going to die soon. Who would have thought that the five-color poison fog created by Purple Pearl had actually changed the game, and Purple Pearl was launching a fierce attack on a fourth-level hunter at this moment, seeing that the other party seemed to have nothing to do with fighting.

McButler's eyes are full of praise.

The girl beside her, looking into the purple eyes, is full of intense curiosity, while the bottom of her eyes is also sly.

She's ready to do it because she's already seen that Purple Hill is just a drummer, and once she's exhausted, it's time for the Class 4 hunter to fight back.

Level 3 vs. 4, no chance at all!

In fact, not only do young girls think that, everyone in the room thinks that, in their eyes, Purple will soon exhaust, and the war will soon change.

It was with this in mind that they all overlooked the five-coloured poison fog that had spread from afar and three other quaternary hunters who should have come out of the fog long ago.

“Psst!”

In constant confrontation, Purple was finally exhausted, and the final blow was blocked by the Grade 4 hunter with the sword in his hand.

At this moment, the sword interacts with the knife, while the purple is a force, leaning forward in shape, very close to the quaternary hunter.

His face and forehead were filled with sweat and drops, a sign of exhaustion and drain.

The long sword in the hands of the quaternary hunter was strong, his body leaned forward as well, his back almost on the purple face, coldly said: “You...”

He stopped without finishing his words, his face frightened and horrified, because at this time, the purple opened his mouth, only to see his mouth, the five colors of poison fog was pouring.

“Hoo!”

Deeply holding that breath, at this moment he shouted out with pleasure.