In the third battle, Leng Yun exhausted all kinds of methods, but was unable to lock the scorpion's walking, and was finally attacked by the scorpion. A set of combos, which directly broke the shield, cleared his life, and kicked out of the field.

At this point, the top three camps have emerged.

Zhang Mu, Ye Qianqiu, and Scorpion.

According to the rules of the competition, the three need to fight two by two. In the end, they will pass the record and choose the first, second and third place. The competitive competition involving the whole people is finally coming to an end. The next few battles determine the ownership of the champion.

The finals are about to begin. There are three games in this round.

In the first game, Huang Quan's mercenary, Zhang Mu-Lone Wolf mercenary, Ye Qianqiu.

In the second game, Huang Quan mercenaries, Zhang Mu-Huang Quan mercenaries, Scorpions.

Game three, Lone Wolf Mercenary, Ye Qianqiu-Huang Quan Mercenary, Scorpion.

In fact, of the three battles, only the first had suspense. As for the other two, if nothing unexpected happened, the Scorpion would lose. Although the three are masters of the same level, it is only in the arena that the Scorpion cannot play the real power of the killer, and it is at a disadvantage in terms of skills. If it wants to compete with Zhang Mu or Ye Qianqiu, it is inferior. As long as the first game is decided, the top three can be basically determined.

Ye Qianqiu was sitting in the auditorium with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, full of intense warfare, "Finally wait for a moment to compete!"

Cheng Bo said with a smile: "No one in the world can stop the ghost gun, even if Zhang Mu has a few brushes, he can't compare with you."

Ye Qianqiu said lightly, "I don't want to be completely dominated by the will of ghosts and gods. I will end the battle before being completely demonized and defeat him with my own consciousness!"

...

Zhang Mu on the other side is ready for battle. He knows the power of ghost guns, and the only chance of success lies in [Blessing of Heaven], which is also a level A skill. This skill was upgraded to LV4 by Zhang Mu, the invincible time increased to 2.5 seconds, and the increase in all attributes reached 50%. The boost effect is maintained for 240 seconds and the cooldown is reduced to 51 minutes.

A-level skills [Ghost and God Change], let people get the power of ghosts and gods, and thus become extremely powerful. But the power of ghosts and gods is reflected in multiple attacks, and the increase in its own attributes may not be as high as [Blessing of the Gods]. In addition, the blessing of the Gods can bring precious invincible time, which is an important element to counter Ye Qianqiu.

Lin Caiyan said: "Wood is going to play soon, do you think of a tactic?"

Zhang Muqi calmly said, "Ghosts and gods can't be broken, and Ye Qianqiu's skills are not under me, so there are no tactics to speak of, and each has its own strength!"

Du Rongrong persisted: "No, you must win!"

Yang Yi shouted, "Yeah, avenge me and Lao Hei!"

Zhang Mu did not mention the first place in the past. He didn't score in the top ten, but now he has the ability and ability to compete for the first place. In fact, at this step, Zhang Mu has been very satisfied. Even if he can't beat Ye Qianqiu, it is a bit regrettable, and he won't be too concerned and persistent. Ye Qianqiu is not a human at all.

The rest time passed quickly.

"Come on, wood!"

"Hit him!"

"Boss come on!"

"..."

In the shouts and applause of the mercenaries, Zhang Mu was teleported to the arena. On the other side of the arena, holding an eight-foot silver gun, Ye Qianqiu stood proudly. His eyes were no longer cold, but full of fanaticism and Endless warfare. Zhang Mu is too familiar with this kind of gaze. It is a determination to put glory and conviction at one's own expense, and even to set aside life.

This is one of the most terrifying fighters, and it can be tricky if you stand at your opponent's or enemy's point of view. Ye Qianqiu's beliefs and mentality are incomprehensible to ordinary people. In order to pursue personal strength, he is even willing to give up everything, affection, friendship, love, and even life.

Zhang Mu took out his sword, took a deep breath, stared at Ye Qianqiu and said, "Come on."

"when!"

The bell of the competition was ringing.

Ye Qianqiu lifted the spear, holding the tail with his left hand, and holding the body with his right hand. The spear pointed towards the rear, jumped high, and slammed the ground hard. The ground was broken apart, an energy like a dragon, constantly rising and falling on the ground, attacking Zhang Mu at super fast speed.

Zhang Mu's pupils shrank, and they jumped across the attack area in an instant. During the high-speed movement, a whirlwind sword air was split. The strong sword air cut a semi-circular trajectory and attacked Ye Qianqiu without mercy. Zhang Mu slid out a hundred meters at high speed, leaped leaping, and struck by eagles, followed behind Jianqi, and then attacked Ye Qianqiu.

"Good job!"

The long gun in Ye Qianqiu's hand trembled, as if he could feel the master's warfare. He clenched the gun body with both hands and stabbed towards the whirlwind. This gun gives people a kind of infinite power that can be broken even with thousands of troops in front. It is really the attacking skill of gunfighting-breaking the army!

The gun blade stabbed on the whirlwind sword qi, and even torn the whirlwind sword qi from the middle. Ye Qianqiu had been attacked by the pervasive spirit in the overshoot. The armor was torn and injured five or six places. Minor injuries, Ye Qianqiu didn't care. The spear pierced the sword's air, and the power was undiminished, just to meet Zhang Mu, who rushed over with the eagle strike.

The audience seemed to see the illusion at this moment.

The confrontation is not two people at all!

It is a goshawk flying for nine days!

Is a lone wolf going forward!

Zhang Mu's two swords were cut on the gun body at the same time, and two violent forces collided fiercely. After all, Zhang Mu used combination skills, and his power increased exponentially. Ye Qianqiu's breaking force was arrogant, but when he broke the sword, it was weakened. Where can he continue to break the eagle attack?

Ye Qianqiu was thrown high like a sack, and fell heavily on the ground, then rolled out more than ten meters away, reducing his health by nearly 20%!

"it is good!"

Tide-like applause and applause sounded all around.

Ye Qianqiu hit a few rolls, stood up again, inserted his gun into the ground to stop the momentum of the backward movement. He was injured, and the injured beast was even more dangerous. "Hahaha ... happy!" Ye Qianqiu was injured in many places. , The flesh of his hands is cracked, the blood is in DC, but like a madman, he laughs more and more, "It really didn't disappoint me, you deserve to be my opponent, deserve to be my opponent!"

Zhang Mu's hands also bleed with his sword. The ranger's physique is definitely better than no gunfight. It was Zhang Mu who won the battle. It was just a strong impact, or Zhang Mu suffered some injuries.

Ye Qianqiu stood up again, and that loss of life was nothing. Ye Qianqiu's zealous fighting intentions. Only when he encounters a strong enemy, he will have such emotions. He is eager to fight, and he is going to fight with someone who can be called an opponent. The whole dawn camp, except Zhang Mu, I am afraid never again Can't find a second one!

"It's just starting now!"

"Happy to be accompanied!"

"Ghost change!"

Ye Qianqiu opened his eyes again, his eyes turned into a purple-black, turbulent dark atmosphere, diffused from his body, the sound of ghost crying, permeating the audience. The cold and cold atmosphere had a strong contagious effect, and even caused Zhang Mu to have some hallucinations. He smelled a thick **** smell, as if he was in a slaughterhouse with blood flowing and corpses running wild.

Ye Qianqiu's enchantment surrounded him and became more and more embarrassed. His whole body was shrouded in a terrible shadow, like a ghost and **** walking out of another world, bringing destruction and killing. The power of Ghost Change will vary from person to person. Ye Qianqiu, a man with a brain full of fighting, can only exert the power of Ghost Change.

Zhang Mu's brows were getting more and more frowning. He wasn't the one who had not dealt with the ghost gun Ye Qianqiu, but Zhang Mu from the previous life had never been in the hands of the ghost deified Ye Qianqiu. Ghosts and gods have become too powerful, even if they only practice to the fourth level, that is not something their peers can resist.

"coming!"

Ye Qianqiu shouted.

Zhang Mu hastily chopped off a sword gas. As a result, Ye Qianqiu shook his figure and flashed out of the field of vision. The speed was nearly twice as fast as before, and Jian Qi did not even touch the clothing angle. Instead of directly attacking, Ye Qianqiu shuttled around like ghosts, crying and laughing, coming from all directions.

Ye Qianqiu's speed is really too fast. Wherever he walks, the lingering magic qi stays in the air and slowly diffuses, like a thin layer of mist. Not only will it affect the field of vision, but the cold and cold breath will make people feel uneasy and stimulate the deepest original fear in the heart.

"You haven't done anything yet?"

Ye Qianqiu roared like a beast.

"Why so urgent?"

Zhang Mu watched vigilantly, trying to capture Ye Qianqiu's figure, and suddenly a shriek sounded from behind. Ye Qianqiu's figure appeared behind his skin, his skin had been coated with black, at twice the speed, and a hundred times crazy, rushing Here, holding the gun in both hands, one swept towards Zhang Mu and attacked.

Thunder can't resist yet, how can Zhang Mu dare to take it? Immediately moved half a meter later, the gun blade swept across in front of the enemy, and two black afterimages followed. Although he did not hit Zhang Mu, the high-speed dance gun produced arrogance, and he cut Zhang Mu's breastplate. Open one.

Ye Qianqiu was completely unrecognizable. Her hair stood upside down, her eyes turned completely purple, and a lot of magic patterns appeared on Ye Qianqiu's face like tattoos. When he missed a blow, he burst into laughter three times, took a step forward with his right leg, raised his spear with his hands and raised it over his head, and shot at Zhang Mu.

"Oops, can't escape!"

Zhang Mu brazenly lifted his sword to resist, and his spear hit the blade. Zhang Mu's bones were rattling, and two afterimages fell on it. Zhang Mu's feet sank a few inches around him. The stone ground was all shattered.

"puff!"

Zhang Mu's double swords danced in a violent wind and chopped wildly, and Ye Qianqiu was chopped off. The five sword lights were easily blocked, Zhang Mu stabbed another stormy sword, Ye Qianqiu's body flickered, and he hid quickly.

"Gun stabs!"

Ye Qianqiu stabbed three times, generating six afterimages, causing a total of nine attacks.

Zhang Mu's sword was worthy to block the four-stab attack, and Wudao's shadows were tied five times between his chest and abdomen. Zhang Mu's life was reduced by half, and his back was exited several meters away. Ye Qianqiu's stabbing is equivalent to three stabbings. No matter how fast Zhang Mu is, he cannot keep up.

Fortunately, the wounds were not too deep. They were protected by the armor and did not cause much damage to the body.

(Thanks in fact for my generous reward!)