He could not break this purple magic barrier with a single blow, and his heart was suddenly shocked, followed by the dark red light emerging from the huge sword in the hand of God!

"Spike burst!" Wu Shen screamed sharply, and the magical barriers of Leng Yufei's poem were violently stirred by the spurs of the storm, and the purple color on the surface quickly dimmed.

A "bang" made a loud noise, and the magical barrier exploded, but when the flames exploded, they swallowed up in all directions in an instant, but the gods could not stand back. The giant sword was like lightning, and a cold rain rang out in the crazy firelight. Fei Shi snorted

—2000 damage value flew out but saw the giant sword blocked by Leng Yufei's poem with a staff, but the terror power it emitted still shocked except for two thousand points of damage, but this damage must also be deducted from the shield to offset part of the damage. Not so high, but interrupted the magic that Leng Yufei was preparing.

"Hum--" Begern snorted slightly, backing up. The strong man in front of him had his hands closed, thick fog rolled over, and a terrible sound was heard.

"This trick solves you!"

Countless **** mists rolled around him, and soon a phantom of a huge **** warrior up to five meters in height. The warrior held a huge sword about three meters long, and his body was covered in blood. Helmet. From the eyes of the helmet, you can see that the eyes are glittering with blood.

"Critical blood strike!"

The whole man rushed up with a violent drink, and the sword in his hand was lifted up and then waved. The virtual shadow on the body also made the same action. The sword was volleyed, and the air created black cracks, giving people an unmatched force. .

"Poisonous Dragon!" Leng Yufei poem calmly gave a deep drink, but saw a magical purple dragon appearing on the ground rushing out, the mouth of the dragon was widened, and a purple dragon breath spurted out, the speed of the dragon breath was fast. Suddenly he was caught by the dragon's breath and his head was covered with a face. A howl reminded him. Suddenly he fell to the ground, the sword fell to the ground, and the phantom of the Scarlet Warrior was also broken. But the flesh has completely rotten sour only one hand to the bone, the body armor also appears more or less corroded.

Several priests of the death **** immediately came to heal the **** of revenge, and the light of regenerative technology shone in his hands, and his hands began to recover slowly.

Rose Night players immediately cheered: "Okay! Beautiful!"

"President, you are great!"

"Long live Rose!"

...

Leng Yufei poetry returned to his team, and after the treatment was completed, the God of God folded up the huge sword that fell on the ground expressionlessly and walked back to the team, but no one blame him, this is not a life-and-death fight, he lost The reason is that he was agitated, breaking the magical barriers of Leng Yufei's poems and interrupting the opponent's magic to gain a huge advantage. He wanted to use his advantage to defeat his opponent and lose the calmness of the game.

Dragon Soul Xiaofeng said: "The aftermath of tears tears you to play the second game, and you must win a morale of my army."

Seeing a man with a height of about eighteen meters, he wore a set of indigo-colored, thick, heavy armor, carrying a black lance, which had blood lines on his black lance, exuding a sense of killing.

"Leave it to me!" I saw a medium-sized, streamlined set of beautiful gray metal armor with a long sword in his hand. One of the masters of the roses disappeared.

I gave each other a gift, and as soon as the two started to swim, they were afraid to take it lightly. I immediately scanned the information of the two, first the player named Death Shadow Tears and then the clouds disappeared.

Level 150, Shadow Knight, Equipment: Wujin Bloodprint Gun (Platinum), Thunder Mighty Armor (Diamond Crystal), Other unknown.

Level 153, Sky Sword Master, Equipment: Skywalker's Blade (Diamond Crystal), Gray Cloud Battlegear (Dark Gold), Shuttle's Footprint (Platinum), others unknown.

Death is never short of people. This sentence is used to describe a lot of masters of the blade of death. Today I saw that it is true. Hidden occupations are almost Chinese cabbage. Then, if there are no more than a dozen super guilds like Death, Hidden occupations are a bit unbelievable.

After the two sides looked at each other for a while, Afterimage Tears took the lead in launching the attack. Both sides did not control the mount. Perhaps they did not intend to use the mount at first. Holding the Skywalker's blade obliquely, he uttered a "swipe", and the two weapons touched slightly. The player named Can Ying Tears was more powerful than Yan Xiaoyun, and a single blow pushed Yan Xiaoyun San back several steps.

He quickly stabilized his body and began to run away. Yan Xiaoyun San ’s attack methods were mainly sword gas. He was good at mid-range and long-distance combat. The melee was against him, but the tears of tears continued to approach Yan Xiaoyun with a long gun. Fighting against himself, Yan Xiaoyun dispersed while waving his sword, and the swords flew out, the momentum was very amazing.

This battle was very weird, and the two of them did not dare to use various skills casually, otherwise, once the skills were out, they might shatter or destroy the surrounding things, and the circle was small and could not be used at all. As a result, the two sides battled J 'In less than half a minute, they took a real blow from each other.

Yan Xiaoyun San knew that the melee was not the opponent of the opponent, so he began to fly kites with the opponent, and the sword air flew out. Although the shadow of tears continued to avoid by relying on the position, it was inevitable that he was hit in the dense sword air group. He was about to be killed by flying a kite, and when he saw his eyes turn around when the smoke disappeared and the sword was blown again, this time he didn't hide from a sudden dwarf, and even rolled on the spot while reading a string of spells in his mouth, see The spear in his hand flew out. The speed was dazzling. The smoke disappeared and was instantly penetrated by the spear, and was nailed to the ground by a few meters.

Yan Xiaoyun San held the handle with both hands and tried to pull it out, but he did not expect the gun to be pulled out like he was on his body. At the same time, tears of tears had already stood up, and a two-handed sword appeared in his hand. Yan Xiaoyun San is no longer struggling. In this state, he can't avoid the opponent's next skill at all, and he is immortal when he is hit.

"Stop-" Someone immediately drank, followed by the spear and was recovered by tears in tears.

The second death was won, and the two sides tied one by one.

Afterimage shed tears and swelled morale. At this moment, one person walked to Long Hun Xiaofeng and said a few words. Long Hun Xiaofeng nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then you go to play the third game."

One person embarked on the man in a turquoise magic robe with a whole body dressed neatly, and a staff was shining brightly. The whole person looked light and elegant, not at all like an imposing man.

This person was very polite: "On the downwind, who would like to fight me!"

"Let the little girl come to accompany you." Erika walked forward in a spirited spirit, and her Fakai was also refurbished. Although the refurbishment was originally conservative, Fakai can no longer be exposed. It is exposed, especially the front chest is round and towering, the gully is exposed more than half, the hips are prying up tall and incredibly hot, and many players are beating at the first sight.

When the weathervane saw that the other party actually sent a woman out, she was very dissatisfied, holding her hands and saying, "I never hit a woman."

Erica Jiao laughed: "I often hit men."

The vane's eyes twitched and calmed down after a twitch. "Beauty though I don't like hitting women, I like to spoil women!"

Erica wasn't angry, she laughed again and said, "Okay! Okay! Please abuse! Please destroy! Wax dripping wax !!!" The weathervane with this expression was as green as his own magic robe.

As the guest referee shouted: "Start!"

As soon as the words fell, Erica took the lead in unfolding the magic book, and the other hand pushed out an ice hockey. The weather vane saw her shot, but he did not neglect. He jumped up and twirled and dodged.

Who knew this was just a trick, the wind vane jumped, Erika opened her arms fiercely and whispered: "Death Ice Cube!" I saw four white hexagonal ice cubes appearing beside the weather vane. He knew immediately Unfortunately, he hasn't waited for his response.

A "snap" blast, four ice cubes hit the weather vane from head to toe at the same time, and all of them were frozen in it. Then, with a hand held up by Elika, a cold air in the sky gathered into a five-meter-long giant ice skate. The ice skate fell sharply on the vane's head and fell off!

—The damage value of 15000 was immediately blasted apart by the shaking ice cube, and the weather vane fell to the ground. The “wind” — the wind vane on the ground turned up in a rage, raised the staff, and was suddenly shocked. Feeling that several ice guns fell in the sky, it was just right to set him up, and the last one floated, the tip of the gun pointed at the wind vane's throat.

Erica Mei laughed: "Handsome guy, you lost!"

"You!" The weathervane was obviously unwilling, but there was no way. The other party just pricked his throat and pierced his throat.

In the third game, we were taken down. Thousands of dragon teeth players cheered in unison, sounding that shocking, deadly face for a while, Erica lifted the magic, and the weather vane was cured. Dragon Soul Xiaofeng gave him a stern glance and said nothing. The weathervane player ducked his head into the crowd.

In addition to his failure to underestimate the enemy, of course, Elica is cunning, which is exactly the reason: it is not the "national army" that blame the "communist army" for being too cunning without trying!

The man was dejected, and Erica was very excited. Turn around and blow kisses towards everyone. A group of male players screamed wildly.

Next, the death side sent another master. This man's strength is terrible. He wants to get back to the wind vane of the previous defeat. This man is a 149-level arcanist, and the arcanist is among the three major transferers of magic. The most unpopular, even in the whole profession, this profession is also the most unpopular, because the system will not send the magician's life-saving flash skills after the transfer, which greatly reduces the professional mobility, coupled with the lack of gorgeous moves, although modified, deleted The original skills have been added. Some of the AOE skills and control skills have low attack power. Even if the skills have changed, there are not many players in this profession. We are shooting an unknown name, mainly in the previous period. In the circle, look at the opponent ’s strength, and learn that the opponent ’s strength is very terrible, and the various arcane skills are used in the fire. Our little boy has been abused by the opponent for a while.

The two sides became two to two. Don't look at the score being tied, but now the situation on the death side is not good. Although there are many masters on the death side, the real first-rate masters have been exhausted. Are there any people on our side, Dragon Soul Xiao Feng knew that this competition was not so good. Take the front road: "Let me go into battle in the fifth game! I hope the beast **** will fight you ~!"

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