Two red beams of light suddenly erupted when Newman looked at the burning blood.

There was no time to react.

The body, which was burning with blood, was penetrated by the beam.

And the light beam continued unabated, extending a full hundred meters away and piercing through thousands of Yanhuang players.

"This..." Qing Yi's pupils shrank, looking at the figure beside him that was burning with blood and gradually disappearing, he quickly shouted, "Everyone, spread out!"

Seeing everyone disperse, he looked at Newman again, his face full of disbelief.

"You can actually release magic skills?!"

He didn't understand why, even in the crimson state, the opponent's magic skills were more powerful and there was no need to chant.

But in the battle between Newman and Liu Mang, it was always fists and kicks, and no skills were used at all!

However, Newman didn't even bother to explain to Qing Yi and others.

He is very angry now.

Liu Mang cannot be defeated, and he cannot use magic skills on Liu Mang.

This filled him with rage and nowhere to vent it.

In addition, the sound of burning blood reminded Liu Mang just now, causing him to be hit by Liu Mang again.

If it is not in the Crimson Body state that absorbs the magic power of "Thunder Authority", the damage can be converted into magic power reduction.

Otherwise, rely on Liu Mang's high attack power.

I'm afraid that one blow can take him away!

In this way, Newman, who hated the Yanhuang players even more, decided to deal with all the Yanhuang players in the field first.

Even in the final crimson body state, the magic power was exhausted, and he was defeated by Liu Mang and was forced to flee back to the beautiful battlefield.

Then he was out of breath.

Therefore, Newman did not intend to continue to entangle with Liu Mang.

The figure flashed and disappeared into the void again.

Soon, many screams rang out in the camp in the Yanhuang war zone!

"Fuck, this old six!"

The joy that had just arisen from breaking Newman's speed was gone.

Liu Mang looked extremely ugly as he looked at Newman who was slaughtering crazily in his own camp.

"You forced me!"

Liu Mang couldn't do anything to Newman's speed. If the opponent didn't want to fight him, he really had nothing to do with the opponent.

But Newman has a trump card, but Liu Mang doesn’t?

You know, he still has two battle pets that have not been summoned yet!

"Overlord, come out here and beat the shit out of that kid!"

A loud shout.

The Wushuang in Liu Mang's hand immediately spit out a burst of black mist.

The black mist gradually solidified, and soon a figure slowly walked out of the black mist.

He is headless and has a majestic figure. The black lines on his chest outline a ferocious face. He is clearly the patron saint of Chuzhuang.

Overlord’s Double Whip!

Newman is very fast, and even if he summons Xuanwu, he probably won't be able to do anything to the opponent.

Only by facing off against the invincible overlord can Newman be suppressed!

The Overlord just appeared.

A terrifying will to fight spread.

It immediately locked onto Newman's location!

The other party's murderous intention, full of resentment and hatred, was like a guiding light, causing the grimace on the Overlord's chest to emit a weird and weird smile.

The dark fog suddenly rose, and the Overlord's figure mysteriously disappeared into the void.

Just listen to the sound.

When the Overlord appeared again, he actually stood in front of Newman and blocked the opponent's powerful blow!

"What!"

Seeing the Overlord receiving a punch from his own magical torrent, Newman was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it!

This blow was not like that of Liu Mang, it relied entirely on physical strength.

The magic power contained in the edge of his fist has reached the strength of level 9 magic!

However, such a violent punch not only failed to send the opponent away.

Can't even make the Overlord move a step!

How could this not surprise Newman!

"What the hell is this!"

He felt the strength in the opponent's hand increasing, and there was a faint stinging sensation in his clenched right fist.

Newman screamed in surprise, his pupils burst with crimson rays, hitting the Overlord hard.

When the Overlord let go, his body shot back continuously, widening the distance between him and the opponent!

There was no time to see the overlord's condition.

Newman looked at his right hand solemnly.

Only five dark fingerprints appeared on the edge of his right fist, and a faint black mist lingered.

Let’s not talk about the stinging sensation for now.

Newman could feel that the magic power of his explosion was slowly flowing along this mark!

"It's eating away my power!"

Looking at the Overlord's double whip with sweat on his face, Newman was really scared!

He didn't expect that such a monster still existed in the Yanhuang War Zone.

Can swallow the power of killing gods!

However.

Faced with Newman's cowardice, Overlord Double Whip remained unmoved at all.

The grimace on his chest revealed a look of intoxication.

It is enjoying the power of the crimson body state brought out by Newman's resentment and hatred!

Jie Jie's strange laughter echoed throughout the world.

The intoxication on the ghost's face disappeared, and then it was filled with greed and madness!

The Overlord struck the ground with both whips and feet.

The violent earth waves enveloped the sky with black fog, covering the whole day.

It also obscures Newman’s figure!

Everyone looked at the thick fog that filled the battlefield in horror.

Although the battle scene inside could not be clearly seen, there were screams of terror.

But they heard it clearly!

That was the scream from Newman!

"Damn it, I remember you!"

An angry shout was accompanied by a scream, and the black fog suddenly filled the sky.

Then the terrifying crimson color expanded and turned into beams of light, piercing the black fog of the battlefield!

Such a change immediately made everyone watching the battle even more nervous.

The Yanhuang players were holding the weapons in their hands tightly, their faces full of anxiety.

"Whether we win or lose, why doesn't this black fog clear up? I'm so anxious!"

"I guess I won, didn't you hear how tragic Newman's scream was?"

"Not necessarily, right? That boy from the beautiful country has so many tricks up his sleeve. He might even have a back-up plan!"

Newman's previous outbreak killed nearly 20,000 Yanhuang players in an instant.

Everyone saw it clearly and naturally became worried about the situation of the battle.
To be continued...