"Xinghun, you can't lose this game no matter what!" Meng Hao had a calm face and patted Xinghun's shoulder heavily and said.
"I know!" Xinghun also took back his stupid appearance and nodded with a serious face. This game is crucial. Zhuo Tianfeng, Su Chen, and Meng Hao are all eliminated one after another. Once he loses this game, he will lose.
The only one who is close to the top five is Zhuo Tianzhao. In this way, their trip will be in vain. This game can be said to be related to whether they can get a magic weapon.
It concerns your future achievements...
There is absolutely no mistake to be made!
Star Soul had a cluster of eyebrows, and unprecedented sharpness and firmness burst out from his eyes.
Seeing the Star Soul step out and appear silently on the ring, Zhuo Tianzhao, who has been silent, nodded secretly. The serious Star Soul is undoubtedly terrifying. If you want to defeat him who has space teleportation, you will be keen.
He judged his place in advance, or used a large-scale group attack, otherwise it would be difficult to ascend to the sky!
On the other side, Murong Haoran, wearing a tight black outfit, also walked out of the demon voice valley camp with a expressionless face. Although his cultivation is much higher than Star Soul, he must have known that Star Soul's threat to him.
Very big.
Star Soul and Murong Haoran stood forty meters apart. Neither side dared to entice them. Both summoned weapons. Star Soul's weapon was naturally the tyrannical dragon wolf claws that looked like a sickle, while Murong Haoran's weapon was a blue light flowing.
black spear.
"Huh?" Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but feel shocked. With such a strong wind-type energy fluctuation, there was at least one emperor-level wind integrated on the spear.
Soul-based cores, Moyin Valley is indeed quite good as a top sect.
When the old man in purple announced the start of the game, neither side launched a rash attack, especially Murong Haoran, who looked at Xinghun with a distant face, and the meaning seemed to be saying, come and attack, as long as you don't move,
I promise I won't move, and I'll see who can consume it.
If you are patient, the Star Soul, who is eager to win, is obviously not as good as Murong Haoran. So after a moment of stalemate, the Star Soul moved first.
The space was slightly waving, and the star soul figure disappeared silently.
Seeing this, Murong Haoran slowly closed his eyes. If he wanted to find the traces of Star Soul, it would be absolutely impossible to rely on his eyes. He had to pay close attention to the flow of air around him with his strong perception.
“Here!”
Murong Haoran's ears moved, his eyes suddenly opened, and the black spear poked out like a dragon coming out of a hole.
Not moving like a mountain, invasion like fire!
The tip of the gun brought a wave of terrifying space vortexes toward the slightly wafting space in the upper left.
bite!
The figure of Star Soul appeared. While knocking the spear with one knife, the body rotated in the air for several weeks, but suddenly lost balance.
"drink!"
How could Murong Haoran miss such a great opportunity? The spear came out again and stabbed Xinghun’s chest as fast as thunder.
Buzz!
The space wafted again, and the spear penetrated the chest of the star soul, and the afterimage dissipated.
laugh!
The fierce wind came from behind, and Murong Haoran's face changed. It was too fast. He obviously did not expect that the space teleportation cooling time of Star Soul would be so short.
Bang!
Murong Haoran released an energy shield as soon as possible, and the sickle slashed on the blue shield. After the latter was beaten, a gap was cut by the sickle with the power of space.
But with such a moment of buffering, Murong Haoran's body flashed and had already drawn several meters forward, barely avoiding the attack that Xinghun was determined to win.
Murong Hao then felt a chill on his back. If he had hesitated for a moment, the sharp sickle with the power of terrifying space was probably broken through the energy shield and chopped him to the ground. What a terrifying space boy! Murong Haoran's face was
Becoming more solemn.
Xinghun also had a little surprise in his eyes. The other party was able to find his place in advance, which was completely beyond his expectations. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been stabbed into a bloody hole by the other party in one move.
He raised his left hand and pointed it out. A slight ripples appeared in the space. Then an invisible space finger with terrifying penetration shot towards Murong Haoran.
"snort!"
Murong Haoran held the gun in one hand, and when his arm turned, a blue wind-type energy burst out from the tip of the gun, and then prepared to collide with the space finger.
Bang!
The two energy dissipates at the same time.
Huh!
The black spear was raised above Murong Haoran. As his fingers were tugged, a strong wind whistled. The spear turned faster and faster, and it was dancing into a green hot wheel.
The airflow around the space was driven by the hot wheels, and Murong Haoran's space wind blade was filled with a radius of five meters, and a huge whirlwind followed suit.
"Huh?" Xinghun's eyebrows were puzzled. Yes, now the space airflow around Murong Haoran has been completely disrupted, and he cannot use space teleportation to get close to him. But as long as he does not move, then what he does
It's useless work, and in the end it's just a waste of soul power. Murong Haoran couldn't not know about this, but why did he still do this?
Xinghun did not dare to be careless, stared at Murong Haoran, waiting for the other party's next move.
Huh!
Murong Haoran's spear turned and he danced his spear forward and waved it hard. The terrifying whirlwind with a radius of five meters suddenly swept towards the Star Soul.
"Is it useful?" Xinghun frowned, still quite confused. He easily avoided using space teleportation.
Bang!
Hissing!
However, to Xinghun's surprise, just as he used space teleportation, the huge whirlwind suddenly burst out, and countless wind blades with amazing cutting power were tearing towards all directions like a blocking the sky and the sun.
It split and covered the range, covering almost half of the arena. This move is similar to the Fengjuan Canyun that Su Chen had used before.
The figure of Star Soul had just appeared silently thirty meters away, but suddenly it was attacked by a series of wind blades like storms. The wind blades in the sky almost made him unable to hide.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The energy shield was released as soon as possible. After the Star Soul swung his knife to block more than ten wind blades, he immediately used the space teleportation that had just passed the cooling time and returned to the place where he left, because there was a whirlwind burst.
The center is also the only place that is not covered by the wind blade now.
However, the lack of wind blade does not mean there is no danger. On the contrary, Xinghun's subconscious action happened to fall into Murong Haoran's calculations.
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Murong Haoran, who had been waiting for an opportunity to stand beside him, suddenly stabbed out like a black dragon storm in the sea and a storm of waves.
Xinghun's face changed drastically, and his sickle flew, making a sharp roar that tore through the air. Regardless of the numbness from his hands, the gun shadow, which was as dense as pear blossoms, was blocked.
"Take my trick!"
Murong Haoran suddenly shouted, and a little under his feet rushed towards Xinghun like lightning. The spear in his hand was revolving around, like a curled black dragon, forcibly knocking away the roaring sickle and flew into Xinghun's chest.
call!
The gun rod hit the chest across Xinghun, but unfortunately, it was only a afterimage that passed through.
"Damn it, it's just a little bit!" Murong Haoran cursed viciously. If he was swept just now, the Star Soul would definitely be directly bombarded out of the ring, but he didn't expect that it would be a coincidence that the other party's space teleportation cooling time was just right
It's here again.
"Tough guy!"
Tens of meters away, Xinghun's chest was not helping to fluctuate, and he was breathing heavily. In those few fights just now, he was in danger every time. In order to avoid the sharp wind blades and gun shadows, he made his spirit and
** Both fell into a high degree of fatigue.
"You have to think of a way, otherwise you will definitely lose if you continue like this!" He calmed down and Xinghun's mind began to turn.
"Brother Tianzhao, the situation of Xinghun doesn't seem to be very good?" Looking at Xinghun who was so tired on the stage that he was slightly hunched, Su Chen looked worried.
"That's not necessarily. Unless Murong Haoran has other soul skills, the star soul with space teleportation can at least be invincible before its soul power is exhausted." Zhuo Tianzhao said with a faint smile.
"Although judging from the current situation, Xinghun's chance of winning is indeed relatively low, that kid has many ideas in his mind. Murong Haoran has plotted against him and did not think about it, but it doesn't look like his style!"
"Although that's what I said, but..."
"Su Chen!" Meng Hao, who was standing beside him, interrupted Su Chen's words and shook his head gently, "It's useless to worry about you now. All we can do is believe him!"
"Okay!" Su Chen sighed helplessly with a broken face.
clang!
"Oh, I'm so tired!"
On the ring, under the gaze of dumbfounded eyes, Xinghun threw the sickle and then sat down on the ground, stretched and yawned.
"What plane does this guy have?"
Everyone's mind was confused about Xinghun's actions, and Zhuo Tianzhao, Su Chen and Meng Hao laughed when they saw this. Although they didn't know what Xinghun was going to do,
Generally, in this case, this kid must have made some bad ideas again.
Seeing that Star Soul was on the ground without any warning, Murong Haoran hesitated instead, because he couldn't figure out what Star Soul was going to do.
"Hey, I said, buddy, are you going to fight? Why are you standing there stupidly? Just admit defeat if you don't fight!" Xinghun shouted seriously at Murong Haoran in the distance.
"..." Murong Haoran was so depressed that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood. Is it because you didn't want to hit me or I didn't want to hit me? It was obviously because you were on the ground that you couldn't get up.
"Okay, it's better to have a rest. Anyway, your cultivation is higher than mine. The longer you delay, the more you are embarrassed, it's you, not me!" Xinghun beat him up, and he was playing a scoundrel, and he wanted to talk about this verbal
When he calls him second, no one dares to be the first.