A violent wind sounded in my ears. Before my fist arrived, the fist wind came first.
The sharp fist wind blew the green mage robe close to the surface of the skin. Zhang Yunfeng could even clearly feel the fist wind blowing on his face, like a cold knife, blowing his face hot and painful.
. He tried his best to control the mental chip in his brain area, trying to release magic to block the attack of the man in the gray robe, but then he gave up with a wry smile in his heart.
No matter how much he mobilizes, the power in his body seems to be completely sealed. Even if he can clearly feel his power, he cannot use even a trace of true energy and mental power. He looks ahead and get more and more
With the purple fist shadow near, Zhang Yunfeng felt anxious and secretly anxious; "It's only two minutes away, damn it!"
Looking at Zhang Yunfeng who was close to him and was completely trapped by the Great Prophecy, the man in the gray robe was not worried that he could dodge his punch, and his speed increased again, and in an instant he had arrived in front of Zhang Yunfeng.
At this time, the hat attached to his head had been blown away by the strong wind, revealing a thin and cold old face. The hideous look on the face of the old man in gray robe was undoubtedly revealed, and he shouted sadly, "Crazy Lion Fist!"
The fighting spirit in his body was raised violently, and the dazzling light burst out from the lifted right fist, instantly forming a ferocious lion's head surrounding the gray-robed man's right fist.
The lion's head condensed from purple Dou Qi all over is lifelike, and the lion's mane formed by Dou Qi is swaying in the wind, which is extremely imposing. The hideous lion's head suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing the sharp teeth condensed from Dou Qi, thinking directly about Zhang Yunfeng
bite off the head.
"Young Master, be careful!" While leading a group of subordinates to fight against the opponent's masters, Roger glanced at the corner of his eyes and suddenly saw the danger on Zhang Yunfeng's side, and couldn't help but exclaim. At the same time, he exerted force under his feet to avoid the opponent's piercing his chest.
He did not take advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's empty door to launch a counterattack, but he swung his sword to force the enemy to retreat. He immediately snatched his body and quickly left the combat circle, intending to return to help Zhang Yunfeng who was facing danger.
"If you want to leave, stay for me," Before Roger could take a few steps, the man in black who had attacked him had just stepped on him, and with the fighting spirit that was one level higher than Roger, he dragged Roger tightly.
, swear not to let Roger return to the rescue smoothly.
"Damn it!" Roger cursed inwardly, turned around like lightning, and his sword crossed, resisting the sword that was slashed by the other party.
"Dingdeng!"
As the sword blades intersected, Roger couldn't help but take three steps back before dissipating the opponent's attack.
He looked at Zhang Yunfeng not far away with anxiety. Roger was anxious and was about to continue to approach there, but the enemy's man in black did not let Roger do it, and he relied on his slightly better cultivation.
The idea of letting Roger return to help Zhang Yunfeng was completely miscarried, forcing him to calm down and fight with the other party.
"Swish swish swish swish!!"
Ten shrill low sounds suddenly sounded, and ten cold bullets roared out of the dark gun chamber and shot towards the old man in gray robe.
"A little trick of carving insects!" Perhaps because he noticed the feeling of being locked, the old man in gray robe continued to look at the direction of Nicole and other elf sabers, and shouted in a low voice.
The body did not dodge or avoid, deepened the fighting spirit of the Dou Qi armor outside the body. The Dou Qi armor that originally covered the upper body suddenly extended, instantly completely protecting the whole body of the old man with gray robe. Even a company was added on his head.
The face mask peeping only had two eyes free. The old man in the gray robe had already made up his mind to resist the attacks of the elf shooters by relying on his own armor of fighting skills.
The speed of the bullet is definitely not as fast as the old man in the gray robe. The sword saint, who came first, instantly hit the weak points of the old man in the gray robe, knees, spine, head, and neck, all of which are the targets of the elf archers.
"Dangdangdang!"
The cold and sharp bullets shot onto the old man with gray robe, completely blocked by his Fighting Aura Armor, making a crisp sound of swords and halberds. The power of the magic sniper rifle is quite amazing, and the bullets fall on the Fighting Aura Armor
The upper actually knocked the purple Dou Qi armor on the old man in gray robe to the point of sunken.
But that's all. This round of shooting by the elf shooter did not cause any damage to the old man in gray robe, even if it was blocked, it would not work.
Seeing his attack, how could it be easily resolved by the other party? Nicole was secretly anxious, and his little hand holding the gun handle trembled slightly. Her teeth bit her, Qingli's eyes contracted, and she wanted to lock in the old man in the gray robe to continue to launch the
Two *** momentum.
But when she looked up, she was shocked to find that the distance between the old man in the gray robe and Zhang Yunfeng was less than half a meter. Even if she attacked again, it would be useless and it would be impossible to relieve the danger of her young master.
"No!!" Nicole let out a heart-wrenching cry. She would never forget that it was Zhang Yunfeng who rescued her from the evil slave traders. He gave her a second rebirth. He gave her a gift.
Everything she has now, but she couldn't help him at all when he was at the most dangerous moment.
"Die it! Pagan!" The hideous lion head on his right fist opened his bloody mouth, intending to swallow Zhang Yunfeng's head in one bite. The old man in gray robe looked extremely ferocious and shouted sinisterly.
"Damn it, it's just a little bit short!" Feeling the pressure on him around him, getting smaller and smaller, Zhang Yunfeng could already sense that the seal of the Great Prophecy of the Suppression Spell put on him was falling rapidly.
, but before he could recover his freedom, the old man in the gray robe had already arrived.
But just as the old man in the gray robe attacked Zhang Yunfeng, a blue light as pure as the blue sky, sprinting across the gap, penetrated horizontally between the old man in the gray robe and Zhang Yunfeng.
"puff!"
The magnificent Crazy Lion Fist of the old man in the gray robe directly hit the blue light figure. A low cry of writh came from the light and shadow, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out from the blue light, completely spraying on Zhang Yunfeng's body.
At the same time, the blue light and shadow were also under the punch of the old man in gray robe. His body fell directly at Zhang Yunfeng's feet like a kite with broken strings.
The green mage robe was covered with bright red blood mist, which became particularly shrill, but Zhang Yunfeng no longer had the intention to worry about the blood on his body at this time. His eyes were already stared at by the beauty lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
At this time, the light on the blue light ball had dissipated, revealing the true face of the master Lushan. Although her face had become pale due to a lot of blood loss, there were still shocking blood marks on the corners of her mouth, which made it difficult to see her clearly.
The appearance.
But Zhang Yunfeng could still clearly identify the appearance of the person on the ground, which was a youthful and beautiful, charming and squeamish face...
“……”
Looking at the jade man lying in a pool of blood, Zhang Yunfeng's heart felt as if someone had hit him hard with a heavy hammer, and his brain became dull on the spot!
The next moment, a sad feeling suddenly surged into his heart. Zhang Yunfeng's dark pupils were already filled with water. His body struggled violently, trying to help the jade man on the ground up.
It's a pity that he is now staring at by the Great Prophecy Technique, and can only watch Ai Qier lying in his heart; "Why, why do you do what you do, why are you so stupid
!”
Perhaps feeling Zhang Yunfeng's gaze, Ai Qier, who was lying in a pool of blood, struggled to turn her head and looked at Zhang Yunfeng who was as steady as a wooden stake in front of her. She was about to speak, but before she could say a word, a blood suddenly burst out from her internal organs.
As it poured out along her throat, Ai Qier whimpered and coughed weakly. All she coughed out was a mouthful of dazzling blood.
Looking at Ai Qier who frowned and vomited blood with pain, Zhang Yunfeng's heart was as if his most important thing had been destroyed. His heart seemed to have been cut by someone.
Come to the death.
At this time, Ai Qier finally vomited out the blood blocked in her chest, coughed a few times, and her gentle eyes fell on Zhang Yunfeng, and said weakly, "Ahem! Brother Yunfeng... as long as... you
...It's okay...I...just...let..."
Before he could finish a sentence, Ai Qier, who had been deeply injured, had already fallen into a coma.
"No!!" Zhang Yunfeng's heart was shocked and his heart cried wildly.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you have such a beauty who is willing to stop you from death. This judge really envies me! Unfortunately, such a stunning beauty died like this, which is really a pity." He walked to Zhang Yunfeng's face
The old man in gray robe casually glanced at Ai Qier who was already in a coma on the ground, and said to Zhang Yunfeng with a sinister smile, "But you don't have to be too sad, because you will be able to reunite in the underworld soon, but no one will come to take care of him this time.
If you block the move, let this judge send you on your way."
As he spoke, five shrill cold lights flashed from his right palm. The man in the gray robe turned into a knife. The thick sword saint fighting spirit condensed on his hand, condensed into a purple blade, and slashed straight down towards Zhang Yunfeng's neck.
"Gather your mother, Xiao Jiujiu, deal with him!" Zhang Yunfeng shouted loudly!
A white light suddenly flew out from the computer bracelet on his wrist and floated at the point where the old man in gray robe attacked.
The white light dissipated, and a small and lovely pet dog was staring coldly at the old man in gray robe in front of him with a chill look on his face.
"Dare to hurt my master, die!" Xiao Jiujiu said coldly at the old man in gray robe. Two invisible lights were like two sharp swords, and suddenly flew out from Xiao Jiujiu's black eyes and shot towards him.
The old man in gray robe in front of him.
"Spoken people's words! You are a holy beast!" The old man in gray robe changed his face, and his figure quickly flew out to the back, directly opening the distance between him and Xiao Jiujiu, looking at the floating in front of Zhang Yunfeng with fear on his face.
White pet dog.
Because Xiao Jiujiu spoke the dialect of the Augs continent, the old man in gray robe could hear clearly what it said, but the old man in gray robe had no intention of caring about what Xiao Jiujiu said. He was shocked by Xiao Jiujiu's appearance.
In other words, it was shocked by Xiao Jiujiu's ability to speak.