Chapter 165: Embeding Ouyang and Receiving Willie [Please Collect]

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Ouyang Zihao couldn't believe that the powerful and mysterious momentum just now was released from this masked man who was robbed by them.

You know, the holy light is dissipated by the momentum. You can imagine how terrible it is.

"It's impossible. Your voice is at most two or three years older than me. No one on earth is stronger than me, as the bishop said!"

Ouyang Zihao's face was ferocious and he roared at Xie Feng.

Xie Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a disdainful smile.

Who said he was an earthman?

"Kid, you can ask your bishop. Now I'm in a good mood. Get out of the way."

Xie Feng opened his mouth, but what he said made Ouyang Zihao's face turn blue to black and then red.

"I want you to pay the price!"

Ouyang Zihao was angry. He didn't know why he was so angry. He was probably jealous.

Anger drowned his reason and led him to take action regardless of the consequences.

"Saint God's Dragon Gun!"

With a roar, the pure white holy light slowly condensed and turned into a dragon gun. Ouyang Zihao held it and stabbed Xie Feng with a shot.

"I don't believe it. You are really that strong."

Ouyang Zihao's figure swept down the ring, so fast that it pulled out the remnants of the air. The corners of his mouth outlined a proud smile, as if he saw Xie Feng being pierced by the divine dragon gun.

This is the confidence given to him by the golden god armament. Although he can't exert the full strength of the golden god armament, even so, it is far more powerful than the ordinary god armament.

Ouyang Zihao firmly believes that even if Xie Feng is also armed with God, it is impossible to stop this blow.

How can the divine dragon gun be comparable to ordinary God's armed forces?

If there is no great opportunity, Ouyang Zihao himself would not have seen it, let alone fight with the god's reputation of war armor and dragon gun, which is his unique privilege brought by the blood of war angels.

Ouyang Zihao, who was in the middle of Yi**, suddenly felt a cold pressure covering him, and his body immediately trembled, and his whole speed became several times slower.

He glanced at Xie Feng in astonishment and immediately saw a scene that made him unforgettable for the rest of his life, and his eyes almost stared out.

At this time, Xie Feng was wearing a set of black armor. If it was ordinary black armor, Ouyang Zihao would not be so shocked.

What really shocked Ouyang Zihao was that the set of black armor worn by Xie Feng was an extra appearance of the god's reputation, even the cloak behind him.

Just changed from holy white to deep black, golden lines to bloody lines, and crosses to skulls.

Xie Feng looked up slightly and saw Ouyang Zihao with a shocked face. He grinned and smiled. Ouyang Zihao suddenly shook his body and recovered from his unconscious state.

gritting his teeth, Ouyang Zihao didn't believe in evil. Do you think that an armament similar to the god's reputation can resist me, delusional!

"Heroic aura!"

The six-pointed star halo appeared on the soles of Ouyang Zihao's feet, and the breath on the Shenyu dragon gun was stronger. Looking at all this, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Xie Feng's eyes. Even if your heroic aura can be superimposed, can you still be superimposed to the golden level?

In Xie Feng's opinion, Ouyang Zihao did not leave after his warning, and not only did he not leave, but also attacked him, purely looking for death.

You are tired of living, aren't you?

The young master will complete you.

Xie Feng hates this kind of guy whose eyes are higher than the top and obviously doesn't take other people's lives.

Although he has also killed people and is slightly cruel, at least it is a self-defense counterattack.

Look at other people's Han Weili, in addition to scolding you, how can he offend you? He often mutilated, castrated, Ling Chi and so on, and came to be burned.

You really think this is the territory of the Western magic stick.

To sum up, Xie Feng is very unhappy with Ouyang Zihao. Now he comes to attack himself and just gives himself an excuse.

If there is an excuse, we won't be afraid if something happens.

When Xie Feng was thinking nonsense and his eyes gradually became cold, Ouyang Zihao had rushed to Xie Feng not far away.

With the help of the impact of rushing down the ring, Ouyang Zihao increased the power of the famous dragon gun, and the speed was so fast again.

"Boom!"

A flame suddenly rose. It turned out that the dragon gun rubbed the air and ignited the air, which shows the amazing power of this blow.

Ouyang Zihao, who was extremely satisfied, took the opportunity to look at Xie Feng and saw that he was still standing where he was leisurely. Although his eyes were murderous, he did not know which side he glanced to. Obviously, he was even more angry.

Very good, don't pay attention to me and let you taste the power of the dragon gun.

Near, the firelight of the Shenyu Dragon Gun has been able to shine on Xie Feng's mask. The people watching the battle have long been far away from Xie Feng and watched all this with fear.

They don't understand why Ouyang Zihao suddenly fought with this guy who was robbed.

"Dang!"

"Hum!"

The powerful dragon gun hit the target, but Ouyang Zihao did not see the blood shooting or hear Xie Feng screaming.

He looked down and looked stunned.

A palm wrapped in metal armor somehow held the dragon gun, causing only the tip of the gun less than five centimeters to touch Xie Feng.

Looking at his arm, Ouyang Zihao's face darkened.

Because of the owner of his arm, Xie Feng is looking at him with a smile.

That feeling made him extremely disgusted.

As if he were a clown, Xie Feng mastered the overall situation.

"Don't be complacent."

With an unconvinced cold snorting, Ouyang Zihao wanted to draw back the divine dragon gun, but he felt numb.

Looking at it, his face was even worse, just because the palm of his hand holding the gun was already bloody.

I didn't feel it just now, just because I was paralyzed.

Looking up again, Ouyang Zihao's eyes were no longer angry or jealous.

On the contrary, it is deep fear.

Ouyang Zihao is not stupid. After experiencing a moment of anger, he has been restored to his senses by the pain of his palm. He can hold the famous dragon gun that he stabbed out with all his strength, and instead hurt his palm.

Ouyang Zihao can't afford such strength, at least he can't afford it now.

Although he still has the card of angel arrival, there is not much hatred between him and Xie Feng.

So, he let go of the divine dragon gun and said sincerely to Xie Feng.

"You are very strong. I'm not your opponent. I'm convinced."

After that, Ouyang Zihao bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry for what happened before."

Xie Feng was silent. He looked up at Ouyang Zihao in his heart. After getting out of his angry state, he could quickly calm down and think rationally, instead of attacking again in anger.

Xie Feng is not sure if she can do this.

"You can."

The evil voice suddenly remembered, and Xie Feng was slightly stunned and immediately smiled.

Xie Feng threw the divine dragon gun to Ouyang Zihao and went straight to the ring.

"Kid, you're very good."

Xie Feng's frivolous voice sounded, and Ouyang Zihao, who received the divine dragon gun, was slightly stiff.

Then, he walked to Xiao Jing's side.

"Let's go, I'm going to see the bishop."

Xiao Jing nodded and greeted the people behind him to leave.

Before leaving, Xiao Jing looked at Xie Feng with complicated eyes.

The people who cut the sky left, and the scattered people didn't know how Xie Feng's temper was, so they dispersed.

For a while, only Xie Feng and the mages of the mage hall were left on the big street.

Lightly jumping on the ring, Xie Feng has changed the tyrant's armor back to the appearance of leather armor, and he squatted in front of Han Weili.

"Are you happy?"

Hearing a familiar and strange voice, Han Weili slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that it was Xie Feng, a trace of consterrenness appeared on his dry face.

Because the sacred flame was almost burned, Han Weili had no sensitive hearing for a long time, and he did not know what had just happened.

"You...no, why is there no fire!"

Han Weili just wanted to talk, but he suddenly realized that his body was not burning. He changed his weak appearance and shouted excitedly.

Of course, the consequence is a dead cough.

"Well, it seems that your body doesn't work."

Xie Feng frowned and said, looking at Han Weili, who had only one head that barely looked like a human and was not human in other places.

Han Willy naturally smiled bitterly, but the next moment, a warm feeling spread from the depths of his soul.

"Don't let me down if you waste a hundred souls."

Xie Feng's muttering sounded, and Han Weili looked at Xie Feng in shock and saw the blood-colored wrist guard on Xie Feng's hand at a glance.

A trace of hazy light is floating from the wrist protector to himself.

The magical scene is that after the light point touched his burnt body, he felt the warmth from his soul, and then only heard a strange sound. The burnt part fell off directly, leaving only dark bones.

Han Willy has no pain in this process.

"Is this going to become an undead..."

Han Weili muttered, and a tear flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Xie Feng sneered and didn't say much, but there was a faint pain in his heart.

Damn, at the beginning, I only had a soul left, killing and protecting my wrists to save myself. It seems that there were only more than 100 souls at that time.

Now give 100 points to go out... heartache!

I don't know what Xie Feng thought. Han Weili's heart was full of bitterness. However, a trace of itching suddenly came from him, making Han Weili frown.

Looking down, Han Weili almost bit off his tongue.

What did he see! His dark bones actually became crystal white, and then strips of blood quickly appeared, followed by blood vessels, flesh and internal organs. Although the wriggling flesh and blood viscera are disgusting, Han Wiley doesn't think so. He only feels tears in his eyes.

This is simply a miracle!

He knew in his heart that this must be Xie Feng's wrist guard. He quickly looked up to thank Feng, but he did not see Xie Feng.

"Wo!"

A dry nausea sound came from the side. Han Weili looked doubtfully and saw Xie Feng in silver leather armor standing on the edge of the ring, bending down and vomiting.

"Well, Han Willy, call me when you grow up. Nausea!"

After saying a sentence intermittently, Xie Feng's disgusting scene just now appeared in his mind, and he vomited repeatedly.

Han Weili was embarrassed and was not interested in secretly reorganizing. He simply closed his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Han Weili's familiar body came back and jumped up excitedly.

What surprised him even more was that he jumped three or four meters!

Oh, my God, what a magical thing is that?

Han Weili's eyes were full of shock and admiration. When he looked at Xie Feng's back, he was even more worshipful.

"That..."

opened his mouth, but remembered that he didn't know Xie Feng's name. Han Weili scratched his head awkwardly and was at a loss.

"My name is Xie Feng..."

Xie Feng turned around and his face was extremely pale. Although he vomited five minutes ago and almost frailed, he thought that when he was resurrected, it was definitely more disgusting than now.

So it was tragic again.

"Thank you? Yes, Xie Shao."

Hearing Xie Feng's name, Han Weili was obviously stunned and then shouted in fear.

Damn it, how can I be stunned in front of Xie Shao?

Han Weili can't wait to slap himself.

"Well... That's a good name. What, Han Weili, let me ask you something."

Xie Feng put her hands on her chest and suddenly came to Han Weili and said.

Han Weili was shocked, quickly stepped back a few steps, felt inappropriate and came back, and said cautiously.

"You say it."

"Do you want to be a undead mage? It's very strong!"

Xie Feng said like a big gray wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood.

The Undead Mage?

Han Weili was slightly stunned and thought for a while to figure out whether the undead mage was a human or not. After summoning the undead, Han Wei nodded.

"That's great!"

Xie Feng's fierce high-five shouted with great excitement.

Then, he said to Han Weili seriously.

"But you have to be my subordinate."

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