Chapter 34 Meet the Dwarf Again

It's August, and the weather is still so hot. I'm sweating when I code. I continue to sweat and ask for some collection...

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A black breath spread from the feet of the Death Knight, drowning the soles of their feet in a blink of an eye. The three people's bodies had a strange feeling as if they were shrouded in the shadow of death. Their chests were slightly stuffy, and they smelled a slight rotten smell in their noses.

Death plague, 200 health points are deducted every 3 seconds.

"He is returning blood, and our lost health has been transferred to him." Chen Shiyao reminded.

Yue Wuhen: "If we continue to fight like this, it will consume us to death."

"Moon has no trace, let's see if you can interrupt his holy light treatment." Yan Feng easily turned to the back of the Death Knight, and his sword quickly stabbed the key point at his waist.

Continuous thorn, -801! -803! Even thorns, -810! -809! Continuous thorns, -808! -812! ......

When the Death Knight muttered "Holy Light..." again, Yue Wuqi grabbed the opportunity and quickly pulled his bow and shot at the left shoulder of the Death Knight. Yan Feng also waved his sword and cut it off. However, the holy light of healing still shone down from mid-air.

Yanfeng: "Try again!"

After another 45 seconds of grinding, Yue Wuhen finally succeeded in interrupting the Death Knight's Holy Light Healing. While excited, the Death Knight's whole body emitted a dim golden light, and then his whole body was wrapped in an oval ball of light.

Sand thorn, -805!-811! Even thorns, -814! -806!

-161 (anti-injury), -162 (anti-injury), -163 (anti-injury), -161 (anti-injury). Because the attack speed is too fast, when it is detected, Yanfeng's own health has lost more than 600 points. Yan Feng paused the attack and watched the change of the Death Knight while adjournaval.

Seeing that he stopped attacking, Yue Wuhen quickly asked, "Why don't you output it?"

Yan Feng: "This light shield has 20% anti-injury. I'm afraid that if it continues, Shiyao's treatment will not keep up."

You can't hit it, and you can't consume it. The light shield effect lasts for a long time, and Yanfeng is extremely depressed.

Chen Shiyao: "Yanfeng, you continue to output. I can try."

"Good." Yan Feng quickly activated the dance of wind and shadow and the wind of recovery, and the two swords stabbed the light shield without hesitation.

Continuous thorns, -1069! -1065! Continuous thorn, -1071! -1063! Continuous thorn, -1061! -1070! ......

The Wind and Shadow Dance weakens the damage by 20%, but the additional power damage still increases the counter-injury to 200 points. At this time, Yanfeng slowed down the attack speed, and there was a recovery wind to recover 80 points per second, controlling the counter-injury at about 300 points per second.

Chen Shiyao is under great pressure, and with the damage caused by the death plague, she must exert a healing touch every second to barely maintain her balance.

Time passed minute by minute, until Chen Shiyao ran out of magic value, and the Death Knight finally fell:

"I'm finally relieved... Thank you..."

Looking at the strange purple equipment on the ground, the three looked at each other and smiled, but no one came forward to pick it up - the 20-minute tense battle made them almost derail.

The Death Knight dropped an epic armor belt, a sensitive epic ring and an epic healing wand.

Paladin belt: armor, waist (epic), strength 12, physique 18, critical strike damage 7, toughness level 19, defense 46, demand level 11.

Dodge Ring: Ring (Epic), Sensitive 9, physique 13, Attack 12, Dodge Level 17, Demand Level 11.

Holy Light Wand: Two hands (Epic), attack power 41-49, spell efficiency 66, wisdom 38, spirit 32, physique 25, so that your healing spell has a 10% chance to get an additional 110 healing effect, demand level 11.

"Level 11 is required. Can this equipment be seen or not used... Well, is there another letter?" Yue Wuhen took out an old envelope from the body of the Death Knight, "Father Dolores received... Pearl... What's the use of this letter?"

Yan Feng: "Dolores is the son of old blacksmith Ori. Half of my epic weapon ice-breaking tasks are entrusted by him."

"It seems that this letter is a follow-up to your mission." Yue Wuhen shook his arm, and the envelope flew obliquely to Yanfeng.

Walking out of the cemetery, the three came to the sacrificial site on the top of the mountain. Six square stone pillars of different heights stood on the ancient stone platform that had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Moon Traceless: "Why does it feel similar to the arena?"

Yan Feng said with a flat expression, "Do you remember what he said before he disappeared when we defeated the phantom of the bearded dwarf in the arena?"

"No way..." Thinking of the feeling of being hit by a huge hammer shadow, Yue Wuhen couldn't help but feel cold.

In the sky, the demonized dwarf Makbanis slowly fell, and the annoying thick voice resounded through the whole hill:

"Ah, I've been waiting here for a long time! Your stupid and ignorant choices make me happy..."

Yue Wuhen was maddened by the noise: "I can't stand it..."

"Don't be careless. The bearded dwarf can't be compared with before." Yan Feng was cautious when he returned to the battle.

Yue Wuhen: "Look at his current appearance, you will know that he is quite tricky."

Yan Feng posed with strength and tightened the ice-breaking and phantom in his hand. The sword light flashed, and the thorn skill had already unfolded.

Stab, -320, -756! Continuous thorn, -32, -761!

Macbanese held a huge hammer high and smashed it on Yanfeng's forehead, and the fierce power brought a gust of wind. Yan Feng raised the ice-breaking cross frame, and the right phantom cut the other party's neck, -319, -321 (phantom).

Easy to walk! Continuous thorn, -318, -764! Continuous thorn, -323, -760! Continuous thorn, -319, -759! -757 (Phantom)! Continuous thorn, -320, -762! ......

"The Hammer of Death!"

[Fighting], -887, -902.

Makbanis did not add a phantom, but the target of the skill Death Hammer is all members. With such a change, the three people feel that there is not much difference. If it is placed in a team of 12 people, the damage will be directly increased by 500%. Its horror can be imagined!

Even so, the huge damage still causes a lot of pressure on Chen Shiyao.

"Thunder's Wrath!"

The huge hammer hit the ground, and a thunder fluctuation swept across his body. Yanfeng's body froze in an instant, and then the strong wind pressed his chest. The huge impact force made him fall to the edge of the altar, and his health value dropped by more than a thousand points.

"It hurts--" Yue Wuhen was scared in the distance, as if it was himself who hit by the huge hammer, not Yan Feng's body. However, the opponent's defense value is as high as 360 points, and even in free mode, he can only cause more than 60 points of damage.

Under the violent shock, Yanfeng almost lost his balance, and his body skillfully turned half a circle in mid-air to stand firm again. Yan Feng clenched his teeth and looked up at Macbanis, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes:

"This thunder skill has become an active skill, which is really troublesome. I'd like to see what new skills you have!"

Ghost Step! Continuous thorn, -759! -764! Continuous thorn, -761! -758! Continuous thorns, -762! -757! Continuous thorn, -763! -756! -760 (Phantom)! ......

"Ah...ah--" The great pain made Macbanis roar, a flash of golden light, and the hammer of death and the anger of thunder broke out one after another.

Although he had been on guard against the Thunder's Wrath skill, he didn't expect that it would come one after the hammer of death. This sudden attack made Yanfeng completely "four feet to the sky".

Anger, a flame ignited in Yanfeng's eyes!

The wind step and the ghost step under his feet are perfectly combined. His body once again bullied Macbanis, and the two long swords pierced the critical part crazily.

"Thunder's Wrath!"

"The wind of recovery!"

The two skills are less than half a second apart, and the thunder effect is immediately eliminated by the wind of recovery as soon as it is triggered. The purple sword shadow formed a strong wind to wrap Mac Banese' whole body.

-757!-763! Continuous thorn, -761! -764! -761 (Phantom)! Continuous thorns, -762! -757! Continuous thorn, -758! -756! ......

Chen Shiyao was obsessed with it, and the touch of treatment was almost applied to Yanfeng like a conditioned reflex.

"Very good... It seems that I'm going to take it seriously. Come on, let you experience the real power of Lord Macbanis!"

The black whirlwind bounced off the fierce peak and completely surrounded Macbanis, and then the wind gradually turned and bigger, and it split into three strands!