Chapter 539 Dream weaving terrible strength

That year, he listened to the wind and slowly stepped on the ring. He looked at Zhang Yu on the ring, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Listen to the wind that year?" Looking at the wind that year, Zhang Yu also showed a solemn color. Although the wind that year was a mage, this mage was not

If it is so easy to provoke, it is easy to be killed by this mage. After all, Zhang Yu's defense is not particularly high.

"When you see that the situation is not good, you will change!" Zhang Yu whispered that as long as he got through this, then the next step would be easy.

"Humph!" Looking at Zhang Yu, Tingfeng's face slowly became cold that year, and he shouted directly to Zhang Yu, "Let's start!"

At this moment, Zhang Yu's tiger BOSS has dissipated, but for Zhang Yu, it is not a particularly big impact. If it really doesn't work, it can also release the steel demon bear change.

"Start!" Heartbroken Wuchen looked at Zhang Yu and said loudly. Hearing this, Zhang Yu also showed a solemn look. He waved his hand directly, and the magic dragon and the heavenly monkey broke out directly. In an instant, he rushed to listen to the wind that year!

"Humph!" That year, the wind snorted coldly. In an instant, a violent hurricane flashed directly on his body. At the moment of the hurricane, the body of the wind directly flashed, and unexpectedly appeared in the back of Zhang Yu.

"Xinxiu, you should hang up!" Looking at Zhang Yu, a chill flashed in his eyes that summer and said loudly. Then, a purple scroll appeared directly in his hand.

"Boom!" The terrible power burst out of this scroll in an instant. Under the bombardment of the extremely domineering force, Zhang Yu was bombarded and flew out before he could react at all.

"Zhang Yu, hang up!" Everyone's faces suddenly changed, and the power of the scroll directly killed Zhang Yu.

"That thing is a scroll at the level of pseudo-forbidden spells!" Looking at the scrolls used that summer, everyone suddenly showed a solemn color. The fake forbidden scroll directly bombarded and killed Zhang Yu.

"So that's it!" Seeing this scene, the spokesperson of Death suddenly laughed and said that in this battle, props are not allowed, and naturally scrolls can be used and so on.

"Zhang Yu lost unjustly! A scroll at the level of a pseudo-forbidden spell can be worth tens of thousands of real coins! It's understandable to be killed by money!" Duan Chen laughed! Although he lost, Duan Chen was not worried at all. After all, Wu Qiao and Meng Zhi have not come out yet. Meng Zhi's attack power is extremely terrible. If it is really released, it is definitely much better than others.

"I also have a scroll that can release the fake forbidden spell in my hand!" Duan Chen narrowed his eyes and said, although Duan Chen didn't want to use this fake forbidden spell scroll, he would also use it when it was really necessary.

"Next, who will go?" That summer, he looked at Duan Chen and others in front of him and hummed coldly. At this moment, there were only three people left. Of course, these three people were not easy to mess with.

"I'll do it! Kill him in seconds!" Mengzhi looked at the year in front of him and listened to the wind and said, for Mengzhi, there is still not much problem in killing a Tingfeng that year. The speed and distance of the arrow and the attack power are all first-class Mengzhi. He will not be afraid of any attack of the wind that year. This is Mengzhi's means.

"Okay!" Hearing this, Duan Chen nodded, and then Meng Zhi went straight forward. Looking at the year in front of him, he listened to the wind and said in a coquettish voice, "You have to be aware of being killed by me in seconds!"

"Try it!" Hearing the words, the wind snorted coldly that year, and at the same time, he frowned slightly. How powerful the dream arrow was, the wind that year was still clear. At least, the wind could not catch the violent sharp arrow that year at this moment.

"This time, I will lose the wind that year!" The spokesperson of Death said, "The dream arrow is so fast and strong that even I may not be able to avoid it!"

Hearing the words, Xiao Cangsheng also nodded solemnly. They are all remote professional players. Mengzhi has more advantages than listening to the wind that year. Although the mage's magic injury should be higher than the archer, Mengzhi is an exception. He has a fast action and high attack power. When he met Meng Zhi that year, he was completely defeated.

"Let's get started!" That summer, he took a deep breath and said in a loud voice. Then, he directly took action against the dream.

"Humph!" Mengzhi snorted coldly and retreated directly behind him. Originally, Mengzhi was a distance from listening to the wind that year. After a few steps back, the magic of listening to the wind that year just could not hit Meng Zhi. In front of Meng Zhi, it dissipated because the distance was too far, but Meng Zhi pulled up a big bow at this moment and directly burst out with an arrow

, the violent arrows broke out directly, bombarded the wind that year, and directly bombarded the wind that year, and the terrible power broke out almost in an instant

came out, and under the loud noise, Tingfeng's body was directly blown out that year.

"What a long distance!" That year, Tingfeng's face suddenly sank, and the distance of this arrow was particularly far. That year, Tingfeng thought that he could not do such a long distance

. At this moment, no matter how close Tingfeng approached that year, Mengzhi retreated. In an instant, Tingfeng was directly suppressed by Mengzhi. The terrible sharp arrows pierced the body of Tingfeng that year, constantly beating down the blood volume of Tingfeng that year.

"Damn it!" That year, the face of the wind suddenly changed. At this moment, what Mengzhi released was not a magic attack, a series of flat shots, even

Magic does not need to be consumed.

"If it goes on like this, it will die!" That year, the wind's face turned gloomy and he whispered that if Mengzhi was allowed to attack like this, he would definitely be ashamed to hang up.

"Drink!" With a low shout of the wind that year, a terrible hurricane wrapped the wind in the body of that year, and then the terrible

Under the action of the hurricane, the body of the wind appeared around Mengzhi again that year. At this moment, the face of that summer was gloomy, and it directly bombarded Mengzhi with a series of magic.

Meng Zhi was obviously not ready to come over. He lost his mind for a moment, and then retreated directly back. The sharp arrow in his hand also directly turned into a terrible arrow light. It bombarded the body of Tingfeng that year, and the violent explosion sounded in an instant. That year, Tingfeng's body was directly hit hard by this arrow. That is, that year, Tingfeng's body fell directly to the ground, and Mengzhi's arrow actually killed about half of Tingfeng's blood that year.

"Terrible sniper!" Seeing this arrow, the spokesperson of Death said that this arrow was really a little terrible. The domineering arrow broke out and abruptly extinguished the wind that year, and there was not even a chance to resist.

"This female archer is terrible!" The spokesperson of Death exhaled and said, "Unparalleled, you go up!" At least spell him out for me!"

"Try it!" Hearing this, Wushuang nodded, but there was no relaxation. In the face of such a long-range attacker, Wushuang would not feel that he could do it.