Chapter 82 Death 3

Ye Fei ignored the severe pain brought by the origin and desperately mixed the origin energy with the Kowloon war spirit. He completely relied on instinctively to resist the opponent's attack. One attack after another made him a little unable to resist.

The strength of each of these people is far more than that of him, and the worst is the seventh-level strength. If it hadn't been for the accidental acquisition of "night vision" ability, and if it hadn't been for the support of the origin energy, he might not have been able to take the next round in the hands of these people.

"Bum!" With a muffled sound, I don't know whose war spirit long stick hit the war spirit armor again. The fat man stabbed, and a piercing cold came from his right shoulder.

After the war spirit is cultivated to level 8, there will be three most important changes.

First of all, when you reach this level, the martial artist will gain the ability to "night vision". However, if you want this ability to do whatever you want, the realm of free control also needs to reach level 9 strength.

Second, turning gas into a weapon is to condense the war spirit into a physical war spirit blade. Because this weapon is transformed from the war spirit, it has a strong destructive power, far more than ordinary weapons. It can restore it to a state of war spirit at any time and withdraw it from the body. However, once this weapon is determined, it also You can't change the shape. There is only one form in your life. Tothre's weapon is the two war-like knives.

The last change is that after the war spirit is cultivated to level 8, a special attribute will be generated according to the martial artist's own conditions. This attribute may be extremely cold, the burning heat of people, or the insight of peeping at everything.

However, this attribute is completely generated immediately. Even warriors who practice the same war spirit will produce completely incredible changes after level 8. Sometimes it may not be a good thing to have this attribute. The same move may multiply the war spirit consumed after adding this attribute, and there are also It may bring great side effects, but these are unpredictable and cannot be changed.

Originally, it was a good thing to have this attribute, but it was also because of the uncertainty of this attribute that many martial artists did not dare to break through the level eight.

In history, the first recorded disaster caused by this attribute was an attribute called energy transfer. Originally, this was a very good attribute. The eighth-level warrior named Tudelan would randomly transfer part of the opponent's protective fighting spirit to other places every time he attacked his opponent. Fang.

However, just like eating sand occasionally, some things are inevitable after all. In a battle, the other party's fighting spirit strangely transferred to himself, and the only end of two different fighting spirits filling a person's body at the same time is explosion.

Tudland not only killed himself confusedly, but also directly polluted a local well. When malaria was rampant, plague broke out, and various gynecological diseases broke out, almost half of the population of the county had suffered from it. At that time, the medical conditions were still In the case of underdevelopment, it is undoubtedly a huge disaster.

With the lessons learned from predecessors, the warriors of later generations are undoubtedly much wiser. Although the strength of level 8 is very attractive, and although the battle between level 7 and below level 7 is almost crushing, some martial artists still choose to suppress their strength at the peak of level 7 for life. It is a small matter to lose their reputation. In case of a Unlucky attributes, the ignorance of death is wrong.

The eighth-level warrior who attacked from Ye Fei's side was very lucky. At least he obtained a very good attribute. The extreme cold seemed to break through the defense of the war spirit armor in an instant, which suddenly made the fat man suddenly feel cold, like falling into an ice cave.

In weekdays, the fat man would never despise every move of an eight-level martial artist so much, but under the current situation surrounded by powerful enemies, even with the help of "night vision" ability, even if he can control the surrounding situation, he cannot completely avoid all the attacks of the other party.

Bum...Bum...Bum...

It was this staggering time, and another magic hit Ye Fei fiercely. The fire dance chain of the seven-level magician was like a machine gun that poured bullets on the battlefield. One after another, one casserole-sized rings came out from the top of the staff, and the seven-level warcraft inlaid at the top of the magic wand. The crystal nucleus is constantly shining with frightening light.

As a guided spell, the biggest feature is that as long as the caster does not take the initiative to stop, and as long as the casting process is not interrupted by the outside world, the magic will continue.

"Wow!" With a sound, the fat man spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and a wisp of blood red was so dazzling in the dark night sky.

"Retain your mouth alive!" There was a hoarse scream from the crowd.

"I know!" Ye Fei's eight-level warrior answered loudly, but his men were not slow at all. The second attack was like a shadow, and the long stick with a condensed spirit of war turned into an ice dragon again, sweeping his waist. The strength that came to his face seemed to tear the air and roared with a fierce storm.

Even if he can't see the familiar golden light of the past, Ye Fei can clearly feel that the war spirit protector has been strongly impacted in this short moment. The war spirit is being consumed at a very fast speed, and his whole body is retreating uncontrollably.

Xu Lintao just took a cold look and re-locked his eyes on the bald man in front of him. The sixth-level warrior is just an ant that can be killed casually in his eyes. Just now, his two casual attacks are just sending out a signal of an attack. Even if the fat man's strength is high, the sixth level is still Level 6 can never defeat more than a dozen level 7 or 8 masters at the same time. Victory is only a matter of time.

What really frightens him is the man named Gabb in front of him. Xu Lintao has never heard that a person can exercise his body to such a horrible level. It is completely inconceivable that he can withstand the attacks of many level 7 or 8 warriors and magicians with his body alone. If someone said that to him before, Xu Lintao He will definitely laugh at each other ruthlessly, but when he really sees such a big living person, his inner fear can be imagined.

Xu Lintao is not sure that he will definitely defeat the man in front of him. It's too fast. It's so fast that it's too fast to imagine. If he is fighting for speed, even if he is a level 9 magician, he doesn't have this confidence. Especially in the face of Gagarbu's ruthless eyes, it made him tremble from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Lintao had a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart for the first time, which was an unprecedented feeling, especially when he was getting closer and closer to the bald man. Gaab's eyes seemed to be a hungry wolf, and it was possible to tear his prey at any time. Even if he is protected by five eight-level strong men around him, his eyes are still locked on him.

Ye Fei knows that if the opponent's unscrupulous attack continues, once the war spirit is exhausted, it is only a matter of time to be caught alive. However, at this moment, the other party's repeated attacks have consumed about 60% of Kowloon's fighting spirit, and he has just pulled The unlucky guy on the last back was far from achieving the expected goal.

Bang!

The origin energy soared in an instant, and one-half of the origin energy was intertwined with the Kowloon war spirit in an instant. After more than a week of self-abuse cultivation, this is the limit he can withstand at present. However, even so, this process can last for more than ten seconds at most. Once this time is exceeded, it will be trapped. A deep coma.

The unprecedented severe pain pulled every nerve in the whole body, as if to tear the meridians of the whole body into pieces. The blue veins on the forehead were exposed, and the cyan bulges were like dragons with teeth and claws. The bones emitted a crackling explosion, which seemed to tear all the soreness, which made the original chubby. His face instantly became twisted and ferocious, looking like a demon from the abyss of hell, which was extremely horrible.

Although suffering is the limit that fat people can bear, when the war spirit originating from Kowloon is completely blended, a vast power also comes.

That's the darkness that seems to be able to swallow everything, that's the explosion that seems to be able to destroy everything, that's the heat that seems to be able to burn everything, that's the power that seems to destroy everything...

Time is still, and the picture is fixed. An extremely clear picture appeared in Ye Fei's head in an instant.

In the dark night, the dust brought by the strong wind rushed around.

In mid-air, a little explosive light lit up on the slowly coming ring of fire.

In the same Shajiang River, a drop of water is slowly swinging from the tip of the waves.

On the broken cliff, the gravel brought up by the footsteps of a warrior has just splashed.

Behind him, a little blood burst out from Jiabu's chest, and his right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword was clenched little by little...

Everything is so clear that you can see the anger, ridicule, contempt and contempt in everyone's eyes...

This feeling seems to be that the whole world is in the palm of his hand, and he is the only master in the world.

With a soft sound of the character on his wrist, a soft milky white light rose in an instant. Even if it is covered by the colorful fighting spirit and magic around it, it is so dazzling. In this dark night sky, it is like the first ray of sunshine shining on the horizon.

There is no time to experience everything carefully. Ye Fei can only last for about ten seconds. After this period of time, he is a dead pig on the chopping board and has no room to return.

Boom......

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Ye Fei hit the eight-level warrior's fighting stick with his arms fiercely, and suddenly made a thunderous sound, which made the eardrums painful.

itself has to bear the pain caused by the fusion of two kinds of energy, and then suddenly suffers this strong blow, which makes the fat man feel that both arms are going to be abolished.