Chapter 101 Duel

Ye Fei suddenly felt that his chest had been pushed, and pictures passing quickly from the corners of his eyes told him that his body was flying back at an uncontrollable limit speed.

"Howling..."

Ye Fei, who was pushed directly more than ten meters away, fell down and sat on the snow, as if his buttocks had been thrown into three petals. The bitch with grinning with pain made a terrible cry.

Gagabu's eyelids also jumped violently, and his chest heaved violently. He stared at the fat man fiercely, then turned his eyes to Burda again, sighed and said slowly, "Tosley is not your son. It doesn't make sense for you to do this!"

"Hmm?" While rubbing his buttocks, the fat man scolded in his heart: Idiot, there is no such thing as you in the story! Isn't this adding fuel to the fire? Do you still think you die slowly? It's over. I still expect the bald head to drag on for a while. This time it's terrible!

At present, no longer hesitate, immediately patrol around to see if you can find a path to escape.

"You are looking for death!" Although he was in his seventies, Burda's figure was still very good, and his muscles soared in an instant. Even through his clothes, he could feel the explosive power. The copper hammer-sized fists rattled, and the murder in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit, golden flames. It soared in an instant.

Gagabu seemed to be undisturbed. His burly and strong body stood proudly in the flying snowflakes and whispered, "I'm telling the truth..."

"Bastard!" Burda shouted loudly, clenched his hands, and suddenly burst a more dazzling sword.

There is a man's high-like sword that seems to cut off his head with lightning, and the curly blood red under the golden sword blade is like the core in the mouth of a poisonous snake, which may bite a fatal bite at any time.

Burda's biggest taboo is his son Tosley. The pain of white-haired people sending black-haired people has already made him miserable. At this moment, he was so slandered by Gagabu, which made him furious and instantly made the already crazy old man fall into extreme rage.

It was a fatal blow that left no room for it, vowing to cut Gagabu into two sections.

The distance between the two is less than ten meters. For any martial artist, this distance can be said to be very close. It takes longer to blink your eyes and breathe than to break through the distance of ten meters. The most basic point to measure the level of warriors is speed. The higher the level, the faster the speed. This is There is a consensus.

Ye Fei met a ten-level strong man for the first time in his life. Even if this ten-level strong man was forcibly promoted to this level, even if this ten-level strong man could only persist in fighting for 20 minutes, he would not despise the speed of any ten-level strong man.

The fat man didn't even blink his eyes, but he still couldn't see Burda's movements clearly. In his sight, only a golden light flashed much faster than lightning.

"Bum..."

"Be careful! Gabb..."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and almost in an instant, the strong explosion drowned the fat man's exclamation without a trace.

In the shocking explosion, the earth also gave off a strong tremor, as if it were an earthquake. The only few houses that did not collapse in the sentry car a little further away also collapsed into a pile with the sudden earthquake.

The most unlucky one is the sixth-level magician who was thrown aside by Gagarb. He just woke up from a coma and only heard a few faint calls for help from the camp. He was confused. When he was about to go out to see what was going on, there was a strong shaking under his feet, and his mind obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the devil. The mage was hit hard by a wall, leaving only a heartbreaking and puzzled "Ah..."

Ye Fei's situation is not as good as that of a six-level magician. As a few people closest to the center of the explosion, he was inevitably affected. The strong air wave brought by the explosion directly pushed him again. The fat man who weighed more than 200 catties and could be compared with a pig was then rolled up by a more violent airflow. .

After drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, Ye Fei fell more than 50 meters away in an extremely strange posture, and the bone shelf all over his body seemed to have been smashed by this fall. Fortunately, the war protective armor resisted most of the damage for him, and Burda's primary target was not him, or else However, this is not just a matter of splitting the buttocks into three pieces.

Burda's whole body's blood has been burning. Without careful experience, he can feel that the war spirit sword in his hand has unprecedented destructive power. Because it is the strength of being forcibly upgraded to level 10, he can't master several abilities unique to level 10 martial arts masters, although the realm is still different according to the real level 10. Distance, but the power of each blow is not inferior, power! A power that has never been held before, now, in hand!

Although the fire in front of him blocked his sight, with the feeling of war, Burda could clearly feel that a deep pit about dozens of meters in diameter had been bombarded in front of him. The earth cracked and melted by the high temperature melted white snow into a mass of rising fog.

"Where are the people?" Burda closed his eyes slightly and carefully experienced the feeling of the war spirit around him. The moment he waved his sword, he had noticed the strangeness. Gagab seemed to have never been there, and inexplicably disappeared from the range of the war spirit lock, and the inevitable blow actually hit the air.

The moment the blade collided with the earth confirmed Burda's conjecture that there was no sound of skin being cut, no sound of bones being cut off, and no sound of blood gushing out.

The smoke disappeared, and Ye Fei, who was lying on the ground looking for a bald figure, suddenly felt his neck tightened. Looking back, he picked himself up with his collar in one hand.

"Gagabu! Cough..." The fat man was a little surprised and nervous.

The clothes on the bald man's clothes seem to be no different from a beggar's suit at this moment. This hole, big and small, leaks the burned skin inside, smoke all over his body, and a faint smell of cooked meat burning.

The fat man raised his eyes and saw Gagarb's originally duck egg-shaped bald head suddenly burst out with a thin and dense red envelope, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

At the same time, the corners of his eyes scanned Gabb's head back and forth several times and secretly thought, "Is it a stone?"

"Dodge away..." Gagabu casually threw Ye Fei aside and slowly walked towards another figure.

"Can you hit him? It seems that the old man can't delay for too long, otherwise... I'll run first! Anyway, you can't die. If you survive for 20 minutes, we will be a victory! What do you think..." At first, Ye Fei's voice was quite real. Later, it turned into a whisper of mosquitoes and ants.

Gab, who had just taken two steps away, stabbed and stared at the fat man sideways.

"Just kidding! Just kidding! I said for fun...hey!" The bitch smiled, touched his nose embarrassedly, and thought to himself that this little bald head was probably hanging! What can I do?

Ye Fei saw the solemnity on Gabb's face. This expression rarely appears on his bald face. The fat man understands that the only chance to survive now depends on whether Gabb can survive the rest of the time. He can't run away. Instead of doing this, it's better to fight.

Two for one! Damn it! What a loss!

When Bourda saw the figure slowly coming out of the fog, the smile at the corners of his mouth had long disappeared, and he was also shocked by Gagarb's strength.

The sword he just cut out by waving his hand seems ordinary, but in terms of speed, it is definitely far more than the sword cut with all his strength at the peak of the past. In terms of power, even a nine-level martial artist will be severely damaged. Why can he stand here like nothing? How did he avoid the war spirit?

Burda is not an idiot. He can give everything for revenge, and even forcibly upgrade to level 10 in exchange for his life. He has a kind of almost pathological persistence. In order to complete the goal of revenge, he conducted a meticulous investigation into Gabu and Ye Fei.

However, even so, a clue about Gagab has not been found. Everything about this man is still a mystery, and everything has forced Burda to constantly improve his estimation of Gabb's strength.

Even so, when the mysterious bald head appeared in Bourda's sight again, he still felt that he still underestimated Gabb in some way. Fortunately, the attack just now did not seem to be completely ineffective. At least, it seems that Gagarb is also much more embarrassed.

Although the level gap can often occupy an overwhelming advantage in the battle, this is not the only condition that determines the outcome of the battle. A hand-to-hand weapon and an attribute that can restrain the opponent can often change the outcome of a battle.

Burda breathed a sigh of relief, threw all the distractions in his mind, calmed down, and stared at every move of the bald man in front of him.

Gagabu's face was also rarely solemn, and his fists rattled. The long sword that was often held in his hand had already been rushed to a corner of the planet by Tong Shajiang. Now, the only one that can be used as a weapon is a pair of fists.

Ye Fei also slowly followed, and the armor of war enveloped his whole body. Under the milky white light, the characters transformed from the origin energy were like the stars in the night sky, shining brightly.

The cold wind is like a sharp dagger, blowing the clothes and cutting people's cheeks hurt.

The depression in the air is suffocating.

All of a time, three figures moved together.