Chapter 48 Fierce Fighting

"Overclock laser gun" is literally a very fast shell. Specifically, three fireballs can be fired per second, of course, not at the same time. Moreover, this fireball is based on 'true fire'. In addition to its great power after launching, this launch has been amazingly for a long time.

When Yang Cheng was in the first grade, someone scolded him as a "little boy". Yang Chenggang's answer was very fierce. He directly smashed his desk with the 'overclocking laser cannon', and the man directly peed his trousers sadly.

At this time, Qi Wanxiang and the other two are about to be submerged by Yang Chenggang's almost endless fireball. No matter how hard you try, you can't break through the fireball blockade line, and even if several people raise the speed to the limit, it won't be of any good.

"It seems that it is impossible to drag this guy's exhaustion. Looking at his leisurely appearance, I know that such consumption is stress-free for him," Qi Wanxiang said to himself and dodged a fireball by the way.

Qi Wanxiang finally couldn't stand it anymore. With a shout of "dark spread", a strong dark element emerged from Qi Wanxiang. Then these dark elements quickly spread around the stadium and turned into a fingerless black fog.

"Darkness spreads", led by its own dark energy, communicates the dark energy under the earth, and forms a thick black fog up to two meters thick on the surface. The caster and the caster's friends are not affected by the thick fog.

The enemy will lose his vision and mental sensitivity in the thick fog. Even if the enemy stands outside the thick fog, he can't get any relevant information about the situation in the thick fog by naked eyes or spiritual sensing.

Soon the figures of Qi Wanxiang completely disappeared into the thick fog, and Yang Chenggang's fireball also stopped after several random bombardments.

The thick fog that quickly spread approached Yang Chenggang's body. Both the referee on the court and the classmates watching below sweated for him. Obviously, as long as it is shrouded in a strange black fog, the battle will be over.

Qi Wanxiang's heat dissipation and slowly leaned in the direction of Yang Chenggang with the spread of the black fog. As long as the black fog spreads far enough, they will launch a thunderbolt. Everyone still remembers the scene of being chased by the fireball just now.

Just when the black fog was still two meters away from Yang Chenggang, the three 'real fire' above his head flew to the waist of his body and quickly rotated around him.

With a little tender and majestic sound, a circle of flames visible to the ground formed a flame circle, which circled Yang Chenggang three meters away from Yang Chenggang.

This flame circle is like the circle that Sun Wukong used to protect his master and brother from demons and monsters. However, the flame ring of Yangchang steel has more than half a meter of flames.

Once this flame circle is formed, the black fog that has spread to the circle will be clean and there is no residue. The black fog outside the circle could not cross this flame circle again and stopped three meters away from Yang Chenggang.

"Flame Force Field" builds an area with fire elements that extremely repels other elements. No matter what enters this area, it will be attacked by strong fire elements. At the same time, anything that wants to enter this area from the outside without the permission of the caster will have the effect of resisting the ring of fire.

A cold hum suddenly came out of the thick fog outside the flame circle, followed by a shout: "I don't believe that this little flame can block my progress." Then there was a black figure, rushing out of the black fog with the momentum of thunder and hitting Yang Chenggang's "flame force field".

Qi Wanxiang originally wanted to see the situation first, but he looked at A Jie who rushed to the flame circle. After a cold hum, he rushed out faster than him.

"No matter how I say, my strength is better than his, and it is more appropriate for me to do this deep and shallow work." Qi Wanxiang rushed out and couldn't help thinking about it in his heart.

Ideas are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

There was a loud bang, and then Qi Wanxiang seemed to hit the wall, and there was a sharp pain in his head. He couldn't help cursing in his heart, "Nima, what the hell is going on? It's actually harder than my head."

Although he was extremely unhappy, his movements were not slow at all. Without bumping into it, he turned back into the black fog.

Fortunately, Qi Wanxiang saw the opportunity quickly, and he just entered the black fog. The place he hit just now is "Wo! Oh! "Three sounds, and then three fireballs smashed down violently.

Look at our Yang Chenggang again. I don't know when the three 'real fire' flew over his head again, and the three fireballs just now were launched from there.

As soon as Qi Wanxiang returned to the black fog, he heard "bang!" behind him. Bang! The sound of three fireballs hitting the ground came. He couldn't help saying hatefully, "Little boy, can't you see that it's really cruel? I don't believe that I can't open your turtle shell."

The "swish" sound was different from the last ** knife drawing style, and this blood drink appeared directly in Qi Wanxiang's right hand.

The blood drink in his right hand tightened, Qi Wanxiang's feet kicked the ground hard, and the wings behind him also slapped hard, and his body shot like a flash into the flame circle outside the black fog.

Qi Wanxiang's body jumped up when he was about to rush out of the black fog. At the same time, the blood drink also changed from one hand to two hands. At the same time, he raised the blood drink high above his head and split Yang Chenggang's flame circle with lightning.

Yang Chenggang couldn't help trembling when he looked at Qi Wanxiang's powerful blow. Originally, I thought that after "resisting the ring of fire" bounced off Qi Wanxiang, this guy would rest for a while before launching an attack, at least observing the situation before launching an attack.

I didn't expect that Qi Wanxiang didn't play cards according to common sense at all. Not only did he not rest, observe or anything, but appeared in front of him with a sharper attack.

Although Yang Chenggang was a little unresponsive to Qi Wanxiang's sharp counterattack, he was stunned for a short time, and then "Wow!" Oh! The three fireballs hit Qi Wanxiang in the air.

Qi Wanxiang was in the air and was not afraid to watch Yang Chenggang hit his fireball. With a big shout: "Ghost King Armor", then a black fog surged up all over his body and quickly spread to his whole body. At the same time, the blade of blood drinking also rose against the storm.

"Ghost King Armor" communicates with its own dark elements, closely adheres to the surface of the body, and can effectively defend against some low-level magic and a certain degree of physical strikes.

With a loud bang, the blood in Qi Wanxiang's hand hit the air in front of Yang Chenggang fiercely. Then there is "Bang! Bang! "Bang" three quieter sounds, and Qi Wanxiang immediately muffled. Obviously, three fireballs hit him.

With the powerful blow of Qi Wanxiang, the space in front of Yang Chenggang trembled, and the air appeared cracks like glass. At the same time, black fog kept surging from Qi Wanxiang's body and penetrated into those cracks.

Yang Chenggang saw the situation in a hurry, and the three "true fires" that danced above his head flew back to his waist again and quickly rotated around him. The broken space in front of him also began to heal slowly with Yang Chenggang's movements.

Looking at the scene that had just opened, I fell into an embarrassment again. Qi Wanxiang's body surged with a burst of evil spirit, and the blood drink also flashed with blood red. The blade soared again and fiercely inserted into the crack in the space in front of him.

"Open it for me!" With Qi Wanxiang's violent shout, it was as if something was broken, but there was no so-called evidence on the ground to prove that something was broken.

However, with the cracking sound of Yang Chenggang, his body stashed backwards and almost fell down. Obviously, Qi Wanxiang broke through his "flame force field" and still had a certain impact on him.

How can Qi Wanxiang give up such a battle opportunity? As Yang Chenggang retreated, Qi Wanxiang suddenly rushed over the shark class like a fishy smell. At the same time, Ajie and Alin, who had been waiting for the opportunity, also rushed out.

The students watching under the stage couldn't calm down when they saw this scene. Obviously, the game is coming to an end, and countless people can't help sighing the same: "Can't the existence as strong as the 'Sun Emperor' organize the pace of this dark horse named Qi Wanxiang?"

Even some timid girls saw that Qi Wanxiang and the three of them rushed to the poor Zhengtai Yang Chenggang, silently buried their heads in their chests, as if they would not have the imagined tragedy.

However, the development of things is often beyond everyone's expectations, that is, it is unreasonable that people often talk about it.

Seeing the attack of one person and two pets, Yang Chenggang was not as flustered as everyone imagined. I saw the "real fire" rushing to the top of my head, first of all, three fireballs "swish" shooting towards the two favorites of their own.

Yang Chenggang didn't look at the record of the fireball shot out. This was a shout full of children's voice: "Flame Shield", and then raised his right hand and saw a huge flame shield two meters in length and width appeared in front of him.

After this flame shield was formed, it did not protect Yang Chenggang, but flew directly to Qi Wanxiang, who had just blocked the fireball.

As soon as the flame shield left the body, Yang Chenggang shouted again full of children's voice: "Flame Cut". Yang Chenggang, who had just stood down this time, was like a ramen master, pulling his hands to both sides, and a long flame whip appeared in the middle of his hands.

Then in the surprised eyes of everyone, Yang Chenggang raised his hands above his head and threw them forward in the direction of Ajie and Alin.

After the long flame whip was thrown out, it is a good interpretation of what it means to rise against the storm. It turned out to be less than 50 centimeters long, and the width was almost negligible. After a while, it became three meters long and 50 centimeters wide, a veritable flame knife.