Chapter 162: Battle 2

Confucius Long roared ferociously, jumped to Han Weili, then raised the long knife high, and his hand fell!

"Kka!"

There was a crack in the black shield, but it was not broken. Han Weili was scared out of a cold sweat and looked at Confucius Dragon with extremely cold eyes.

Confucius Long didn't notice it. Seeing that the shield had not been broken, he was about to raise the knife and cut it again, but his body suddenly couldn't move.

Looking down, I saw that my body had been entangled by the black tentacles emerging from the ground, which was not only unable to move but also very uncomfortable.

"Damn it, I don't accept it!"

Seeing Han Weili standing up opposite, he couldn't move. Confucius's face turned green and he roared unwillingly.

"Hmm! Go to hell!"

Han Willy sneered, recited astringent spells in his mouth, and then waved his skeleton staff.

"Boom!"

A black fireball the size of a basin appeared out of thin air and hit Confucius Dragon's chest.

"No!"

Confucius Long only had time to shout, and the black fireball bombarded the ring.

The flesh and blood on his chest was blurred, and there was a burning smell, and he was dying.

Xie Feng looked at all this and frowned slightly. She was a little unbearable about what happened to Confucius Dragon, but she didn't care about it when she thought that they were for their own swords.

At worst, after catching Han Wiley, let him die miserably.

At this time, Han Weili stood on the ring, looked at the confused people below, and laughed wildly.

"Who else is coming?"

Xie Feng looked at him coldly. Xiao Jing's people did not move, but the scattered people couldn't help it. After all, the battle between Confucius Long and Han Weili seemed that Confucius Long was accidentally defeated.

They firmly believe that as long as they are close to Han Weili, they can win and then take away the moxibustion knife!

But they seem to have forgotten that they will accept the wheel battle if they win.

"I'll do it!"

With a shout, a man in cyan armor jumped into the ring.

Xie Feng looked at it and was slightly stronger than Confucius Dragon just now, but the result will not change.

"Feng Haoxuan, weapon, bright silver gun."

Feng Haoxuan's voice sounded very young, but Xie Feng looked at his face and quickly dispelled the idea.

What a vicissitudes of face...

Han Weili's mouth twitched, and obviously he was also shocked by Feng Haoxuan.

"Han Wili, weapon, skeleton staff."

He didn't tire of saying it again. Han Weili cheered up and looked at Feng Haoxuan. He didn't want to do it again. In that case, although he won, he was humiliated.

Han Willy is afraid of humiliation.

So, as soon as his words fell, he took action.

"Endless dark elements, listen to my call, come, dark ghost!"

Han Weili sang a large spell, and then a black whirlwind appeared on the ring.

"Wow..."

The roar came from the whirlwind, and soon a humanoid shadow came out of the whirlwind.

[Dark Ghost]

Equivalent: silver early

Type: Skill Summoner

Skill: Physical Attack Immunity (70%) Screaming (Spiritual Attack)

Time of existence: ten minutes (time to disappear early after being attacked)

Xie Feng was very interested in this humanoid shadow, so he looked at it with his virtual eyes, and his face became a little surprised.

That physical immunity is not noticed by Xie Feng, but the spiritual attack is what Xie Feng has always wanted.

"Spiritual attack, it seems that Han Weili should also do it."

Xie Feng whispered to himself, and he began to imagine how surprised he was to use a mental attack skill after seeing Gore.

On the ring, Feng Haoxuan clenched the bright silver gun, looked solemnly at the dark ghost that kept making a "woo" sound, and directly told him that the strength of the dark ghost was not weaker than Han Weili himself.

If he is bound and Han Weili is cooperating with this dark ghost attack, then he will definitely lose.

Must take the initiative!

"The gun is like a dragon!"

Feng Haoxuan shouted fiercely, and a yellow light appeared faintly on the head of the bright silver gun.

"Hey ha!"

Feng Haoxuan rushed out quickly and rushed to Han Weili in the blink of an eye, and the bright silver gun stabbed out in an instant.

"Oh! Poo! Poo! Poo!"

In a few seconds, Feng Haoxuan stabbed 18 shots, and each shot would rush out a yellow dragon shadow, roaring and hitting Han Weili.

Han Weili's face changed slightly. If he is hit by so many yellow dragon shadows, although he will not be injured, the shield will obviously break. Han Weili has no extra mental energy to launch another one. After all, this is a wheel war.

So, the dark ghost figure flashed, and the next moment appeared in front of Han Weili. The big body just blocked Han Weili, and the yellow dragon shadow hit the body of the dark ghost, like a stone sinking into the sea, without a sound.

By the time all the eighteen yellow dragon shadows disappeared, the dark ghost was still intact, and Feng Haoxuan himself only had 40% energy left.

"This is impossible!"

Feng Haoxuan roared, 18! Eighteen attacks are close to the early stage of silver. You should know that Feng Haoxuan usually sends out a maximum of 13 channels, and when 18 yellow dragon virtual shadows are issued, Feng Haoxuan almost thinks that he has a chance to win.

However, the attack was easily absorbed by an unknown object.

Such a huge drop made Feng Haoxuan so depressed that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xie Feng outside the ring shook his head gently. Others couldn't see it, but he could easily see it.

Nowadays, the dark ghost has little combat effectiveness. The original ten-minute existence time was directly consumed by 18 yellow dragon shadows for one minute.

"Do you want to go down by yourself or be beaten down?"

Han Weili said proudly. In fact, he was also extremely angry and couldn't wait to kill Feng Haoxuan. The dark ghost only had such a little combat power, wasting his spiritual power in vain.

"Let me admit defeat, delusion!"

Feng Haoxuan said with a red face and let out a roar again.

"Straighten the Yellow Dragon!"

All the remaining 40% of Feng Haoxuan's own energy was called by him, condensing a ferocious dragon head on the head of the bright silver gun.

Han Weili's face remained unchanged, and he cursed damn it in his heart and gave orders to the dark ghost.

"Howling!"

"Woo-hoo!"

The "woo" sound of the dark ghost gradually became louder, and finally resounded throughout the street.

"Pa! Papa!"

The glass of countless houses and shops has been shattered. Among the people who watched the battle, the strength was only in the early and middle period of bronze, and many of them covered their heads and screamed. What about Feng Haoxuan, who was the target of the attack?

"Ah!!!"

Feng Haoxuan's bright silver gun has been thrown to the ground, and Feng Haoxuan himself is holding his head and howling. His eyes bulged out and the blue veins on his forehead burst out.

A few seconds later, with a more miserable howling, Feng Haoxuan's head burst open, like a tattered watermelon.

"Six..."

With a soft sound, the body of the dark ghost also turned into a black smoke and dissipated. Han Weili's cold eyes swept at the crowd to make them afraid.

"No one dares to come? Waste."

For a long time, no one jumped into the ring. Han Weili breathed a sigh of relief and said mercilessly.

People were said to be blushing, but no one wanted to die, so they didn't make a sound.

Han Weili sneered and walked towards Xie Feng.

"Gun over the sword."

Han Wei looked at Xie Feng with cold eyes and decided to kill Xie Feng after handing over the moxibustion knife.

When Xie Feng saw his eyes, he also understood what Han Weili was thinking. He was very disdainful and had quietly begun to condense energy.

Just as Xie Feng was about to rise and mutilated Han Weili, Xiao Jing's voice sounded again.

" Wait, my people haven't come up yet."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jing felt a trembling, and two eyes looked at him, one of which was Han Weili and the other...

Xiao Jing can't find out who his eyes are.

"Damn, I must kill this old fox."

Xie Feng gritted his teeth and thought that he had been tortured twice, and the feeling that he could not go down made Xie Feng crazy!

Xiao Jing still didn't know that his two uncomfortable openings interrupted someone's two attempts to do it.

"Your men? Who am I afraid of besides you?

Han Weili's tone was also very unpleasant. He secretly decided to torture the people sent by Xiao Jing to death. Damn, he was about to get the sword and fight with others.

Xiao Jing smiled indifferently and nodded to the person behind him.

"Wo!"

A man jumped up like a roc spreading his wings and landed steadily on the ring.

Xie Feng found that this man was very young, 17 or 18 years old at most, but his strength was in the early stage of silver, and he was very close to Han Weili.

But today's Han Willy is no longer at its peak.

There is nothing we can do. In the later period of ordinary bronze, Han Weili is afraid that a dark fireball will be killed. Who knows that both of them are on the verge of breakthrough, and he also despises Confucius Long, which leads to shame.

As for Feng Haoxuan, his pure skills are too strong.

"Ouyang Zihao, weapon, fist."

Ouyang Zihao has a spring-like smile on his face, but Han Weili hates him for no reason and doesn't know why.

"Han Willy, weapon..."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's get started."

Before Han Weili finished speaking, Ouyang Zihao interrupted impatiently.

Han Weili's face darkened, which completely looked down on himself. His surname is Ouyang? Is Ouyang's family great? The mage hall is not much worse than your Ouyang family.

is just a family in Haidu, who dares to be so arrogant and rude to the people of the Mage Hall.

Han Weili's face became more and more gloomy, but Ouyang Zihao's face was full of impatience.

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