Chapter 541 Next is my stage

At this moment, Wu Qiao walked directly to the ring, pointed the short knife in his hand at the drunken and said coldly, "Big man, you have annoyed us!"

Looking at the drinker in front of him, Wu Qiao pointed to the drinker in front of him and said loudly, "The little princess who hurt our God of War team deserves to die!"

"Then try it!" Hearing this, the drunkard shouted loudly, and his body rushed directly to Wu Qiao, and the domineering axe directly bombarded Wu Qiao.

And Wu Qiao looked at the straight axe, and a cold color flashed in his eyes. In an instant, his body flashed and avoided the blow of the drinker. Then, Wu Qiao directly aimed at the drinker in front of him and kicked it out with a knife.

The knife was drawn out, and the drunken's throat was stabbed in an instant. At this moment, the drunken's body took a step back directly. Then, the drunken man aimed at Wu Qiao in front of him again, and the tyrannical axe fell fiercely.

"If there is only this speed, it will be too weak!" Seeing the drunken chopping at him again, Wu Qiao snorted coldly and walked away again. He aimed directly at the drunkenist in front of him with a knife. At this moment, the drunken man kept attacking Wu Qiao, but did not attack Wu Qiao. In terms of speed, Wu Qiao's speed was extremely fast. Even if the drunkenist's speed was not slow, it was still Compared with Wu Qiao, who is a ranger, the terrible sharp axe constantly bombarded, but he did not even touch Wu Qiao's edge. Instead, he was cut off a lot of knives by Wu Qiao's side.

"Humph!" The angry roar sounded, and a chill flash flashed on the drunken's face. The tomahawk in his hand waved fiercely. At this moment, the violent tomahawk danced directly around the drunken. In an instant, the terrible sharp blade broke out directly, and the overwhelming sharp blade attack directly smashed Wu Qiao's body out.

"You don't look down on people! What are you!" The drunken shouted angrily, and his body exploded directly. The tomahawk hit Wu Qiao fiercely again.

"I'll tell you now who I am!" A flash of anger flashed in Wu Qiao's eyes, and he snorted coldly. In an instant, his body flashed, directly turned into a black light, and disappeared directly!

"Damn, this guy is hiding!" The drunken's face suddenly changed. At this moment, Wu Qiao directly hid his body, and the drunken couldn't find Wu Qiao's figure at all.

"The level of the sneaking little overseas Chinese is higher than that of the drunken, and it is difficult to find him deliberately hiding the drunk!" The spokesperson of Death and Xiao Cangsheng looked at each other, and their eyes were full of solemnity. For a long time, they paid too much attention to Bu Yu, but they paid little attention to Wu Qiao. Unfortunately, this time, they felt wrong.

"The strength of the little overseas Chinese may be a little worse than that of Bu Yu, but it will never be much worse!" The spokesperson of Death narrowed his eyes and said, "It will be very tricky for the drinkers in the whole victory period to meet such a character, not to mention the drinkers who have lost half of their blood by Mengzhi. This is likely to lose than the drunken!"

"Wu Qiao, you are serious!" Duan Chen and others said with a smile that Meng Zhi was cut off by an axe by a drunkener, which was not acceptable to everyone. At this time, everyone was very violent.

"Wo!" At this moment, the shadow flashed by in an instant. Wu Qiao appeared directly behind the drunkard. The short knife in his hand picked up a strange rune and bombarded the drunkard.

"Oh no!" Seeing the short knife full of strange runes, his smiling face suddenly sank. At this moment, he had seen clearly what kind of skill it was!

"Spell!" With the sound of Wu Qiao's shouting, the spell killing skill suddenly broke out and bombarded into the drunkard's body. Suddenly, the drunkard's blood volume directly decreased!

"What a terrible blood-dunk skill!" Seeing the amount of blood on the drunkenist's head, the god of death spokesperson and others suddenly showed a touch of surprise. The degree of blood deduction of this skill was extremely high. At this moment, the blood volume of the drunkenist had dropped a lot.

"The drinker is dead!" Seeing this scene, the spokesperson of Death slowly exhaled and said, "However, the drinker should still have the strength to give the thief another blow!"

"Damn it!" The drunken's face suddenly changed. At this moment, he can also feel the horror of the spell killing. This is deadly enough!

"Go to hell!" The drunkard's sharp axe broke out directly. Suddenly, the drunkard jumped and rushed directly to the sky. Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the drunkard rushed directly to Wu Qiao below, and the tomahawk directly bombarded Wu Qiao with a terrible breath.

"Damn, I can't move!" Wu Qiao just wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all. Suddenly, his face changed.

"Pseudo-forbidden spell, cut off the head!" Duan Chen's eyes narrowed in an instant and said, if the player is cut off, the player will be imprisoned for three seconds. These three seconds are the key. It takes four seconds for the player to jump from the sky to bombard the opponent. It can only be avoided at the moment when the skill is about to fall on him. This is the horror of cutting off.

"Wu Qiao is going to hang up too!" Duan Chen took a breath and said, although Wu Qiao has forced the drinkers into a desperate situation, unfortunately, the last slash of the alcoholics must work. Wu Qiao did not know the effect of the slash at all. For a moment, he had lost his mind and could not avoid the slash. And the gap of that second may know that Wu Qiao, who attacked the slash will avoid it. Now, without knowing it, 70% of Wu Qiao can't avoid it!

"It's over!" Wu Qiao's face has changed greatly. Even if he has a lot of blood at this moment, he can't resist the bombardment of fake curses. Ranger players are weak in blood.

Suddenly, Wu Qiao felt that he could move. Looking at the huge axe that was about to cut his head, Wu Qiao jumped suddenly and retreated back in an instant.

"Dead!" The domineering roar of the drunkard sounded. At this moment, the huge tomahawk of the drunkard has fallen, but it has not directly hit Wu Qiao.

"Boom!" The terrible breath broke out in an instant. Under this blow, it did not hit Wu Qiao, but hit the ground. In an instant, the terrible explosion broke out directly from the ground hit by the drunkard. The abrupt bombardment hit Wu Qiao, who had just jumped out of this section, and bombarded Wu Qiao out.

The drunkard who had just fallen directly turned around and rushed to Wu Qiao again. The tomahawk aimed directly at Wu Qiao and bombarded him again.

"Get out of here!" Wu Qiao looked at the rushing drunkard, and his face suddenly sank. He shouted that even the Yu Wei of the pseudo-forbidden spell would hurt Wu Qiao very much. At this moment, Wu Qiao rushed directly to the drunkard and stabbed the drunkard's throat with a short knife. Anyway, the drunkard had only a trace of blood under the attack of the curse.

"Boom!" Boom!"

With the sound of two voices, the two figures were directly knocked out in an instant. At this moment, Wu Qiao's blood volume was only a few dozen points left, and a huge damage value appeared on the drunkard's head again, which was the continuous damage value of the spell killing. Under this damage value, the drunkard directly hung up.

"Wu Qiao, come down! Next, it's my stage!" Duan Chen looked at Wu Qiao and said loudly. At the same time, he also stared at the spokesperson of Death. In the previous life, I needed to look up to the people!

"Uh-huh!" Looking at the spokesperson of Death and Duan Chen, Wu Qiao nodded and walked directly off the ring. This gambling battle has reached the last critical moment. The collision between the two giants, and I don't know who will win or lose.