Chapter 83 Death War 4

At this moment, Ye Fei was infinitely concerned about the devastating pain from his arm. Under the intersection of the fists, a wave of air burst from between the two.

Not only was the people around unprepared, but even the eight-level martial artists themselves were shocked by the effect of this blow. A stick that was enough to open the mountain and split stones was actually stopped. Moreover, the tearing feeling from the tiger's mouth made him more taboo, which shows that the force of the opponent's arms is not inferior to him at all. The old man with short blue hair never thought that this fat man could resist his attack. How did he do it?

However, with this eight-level martial artist's stunnedgong fu, the strong impact of the explosion involuntarily stagated his body and had time to react. A thick, hairy fist had broken through the darkness and suddenly appeared in his sight.

This punch is so unreasonable. At the previous moment, it was still suppressed by the long stick of war and could not move. How did this moment come to its eyes?

Even with the obstruction of smoke and dust, Ye Fei can clearly see the doubts and fear in the eyes of the old man with blue hair in front of him. It was a desperate look and the most complete despair. The last time he saw this look was in Abat's eyes.

"Go to hell!" The fat man couldn't help shouting, like a dragon, ringing all over the nine.

The huge fist has completely broken through the eight-level warrior's war spirit armor without any obstacles. The armor with blue ice and snow patterns actually melted in an instant. Wherever the fat man's fist went, there was no obstacle, and the blue head was printed straight.

The milky light on the fist did not stop, smashing the whole head as if it were nothing. Red, white and blue soared in an instant, flying in the air, forming a bloodstorm. The splashed blood and brain plasma sprayed all over Ye Fei's face, but there was no trace left on the fist, which was still the dazzling breast. White.

"Cao Bin..." Xu Lintao's eyes turned red, and the dense blood was full of his eyes in an instant. He couldn't imagine it, but he just turned his eyes back to the bald man, and the war on the other side had taken a shocking reversal.

He can even remember that the best friend locked the long stick on the fat man's shoulder at the last moment. Why did the situation turn sharply in a short moment and ended up with a tragic situation without a whole body? What on earth happened?

Boom......

The strong explosion made everyone slightly distracted. In everyone's minds, the picture still stayed in Cao Bin's second stick, with an unparalleled fierce blow in front of him. Naturally, the strength of the eighth-level martial artist should not be underestimated. There is no doubt that there is a chance to watch a martial artist's action at close range. The help of elites who have not broken through level 8 is huge. This gap is not only a change in power, but also an improvement in the realm.

Cao Bin's stick is like a dragon going to sea, and it is like a thousand horses galloping. Whether it is power, speed, momentum or time, it is just right. If this stick is made strong, the battle will come to an end. Even several companions behind him had taken back the ready-to-go attack when they saw the eight-level martial artist take action. However, such a inevitable blow not only blocked the fat man, but also killed Cao Bin!

Everyone present was shocked by the shocking reversal in the venue. Why did the besieged fat man suddenly seem to have changed? It's too incredible to kill an eight-level warrior with one blow.

Impossible! Impossible! It must be an illusion! It must be an illusion! This is the only thought in everyone's heart, and no one can believe such an illusory scene in front of them.

However, the culprit did not have the posture of giving up at this moment. This fat man is naturally unreasonable and can't bear any loss in his life. He was forced into today's helpless predicament, which has already made him angry.

First, he was framed. In the conflict of Provence, he not only killed Sina's family, but also killed Eurasian Sugasso. He finally escaped, but before his buttocks were hunted down and killed all the way, he had no choice but to throw his lover with his own hands for a 1% chance to escape. Tongshajiang, who died nine times.

When has Ye Fei, who has been a bully since childhood, been forced to such a bleak extent? The repeated bullying has already made him angry. Even a person with a good temper can't stand it, not to mention a bitch who is not good at all?

If you can't beat it, I will bite! If you can't bite, you have to spit on your face and disgust you! If you want me to die, you have to be buried with me first! This is Ye Fei, and this is a desperate fat man. Although he is a little scoundrel, some hooligans and some gangsters, this almost desperate momentum is really the nature of this bitch.

Therefore, when everyone was slightly stunned for a moment, Ye Fei's footsteps did not stop, and the next one to suffer was the seventh-level magician who performed a series of fire dances.

When the corners of the fat man's eyes and mouth hung a few pieces of minced meat, his head was covered with white brains, his face was full of flesh, and his face was ferocious as if he had just come out of hell on the 18th floor. When he appeared in the sight of the stunned magician, the elites of the Sisoko family witnessed the third sadness with their own eyes. The drama happened.

The blue magic shield did not have any effect, and the fat man did not have any superfluous movements. The poor seven-level magician was kicked fiercely on his crotch, and then the whole person drew a beautiful arc in the sky, making a tragic howl in the sky.

"Bum!"

No one could have thought that the moment when a fat man's foot came into contact with the body of a seven-level magician, it would make such a crisp sound, as if the sound of the balloon being stabbed by a needle in an instant, sweating coldly, which made all the men present unconsciously clamp their legs tightly, fearing that the next one would be their turn. .

The two strong stimulations have already stunned everyone, and stood at a loss. In confusion, astonishment and fear, the murderer rubbed his feet on his right leg trousers, which could erase the dirty traces on it.

"I'm going to kill you..." Xu Lintao roared and rushed up without saying a word. His roar would also call back the confused people.

The price of eight masters has been paid just to arrest the three, which is an unprecedented tragedy in the Sisoc family in the past. Even with the power of the Sisoc family, a group of masters buried here cannot be despised. Although only three people died at the hands of the fat man in front of him, no matter what method can be used to get rid of two eighth-level warriors, a seven-level warrior has made everyone afraid.

In fear, more than a dozen people standing around tried to surround him again. However, the red-eyed fat man was not willing to give them this opportunity. He scolded, one mother in one mouth and one mother in one mouth. His hands and feet were not slow at all, and all kinds of moves emerged one after another. In a blink of an eye, two unlucky ghosts were confused. He died at the hands of the fat man.

Seeing that the fat man's fists and feet are strange, how dare people dare to fight? Although they don't understand why he can break through the defense and directly attack the body, no one is stupid enough to challenge the unknown danger with his body. For a moment, a very strange picture appeared, turning into a person chasing, a group of people Escape.

After all, Xu Lintao failed to kill Ye Fei. Before his words fell, Gabu's figure was approaching, and the sound of the crisp long sword coming out of the sheath immediately reminded the ninth-level magician of who was his opponent.

Just like the long tail dragged up by a meteor across the sky, there is also a long figure behind Gargabu, gradually fading into the shadow of nothingness, still retaining the posture of bouncing up from the ground, and pulling out half of the long sword flashing with a fearful cold light.

The remnants... See the remnants again...

It was just a stunned kung fu. Xu Lintao had found that Gabu's figure was pressing straight to him. Although the magic shield was turned on all the time, the terrible speed still made him cold all over.

Xu Lintao admitted that he had never despised any opponent, but even so, when Gabb took action, he still felt that he underestimated the bald man. The gloomy cold sword had cut through the darkness almost in an instant. Even with the protection of a magic shield, he instinctively I feel the deadly murder hidden underneath.

However, the strength of the nine-level magician is not a decoration. At that moment, Xu Lintao made the most correct reaction. Without moving an inch, he waved three magics in one go without any hesitation.

After seeing Gagabu's frightening horrible speed, Xu Lintao has given up the idea of competing for speed, not to mention that as a magician, he is not a warrior who is good at speed and explosive power. If he wants to have an advantage in this regard, there is no hope.

If you can't compete with speed, it doesn't mean that there is no way to defeat Gabb. What's more, there are five eight-level warriors in front of him. Whether it is a spiritual mage or a curse mage, he has always been the darling in team battle. One can double its own combat strength, and the other can weaken the opponent to the maximum extent. No matter what the strength is, it is enough to plunge the enemy into an abyss of eternal disaster.

With decades of combat experience, how can the strength of a nine-level magician be a useless embroidered pillow? Almost in an instant, Xu Lintao's magic had locked Gabe's figure, and the three magics that flashed casually showed the extraordinaryness of the old man.