In this moment, there was blood flowing in the corner of his mouth, but the momentum on his body suddenly soared.

Behind him, an illusory cetacre vine grew out of its surging true element.In an instant, it reached a height of a hundred feet.

At the same time, the vermiculite is no longer illusory, as if it were real, with a thick wrist.

“Give it to me!”

He screamed, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and dyed his chest clothes.And the vine, with the palm of his hand, sprang out like a blue spirit snake.

The first reaction of the short dead leader was to avoid, but he found that the cyan vines were too fast to hide at all.

Then he chose the hard-to-do.

Oh, hey!

The speed of the turquoise vine suddenly accelerated, leaving the short dead leader, and it was too late to react.

The magic of the movement has not yet burst out the strongest force, and the cetacles have already tied it up.Above the vines, the blue lights bloom, and the converging.

The short man struggles like crazy, but he can't break the blue vine.

However, Fu Hong is a mouthful of blood spewing out, and then biting his teeth and pointing out, above the cyan vines, the light is more intense.

Immediately, drag the short man to the dead leader and fly outside the ring.

Once out of the line, it represents a loss.

The short dead leader was bound by the verdant vine, and the eyes were about to fly out of the ring, but just when he reached the edge of the ring, a black light appeared on the head of the short man.

Bam!

The verdant vines were broken, and a mouthful of blood spewing out again.

And the young man took advantage of this opportunity to quickly approach Fuhong and bombarded it out.

He fell in the ring, struggling to get up, but he was unable to fight again.

"The first one, we won."The sound of the hustle and hustle of the Nine Wild King did not have any mood swings.

Then he asked again, "Continue to the second one."

Ji Xiaoyu did not talk nonsense, looking at Han Yuan.

At any time, Han Yuan, who was frowning at any time, his eyebrows stretched a little, and said nothing, and stood on the ring.

However, the eyebrows slightly stretched a little Han Yuan, the sadness between the looks, but more obvious.

This time, from behind the dream king, a dead leader came out, and the breath that emanated was also comparable to six steps.After the stage, the realm was immediately suppressed.

Similarly, there is no nonsense, and the necromanc leader is directly attacking.

Han Yuan's strength, there is nothing to say, in the same realm, almost no opponent.

The realm of necromanson is suppressed in the four-step extraordinary realm, the combat power is incomparable, and when facing Han Yuan, it can only be passively defended.

And Han Yuan's offensive, more and more fierce, and his face more and more bitter, formed a strong inverse.

Bounce!

The increasingly fierce offensive, finally reached the strongest time, completely broke out of the terrible attack force.One trick to each other seriously injured, even the dark red eyes, have become a lot of dimmer.

Second, win again!

There is no flesh and blood, only the skeleton under the armor, and naturally it will not bleed, but the breath on the body is extremely weak, which means that the body is seriously injured.

Returning to the boat, Han Yuan coughed sharply.

At the same time, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The original stable breath fluctuates, instantly attenuated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Are you all right?”Yang Fan asked.

"It's okay."Han Yuan shook his head.

In this regard, Yang Fan can also guess that just the fierce offensive, Han Yuan must have paid a small price, only to show.

Finally won a game, although it is a terrible victory, but the result is always good, but also worthy of happiness.

The three kings of the dead are very calm about this, as if they do not care about the general, just like the first win, very indifferent.

Then, in the third session, Ji Xiaoyu let the real young master shoot.

The fire and rain king also sent a mortal leader at an extraordinary level, and his strength was only four-step transcendent, and he did not need to suppress the realm.

The true young master and the dead leader are also four-step extraordinary, but the real young master is all kinds of means, and he cannot defeat it.

In the end, both defeats, no one can win.

Even if you die, it will only end together.

So, you can only draw.

In the fourth game, Zhong Lian went to the stage, and the result was a fiasco.

In the fifth game, Ji Xiaoyu let Wu play zero, and also lost.

In the sixth game, the game is doing its best, but the strength is still slightly worse.

In the seventh game, Xiaoman took the initiative and finally narrowly won a game.

And in the eighth session, Ji Xiaoyu's eyes turned and looked at the wind.Naturally, the wind also knew the meaning of Ji Xiaoyu, without hesitation, directly on the ring.

They have lost enough, and if the last ten games come down and they lose, they will die.

In order not to die, the wind is a fierce expression.

Look at your opponent, the wind let your voice, try to look a little bit hard, gritted your teeth: "Give you a chance, take the initiative to give up!"

Unfortunately, the dead leaders who came up to the stage did not pay attention at all.Even if the realm is suppressed in the middle of the celestial realm, the offensive is still fierce when it is shot.

The law of heaven and earth, in its control, burst out the greatest power.

The wind did not retreat, the right hand was stamped on the chest, and a white wind appeared around it, like a real storm shield.

No matter how the other person attacks, they can't break it.

Yang Fan can't help but Tucao in his heart, the wind is really not a general fear of death, and the treasures they have are also biased to defense.The martial arts of cultivation are also defensive types.

However, looking at the white storm shield, Yang Fan was also secretly surprised.

Even if he wants to break it, it is not easy.

Madness attacked for a while, the necromancer, found that it was impossible to break the wind defense.He stepped back, stood far away, and then looked at the wind.

If it goes on like this, there is only the tie.

The wind has always been defensive, and the other side can not break his defense, can not be unlimited deadlocked.

“Look at my invincible feet!”At this time, the wind laughed, and the printing trick in his hand changed.

Bounce!

In the next moment, from the white windshield, a huge blur appeared.This tall figure is in that white wind, looming.

Immediately, one foot down.

The heavens and the earth are trembling, the soles of the feet are falling, the wind is roaring, and the mighty is incomparable.

Bam!

The necromancer was directly stepped on the ring, the huge figure dissipated, and the soles of the feet disappeared.The white wind that swept away was gradually turned into invisible.

Then the leader of the dead appeared in the eyes of the people.

At this moment, the necromanour leader lay in the ring, and the armor on his body had many broken marks, and the breath was extremely unstable.

won!

But it was the eighth game, winning three, leveling one, and losing four.