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Suddenly, Wang Yan remembered the scene when he once followed the corpse Taoist and learned to dodge bullets. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

There are some things that cannot be accurately grasped by the naked eye, but the perception of the spirit can.

He instinctively slowed down his breathing, allowing himself to quickly advance into a state of emptiness, and his spiritual consciousness began to gradually spread outward.

This kind of perceptual ability has been practiced by him countless times.

Soon, the time around me seemed to slow down, every grain of sand, every sound became extremely clear, and even the trajectory of the wind was clearly presented in my mind.

Just as he was holding his breath and just standing still, a cold aura crept up his back.

This feeling is intangible, but it is like substance, like the cold tongue of an evil ghost, slowly licking through his back.

In an instant, a strong sense of crisis rushed straight to Wang Yan's heart, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and goosebumps all over his body, all of which stood up in an instant.

In this electric light, he clenched the hammer almost instinctively, and at the same time stepped across, and his body naturally turned to his side.

I saw that the sand behind me, which was originally empty, suddenly shook the space.

A cheetah with a body of three meters long, a dark body, and eyes emitting a turquoise glow, jumped out of thin air silently, and grabbed Wang Yan's throat with one claw.

The sharp claws of the cheetah are as long as a dozen centimeters, and the dark light on the tips of the claws flows, and it can be seen that they contain some kind of power that is enough to destroy the realm.

This claw can be described as cruel and deadly, if it is grasped, not to mention the throat, even the vertebrae will probably be cut.

Fortunately, Wang Yan had just caught a sense of crisis, instinctively took a step sideways, and in an instant, he narrowly missed a few centimeters.

But despite this, looking at the sharp claws of the cold light, slashing in front of his eyes, a heart was about to rise to his throat.

With a "poof", the claws slashed through the space, leaving a sharp hollow sound.

Although he didn't grasp it, the strong claw wind still made Wang Yan's clothes "stab" and cracked three big holes.

Wang Yan had palpitations, but under the strong fighting instinct, the flames all over his body erupted violently, and the layers of flame airflow swirled around his body like a whirlpool.

I saw him holding the hammer with both hands and smashing it fiercely, with great power, even the surrounding space faintly neighed and trembled.

"Roar!"

After the cheetah landed, instead of retreating to dodge, it roared angrily, and instantly transformed into a hideous giant bear with dark brown fur and a grinning mouth.

This is the real legendary giant bear, with a body length of seven or eight meters, nearly one-third larger than Reynolds, the Northland Bear King who hunted the god in midwinter, and its fierce and domineering majesty made it look like a fierce beast from ancient times, with a pair of brutal eyes, as if it was going to eat Wang Yan alive.

It stood on its hind feet, standing in front of Wang Yan like a small mountain, and in the face of Wang Yan's war hammer, it waved a huge palm like a door panel, and slapped it head-on.

"Boom!"

There was a violent sound, like an explosion of ammunition, and the ground was shaken and trembled, and the surging burst of energy, mixed with sand and flames, spread out in all directions with a rumbling might.

The youth conference, which was being broadcast live, suddenly became silent.

Although the incident only happened in a very short period of time, the duel between the strong and the strong made the audience's eyes widen, and they were fascinated by it, and even the discussion stopped.

In front of the desert oasis, there were no fancy skills, and the powerful wind produced by the simple power of the bombardment was overwhelming, blowing the vegetation and almost sticking to the ground.

A few small camels hiding in the grass were already frightened to pee in the face of this powerful power. Xiao Huang, who was relatively close to Wang Yan, was directly lifted by the wind and fell into the oasis.

Xiao Huang, who was thrown to the ground, screamed loudly, tears flowed out, this Xiao Huang just wanted to be a quiet camel king, begging to be let go.

The two members of the Banshee Alliance, Alison and Lyanna, began to turn a little pale.

"I didn't expect Wang Yan's hidden strength to be so strong, this kid is quite kind, and he really showed mercy to our subordinates just now. Allison's tone was a little more grateful, and then frowned, "It's just that who is this person who can change the form of a beast?"

"He, he's ......" Lyanna, who had already seen who it was, said with a nervous expression and a solemn look, "He's Arnold Giant Bear!"

"You mean, one of the seven elders of the Druids of the North American Dark Federation, Arnold Giant Bear!" Allison heard this, and her eyes suddenly widened, "He will actually take action in person, could it be said that the North American Dark Federation has formed an alliance with Dongying?"

The breath of Xiao Xiao blew through the whole field with the wind and sand, and the entire oasis was shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere.

Under this blow, Wang Yan slid backwards for more than ten meters before stopping, his faintly sore and aching arms reminding him of the terrible strength of his opponent.

"Arnold Giant Bear!! North American Dark Alliance?" Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, instinctively put on a fighting posture, and looked forward.

He remembered that Zhou Zhiyi and the others who colluded with the abyss forces were members of the North American Dark Alliance, and even some FBG forces had anything to do with them.

The smoke in front of me gradually dissipated, and I saw the huge brown bear sliding backwards for about ten meters, and then jumped backwards.

In mid-air, the giant bear's size changed rapidly.

I saw that a middle-aged man wearing an old brown cloak and a pair of vigorous antlers on his forehead landed on the sand on Wang Yan's right hand.

He had a rugged brown beard, and he held an ancient vine staff in his left hand, and he laughed indifferently after landing on the ground, as if he had just struck a blow with Wang Yan, but it was as simple as waving his hand lightly.

"Worthy of being a child of flames, the strength is indeed good. His expression was calm and light, but in fact, he pinned his numb and painful right hand behind him.

At the same time, he secretly exclaimed in his heart, no wonder he would be defeated in his hands, if this kid is not removed now, he will definitely become the second Yanzun of Huaxia Kingdom in the future!

As soon as his words fell, twenty or thirty disciples from the North American Dark Federation quickly gathered behind him, as if the retreat on Wang Yan's right hand was completely blocked.

"Hehe, Arnold, don't you think it's more interesting for the Children of Flame to have some strength?"

Almost at the same time, a ghostly voice, like cold water, floated from the direction of Wang Yan's left hand.

I saw a middle-aged man with a withered body, with his hands around his chest, standing on top of the head of a red centipede with a body length of more than ten meters and a thickness like a water tank, all the way to the oasis.

The giant centipede climbed over the sand dunes as if it were walking on the ground, and a giant red was delicate and red, and from the hideous mouthparts with protruding teeth, there were bursts of strange roars of "roaring roar".

The middle-aged man standing above it had an ugly face and a strange stench on his body, and under his robe with Southeast Asian characteristics, it seemed that some living thing was constantly arching.

"Master of the Head Lower, Kazan!"

This dress and very distinctive Gu worm, Wang Yan recognized it at a glance, and his face couldn't help but become a little more grim.

Don't look at Kazan's ugly appearance and weak body, he is one of the very few A+ players in this competition.

And Gu poison witchcraft is far more than it looks like on the outside, that giant red-headed centipede is just a small means for him to show out, who knows how many abilities he hides behind his back that outsiders don't know?

Before the start of the competition, he was able to fight several times with the half-step S-level blood wolf Walton, which is the best example.

According to Wang Yan's experience, a mysterious superpower like him is often the most careless and difficult one.

On this side, Kazan looked calm and unhurried, attacking the forces of the Chinese National African Bureau and increasing the influence of Southeast Asia, he couldn't be more happy.

He also brought dozens of low-level contestants from the Southeast Asian Association and walked slowly and completely blocked Wang Yan's left hand side.

For a while, the oasis was blocked on three sides, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the vast desert is like a dead and silent sea of sand at this time, majestic and quiet, as if nature has frozen time in this moment.

In the oasis, Zhang Weidao and Wu Bujie were already wide-eyed and speechless.

Alison and Lyanna are also full of heaviness, such a formation is really exaggerated!

The nearly 100 middle and low-level abilities present were menacing and majestic, like a big net of hunting, slowly tightening.

And the five people led by them are all famous and well-known top powerhouses, and two of them have reached the point of A+, looking at this posture, where it seems to encircle Wang Yan alone, it is simply a war!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just as Ellingson and Lyanna were secretly speechless, heavy footsteps were heard behind the oasis.

"Someone else is coming!"

The two women turned their eyes to look back, their eyes widening.

What a haze this Flame Child has caused outside, and how can such a monster come!

I saw that behind the oasis, a four-armed giant man with a body as high as three meters tall and like a black iron tower was slowly walking with heavy steps.

He has an ugly and murderous appearance, a pair of round angry eyes, and a murderous aura, looking almost like the grinning demon Rakshasa in the portrait!

The exposed chest and back, the skin is dark, and the whole body is full of rough and thick muscles, especially the four thick arms, like four pillars of rock, as if with a slight wave, it can exert the power of destroying gold and breaking stones.

The four broad-bladed broadswords that symbolize war and destruction in India are held in his hands, and they are all full of power when they are waved casually when walking.

"The four-armed rakshasa of India, Dijang!"

Lyanna was the first to recognize him, "It is rumored that he was born with four arms, with infinite strength, and was considered to be the reincarnation of evil spirits at birth, and the old midwife was directly frightened to death, and even his biological parents were afraid and threw him directly into the Ganges." ”

But the monster survived, and was adopted by an old monk seven days later, until his power awakened when he was a teenager, and since then the Rakshasa demon has become synonymous with him. Lyanna said in one breath what she had heard, "The most important thing to mess with in India is this monster, and he even got angry several times and directly ate the other party raw!"

"I can see it...... Allinson swallowed a somewhat thirsty throat, his eyes swept behind Di Rang, and sure enough, behind him, dozens of Indian players, armed with various weapons, surrounded him little by little.

Since then, the entire oasis has been completely surrounded, and the people in the oasis have been unable to escape.

...... (To be continued.) )