"The rune is not in my hands, if you want to complain, go to the big ball of light. ”

A low, playful voice came from behind the mask, and Kang quickly retreated after missing the blow, dodging Levatin's horizontal slash.

Pitch-black ice marks streaked through the air, and two bulges suddenly appeared on Kang Jichuan's back, breaking through the snake scale robe and stretching out.

The bat-like demon wings flowed with a clear blue glow, outlining a clear vein, which was the trajectory of the magic flowing.

"If I'm not mistaken, Captain, your ability is that of Diablo II's mage and the prototype of the torture archetype, right?"

Wang Hao, who was waiting for the battle with his left gun and right sword, grinned and showed a hideous smile.

"And my profession is a lawbreaker, and I won't lose to you in terms of physical fitness alone. ”

"So what?"

The young man with the combat staff in both hands, the tip of the stick tapping the ground tilted his head, and the strange smile on the mask seemed to be mocking Wang Yu.

"That means I don't have to"

"Lose to you!!"

The sound was elongated in the air and turned into an eerie tone, as if speaking to a fan running at full speed. The extreme speed that erupted in an instant caught Kang Jichuan off guard, and the three walls of fire erected in a hurry were directly broken through by Wang Yu without care, and the magic spear wrapped around the thunder was already close to him. Soon, is this monster going to die at the hands of Wang Hao?

"Huh. ”

A short sneer squeezed out of the boy's throat, and he threw away his combat staff as if he had given up, and faced the deadly thunder shot unarmed!

The crystal-gorgeous hideous demon wrist slowly clenched, and the light of ice, fire, poison and electricity burst out from the palm of the palm, but it was forced to compress together under the closure of the five fingers, like four small jade stones exercising the strength of the fingers. The knuckles bent and even made a faint sound of steel grinding. In the end, all the elements were condensed into a ball, and the appearance of arrogance was reined.

The right arm, which was as hard as the Treasure, suddenly threw a fist, and the invisible air was squeezed apart by the huge force, making a deafening explosion.

At the moment when the Demon Hand came into contact with the Divine Spear, all the compressed elements exploded in the most primitive and violent attitude, and the light emitted in an instant even made Wang Hao invisible.

Except for the feeling of wanting to get rid of his hands and the red, white, blue, and green vision from the spear, he could only hear the cold and disdainful murmur.

"Ghost Strike!"

The red-clothed boy was knocked flying by the blow that contained the Dazzling Pattern Fusion Technique, and fell into the massive void created by the Dark Sun. Kang Jichuan, on the other hand, picked up the battle staff with his right arm with illusory light, and threw all kinds of magic into the pit with impunity.

The left hand, which was no different from ordinary people, snapped its fingers slightly, and the clouds were thick, and the blazing white thunder snakes passed through the clouds, and under the guidance of the long staff, they fell into the huge crater, electrolyzing the air and emitting a strange smell, and the soil turned black.

The blue ice hockey ball was suspended in the palm of his hand and was thrown by the boy with a sneer. Seemingly endless ice picks shot out as the sphere swirled, instantly covering the scorched earth with frost.

The wailing white soul waved its spiritual tentacles wildly, its distorted face faintly visible in the center, and swooped down on its foes with endless anger and resentment.

Finally, the burgundy staff slammed into the ground, and the burning boulder pierced the sky, steaming clouds, and falling with an unbeatable momentum, and the huge tremor made the mountain of Yuanzang Mountain let out an overwhelmed wail.

And the miserable green poisonous gas drifted out from the shattered boulders, filling the entire giant crater, obscuring Kang Jichuan's own vision.

Kang Jichuan did not let his guard down, the hellfire in the young man's hand was ready to go, the tip of the staff flashed with blazing white thunder, and the breath of death lingered around him, turning into pieces of broken floating white bones.

The large-scale magic floor scrubbing just now seemed to be huge, but in fact, it couldn't cause any substantial damage to Wang Yu. Not to mention the spellbreaker's own anti-magic force field, the barrier of will, honed from constant death and resurrection, alone was enough for Wang Yu to avoid most of the damage.

"But I'm not the only one with that. ”

With a low sneer, his left hand, which was pale, suddenly raised, spewing dark red flames entwined with black through the white bone armor to the blackened figure.

The cardinal forcibly broke through without healing, and the magic sword wrapped in black mist slashed at the suspended broken bones.

The pitch-black ice eroded the frost on the white bones into the same color, and the protection fused with the shattered ice armor could not stop Wang Hao's assault.

Twice in a row, he was completely overwhelmed in the "quality" of the power of the same lineage, but Kang Jichuan did not have any intention of being depressed.

Not only because the remaining flames and toxins can have a significant effect on an enemy with a high recovery like Wang Yu, but also because of the identity of the enemy.

Sunset Scarlet, it's a no-brainer, down-and-out -

Undead!

And in addition to the elemental mage, Kang Jichuan is also a three-star peak necromancer!!

"So, identity determines fate. ”

"Dead guy, just go back to the grave honestly for Lao Tzu!!!!"

Laughing wildly, hundreds of times the spiritual power of ordinary people converged into sharp thorns, and a piece of mercury color appeared in the air, stabbing towards Wang Hao's skull!

The young man in red hurriedly used his will as a strong wall, and collided with the mercury-colored spirit stab without any fancy fancy!

If Wang Hao's indestructible will is an iron wall, then Kang Jichuan's crazy twisted spirit is a roaring chainsaw to cut a hole in the steel!

Like two high-speed trains driving at full speed collided together, being squeezed into a weird tin can in an instant by a huge force, Wang Hao and Kang Jichuan felt a tearing pain in their minds at the same time, and the two of them snorted, but they both chose to face each other, dancing the murder weapon in their hands, wanting to smash the head of the person in front of them!

The staff of dark flames and miserable green poisonous mist clashed with the scarlet spear, and the fine purple shirt wood was easily cut into two pieces, and the tip of the staff wrapped in steel flew in the opposite direction, but it could not make the trajectory of the spear stop even once.

As if he hadn't realized that his weapon had been broken, Kang Jichuan suddenly changed the half-way sweep to a stab, and the sharpened head of the staff stabbed into Wang Hao's right chest, and the dark red fire and miserable green poisonous mist burned and corroded the young man's body, and Gangnir had already smashed half of Kang Jichuan's head, and the strange mask was also swept away.

So, Wang Hao finally saw the true appearance of Kang Zhenchuan.

It was a familiar face.