The familiar countdown began to sound, and Zhao Qianyu looked at the host.

Yes, the people who stayed on the field were not only referees, but even the existence of the host of the part-time commentary, and the particularly charming voice of the beautiful woman was also extremely beautiful.

This may be to bring a sense of anticipation to every guest, Zhao Qianyu thought to himself, perhaps...... That's the rich guy.

The people of Xingmang no longer mentioned it, on the "Ice Dance" side, Luo Mingtao was wrapped in a full-coverage ice armor, which was made of ice, and the giant sword like a door panel was carried on his shoulder, but the blade was not sharp, it seemed that this was not a giant sword, but a heavy giant hammer.

This type of sword has also been recorded in history, but it is said that it was made in ancient times to fight against dragons, and it can only be used for violent strikes, and it is "not at all dull as a sword" and has even become the object of ridicule by blacksmiths.

Luo Mingtao held such a heavy sword, which was enough to show his terrifying power.

Luo Li's whole body was shrouded in a layer of hazy blue light, although there was no power emanating, but in an instant, the temperature above the arena seemed to drop a few points, a faint layer of frost had already condensed under her feet, and countless small lines of soldiers began to spread like blades to all around.

Timur untied a two-meter-high giant shield from behind and protected it in front of him, Oster was blurry and made it impossible to see the figure clearly, Ye Lili had a large bouquet of flowers in her hand, and Wei Ming Yuxin pressed her hand on the handle of the knife and smiled slightly.

Wang Tianyu looked at the huge heavy ice sword and frowned slightly, but the war hammer still pointed at Luo Mingtao and said, "Let's use the battle to prove whose sister is cuter!"

There was a buzzing sound from Luo Mingtao's armor, "I can't ask for it!"

Wei Ming Yuxin looked at the duck, and an excited smile appeared on her face: "Let my sister love you well~"

Wang Tianyu suddenly felt a chill, and suddenly felt that he might not be able to protect his cutest sister.

"Game on!"

In the first moment, Wei Ming Yuxin had already rushed forward, followed by Oster and Luo Mingtao.

The starry man didn't move, but only made a defensive gesture.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the swordsman is always the most numerous among the warriors, however, although everyone can practice swordsmanship, there are very few who have practiced it to a high position.

And if there is someone whose sword skills reach the reach of mortals, it is the so-called "Sword Master".

This has nothing to do with an individual's identity, occupation, or rank, it only considers the sword skills in hand.

The Sword Master, the Sword Sage, the Sword Keeper, the Sword Bearer who is beyond the world.

As the granddaughter of the Sword Saint, how could Wei Ming Yuxin's swordsmanship be weak.

Draw the knife, thrust.

At first, it was steady and slow, but suddenly it became faster, and it quickly cut across like a flash of wind, and the sword drew a beautiful arc.

The natural sword was almost perfect, it seemed to be unavoidable, and it seemed to be unstoppable, Wang Tianyu didn't know what to do, so he could only urge the holy light, trying to rely on the protection of the holy light barrier to force this sword.

However, there is no such thing as perfection in this world, and it is almost perfect, and it is not perfect after all.

A skeleton ghost scythe held the long sword in the air, the skeleton's eyes flashed with a bewitching red light, and the scythe blade seemed to be stained with specks of dark red blood.

Wei Ming Yuxin saw the eyes that were as black as ink, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

After going out for a year, she finally met someone who could fight with her, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

And at this moment, everyone in the arena smelled a strong fragrance of flowers.

The people of "Xingmang" didn't seem to feel this, and the duck couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses because of the too strong floral fragrance, but the people of the "Ice Dance" seemed to be more excited because of this floral fragrance, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Mingtao had already come to Han Ling, and the giant sword like a door panel smashed straight down at Han Ling.

Tapping the hammer belt, the four consecutive blows of the left-handed sword condensed by the death mist were instantaneous, and the ice sword was slightly off, and then smashed straight to the ground, and even the ground of the arena was smashed out of a shallow ravine.

However, the skills are too poor, even if the air has no more powerful power, what can it do?

Since the opening, Han Ling has only had Wei Ming Yuxin in his eyes.

"Hand him over to me. Wei Ming Yuxin said, looking at Han Ling's eyes, but he couldn't hide the battle intent, and his steps were one after the other, an understatement.

There is no wind and thunder, no dragons and phoenixes, and there is just a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Han Ling clenched the ghost scythe with both hands, even he had to admit that he was a little nervous at this time, and of course he would be nervous in the face of a quasi-sword saint.

But that doesn't mean he's going to back down, and it doesn't mean he thinks he's going to lose.

Clang.

Han Ling took half a step back, but he took retreat as advance, and let the "momentum" of this sword seem to pierce everything take a step back, and the ghost sickle slashed down.

If "Starman" wants to win the match, then he will have to overcome Ashina Tamamshin.

Luo Mingtao's giant sword smashed into the ground and simply stopped raising, his muscles bulged, and he directly used it as a giant stick, and with a sweep, large and small stones splashed out, like steel projectiles that were enough to kill people.

Not to mention, the giant sword that swept after the stones.

Several holy rays of light fell, it was a magic technique from the owl, Wang Tianyu shouted, and a brilliant light bloomed from the war hammer, smashing on the surface of the giant sword.

His hammer was even a little small compared to Luo Mingtao's sword, but it blocked this seemingly unstoppable sweep.

Although Wang Tianyu successfully blocked this blow, he still couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Tianxun on the side immediately made up for it, and smashed it on this ice sword with a punch, and the demon soul density was activated, instantly increasing Tianxun's strength to the maximum, and the thick ice sword actually began to appear fine cracks because of this punch.

The rift continued to spread, but in the next moment, the ice sword melted directly from Tianxun's fist.

Laughter could be faintly heard from the armor, and then the cold ice condensed in an instant, freezing Tianxun's entire left arm.

Tianxun looked at the small slit in the armor that left his eyes to see, and smiled innocently.

Although the cold ice blocked Tianxun's movements, it also meant that Luo Mingtao could no longer defend with the ice sword.

Wang Tianyu, who had layers of holy light on his body, didn't know when he arrived on Luo Mingtao's left side, the holy light bloomed, and the divine hammer struck.

As mentioned before, the real lethality of a blunt weapon is always the accumulated kinetic energy, which is why it is particularly suitable for dealing with heavily armored knights.

I don't know how much the holy light gave Wang Tianyu a lot of strength, but he smashed Luo Mingtao to the side and flew out with a hammer.

The ice on Tianxun's hand began to melt and shatter, he and Wang Tianyu just smiled and wanted to high-five, two rapid rocks had already smashed directly towards the two, and after being hit by this powerful blow, the holy light on Wang Tianyu's body instantly dimmed a lot, but the holy light barrier on Tianxun's body did not stop this blow, he was hit in the chest and fell back a few times, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

It's true that Timur is the defensive system among the power demon resisters, but that doesn't mean that he has no attack ability at all, and the rock that shoots out is his only long-range attack.

At the same time, Luo Mingtao half-knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, and slowly stood up, and the giant sword began to slowly condense and form in his left hand again.

On the other side of the battlefield, Cheng Ye actually didn't have a good time.

During the six months of living together, Zhao Qianyu proposed an interesting idea to him:

The effect of arrogance is to ignore, so can you ignore your opponent's speed so that you can have the same speed as him?or can you ignore distance, so you have an infinite attack range or the ability to teleport?

It turns out that sweet peaches can make people full, and Zhao Qianyu happens to be a member of Taosa.

But Cheng Ye can indeed ignore some very important things, such as the shadow of Oster's body covering up at this moment.

While that doesn't mean he can keep up with his opponent's pace, let alone defend and counter effectively, it's a sad story.

You can see the opponent clearly, but you can't react at all, and many times you are just passively beaten, which is really helpless and helpless.

But the same as Cheng Ye, Oster actually couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in this battle, since he began to participate in competitive competitions, his advantage has always been to hide the fog of his body and his own extremely fast speed, but now, the opponent doesn't know why he can easily see where he actually is, and although his speed is still far ahead of the opponent, but the golden balls around him also make it impossible for him to launch an effective attack.

Obviously it's only a four-star Chinese army, how can he stop me? What is he relying on?

Despite the non-stop action, Oster was a little puzzled.

Outside the battle circle behind the battlefield, Zhao Qianyu and Luo Li looked at each other, the flames burned slowly, and the frost gradually condensed, but no one took the lead and did not make a move.

Although the previous words were very bad, in fact, what Zhao Qianyu said was not bad, there are indeed only two kinds of people in the eyes of the intelligence system demon masters-cannon fodder and other intelligence system demon masters, that's all.

As for what kind of cannon fodder is like between them, what does that have to do with them?

In fact, the civil war of the intellectual-based demon protectors is not as wonderful as the bard sings.

Careful observation, the temptation to start without merit, the careful observation of weaknesses, the temptation and attack to protect the opponent, and so on, and of course, the final blow that comes suddenly, but is enough to take the opponent's life.

Therefore, in general, they will summon elemental creations or puppets of their own creation as cannon fodder, set up defensive magic, first make themselves invincible, and then start casting spells to test their opponents, or destroy the opponent's cannon fodder, or try to remove the opponent's protection, and expose their weaknesses first to lose.

Then, if it weren't for the huge difference in strength, it would be possible for two guys from the intelligence department to fight for hours, and when most of the energy is invested in protection and their own safety, of course, the scene will not be good-looking.

So the two of them were still staring at each other.

Whoever is forced to strike first will fall behind.

This means their complete trust in their peers, as well as their total dependence.

But Luo Li never thought that in the case of a comprehensive lead in the realm of cannon fodder, he would have to take the lead to meet the enemy.

It's simply ...... Too bad.