Hagrid enters the arena, and the battle between him and Yerong is on the verge of breaking out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a special way of induction between Wuxian and the Seven Acolytes, so Yerong received a reminder message from Wuxian as soon as Hagrid took the stage, and he was ready early, almost summoning a dead hand.

He is good at disguise, disguise, and clone, but in fact, this is just one of his special strengths, any of these seven acolytes is a top master with explosive combat effectiveness, and Yerong is no exception.

Gradually, Hagrid lost the upper hand.

Considering his current identity, it is impossible for him to cast his true strength, let alone use the forbidden spell magic of the Holy Magister level, so it is nothing more than to tell everyone that he is a hidden enemy.

Up to now, he is still holding on to the illusion that he can kill Yerong quietly without revealing his identity, and when everyone asks him, he can explain that his sudden outburst accidentally caused the manslaughter.

But as he played, he felt that something was wrong.

Judging from his experience of fighting Wu Wu in the first few times, it is impossible for her strength to improve so quickly in a short period of time, even if his identity has changed now, but his basic foundation is still fast, how can he change his state all of a sudden and be in a suppressed situation?

What the hell is going on?

Hagrid couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have time to figure it out.

Yerong noticeably increased his speed, his attacks becoming sharper and sharper, almost pressing on him, not giving him a moment to breathe, and several times he was almost forced to use magic to crack the killing move.

What's wrong with this woman?

I didn't fight so hard with the mercenaries before him, why didn't I leave any room for him here?

Hagrid had a vague sense that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Yerong approached Hagrid's side and swept him around, only to be dodged by him with his head down.

The moment Hagrid lowered his head to dodge, his eyes were aimed at Yerong's waist, but this casual glance made his eyes widen suddenly, and his back felt cold.

If he remembers correctly, there has always been a white feather whip coiled around the waist of the Immortal, right?

Although the feather whip was soft enough to look like a woman's girdle, it was actually a whip that could not be underestimated, and he had seen its power.

Hagrid is very confident in his memory and observation, and is sure that he is not mistaken.

And the woman in front of her did have a belt tied around her waist, not the feather whip.

Hagrid's eyes narrowed, thoughts quickly flashing through his head.

Could it be that this person, like himself, is disguised?

In order to verify his guess, he did not hesitate to suspect, took the initiative to come up, and under the light of the hall light, he saw those eyes clearly.

That's not the Innocent Eye at all!

He's fooled!

Hagrid realized that he had fallen into someone's trap by accident

But it was too late.

Yerong entangled him and didn't let him get out, and at this time, Wuxian had already issued an order to Fan Kongxue, and he jumped into the ring one by one, forming a front and back attack on Hagrid with Yerong.

"Hey, isn't that a fat uncle? What is he doing up at this time? Hey, why are you still helping the night beauty? What the hell is he doing?"

Behind the crowd in the distance, the young young mercenary saw at a glance that the extra mercenary in the ring was the "fat uncle" he had just hooked up with, and the whole person was stunned.