Chapter One Hundred and Seven. death
The tornado is blowing straight towards the army! Approaching the Timberwolf Enchantment! The Blade Whirlwind only lasts for five seconds, leaving a black chasm in the ring everywhere it goes! was collided, and it was directly destroyed! Timberwolves can't stand it! If he had to resist, then he had to remove the directional shield on the old fan, which would be equivalent to giving up the old fan! However, compared to the four people behind him, which is more important, he understands it at once!
The directional shield on Jiu Fan's body was revoked - the moment the directional shield disappeared on his body, he knew how dangerous his situation and the situation of his companions were, he decided to do his best to run to the edge of the ring, and used all kinds of spiritual skills, he used it three times in a flash, but, every time, he was blocked alive by Ang's phantom, and he was still fixed there, on his body, although he opened the spiritual power enchantment, but he was also scarred, he had been wrapping his arms around his chest, and his arms were already blurred with flesh and blood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info Ang didn't take the initiative to hit him, but every attempt he made to break through to trigger the Phantom's hit effect.
"Old Fan, I also have a friendship with you, I don't want to be a killer, but I can't help myself. I can't let you leave healthy, but I won't kill you. After a while, the two of them will finish attacking, and the moment they step down, it is the best time for you to step down, you use the displacement spirit technique to rush out of my spiritual range, I will make a flaw, you go straight down! At this time, Ang told Old Fan in a very small voice.
Old Fan was stunned, he didn't expect that Ang would let himself go?! In fact, he and Ang and Feng Xuanmo only met twice during the mission, and they chatted more closely.
"Why, kill us." Old Fan asked a little weakly: "This competition is just for the sake of spiritual arts." ”
Ang's four phantoms looked at Old Fan, not knowing which one was true and which one was false, but Old Fan could still see that all four phantoms were asked a little low by him: "The simplest things often have the most complicated backs." It's time for you to go—"
"Let's go!" The wolf screamed, let his team members get out of the ring, and opened the sixth spiritual magic rebound enchantment by himself! This is the final blow, and hopefully it can bounce off their forbidden tornado! He didn't plan to get out of the ring, but to protect his teammates until the last moment!
"Let's go!" Jia Hao looked at his teammates who were unwilling to leave the wolf behind, and shouted loudly. In the face of death, everyone is insignificant, prompted by Jia Hao's voice, Jin Ye, Dongfang Tian Jing and Li Yan all jumped out of the ring quickly, and what people didn't expect was that Jia Hao didn't go, he quickly moved to the edge of the ring and shouted: "Old Fan-"
For the next moment, the audience held their breath. The blade whirlwind swept in, and the forest wolf's spiritual skill did not work, and it was instantly devoured by the whirlwind! And just a second when the Timber Wolves delayed time! Jia Hao shouted: "Transposition - Cold Ice Bone!" ”
As soon as the old fan saw a flower in front of him, he had already reached the edge of the ring, he looked at the tornado that was flying towards him with a scarred look, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell out of the ring, and the referee immediately opened the enchantment to protect him. And the transposition with the transposition is the spiritual skill of the mage spirit master, Jia Hao will also do it, his transposition is the fourth spiritual art, and then the cold ice bone shouted is the seventh spiritual art, let yourself or the enemy freeze for three seconds, but it must be in a locked state, Ang's phantom can't be locked at all, only he can be locked! He didn't know that the conversation between Ang and Jiu Fan was completely in the spirit of saving people, he thought that the wolf was still okay, it was the most dangerous to have Jiufan, and he still had this seventh spiritual technique, so he could save his life. So he shifted his position and changed his position, and at the moment he landed, he used the ice bone to freeze himself for three seconds, and when the three seconds were over, the phantom was over.
That's right, he saved Old Fan, but the moment he landed on the freeze, he heard Ang's sigh: "It shouldn't be like this!" Then Ang directly used the phantom to beat the frozen and immobile Jia Hao under the ring without killing him. At this moment, in the ring, the effect of the blade whirlwind was lifted, and the spirit and smile fell to the ground separately, and both of them were pale and spitting blood. And in the middle of the two of them, the bloody and fleshy forest wolf fell there, and he couldn't get up anymore......
“…… No...... Won't it......" Ah Yao looked at the stage, the three of them fell to the ground, but Ang stood there, looking at the entire ring with a gloomy expression.
He was not injured at all, and slowly walked to the place where Timberwolf and his two team members fell.
Bi Qianjun couldn't believe it, the forest wolf couldn't stand up! And Sunset doesn't believe that the forces behind the killers who can make the Spirit Master Academy of the Wind Sun Empire go down are the Mixi clan or not! Isn't it, Elder Purple Feng!
Aung walked up to the wolf, took off his dark green cloak, wrapped the wolf, picked it up, and walked to the edge of the ring to hand it to the judge.
He was dressed in a white tights, the red ribbon that tied his waist-length black hair had fallen off when he took off his cape, his long hair was floating in the wind behind his head, the two pairs of black studs on his ears were still so delicate, and the red sunset tattoo ring on his neck was still so obvious. His dark purple eyes looked at him condescendingly, looking at the old fan who was sitting under the ring angrily, Ah Yao took the corpse of the forest wolf, biting his lip, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Windy Sun Empire's Spirit Master Academy wins!"
No applause, no cheers.
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