Ochif slowly transported the cold ice fighting qi, and suddenly a faint blue light began to emerge from the place where he covered the wound.

Ice slabs soaked in dark red blood spread outward from the wound, covering half of his body in the blink of an eye.

Ochif moved, and although his ribs still ached, the pain only made him more insane for the endurance he had gained over the battlefield.

Cindia finally felt the feeling that Captain Vanessa had said at the beginning. Whether it was the power of the leylines or the strength of the earth, they all gradually left him. That kind of state that has never been seen before is gradually revealed, maybe this is the feeling of ordinary people, right?

He felt weakness like he had never felt before, and perhaps he had, at least in his childhood hundreds of years ago. I have long forgotten that memory.

Looking at Cindia, who was gradually turning back into her original form, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ochif's mouth.

Ochiv smiled, and almost instantly, the cold ice condensed a three-foot long sword, which was held upside down in his raised hands.

He stabbed down hard, aiming at Syndia's panicked face. Ochiv knew that stabbing him in this position would not kill him immediately, but it was extremely painful.

He wanted to let this hateful elf boy often "enjoy" the pain he had "enjoyed", so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

However, at this moment, a silver spear suddenly burst through the air, and the sharp aura instantly attracted the attention of Ochif.

Since entering the middle of the endless period, Ochif's sixth sense has become more acute, and almost the moment he senses danger, he dodges sideways.

Ochiv's subconscious reaction suddenly touched the wound on his side, and he suddenly stumbled in pain. He stabbed his ice sword into a large tree beside him with one hand, stabilizing his falling figure.

Ochif looked up. I saw a figure with blue lightning shining all over his body speeding towards me. The speed of this figure was so fast that even he had to bow down.

Of course, Ochiv knew that this figure was the boy named "Storm". This kid made a deep impression on him. Not only did he ruin his good deeds with his incendiary eloquence, but he also had the same rare lightning power as the elf named Winnie, but it seemed to be weaker.

Ochiv let go of the ice sword that was piercing the trunk of the tree, and with a flick of his hands, two three-foot ice swords once again condensed in his cool hands.

"Since you're in a hurry to come and die, it's no wonder I'm not to blame. Ochiv's feet shook and he took two steps forward.

Gail was "overloaded" at the moment with his misty bare fighting spirit. Unlike other fighting spirits, overload is not "overloaded" in the true sense of the word.

Other "overloaded" fighting qi refers to the rapid production and operation of fighting qi in the body, without any regard for whether the fragile blood vessels and internal organs can withstand the violent impact.

The lightest of this "overload" is also an internal injury that requires a long period of time to cultivate, and the worst is the damage to the foundation of cultivation, knowing full well that he will die due to a large amount of internal bleeding.

Gail's "overload" is different, in fact, Gail's fighting spirit has not only not been overloaded, but has never even been fully exerted.

The operation of the fog flash is related to the speed of the fog flow, and the speed of the fog flow is directly proportional to the current intensity.

With Gail's ten years of honing his physique, he is still unable to exert his fighting spirit with all his strength, even if it is the so-called "overload", it is only to use the fighting spirit to seven or eight percent of the intensity.

This is also the reason why Gale is slightly weaker in terms of attack power. It's not that he doesn't want to throw a punch with all his might, it's just that he can't withstand the accompanying lightning.

But there are benefits. As long as Gail is careful, the damage caused by lightning can still be easily repaired. Unless you use a power you can't handle for a long time, it won't cause permanent damage.

At the last moment, Gail first took out two bottles of healing potions from the spatial ring and poured them down, and then took out the golden spear that Ochif threw back and threw it at the skull.

Gail gave Chi Gu a look, and regardless of whether Chi Gu understood it or not, he burst out with a fighting energy that surpassed his usual one percent and rushed out instantly.

He intends to use the "overload" to use the furious acceleration of the Misty Flash's fighting energy to save Cindia, who is in the mouth of the tiger. After all, Gail exerted all his strength, and even the bones couldn't catch up with him, let alone overload.

Gail's speed was lightning fast, though. But Ochiv was closer to Syndia. When Gale was about five meters away from Syndia, Ochif had already stopped between the two.

Gail seems to have been prepared. I saw that he drew the short sword behind him with his left hand and threw it without looking. The dagger and the dazzling electric snake shot at Ochiv, who was standing between the two of them, at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.

Acceleration combined with a surprise throw, this time even the mid-endless Ochif couldn't dodge. The short sword like a lightning meteor slammed into his chest as he looked shocked.

No one would have imagined that this unprepared throw would be so accurate, and even Gail, the initiator, was glad to be on his face.

Fortunately, Ochif's high-grade demonic beast armor is not yet rotten. In addition, the double defense of Ice Armor and Fighting Qi Armor. This made Gail rush and throw the short sword that only shot two inches.

Although the dagger did not inflict any damage on Ochiv. But the thrust generated by the huge inertia, combined with the injury and unsteady standing of Ochiv, knocked him out of the way.

Gail also took advantage of this gap to tear off the metal whip from his waist. He shook it skillfully, and the long whip was as accurate as a lightning snake, and it did wrap around one of Cindia's arms. Green

The long whip in his hand was pulled hard, and Cindia was thrown into the sky like an angler pulling out a carp in the river. Fortunately, Cindya has lifted the transformation of the power of the leylines, and her weight has been reduced by more than four or five times, otherwise Gail would not have been able to do this.

"Salas, what are you waiting for? Shoot him!"

Ochiv's eyes widened, and when he saw the "bird" in his hand fly away again, he shouted angrily, and he didn't care to let Salas hide it.

Ochiv's shout immediately made Gale nervous, the speed and penetration of the arrow just now were indeed amazingly fast, even the metal armor of the bone was estimated to be difficult to resist. On top of that, I didn't know where the arrow came from.

However, Gail's worries seemed unnecessary, and as a few seconds passed, there was no movement around him.

Ochiv's face immediately darkened, he didn't understand what this old guy was waiting for, wasting such a good opportunity.

The sneak attacker, whom everyone was expecting or guarded against, was crawling in the canopy of the tree at the moment, staring fiercely at the figure of the skull through the dense foliage.

Although Wei Lian was a little wooden, he was not a fool, and he knew that shooting at Gael just now was the best choice.

But he would rather give up this great opportunity than stand still, precisely because of the person he hated in his eyes. This one killed the only person he cared about in the world.

When Verian witnessed how Arosa was killed by the Skull, he knew that he was no match for the Scarb.

In the face of that beast-like vigilant enemy, even if he sneaks up, the chances are very slim.

Unless he's attracted to something else, that's why he's been holding back until now. He was always looking for an opportunity, a chance to get revenge.

Lyon cursed in his heart for Ochif.

"You cunning bastard! If it's not useful to keep you, who cares if you live or die. ”

He wouldn't care if this bastard lived or died. When Salas was still alive, Ochif gave them two faces, and the undisguised contempt and arrogance made Verian extremely annoying.

And Verian always believed that Salas's death was inseparable from Ochiv.

If it weren't for Ochif's repeated failures in the matter of elves, how could the master have let Lord Salas also participate in this dangerous mission?

If he had to rank the person he hated the most, Ochiv would definitely be the second damned person who deservedly deserved it.

Wei Lian thought that Ochif would be able to kill the bone, but he didn't expect this arrogant guy to be almost killed by the bone. He was right, that kid who didn't talk much, what a monster!

That kid seemed to be favored by the Lord of Light, and every time Wei Lian tried to deal a fatal blow to the bone, he was always lucky to be blocked by something else.

Until now, he had been separated from him by several large trees. He didn't dare to move, because he couldn't do it quietly because of the heavy leg injury.

Later, he thought that Ochif's death would make the Worm lose his vigilance, but he didn't expect this arrogant bastard to survive.

He thought that the Bone would come forward and kill Ochif so that he would have a chance to shoot an arrow at the Bone, but he didn't expect Cindya to appear.

If Cindia had killed Ochif, he would have no chance at all. Therefore, he had to make an early move.

Wei Li'an felt that this might be another opportunity. He knew very well that this young man was a man of love and righteousness. Never give up easily, Cindia was killed by Ochiv.

Once again, however, reality disappointed Willian. It wasn't the person he hated so much that was in his range.

Just when Wei Li'an couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush down desperately to fight with Chi Gu. The figure of Lord Salas suddenly flashed through his mind.

This kind old man seemed to be a kind hand that pressed his "soul" back again.

Ochif cursed Salas in his heart, but he knew that the old fox had the right idea. If he doesn't want to come out, it's useless for you to shout to break the sky.

Ochiv didn't want to leave there, and although he was seriously injured, the high-grade healing potion showed its due value.

Although it can't be completely cured, it's okay to stick with it for half an hour.

If it was the previous three-on-one situation, he would inevitably choose to flee for his life. But now it's different. Syndia loses his combat effectiveness, and one of the remaining two will inevitably have to protect him.

If it was just against one person, Ochiv was quite confident. Besides, there's the old dog hiding in the shadows.