Chapter 42: A Late Showdown

Tang Yin's amethyst jade sword fell first, piercing Song Liuyun's body with one blow, but it didn't shed a single bit of blood, and instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and Ouyang Gu and Fourier's attacks were all in the air.

"The trick of the stand-in, you are not the only one~"

Tang Yin turned around and looked to the right, Song Liuyun was standing in the corner, and the water-blue waves were already rising under her feet.

"She had already thought about it at that time......" Ouyang Gu remembered that when they first chased here, Song Liuyun deliberately made this place full of smoke and dust, and when the smoke was dispersed by Tang Yin, she let Togustone stand in front of the fake body, which attracted the attention of the three of them for the first time and misled them, while the real body hid in their visual blind corner, waiting for the opportunity to prepare for a long-distance teleportation magic escape.

Fourier moved behind Song Liuyun in an instant, with an extra spear in his hand, and the head of the spear was agitated, and sparks were everywhere.

"It's too late. Tang Yin and Ouyang Gu shook their heads slightly at the same time.

The spear swept and dispersed the water-blue light curtain that enveloped Song Liuyun, setting off a ripple, but her figure had disappeared.

The spear dispersed, turning into a pile of light, and Fourier stood silently where she had disappeared, his expression a little gloomy.

"Hey, it's not over yet. Tang Yin beckoned to Fourier, and then pointed to Togustone, who was standing in the distance, "There's still a big guy to deal with here." ”

"Why is Uncle Toguston here? Fourier shifted to the two of them, "Wasn't he supposed to ...... with our parents fifteen years ago?"

"That's the main reason we're here. Tang Yin walked to the front, and the amethyst long sword had turned into a jade flute and returned to her hand, "The way he looks now is enough to prove that the accident fifteen years ago was definitely a long-planned plan......"

"Zeng Chen, what is his current state?" Ouyang Gu pressed the earphone in his right ear and asked.

"Hmm......" Zeng Chen didn't seem to have recovered from what had just happened, and hesitated slightly, "It's hard to say his state, he doesn't have basic vital signs, he doesn't look like a living person, but there is something very warm in his chest, which seems to be the source of his energy." ”

"Is he Togustone?" asked Fourier.

"Well, that's right, at least the signs are met, but to be really sure, you have to bring him back, at least some of it. ”

"I've hit him before, but it doesn't seem to have any obvious effect. Fourier looked at Togustone in the distance, a moment earlier he had resisted a thunderbolt, but there was no scar left on his bronzed skin.

Ouyang Gu listened, his mind moved slightly, and he threw a few fireballs at Toguston.

He stood motionless, letting the fireball hit him in the chest, the flames dissipating, and Togustone unscathed.

"A single technique doesn't seem to work, but he's just had a defensive reaction to my physical technique. The light in Fourier's hand gathered, and once again condensed into the spear that danced with electric light, "Part of it is fine, right, I'll test the water first, you take care not to let him run." ”

"No, we have to go together. ”

"Please, let me do it alone. ”

Tang Yin put down the jade flute that came to his mouth, and Ouyang Gu's wand raised in the air was also withdrawn.

Because they remembered that Togustone was Fourier's teacher of magical enlightenment.

Fourier walked forward step by step with the spear, his body was wrapped in a layer of silver flames, and with each step, the silver flames rose by one point, he was one of the very few magicians who were proficient in technical techniques, compared to Ouyang Gu and Tang Yin, he was better at close combat.

It was not until thirty meters in front of Togustone that Fourier stopped. He drew a semicircle with his left foot back, his left elbow slightly bent, his knees buckled, the tip of his gun aimed in the direction of Togustone, and his blonde hair fluttered. Togustone stood silently, his hands clenched into fists hanging at his sides, his bronzed skin shining and his steely muscles giving him an explosive sense of power.

At this moment, the two people standing here facing each other don't seem to be enemies, but masters and apprentices, everything is the same as fifteen years, the same posture, the same person, but the immature blonde child at that time is now a handsome teenager, and the gentle black-haired uncle in the past is now a puppet with no eyes.

From the age of six, Fourier had been learning magic techniques from Togustone, and he challenged his uncle every half a month. Until they set out on that mission, Fourier had challenged ninety-nine times, and the two said that it would be the hundredth time they would come back, and that little Fourier would definitely defeat him, the raunchy uncle, when he came back, but he never waited for his return.

The tower-like man looked at him, and there was no sparkle in his gray eyes.

"Teacher. Fourier clenched the spear in his hand and muttered in a low voice, "Long time no see." ”

Suddenly, he seemed to see Togustone's lips move, as if to say, "Poika, lyΓΆ minut kaikin voimin. )”

"I'll avenge you. ”

Fourier's eyelids drooped, his left foot glared at the ground, the golden light flashed in his eyes, the instantaneous technique unfolded, and in the blink of an eye, he came behind Togustone, the spear was like a dragon, like a lightning bolt, the head of the spear flashed cold, with a brilliant electric light stabbed at the back of his heart. But Toguston dodged the shot with a turn, leaned back, picked up his right leg, and kicked Fourier to the temple with a sonic boom.

Togustone's blow was so powerful that Fourier returned his gun to block it, and the powerful momentum shattered his jaw, and blood flowed into his palm.

Without stopping to rest, Fourier stabbed and slashed at the pain, leaped up with the help of Toguststone's block, and fired nine shots around his body, stirring up dust all over the ground for a while. Togustone dodged behind him, raised his hand and punched him hard, Fourier turned around and held it with the barrel of his gun, but he was still knocked back dozens of meters, slammed into the rock wall, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Togustone's left knee bent slightly, and he was about to rush out to give him a fatal blow, but at this moment, an array suddenly lit up under his feet, and nine pillars of light with thick bowls instantly hit his body.

"It's over?" Fourier frowned.

The smoke cleared, and Togustone stood on his feet, his entire waist almost melted by the attack, but a fiery red ball danced in his hollow chest, and the light emitted by the orb was quickly repairing Togustone's wounds. In just a few seconds, Fourier's advantage of exchanging injuries for injuries was gone.

Fourier once again assumed a battle-ready posture.

In the distance, Ouyang Gu and Tang Yin looked at the battlefield here worriedly, Ouyang Gu couldn't stand it anymore, leaned forward slightly, and was about to make a move.

"Wait a little longer. ”

"Big Sister Head ......"

The full moon behind Tang Yin became brighter and brighter, her dark blue eyes were faintly shining with tears, her black hair was flying, she stretched out her right hand to block in front of Ouyang Gu, and said softly: "Wait a little longer, this is his wish, he has been waiting for this battle for fifteen years." ”

Fourier was in a bitter battle. Togustone felt no pain, and no matter what terrible wounds Fourier's attack might inflict on him, he would not back down. But Fourier is different, he will dodge, he will be afraid, and he does not have the perverted recovery ability of Togustone, and if he is not careful, he will die under the iron fist of the other party.

In melee combat, which side has a cowardly heart, which side is convenient and is subject to restrictions everywhere. Gradually, Fourier fired less and less often, more of them were passive blocks, and every time he took a heavy punch or a heavy leg, the electric light on the barrel of the gun dimmed and the body of the gun became illusory.

"It can't be delayed any longer. Fourier gritted his teeth, kicked the soles of his feet several times, and opened a distance of more than ten meters from Togustone, and at the same time, the golden light in his eyes shone brightly, and in an instant, the silver flames outside his body surged onto the spear, and a long array of arrays on the gun body lit up one by one, and powerful energy converged, and cracks were lifted on the gun's body, revealing the surging electric light inside.

There was a tearing pain in his spine, and the magic was unreservedly injected into the spear in his hand.

"There's only one shot. Fourier stared at the galloping Togustone, a stream of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The distance of more than ten meters was fleeting, but in the blink of an eye, Togustone had already arrived in front of him, and the sandbag-sized iron fist with a blazing flame smashed down on him.

The fist wind pressed against Fourier's forehead, and the raging fire had already ignited his blonde hair.

"I'm going to have to wait a little longer. ”

His eyelashes also began to catch fire.

"It's now!" Fourier's figure vanished, spear stabbing into Togustone's chest, piercing with a blow.

Fourier stood dozens of meters away, his eyebrows, eyelashes, and long bangs all blackened.

"Teacher. He smiled, his legs limped and he fell to the ground, his brows full of sadness, "I have lost ninety-nine times, this is the hundredth time, I have won." ”

The massive amount of magic contained in the spear exploded in an instant, and the body of the spear and Togustone's body were drowned in the energy storm at the same time, and the wind from the explosion blew Fourier's tattered clothes and stirred his messy blonde hair, but it could not blow away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ouyang Gu came to him in an instant and gently lifted Fourier up. The dark sunglasses obscured his expression, but the corners of his mouth tightened and quietly revealed his heart. Ouyang Gu carried him on his shoulder and flashed behind Tang Yin.

Tang Yin stared at the colorful energy storm, still faintly uneasy in his heart.

It took half a minute for the irritable magic to dissipate, and the colorful lights vanished one by one, revealing Toguston's body, whose mutilated body was half-kneeling motionless, and a basin-sized opening in his chest, in which the fiery red ball was still beating, and with each turn it sparked a burst of light, and his wounds were rapidly healing.

"Xiaofu, you won. Tang Yin slowly took two steps forward and protected the two of them behind him, "But he is no longer the uncle who likes to eat roast mutton, let me send his body to see his long-gone soul." ”