Looking at the increasingly condensed Holy Light Flying Spear in Xiao Feng's hand, the Tyrant of Lei Yan suddenly had a bad premonition, and immediately ran away without looking back, not even daring to fly the kite.

Xiao Feng was in hot pursuit, constantly rubbing the Holy Light Flying Spear, and the two chased and fled in the chaotic battlefield, making the battlefield here a mess.

Lei Yan Tyrant is a brown race, but his complexion is very tanned, more striking than the black race, and he seems to be very well-known in the joint theater, and everywhere he goes, the players in the joint theater have retreated, lest they be injured by mistake.

"Walk you!"

The Holy Light Flying Spear finally finished casting, Xiao Feng lowered his waist one by one, and then threw it violently, the Holy Light Flying Spear turned into a streamer, and the lightning shot towards the Thunder Flame Tyrant.

The Tyrant of Lei Yan moved frantically as he looked back, relying on his high agility to make various dodge moves.

However, as if it had been equipped with automatic aim and tracking, the Holy Light Flying Spear was aimed directly at the landing point of the Thunder Flame Tyrant.

"Medium!"

“-72！”

With a muffled snort, the Thunder Flame Tyrant was pierced through the chest by the Holy Light Flying Spear and nailed to the ground, immediately falling into a stiffness and unable to move.

Although stiffness can be regarded as a control effect, it is not as rough as vertigo and freezing, but Xiao Feng is also very satisfied.

"Hey! Catch a big one! Big brother, I'll help you! ”

Xiao Feng was about to get closer, but a figure suddenly came out from the side and went straight to the Tyrant of Lei Yan, it was actually a little kid who jumped out of nowhere, as if he had just arrived in the reward area.

Xiao Feng was happy, and he was worried that he would not be able to keep the Lei Yan tyrant, so he was about to step forward and attack the little kid, but at the same time, a sword qi slashed towards Xiao Feng.

"Huh?"

Xiao Feng's forward figure paused violently, this sword qi was not directed at him, but blocked his way, and the warning meaning was very strong.

Xiao Feng immediately turned his head to look, ten meters away from him, Ximen Fuxue was standing with a sword, the sword was pointing at him, obviously, that sword qi was Ximen Fuxue's masterpiece.

"Simon! That's my big brother! Don't mess around! ”

The little kid who was attacking the Thunder Flame Tyrant took the time to look back and suddenly shouted.

However, at this time, the Lei Yan tyrant also got out of the stiffness, and fled frantically with the last trace of blood, the little kid looked left and right, and had to grit his teeth and chase after the Lei Yan tyrant, while constantly looking at Xiao Feng and Ximen Fuxue with anxious eyes.

"Whoever offends me will die."

Ximen Fuxue looked unremarkable, but his expression was indifferent, and he opened his mouth expressionlessly.

"Come on."

Xiao Feng smiled indifferently, the little kid had reminded him when he killed Murong Yun before, and it seemed that he really couldn't avoid this battle.

Although I haven't really seen the strength of Ximen Blowing Snow, but I have heard a lot of rumors, it can be expected that Ximen Blowing Snow is definitely a master, but Xiao Feng did not give up at all, but there was expectation in his eyes.

The genius of the Simon family, I have heard of his deeds, and I don't know how far it has reached now.

"Milk God! Simon the Great God! Don't get into conflict! There's something to discuss! Don't let other war zones pick up the bargain! ”

Xiao Feng chased the Lei Yan tyrant to this place, which happened to be not far from the Imperial Union, Lao Xuan didn't know where to hide and saw this scene, so he hurriedly came up to dissuade him.

However, as soon as he emerged, he was hit on the head by a fireball flying from nowhere in the melee, and he died on the spot, and he didn't have time to react.

Seventeen, who was in charge of protecting Lao Xu, was not far away, and he was stunned, and then he looked at this side like a plague god, turned his head and left.

"Humph!"

And Xiao Feng and the two did not fluctuate, ignoring it, and after a cold snort from Ximen Blowing Snow, the confrontation between the two officially began.

"Whew!"

Ximen Fuxue took the lead in making a move, a stab was close, followed by a double slash, and the long sword in his hand drew a cross sword light and slashed at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng did not have the slightest consciousness that he should avoid being close as a priest, the four buffs were instantly added, and the healing scepter in his hand was also replaced with the Golden Bull Clan Totem, not retreating but advancing, the mace-like Golden Bull Clan Totem was pumped fiercely, and after brutally smashing the sword light, the castration did not decrease, and he smashed Ximen Blowing Snow's head and left.

"Block!"

Ximen Blowing Snow opened the Golden Bull Clan totem with a pick, and then swept with a sweep, the blue light on the sword body was sheng, and an ice-blue sword qi slashed towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng jumped up, and while his body was in the air, he held the golden bull totem with both hands, and picked it up high, and the golden giant hammer came out, and the hammer body was twice as large as Xiao Feng's size, and from top to bottom, blowing snow at the West Gate.

Ximen Fuxue's body is light, his toes are a little bit, and the whole person is like a fluttering dance, spinning and flying upside down, just tapping the ground twice, and the figure is already a few meters away, far away from the skill range of the Hammer of Judgment.

“miss！”

The hammer of judgment failed, and Ximen Fuxue's body had just stood firm, the long sword was trembling, a sword flower appeared, and then the sword flower bloomed, four or five half-moon-shaped sword qi, and slashed at Xiao Feng in the air, the sword qi was cold, sharp and fast, and before he got close, he felt the chill on it.

Xiao Feng hadn't landed yet, and there was no place to borrow his strength, so he couldn't avoid it, but at the same time as the hammer of judgment smashed into the air, he also rubbed out a holy light flying spear in his left hand, and it also shot towards Ximen Blowing snow.

“-37！”

“-32！”

“miss！”

“-40！”

“-73！”

Several damage figures almost floated above the heads of Xiao Feng and Ximen Fuxue.

A few less than 50 points of damage were caused by Ximen Blowing Snow to Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng had already seen that Ximen Blowing Snow was full agility plus points, and the attack power was not very high, and the damage that could be inflicted on himself was based on good equipment.

The damage of more than 70 points is caused by the Holy Light Flying Spear to Ximen Blowing Snow, if it weren't for Xiao Feng just learning the Holy Light Flying Spear, the skill level is only level 1, otherwise with Xiao Feng's terrifying attack power, he will definitely touch Ximen Blowing Snow for seconds.

The fight between the two only happened in a short period of time, from playing a set of each other close to each other, to separating the two of them, it was only about ten seconds, and the speed was so fast that others were dazzled.

And the result of this short fight can already be seen from the expressions of the two.

Xiao Feng was slightly surprised, and looked down at his body, there were several condensed ice layers on his body, which were left by the sword qi of Ximen Blowing Snow.

This surprised Xiao Feng, Ximen Blowing Snow's long-range attack ability was so strong, and it came with an ice attribute effect, which had an overwhelming restraint effect for any class.

However, Xiao Feng's expression was very relaxed, and as soon as he struggled slightly, the ice on his body fell off, and the effect of reducing the head of the demon dragon was there, and the freezing and deceleration effects were almost ineffective for Xiao Feng.

On the other hand, Ximen Blowing Snow looked at Xiao Feng's blood volume, his expression was solemn, and his brows were tightly locked.

After a round of skills, it seems that the damage of Ximen Blowing Snow is high, but Xiao Feng's blood volume is as high as 800, and the damage of Ximen Blowing Snow only knocks out Xiao Feng's bloodskin, which is almost 1/10.

On the other hand, Ximen Blowing Snow, although he only suffered Xiao Feng once, his blood volume was directly reduced by 3 minutes1, and his health was only more than half.

This is also the first time that Simon Blowing Snow has seen the horror of priests in his game career in the past few years, and like many people who fought Xiao Feng for the first time, they were blinded.

In the understanding of any player, the priest is a good bully profession in the game world, and it seems that in addition to adding blood to his teammates and recovering the buff, there is only one thing left to give away people's heads, which plays a taunting role in team battles and is killed first.

However, those who have dealt with Xiao Feng really know the horror of the priest.

At this moment, Simon Blowing Snow is this feeling, and it is the first time he has fought with the priest, and he used to be crispy with a sword, and there will be a time to rise.

Ximen Fuxue looked at the amount of blood on Xiao Feng's head, his expression was solemn, and he only felt that his gums hurt, he knew for the first time that the amount of milk of the priest was so large that he could add such a high amount of blood and defense to himself.

Moreover, Ximen Fuxue looked at his own blood volume by a small amount again, this attack power is inevitably too high, right?

Is this still the crispy profession that anyone can bully in the eyes of players? As soon as this BUFF is put on itself, the attributes are also strengthened too much! It's a complete upset of the balance between the classes!

Ximen Blowing Snow is silent, all kinds of grievances, this is the so-called kung fu and then a knife to knock down.

Even if he attacks dozens of times, he can't kill Xiao Feng, because in addition to the buff, the priest's stronger ability is to add blood and regenerate.

Especially when Ximen Blowing Snow knows that his equipment is still at a disadvantage, the attributes of the artifact are not a joke, otherwise it would not be called an artifact, and he would not always be crushed by the milk god on the major rankings in the Huaxia District.

So Ximen Fuxue is really not sure, can he kill Xiao Feng, who has two major artifacts.

On the other hand, looking at the injury gap between the two sides, others are fine after fighting for a long time, and on the other hand, the blood bar is gone after two hits, so Ximen Chuixue felt a sore gum for the first time.

It's so unfair!

"Come on! Go on! ”

Xiao Feng has a relaxed and freehand face, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh to attack high, just like driving a tank and playing bumper cars, he has the posture of blowing snow and rising snow for Ximen.

In the face of Xiao Feng's provocation, Ximen Chuixue's eyes were cold, he felt uncomfortable, and the priest changed from the best profession to the most difficult profession in his eyes.

But that doesn't mean he's backing down! On the contrary, it aroused his fighting spirit even more!

"Come!"

Xiao Feng rushed straight towards Ximen Blowing Snow, but after Ximen Blowing Snow suffered a loss, he would not be stupid enough to melee with Xiao Feng again, and retreated, and at the same time the long sword in his hand slashed continuously, and one after another sword qi slashed towards Xiao Feng, and a melee professional swordsman was played by him like a remote mage.

"Boom!"

However, just as the two were about to fight again, a burst of fireball suddenly exploded between the two.