Chapter 220 advances to the semifinals

This old ghost is a human spirit, there is no doubt about this, and it is extremely calm, ordinary means are indeed difficult to deal with, only not according to common sense to play cards, but let him disturb himself.

The old ghost kept unleashing low-level instantaneous magic while pulling away the distance, trying to drain Xie Lang's HP.

Anyway, if he continues to fight like this, it will only be a repetition of the last battle, and the final winner is still him.

It's a pity that Xie Lang didn't give him this opportunity, constantly moving fast, and running back in various ways, in order to disrupt the opponent's sight.

"I want to calculate! I see if you are fast, or if I am fast! In the midst of all kinds of rapid movements, he suddenly ran straight over.

It's lightning fast.

An ice spike blocked his movement again, and the old ghost had always been like this, as a magician, flying a kite and consuming the opponent's health was more slippery than a proper archer.

Xie Lang was not discouraged, and quickly turned back and ran in another direction, and another ice sealing technique appeared in front of him, even if he dodged it, a lightning thunder technique would come as promised in the next moment.

Simply enough, although the lightning thunder technique can easily hit the target, just if you want to paralyze the opponent, the chance is a little too low.

In the tireless various running, Xie Lang's figure suddenly disappeared.

It's teleportation.

The fact that an assassin can use a magician's magic is a surprising thing in itself, but this is the second time the old ghost has seen it, and he also knows that Xie Lang has a lot of secrets, so it is not surprising.

Typically, Assassins approach their opponents, for example by using control skills, and then unleash a set of explosive damage that will deliver a fatal blow to the target.

The old ghost has been through a hundred battles, and he still has this experience.

Since Xie Lang is not stingy in using skills, he naturally does not plan to keep them, and he also turns on teleportation, as long as he distances himself again, with his impenetrable defense, he has no chance at all.

Unexpectedly, his magic wand had just started his hand, and suddenly found that the teleportation was ineffective.

It's blocked! He didn't even use a smothering attack, and chose to block?

Among all the assassin's skills, Block is the fastest starter, and at this moment, it interrupted the old ghost's teleportation.

The old ghost's face turned pale, and he did everything possible to use all kinds of defenses, just to prevent Xie Lang from getting close, but he didn't know that an easy skill completely disrupted his plan.

Fire Shield!

Without teleportation, the speed is not as fast as that of the assassin, and there is no distance at all, so you can only fight hard.

But Xie Lang was not afraid at all, even if the opponent's fire shield was protected, his dagger still stabbed mercilessly.

Thunder!

At such a distance, the old ghost can only use all his strength, and compare whose damage is the most powerful.

However, Sheron has three life-saving abilities, Joselene's Tears of Death immunity, Life Essence's absolute defense, and Swift Wind Walk with a one-second invincibility effect.

He used the three skills freely, and the old ghost could not get rid of his attack, and after a while, he was finally knocked to the ground.

Finally recaptured a round, and it was a clean win.

The old ghost also didn't think that he would lose inexplicably like this? Could it be that this guy really has so much energy in him?

All along, he just regarded Xie Lang as an ordinary player who grew faster and had better luck, no matter how strong his strength was, how strong could he be, and the elite members like this in the guild were a big handful.

But now that I'm really on top of him, I found out that he is terrifying, and he really can't think about him with the thinking of an ordinary player, otherwise he will be the one who suffers.

Xie Lang pulled back a game, and the happiest thing was naturally Xie Xue in the spectator seat, and her hanging heart was finally relieved.

Xiaobawang smiled: "You see I'm right! They're back on the same page, and in the next game, they will definitely be able to kick that old ghost out of the quarterfinals, and then advance to the semi-finals with their heads held high. ”

The original rookie player saw that the top four of the martial arts conference were beckoning to him, and the excitement was really difficult to hide.

The old ghost returned to the ring, and this time, it was a complete change in his opinion of Xie Lang.

It's a pity that such a talent can never be used for his own use, maybe! It's he who doesn't look at us, and the sky is his limit.

When he first started the game with the old ghost, Xie Lang didn't feel too nervous, but when he saw that the top four positions were beckoning to him, he became nervous.

He secretly admonished himself, "Calm down! Be sure to calm down! He took another deep breath and adjusted his mentality, so that he could not mess up his rhythm because of this.

Seeing such an opponent, the old ghost finally began to become less calm.

In their guild, he is the only one left in the top eight, and if he loses, then such a big guild will not even be able to earn a top four position.

Even if the quarterfinals and the semifinals are not far apart, they are always one step behind others.

This time, he put away his signature smile and became serious.

On the contrary, Xie Lang slowly adjusted his mentality, and when he saw the old ghost's solemn color, he became a hippie smile, "Hehe! Good luck, lucky to win another game. ”

The old ghost naturally knew what he wanted to do, it was nothing more than trying to put pressure on the opponent psychologically, "You are useless!" I won't be fooled. ”

Xie Lang said in his heart: Don't be fooled, that's your business, anyway, I will disturb your mind and make you all kinds of disgusting and uncomfortable.

Although Xie Lang also felt that he was quite disgusting in doing this, but this opponent was really tricky, even if he used such indiscriminate means, it was really helpless.

As the vice president of the Sharp Legion, behind the old ghost, there is a whole guild to support him, whether it is equipment or skills, it is the top.

And what does Xie Lang have, there are only a few teammates who were born and died together, in comparison, the conditions of the old ghost are too superior. But Xie Lang still insisted on coming to this point, and this road was not as smooth as others saw, but full of thorns. Under the glamorous appearance, the hard work and sweat he has put in, only his teammates who continue to support him and encourage him behind him know how ordinary people can understand it.

The last game has officially begun.

If it was an ordinary battle, maybe Xie Lang would still be like the previous two games, and it didn't matter if he won or lost anyway.

But now that it's the Final Four, it's still too risky to do that.

It's not that he can't afford to lose, anyway, he can get to this point, it's too much beyond his imagination, but he wants to know where his limit is. Number One

Quarterfinals? Final four? Or is it the final battle for the championship and runner-up? He didn't dare to think too much, but if he didn't even dare to think about it, why would he dream about it?

Dreams are inherently unattainable and unattainable, and they can be accomplished casually, but they are not dreams.

Only soaked in sweat, with countless efforts and perseverance, can we bear the fruits of our dreams!

This time, Xie Lang did not sneak.

Swoop forward and approach the old ghost at breakneck speed.

"Is this the case again?" The old ghost raised his eyebrows, "You give me enough time, it's almost enough." He waved his magic wand, his heart moving freely, and an ice spike appeared in front of Xie Lang, blocking his path.

However, Xie Lang seemed to have known that there would be ice spikes in front of him, and before the person arrived, he had suddenly made a sharp turn and went around very skillfully.

Disappear.

The figure disappeared in an instant.

Even if it was an old fritter who had experienced a hundred battles, it was impossible to identify Xie Lang's location in such a short period of time, and he didn't expect Xie Lang to disappear so suddenly, otherwise, the moment Xie Lang used to disappear, he immediately used the lightning thunder technique, even if he disappeared, he still couldn't avoid the pursuit.

The old ghost saw that it was not the right way, and immediately retreated.

He wasn't as fast as the Assassins, and it would be dangerous if he was once again approached by Xie Lang.

What's going on with this Xie Lang? In three consecutive games, each game played in a different way, there was no regularity at all, he was as calm as an old ghost, and he became a little confused.

Magical illusions!

The opponent is too drifting, and the old ghost can't catch him, so he can only hide in magical illusions to protect himself.

"Is it another trick? It's useless. ”

It is understandable that I didn't know this magic for the first time and fell for it, but I used it for three consecutive games, and I had already let Xie Lang see through everything.

He stepped forward directly, pretending to attack, but his attention was already on the rest of the ring.

The more the old ghost fought, the more frightened he felt, and his mind could no longer remain calm, "My old ghost is the vice president of the Sharp Blade Legion, and he was forced to such a point by the members of the Ono Regiment? It's a fart! He left the illusion and the next moment appeared ten yards away from Sheron!

Falling thunder.

The old ghost is bent on finishing this game quickly, but the more this happens, the more he can't maintain stability.

Nie Xiaodao frowned, "Old ghost, why did he fight like this?" This is not usually the case. ”

Po Jun's eyes were like torches, and he suddenly sighed, "The old ghost may be about to lose?" ”

Nie Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, "Can't you?" In terms of heads-up, he has few opponents in the guild, how could he lose to that guy Xie Lang! ”

I saw that Xie Lang directly faced the thunderbolt, and he didn't dodge, and at the same time started the wind step, breaking through the thunderbolt's attack at that moment.

"Good guy, the life-saving skill is used to attack, and eat me again." The old ghost originally wanted to use teleportation, but he knew that it was in vain, because Xie Lang would also use this skill, and if he used it rashly, not only would it have no effect, but it would give the opponent a chance to sneak attack.

When the fire shield is turned on, it is also welcomed.

Pyrotechnic of Destruction.

The two are entangled together, and the next moment is the time to decide the winner.

Magician melee magic is rare, but the damage is extremely high, raging with flames, dealing massive damage.

Xie Lang seems to have been prepared for a long time, opening the second life-saving skill, absolute defense.

No matter how high the damage of the Pyrotechnic is, it will not be able to deal effective damage, but the burn state of the two spells will be cleared.

Backstab!

He stabbed the old ghost in the back with a knife in his hand.

Instead of dodging, the old ghost waved his magic wand and shouted, "Starfall Explosion Flame Technique." He also knew that Xie Lang had multiple life-saving skills, but at this time, he had already used the Wind Walk and Absolute Defense, and he felt that it was better to fight than to be constantly entangled and pursued.

Several explosions of pure white energy fell from the sky, but Xie Lang was fearless and resolutely decided to attack.

Smothering.

Tattoo killing.

The Flame Burst exploded with a blinding glow that made the other players barely able to open their eyes.

The light faded, revealing a figure.

Who is it?

I saw the man holding two daggers, panting, and standing proudly!

The momentum, as if it will be at the top of the mountain, can see the mountains at a glance.

"My brother won? Did my brother really win? Xie Xue muttered to herself, everything in front of her was like a dream.

"Really, Brother Xie Lang really won." The two little girls hugged each other tightly and almost cried with joy.

Some people rejoice, and naturally some people are disappointed.

When I first saw the list of the top 8 matches, the Sharp Legion was a little excited, and I thought it would be a battle that would be nine out of ten, but there was such an ending.

The old ghost temporarily returned to the audience, a little frustrated, "I'm sorry, I lost." ”

Pojun didn't mean to blame, and said, "You also did your best, and you worked hard." ”

Nie Xiaodao also stepped forward to comfort, "Old ghost, don't pull your face." The top 8 are also very powerful, you are still glorious even if you are defeated. ”

The old ghost looked at Xie Lang who was standing in the ring, and said meaningfully, "Winning is winning, losing is losing, the results show everything, no matter how much you say, it's useless." ”