Chapter 25: Heads-up
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She reached out to touch the Sand King.
The Sand King ducked and slashed her shoulder, and the blood mist was called a high.
Her hand circled behind her and touched under the Sand King's corner.
The Sand King saw the hand that was secretly stretched out and hesitated.
He leaned back slightly and deliberately extended his left arm.
Britney touched the Sand King's left arm.
The corners of her mouth immediately lifted.
Bang bang bang.
The Sand King's left arm began to turn into small cakes from the place where it was touched, and they fell to the ground one after another, and quickly spread in all directions.
The Sand King immediately injected a large amount of mana into his left arm, trying to force Britney's spell away.
Void.
The left hand turned into a small cake on the ground, and the elbow and below were gone.
Swish!
The Sand King slashed himself in the left shoulder, and his severed arm fell to the ground, quickly turning into a pile of small cakes.
The wound spurted a little blood and immediately stopped, and then the sand swirling from the ground reconstituted a new arm.
Britney looked stupid.
"I really don't understand why you are all like this, as soon as the big move comes out, your face is full of smugness that you have won."
Britney doesn't understand either. This is the first time I've seen someone survive this trick!
Is it an illusion, how do you feel that the effect of the spell is a bit slow?
The Sand King also gathered powerful mana in his hand, and then touched her.
Xiao Tiantian's first reaction was: kill the Golden King's move, you can't touch it, and if you touch it, it will turn into a piece of loose sand.
The speed of the sand king's hand was very fast, Xiao Tiantian dodged the first blow, and when her elbow bent and changed direction, she couldn't dodge.
I was touched on my sleeve.
Maybe the sleeves are okay, right?
Just in case, she immediately began to take off her coat to prevent the spell from spreading to her body.
No way!
Her sleeve and arm turned into a pile of small cakes in an instant!
It's so fast!
"Save..."
This was the last thing Britney said, and her tall body turned into a pile of cakes in a blink of an eye.
The Sand King crouched down and picked up two small cakes.
"Give."
He threw it to Ning.
Then the Sand King took a bite.
"Yo? It's pretty sweet. Sand King nodded, "I thought it would taste like human flesh." β
Ning Rather held the small cake that had been part of Britney's body in his hand, dumbfounded.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of sweetness? β
Rather I don't know how to answer. He used to condemn her for eating desserts made of human flesh, but now it's his turn?
"I tasted it, it's really just cake. Interesting, I don't know how she did it. β
Rather speechless.
"Don't eat? Never mind. Hey, they're all gone. β
The rest of the people were stunned.
"You've been running in the wrong direction for half a day." The Sand King pointed to the side, "Follow me, the escape boat is here." β
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The evil lord has no intention of fighting, and only cares about running.
This displeased the two girls.
None of his injuries were fatal, they were all from two female cat-and-mouse play. But now they have lost interest.
The two of them guessed as they chased the evil lord in the jungle with a blood mist all over their bodies.
"One game determines the winner or loser, and the winner comes first."
Rock-paper-scissors.
No. 8 won, but No. 9 laughed.
"Cut..."No. 8 frowned, quickened his pace, and with a slight leap, stabbed the evil lord's heart with a single sword. The heavy armor was like papier-mΓ’chΓ©.
He spurted a few meters of blood from his mouth, snorted, and fell to the ground.
The two girls stood still, patiently waiting.
Soon, the blood mist stopped.
There was silence.
After a few more minutes, a powerful circle suddenly appeared around the evil lord's corpse, emitting a dark magic.
No. 8 sat down on the ground leisurely.
No. 9 drawn.
"Uh-uh..."
The Evil Lord's skin quickly dried up, most of his hair fell out, and he began to stand up tremblingly.
No. 9 slashed down...
While!
It was barely blocked by the evil lord.
"Haha! I didn't expect it, the queen of the corpse is my real strength! He half-knelt and laughed, "I'm not the same person I was anymore, and..."
Halfway through the sentence, his jaw was kicked off by No. 9.
The jaw-like skeleton was still whirling in the air.
"You...!"
"Men who talk a lot are the most unproductive."
The Evil Lord roared and slashed at Number 9.
Number 9's figure turned, like a spinning top, and it went around his back as it turned.
With a single slash, the evil lord's right shoulder was opened, and only the crotch was still attached, like a Y-shape.
There are also four minor injuries on his body that were slashed by her at some point.
"Huh? Eighth sister, why didn't he spray blood mist? β
"It's been a corpse, how can there be blood."
Number 9 nodded, and when he saw that the evil lord was about to flee again, he kicked it in the knee socket.
"Uh-uh... You... You..."
"Call my aunt and grandma, I can give you a good time."
The evil lord trembled and slashed at her with his sword, but his movements were as slow as death.
"Stop playing, go back and see if Lord Sand King has any other instructions."
While!
Without even looking at the Evil Lord, Number 9 blocked the attack, and with a twist of the knife, he cut his wrist off, and another cut his head in half to his abdomen.
"Oh," she replied reluctantly, grabbing the evil lord by the hair and dragging him forward like a dead dog, "you... It can't be because of the guessing of the boxing, and I won't be allowed to play if I can't play it, right? β
Number 8 turned his head away.
ββ¦ Uh-uh..."
"Shut up!"
Number 9 plunges the knife into the evil lord's mouth.
It's a lot quieter.
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"That's all there is to it, right?"
The Fire King had already followed the Sand King's clone for a long distance.
The sand king's clone stood still, turned around and smiled:
"How did you set these magic trees on fire? They're no ordinary plants. β
"It's okay to let you die. My level 71 skill is called Spectral Fire, and it specializes in burning everything in the world. β
"Oh, that way, I have a better chance of winning."
"You dare to be so arrogant even if you are 10 levels behind, let you strike first."
"Let? Is it necessary? β
"What do you mean?"
The Sand King raised his hands and closed his eyes to cast a spell.
ββ¦ The following grams are on. β
After finishing speaking, a huge enchantment instantly set up both the Sand King and the Fire King.
"What is this?" The Fire King suddenly felt his strength weakened, and looked around, "Are you using any despicable skills again?" It's the same as before. β
"My level 70 skill, the following grams, an absolutely fair battle, hehe" Sand King took out his scimitar, "Now, we are both level 70, do you still want me to strike first?" β
Can you actually lower the level of your opponent? It's simply unheard of!
"Listen to you put p! Spectre Fire! β
Only ordinary flames popped out of the Fire King's palms.
"Good boy...!" The Fire King gritted his teeth and glared at him, "Then fight fairly!" β
"Are you kidding me?"
The Sand King smiled disdainfully and spat out a grain of sand from his mouth.
It's the same trick again! The Fire King immediately jumped away and dodged the attack.
"What the hell are you doing! Last time, I fell for your trick, and I had to fight hard with a group of little girls who were less than level 70! β
"Weaken yours."
"Despicable."
The sand king was stunned for a moment, his smile gradually disappeared, and he pulled down his face.
"Call me mean? Where were you when I was alone against the entire Southern Star? When I was young, I still revered you as the god of war, but you shrank on the throne in the face of national calamity! β¦ Fair? Thinking about you, when I challenged level 90 at level 70, have you talked about fairness? Now I'm level 99, but I'm using a level 70 clone to respond to your challenge at level 80, and you're still picking on what skills I use! β¦ Heads-up is already giving you the last shred of dignity. β
This sentence made the Fire King speechless for a while.
The sand king didn't say much more, and put on a serious posture for the first time. The palm of the left hand is forward, the face is hidden, and the ring finger and tail finger are held virtually. Lean forward slightly, bend your knees in front of your left foot and back with your right foot, and hold the scimitar behind your right hand and hide it behind you.
ββ¦ Let's turn it into coke..."
The Fire King had no intention of continuing to bicker, so he said a cruel word and put on a posture. Arch your front legs and kick your back legs, lean forward sharply, stretch your hands straight, your left hand diagonally upwards, your right hand diagonally downward, and rush forward with both palms.
A few seconds of confrontation.
Swish!
The Sand King suddenly disappeared and appeared behind the Fire King, and the two were back to back.
The Fire King was not too surprised, and immediately kicked backwards. But the Sand King's scimitar was already behind his back, so close, and with a shake, the knife pounced like a snake, heading straight to the back of the Fire King's head, and at the same time bending to the side to dodge.
Knife empty, kick empty.
Both turned around at the same time.
The Fire King's arms were already stretched out, and this turn brought up a circle of flames.
"Flame Nova!"
A circle of fire erupted flat.
Touch!
A gunshot rang out.
The Sand King was only halfway back, his waist bent to the side. Lowering his head to dodge the Fire Nova, the left hand that was originally hiding his face held a pistol at some point, and fired a shot into the leg raised in front of him, hitting the knee socket, and suddenly bursting out a piece of ice ballast, and at the same time spit out a grain of sand from his mouth, hitting the shadow of the Fire King.
High difficulty: two consecutive dodges and two consecutive attacks at the same time.
The Fire King frowned, and also spat out a small fireball from his mouth.
The Sand King's current posture is really awkward, and he can't continue to dodge. Retract your face with your left hand.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, that small fireball actually produced an unusually huge explosion, and the barrier with a diameter of dozens of meters was almost unable to wrap it, and it squeaked with a painful sound.
"Ahem."
The Sand King fanned the dust.
Soon the smoke and dust dissipated, and the two had distanced themselves. The first round of this lightning is over in 1 second... Most of the Sand King's body was blown up and the flesh was dripping with blood, but it seemed to be only skin injuries. And the Fire King knelt on the ground at this moment, because his left knee was frozen, and his back was also lightly slashed by a knife.
The Sand King was seriously injured, but it was the Fire King whose face was ugly.
The shadow of the Fire King was shot by the sand again, and his whole body was suddenly weak. I can't move my knees.
"Do you know shame! A dignified Eastern Star actually used a Southern Star pistol! β
"Shame? I've learned one thing over the years... Give somebody a taste of his own medicine. Actually, the pistol is very useful, and I plan to learn rifles next. β
"High-speed evaporation!"
The Fire King touched his knee with his hand, and the ice immediately turned into mist and disappeared.
The sand king put on a good posture and was not in a hurry to fight. After all, he is seriously injured now, and one more second of delay can recover one more point.
The Fire King jumped at the Sand King, almost in front of him, and swung a straight fist, and a huge pillar of fire went straight to the Sand King's face along the fist wind.
The Sand King made half a circle of sand shields in front of him.
At this moment, the distance between the two is at most three meters, and at such a close distance, the Sand King can react quickly, but the Fire King reacts faster. He had swung his fist enough to hook his fingers, and the horizontal pillar of fire suddenly changed direction, making a turn in the shape of a question mark, bypassing the semicircular shield and striking directly at the Sand King.
There was no feeling of hitting, and the pillar of fire roared unhindered.
"What about people!"
The shield was still there, but the Sand King was gone.
The Fire King looked around, but there was none.
Looking up, there is no either.
Suddenly, his leg hurt, and he immediately jumped away, only to see his calf flying with blood on his knee.
The Sand King came out of the ground.