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For a mage, being able to do this kind of thing is already very good, but for wither story, it is far from enough......

Blighting didn't make any movement, no, not even make any movement, he didn't raise his hand, he didn't even summon his staff, he just stood quietly......

Elegant as always......

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly......

Then, with his smile that seemed to melt along with the ice and snow, the wind blade that approached his body quietly disappeared in the air......

Disappearing without leaving a trace at all......

On the other side, the red-haired man who was close to the body of Wither Story finally reached the distance where he could attack!

However, when he wanted to attack, he found that a huge transparent ice wall was erected in front of him in an instant, and although his full force hit the ice wall shattered, the power of the shock also shook him back a big step!

At his feet, however, the contact between the blazing flames and the cold air on the ground made a "sizzling" sound......

For the occurrence of their own body, a trace of incredulity flashed in the eyes of both of them, but they quickly came back to their senses......

Thereupon......

The huge Earth Wind Blade still flew in the air, forming a wonderful arc. (The fastest update speed is all in the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) is just bigger than before, and the trajectory is even more weird......

It also allowed the players present to enjoy a visual feast, the players of the physics department are always the most direct way to complete the battle, but the legal profession is completely different, and the gorgeous magic can make players feel as if they are in a fantasy world in a short period of time......

The goal of these Wind Blades is the same, Withered Story!

On the other side, the red-haired man's body seemed to have completely turned into flames. The space that was originally full of chill added a touch of heat, and the blazing flames, together with the red-haired man's body, seemed to turn into a sharp spear, flying straight forward!

And the target of this flame spear, which seems to be fused with the body, is exactly the same as the Wind Blade - Wither Story!

This is not what they are used to, and they tend to be relatively cautious in their choice of attack against strong opponents, as is generally the case. Their prudence always leads to victory......

And now, their behavior is clearly a posture of attacking with all their might!

Although they didn't say it, they knew very well that although they had fully estimated the strength of withering before the war, their own estimation was completely wrong, and the strength of the other party was much stronger than they imagined...... That feeling is only in the Sealed Dragon Terrace......

No, it's something that only the opponent in front of this man can feel......

The cold magic that was completely like the sea began to slowly erode his body, nerves, and even his soul!

It's not a confrontation at the same level at all!

It was only at this time that they found out. I had entered an alley, and there was no way back, but it was dark in front of me......

They always thought that only they were hiding their strength, but they never thought that other people would also hide their strength, and the man in front of them, his strength was far stronger than the strength he showed in the video, no. It's double!

And at this time, there is only one way out for them - go all out......

It was only at this time that they somewhat understood that perhaps they had been wrong when they had won the title of "Two-Headed Death......

Thinking that he has been able to occupy a place among the powerhouses in the illusory world is a mistake in itself!

The biggest reason why he can maintain the name of the god of death in the illusory world all the time is that those strong people are too lazy to do it......

On the other side, withering finally has a move at this point. He raised his right hand slightly, the cold breath condensed in the palm of his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger as he looked at the behavior of the two people in front of him......

The previous grace and tolerance were gone, but there was a hint of mockery in his smile at this time...... As the blue light in the palm of Withering Story's hand became more and more intense, the blue staff that had been following him was summoned as well, and the huge blue gem shone with a beautiful and bewitching light......

And then......

The temperature of the entire dragon sealing platform began to cool down rapidly!

Plunged!

The pale blue mage's robes shimmered faintly. With the magic growing wildly. His robes also flew unscrupulously!

The sky turned pale all at once......

Then, the snowflakes began to drift away......

In that short moment. Everyone felt that the originally elegant man in front of them seemed to have become a master, a ...... King!

The snow dances for him, yes, it's a world that belongs to him......

The world is like his, cold and elegant......

In this world that belongs to him, no one can not rise and fall to the king, so he ......

The wind blades flying in the air began to slow down, and then disappeared completely, and the flame cloak, which had been holding the cold air steadily, became a little uncertain......

It can be seen from the expressions of the Grim Reaper duo that they are not relaxed at this time, the huge chill has made them almost lose the ability to move, and their movements begin to become sluggish until they slowly stiffen ......

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in the eyes of the withering story, which was the expression of the magic power that had expanded to the extreme, and then, the flying snowflakes seemed to turn into two vast white giant beasts, and in just a short moment, the snow flooded the bodies of the two of them......

Then there will be no more fire, and no more wind......

Only snow......

After a few moments, Withering Monogatari put away his staff, and he slowly lowered his right hand, and the expression on his face regained his previous calmness......

After the snowflakes and cold fog have cleared......

He's still the same mage he used to be......

Calm......

And elegant......

Throughout, he didn't move half a step on either foot......

And in front of him, the opponents who tried to provoke his strength, the two mercenaries who were named "Double-headed Death", their bodies had completely frozen, leaving only two cold ** ......

"It's over......" withering gently walked down the dragon sealing platform, and three words came out of his mouth lightly......

Just when the players were surprised by his actions, he raised his right hand without looking back, and then waved at the two ice sculptures behind him casually: "There will be no time in the future......

As he moved, slender cracks began to emerge from the two ice sculptures, and as the cracks continued to extend, the ice sculptures finally shattered, and the sand-like broken ice drifted into the air with the wind blowing through the Dragon Sealing Platform, and then disappeared without a trace......

It's beautiful!

Seeing the scene in front of them, the players present couldn't help but groan in their hearts......

Is this the romance that belongs to the mage?

Or is this a romance that belongs to the withering himself?

"In the second game of the Fenglong Ring Group, the number combination wins, and then there is a minute break, please play the number and number combination in the first game of the group and prepare for battle."

It wasn't until a prompt appeared that the players present were aware of one thing - a previous battle......

It wasn't a withering story solo art show or anything......

Originally, I thought that even if the two-headed Reaper was not the opponent of withering, the difference in strength would not be too big, but withering used his actions to give a loud slap to players who had this understanding!

Or rather, an elegant slap in the face......

Uh, that seems a bit overdone, huh?

Seeing the players on the field looking at him with a little fear in his eyes, Wither Story looked a little helpless......

Originally, according to his own thoughts, it was better to be low-key or low-key, he himself was not a person who liked to be in the limelight, and it was not his intention to use this means to complete the battle this time, but many times many factors will make things appear some small variables......

If there was no previous victory between Feng Wu and Lan Yu without a fight, he might not have taken action in person, people have a comparison mentality, no matter who they are, this is no exception, but the object of comparison is different, for the withering story, the only thing worth comparing with him is the same as him as the president of the Great Guild, Blue Feather and Feng Wu, and Lan Yu and Feng Wu have won without a fight for some reason before, if you get to yourself and fight very hard, not to mention that you can't get over face, I'm afraid that spreading to the ears of other players will still have a certain impact on the reputation of the guild, so when he asked the other party to admit defeat, he was very serious......

From his point of view, although the other two players have good strength among other players, they have no chance of winning when they meet themselves, and admitting defeat is undoubtedly the best choice, but unfortunately the other party treats his mention as a mockery......

Alas, there are really not many helpless things in life......

Thinking of this, the Tale of Withered is also a little emotional......

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