On the fifth night, he stepped into the dark array laid by He Tong, fearless and fearless, with a smile on his face as if there were no taboos. He Tong's hidden ice formation moved instantly, but it lost its effect in an instant. He Tong's eyes widened in disbelief, the horror in his heart at this time was really ten times more than the loss of the Fire Dragon Black Halberd.

How is it possible, how can this guy ignore the ban!

He didn't believe it. He is too confident, and this self-confidence sometimes makes him unable to judge situations very well. The words he said when he took that step on the fifth night were also ignored by He Tong.

"Absolute power" is not a boast, not a metaphor, it represents a deeper meaning.

It's a pity that He Tong didn't listen to it at all at this time. On the contrary, Lei Lin was stunned when he heard this, frowned slightly, and looked at the fifth night. Just now, when the fifth night broke through the formation, there was a special aura on his body. That faint and fleeting moment was keenly captured by Lei Lin.

The fifth night used the power that should not have appeared here, and it was just an instant, which was regarded as a marginal ball, but this move was also like a sharp nail, smashing into He Tong's arrogant heart.

A moment of frustration made He Tong's brain heat up. On the fifth night, he disappeared directly from the same place, after detouring the same side of Ho. This circumambulation seemed to be looking for an empty door, but in Lei Lin's eyes, it had a special meaning: the fifth night finally did not dare or was unwilling to completely release that power, so he bypassed the dark array.

This shows a lot of problems, and if He Tong is as calm as before, there will definitely be many problems, but he obviously doesn't.

The fifth night appeared, like a calf with its horns arched. Ice spikes are sharp horns, and when they crash into He Tong, the latter comes to his senses. Because he didn't have time to dodge, he reached out to catch it and bent his arm to block.

"Pounce!" Two ice thorns, one pierced into He Tong's palm, and the other pierced into He Tong's forearm. The severe pain made He Tong "wake up" instantly, but obviously it was useless for him to "wake up" now. The fifth night lunge approached, pressing the two ice spikes with the strength of his body, and the two black ice spikes with white filaments of light drilled deeper and deeper. Parting the muscles brutally, the creaking sound of rubbing against He Tong's bones, the astringent sound made people's teeth sore.

Fifth night with a smile. It is very close to He Tong. The latter endured great pain, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

He Tong stared at the fifth night.

"You're defeated." Fifth Night said to him with a smile.

"Just because you hurt me doesn't mean you won." He Tong gritted his teeth. The bulging muscles of the cheeks were dark red.

He Tong's hands suddenly grasped the pair of ice thorns that pierced into the palm and into the arm. Hold it firmly. He Tong restrained the other party's "double horns" with an extremely violent attitude, and then he violently pulled the ice thorn and brought Fifth Night into his arms, raised his knees, and hit Fifth Night's jaw.

The trapped beast is still fighting, and it is still struggling to the death.

He is not a trapped beast, he is fighting back in the Jedi. The fifth night's eyes lit up, and he retreated, and the ice spikes in his hands were released.

He Tong stood still and did not pursue. He gasped for breath before biting his teeth into the icy spike in his hand and pulling it out. Then he used the pierced hand to pull out the ice thorn from his arm. The two ice spikes were thrown into the sky by He Tong, his body was stained with his own blood, but his gaze was still fierce.

"You and I have lost all our weapons, and now we are still tied!" He Tong hoarsely looked at the Fifth Night Dao.

Over there, Cheng Lingling and Sikong Mingyue were dumbfounded, but they couldn't help. They are maintaining the formation, even if they don't need to maintain it, there are still two people on the side on the fifth night, even looking at Lei Lin, but also looking at the two of them. Cheng Lingling: Seventy percent of their attention was on He Tong's side, and thirty percent was on the two idlers.

Such a division of attention made Lei Lin unimportant.

In fact, what else is there to pay attention to a guy who is trapped and dead in the formation.

Cheng Lingling and Sikong Mingyue did not appear, and the tips of the fingers of Lei Lin's hanging hands faintly had light beating, which was a thunder arc, not dark thunder, but the power of thunder.

Lei Lin's energy was recovering, and even began to pass through the sealing circle.

He took a breath and confronted the fifth night.

He was right, both sides lost their weapons. However, this statement made the fifth night smile, and the fifth night opened his coat and showed it to the other party. On the inside of his coat there are special leather cases, left and right, with ice thorns stuck in them, there are four pairs of them!

On the fifth night, there are actually four pairs of ice thorns!

He Tong's eyes widened slightly, and he watched as the fifth night pulled out a pair of ice thorns again.

"If you want to disarm me, I don't know if you have that much blood." Fifth Night smiled. Compared to He Tong's wolf bèi, he seems much more relaxed.

He Tongxian's self-righteous draw was nothing more than his own speculation, and his self-esteem exploded under the mockery of the fifth night, which was not a mockery. The angry He Tong directly clenched his bloody fist and rushed straight over.

"Roar!"

He Tong swung his fist, and an illusion of a heavily armored warrior appeared behind him, and he also swung his fist the size of a copper urn and smashed it towards the fifth night. This punch condensed He Tong's full strength, and where the punch passed, even the space appeared to be shattered. When the punch hits, the space under all directions is squeezed, and it will be difficult to dodge on the fifth night.

However, the guy didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, and when he saw the illusion of the giant fist smashing over, he put down the ice thorn and threw a punch as well. The punch of the fifth night was also unfancy, not even the fluctuation of energy, and the appearance of no illusion. Just a punch is the same as a street fight.

Fifth Night's fist met the fist of the heavily armored illusion, and as soon as the two fists touched, Fifth Night's clothes suddenly burst out, and his head of silver almost stood up.

"Bang!" A wave of air exploded in midair.

The two sides held each other for a short time, and then the fifth night took a few steps back, and He Tong took a few steps back.

Cheng Lingling and Cheng Lingling stared at them nervously, looking at He Tong worriedly. The blow just now was so crazy that He Tong seemed to have changed back to his former self. If he used some obscene play on the fifth night, he would definitely be the one who suffered. I don't know why, but the fifth night chose to take this punch hard, and now both sides have taken a few steps back, so who won?

Or is it evenly matched?

Fifth Night raised his hand, and the five fingers on his fist were twisted strangely, and the punch caused his finger phalanx to be misaligned and fractured. The fifth night looked at his hands, and there was more approval in his eyes. He stretched out his other hand and snapped the misplaced bones back into place, one by one.

"Click, click", the sound of breaking bones came one after another, and the fifth night was expressionless and completely painless.

"You're strong." The fifth night said, straightening a finger for every word he said. Three words, three fingers straightened. When the last word came out, He Tong's face suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the heavily armed warrior behind him shattered. With the same heavy punch, He Tong injured the fist of the fifth night, and the punch of the fifth night directly injured his body.

That's the gap.

"But you're really not fit for mere melee." The fifth night straightened his little finger and looked at He Tong and said seriously.

There is nothing more striking than this sentence, He Tong lowered his head slightly, and a sunken fist mark was printed on the position of the heart on his chest. Just now, Fifth Night not only took his moves, but also injured him. At that moment of lightning, He Tong couldn't keep up.

"I'm defeated." He Tong's throat was pierced, the arm he punched was pierced by the ice thorn, and a layer of frost condensed on the bones, the bones became brittle, and under the hard blow just now, the bones of his arm were shattered. The negative state of [Bone Crush] is undispellable, and it must be used with a special elixir or survive a thirty-minute duration.

He is the same, it can be regarded as a temporary abolition.

In the face of the incredible strength of the fifth night, as well as the treachery of the battle, He Tong really showed the gap between the two sides. In this case, when he said these three words, he was not desperate, but calm.

This guy will get stronger! Fifth Night admired He Tong's attitude even more, but then he pulled out the ice thorn. It is useless to appreciate the enemy, it is useful to kill the enemy, and the dead enemy is the good enemy.

"Boom!" An earth-shattering sound suddenly sounded from behind the side of the fifth night, and He Tong's eyes widened. He saw a figure fall from the sky, the man's silver-white mask peeling off piece by piece and turning to dust. Mo, I actually lost!

The figure of Mo Falling, turned into a white light and flew away. His opponent is only half blood!

How is this possible, Mo was actually hanged and beaten! He Tong was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

The unbelievable scene had just begun, and then Gu Li let out a dull roar, which also turned into a white light and flew away. His opponent did not even shed a third of his blood.

How so!

He Tong's eyes widened, and Cheng Lingling and Ouyang Mingkong were also shocked.

......On the other side, like thunder, Gan Luo and his opponent were slashing with swords, and each impact produced great movement, and the blood value of both sides was falling with each impact. According to the real strength, Gan Luo is the third person after He Tong and Cheng Lingling, but he can't shake the other party in the slightest.

In the end, the other party was bloodied. Ganluo was stripped of his last HP, and fell in reluctance, turning into white light.

The victory and defeat were finally known, and it turned out to be so tragic that among the four pairs of people who fought, He Tong was suppressed by the fifth night and beaten to cripple. Mo, Gu Li, and Ganluo died, and the other party had two and a half blood and one residual blood, and there was no death.

This is an absolutely horrible outcome. What a person, shocked.

"You're playing well, you're very set." Fifth Night praised from the bottom of his heart, if that was a compliment.

How can they be disabled, and the other party's strength still exists, how can there be such a big gap, they are trained by God! Where did these people come from?

He Tong really wanted to ask.

It's a pity that the fifth night is not ready to talk nonsense, his people disappeared, but the voice drifted into He Tong's ears.

"It's time for it to end!"

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch wins! (To be continued!)

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