Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's gaze at Chen Fuyun made Chen Fuyun creepy, and in the ring, the Battle Spirit Xiaoge who launched the skill of rebirth of death was suddenly terrifying!

His combat power increased in an instant, and Qing Qian Shiyun launched a series of attacks just now, and it was really to the end of the strong crossbow, in the face of the more powerful Battle Soul Xiaoge, she barely resisted for a while, and finally lost the enemy, and then in the rout, she was bound by the soul shackles that the Battle Spirit Xiaoge had once again exerted, this time, the Battle Spirit Xiaoge did not give Qing Qian Shiyun any chance to escape, and directly a combination of skills Soul Devouring Demon Sword was inspired out with lightning speed, and Qing Qian Shiyun was lost in seconds.

The first battle of the top three, which lasted for nearly thirty minutes, finally ended with the victory of the battle soul laughing song.

When Qing Qian Shiyun completely lost the ability to stand up, the iron-masked judge took a step forward, and announced in an indifferent and high-pitched voice as always: "In the first battle of the top three, the battle spirit laughs and wins!" In the second battle, the war spirit whispers against the fallen stars! ”

Seeing Lin Xiaoniu's defeat, Chen Fuyun locked his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

When he, Lin Xiaoniu and Tang Xiaoyu killed the spirit of the ancient dragon in the mysterious cave, Chen Fuyun obtained the Dragon Soul Spear, Tang Xiaoyu obtained the Dragon Soul Ring, and Lin Xiaoniu obtained a level 60 diamond weapon - the Bow of the Green Underworld.

In many battles, Lin Xiaoniu only used her Thunder Shadow Bow from beginning to end, and never showed the bow of the Green Underworld, and she didn't know what the reason was.

Maybe it's to stay for the finals of the 36 Huacheng. Chen Fuyun thought silently in his heart.

The three powerhouses of the War Soul Guild, the Battle Soul Laughing Song, the War Soul Dragoon and the War Soul Whisper, the first two, Chen Fuyun has fought against them, but the Battle Spirit Whisper, Chen Fuyun has never met her on the battlefield, and it is strange to say that Chen Fuyun has always been a little reluctant to meet her on the battlefield in his heart.

The profession after the second turn of the War Soul Whispering profession is called the Deep Blue Poisoner, and there are very few poison master professions in the entire Jianghua City, and it is even rarer to complete the second turn of the profession like the War Spirit Whisper.

It is precisely because of the scarcity of the number of people in this profession that the players of this profession are often mysterious, they are low-key, but they are unusually strong, they are mysterious, they kill people invisibly, from the last battle spirit whispering against the dusty dream, it can be seen that as a dark blue poison master, the strength of the war spirit whisper should not be underestimated.

Because the two have dealt with each other a lot before, and even met in reality, and this game image is quite inconsistent with the real image but has a different style and graceful taste of the war spirit whispered and invited Chen Fuyun to have a chic breakfast, this point is a little bit, so that Chen Fuyun, who is standing on the opposite side of her, is undoubtedly in line with the principle of taking people's hands short and eating people's mouths, and very politely whispered to the war spirit with a bright smile.

Chen Fuyun's bright smile always looks inexplicably shameless in the eyes of beautiful girls, which is probably related to the fact that he liked to squint and smile at Biyun with a dog's tail grass in the mountain village.

Chen Fuyun has never been secretive about his shamelessness, especially in the face of beautiful women, the war spirit whispered calmly, and the only eye that was not covered by the veil looked at Chen Fuyun's calf calmly, until the end of the ten seconds of preparation time, the war spirit whispered and raised his hand, and the cyan thin sword appeared on the palm.

Fighting with Chen Fuyun, she didn't dare to fight like Ruochen like a dream, and she had some reservations in strength.

Chen Fuyun was also unambiguous, he took out the Taiji Sword from the Star Ring, and with a wave of the blade from his chest, a Taiji sword qi wrapped in black and white had already surged out.

This Tai Chi sword qi seems to be ordinary, and the speed is not fast or slow, but the trajectory it runs in space has no room for pondering at all, like a drunk drunk walking with no sense of direction.

This was also the early morning of that day, when Chen Fuyun was studying the Eight Extremes Collapse, he suddenly realized a method of the Tao regarding the laws of Tai Chi Sword Qi casting.

If there is no law, it is the best law.

The Tai Chi Sword Qi was agile and incomprehensible, and the speed seemed to be slow and fast, and it instantly cut into the defensive forbidden area where the war spirit whispered, ignoring the dark blue poisonous miasma that appeared in front of her!

What a domineering thing this is!

“—3400！”

The damage of this sword was beyond Chen Fuyun's own imagination. He held the sword, his face was a little stunned, and as for the war spirit whispering, he was completely speechless to the fierce man in front of him.

Is it necessary for a tentative blow to be so brutal?

The battle spirit whispered a little incomprehensible, in her opinion, Chen Fuyun must have used some kind of strong skill to penetrate her dark blue poisonous miasma so easily, and then hit such a strong damage on her body.

The battle spirit whispered that the total blood volume was around 8,000, and with the additional bonus of the Flame Battlefield, the total blood volume was about 12,000, but Chen Fuyun made her lose 3,004 blood in a high-profile manner just after the first blow, although it was not a fatal blow, but it was also a bit ruthless.

Chen Fuyun really has no malicious intent. But there was no pity on the battlefield, and besides, the whispering of the war spirit and himself were just general friends, so the stunned look on his face was just a flash, replaced by a serious face: "Next, I'm going to be serious, be careful!" ”

The corner of the battle spirit's mouth twitched under the white veil, this guy, wasn't he real just now? Although she thought about it in her heart, the movements under her hands were not slow at all, the snake-shaped thin sword shook slightly, and several poisonous gases like green snakes wriggled out.

Chen Fuyun didn't even think about it, and walked forward in one step, the Taiji Sword swung three green rainbows, like thunder and lightning, and swept through the space at great speed, which was the active skill of the Taiji Sword-Taiji Qingguang.

Ding Ding Ding!

The three Tai Chi blue lights that were traveling quickly collided with several poisonous gases in front of them very accurately.

Under this collision, not only did not disperse the poisonous gas, but made these poisonous gases more and more condensed, and became faster, and they came to the face in an instant, without warning at all.

When the poisonous gas inevitably invaded Chen Fuyun's defenses and caused him an unstoppable bleeding effect all the way, Chen Fuyun instantly understood why he would eventually be consumed by the poisonous gas in the ring.

However, Chen Fuyun was not like a dream, and although the loss of blood at fifty points per second gave him a little headache, it did not hinder his next attack.

His steps slammed into the ground, his steps were like meteors, and he forcibly crossed a distance of more than ten meters in three or two steps, and instantly deceived the melee soul and whispered, and then cut out with a sword!

Tai Chi Sword Qi!

Tai Chi sword qi roared, and at a distance of less than five meters, the battle spirit whispered and didn't even have time to dodge, and was struck by a sword qi that was so fast that there was almost no trace or trajectory.

“—3320！”

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the Blood Volume of the Battle Spirit Whisper has been consumed!

Chen Fuyun didn't wait for her to have the slightest respite, and took another step forward, brushing and brushing! The sound of four wind-breaking voices spread, and Chen Fuyun used the Void Concealment Killing Technique to transform the three clones and his true body in unison, and in an instant he approached a position less than three meters away from the whispering of the battle spirit.

Eight poles collapse!

The four figures who were difficult to distinguish the authenticity clenched their right palms into a fist at the same time, and the sound of the rumbling four fists breaking through the air instantly resounded throughout the audience. The power of the Eight Extremes Collapse is unparalleled for a while!

The extreme speed and extreme attack power, the strength of the Eight Extremes Collapse made the battle spirit whisper for a moment, and in the depths of his heart, he actually had the illusion that Chen Fuyun's blow was irresistible.

As the president of the War Soul Guild, the War Spirit whispered and was highly anticipated, how could he be so easily killed by Chen Fuyun in a few faces.

"Enough is enough, Fallen Stars!" The whispering voice of the war spirit was soft, with a hint of etherealism.

"Weeping Blood Poison Curse - Calamity Transfer!" This time, her voice was cold.

The two voices that fell at the same time as the whispering of the war spirit were the sound of three strong fists hitting the flesh.

Bang bang bang!

The body that finally hit the body of the Eight Extremes Collapse's powerful attack, unexpectedly it was not the delicate and delicate war spirit whispering in front of him, but the three doppelgangers that Chen Fuyun conjured, and one of the punches fell into Chen Fuyun's body very unexpectedly.

“—6300！”

When the extremely strong punch of the Eight Extremes Collapse fell on Chen Fuyun's chest, this calf who was ready to kill the Battle Spirit Whisper as quickly as possible was very painful and bitter.

The loss of 6,003 blood volume is still a very heavy damage to Chen Fuyun, plus the blood volume of the battlefield bonus, his total blood volume is slightly higher than that of the Battle Spirit Whisper, reaching about 12,500, this blow, his blood volume plummeted by half, if you do it again, isn't it like scoring an own goal for your goal on the football field, decisively helping the opponent to win the victory?

Chen Fuyun felt a chill in his heart when he thought about that kind of scene, it was something that would be booed by millions of viewers, so it was better not to try it easily.

Although this blow Chen Fuyun was affected by the Calamity Transfer Skill of the Battle Spirit Whisper, and finally used the attack of the Eight Pole Fist to deal with his own clone and bombard himself, the War Spirit Whisper was obviously not easy.

If Chen Fuyun's blow just now is successfully played, the total damage will definitely be around 20,000, and the battle spirit whispers in the middle of danger to urge her second-turn skill to save her life, and forcibly bounce back his eight-pole collapse with a total damage value of more than 20,000, in between, it needs to pay an extremely high consumption, which includes both the loss of mana value and the loss of physical strength.

The loss of mana is harmless, but the loss of stamina is somewhat fatal.

Chen Fuyun's blood volume plummeted to half, and the blood volume of the Battle Spirit Whisper was obviously not optimistic, compared to the two, the Battle Spirit Whisper occupied more disadvantages.

Chen Fuyun saw her weakness from her eyes, he who wanted to strike another blow in one go, inexplicably didn't want to directly use the strong attack posture that took advantage of her illness to kill her, but let her breathe a little easier, and then swept with another sword, and the Tai Chi sword qi roared forward.

The battle spirit whispered that this time it was different from the previous rounds of battles, and it was very necessary to compare the swordsmanship with Chen Fuyun by picking the sword to meet Chen Fuyun's Taiji sword.

The sword whispered by the war soul is thin and soft, like a little green snake moving its body, smart and gloomy, Chen Fuyun's Taiji sword is wide open and closed, masculine and fierce, often under a sword, it can stir up a strong sound of breaking wind in the air, between this yin and yang, the thin sword of the war soul whispering was eaten to death by Chen Fuyun, until it was forced into a dead corner, and there was no way to retreat!

Compared with Chen Fuyun, who is proficient in swordsmanship, the battle spirit is a little too much to think about it when he speaks decisively.

Admire!

The sound of the sword roared, Chen Fuyun's footsteps were like the wind, and the long sword was horizontal, and a Taiji sword qi cut out directly cut the throat of the battle spirit whispering.

"Broken Armor!"

"Crit!"

“—8000！”

After this blow, the battle ended without suspense with the whispering hatred of the war spirit.