Ruochen was like a dream with a beautiful sword technique that set off a shock in the hall, and in the face of his earth-shattering sword, the face of the war spirit whispered was inevitably a little solemn.

With the foresight of being broken by his sword just now, this time the battle spirit whispered that he did not choose to use the dark blue poisonous miasma as a defense to resist the sword like a dream, but instead of defending with attack.

The war spirit whispered that the jade hand twisted a sword finger in the void, the cherry lips opened slightly, and after reciting the mantra a few times, an emerald green snake-shaped soft sword appeared in her hand, the emerald green slender blade was like a blue snake spitting letters, buzzing through the air, stirring up an extremely rich green sword light.

Bite!

When the two swords touched, a crisp sound like a jade bowl falling to the ground stirred.

Ruochen is like a dream, and the Lei Xuan Sword that controls him with the skill of the sword is shuttling through the space like the wind, and the edge is unstoppable, and the emerald green sword that conjures up from the War Spirit Whispering Sword is only slightly resisted and melted in an instant, and then a thunderbolt of light comes to the face!

It was Lei Xuan's Qingguang Slash!

At this moment, Lei Xuanqing's slash was slightly different from the sword qi that was slashed when Ruochen held the sword in a dream, and now he used the sword control technique to control the sword, allowing Lei Xuanjian to slash out this skill independently, and its power was more than three points stronger than the power when he held the sword just now, which can be seen from the energy light and flying speed emitted by Lei Xuanqing's slash at this moment.

The sword that is like a dream has the three elements of swordsmanship, fast, accurate, and ruthless, among them, fast is the most prominent, followed by ruthless, both fast and ruthless sword, is the sword that kills!

Soso, Soo, So

The dusty and dreamlike sword technique is surprisingly strong, as fast as a flying shuttle, and like a meteor flashing, constantly invading the defense of the battle spirit whispering with the blue spirit sword in his hand, inspiring a spark-like collision light, like a galaxy of stars.

Ruochen's dream-like attack is sharp and abnormal, the defense of the war soul whispering is at her fingertips, the footsteps are agile and unsquare, and the blue spirit sword dances with a lot of heroic light, at this moment, she is like a Lingtai fairy who comes from the waves, so beautiful that she is incomparably beautiful, but in this beautiful spirit sword dance, there is a hidden killing machine contained in it.

Time flies quietly like water!

Ruochen's dream-like sword technique was not able to break through all the defenses of the battle soul whispering in the end, but when the battle spirit whispering blue spirit sword emitted a strong green light, Ruochen like a dream, who was twenty-five yards away, trembled violently as if it had been struck by lightning, and the thunder sword that was swimming in the air had already fallen to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

Ruochen's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were black, obviously poisoned. The green light that the battle spirit whispered just now with the blue spirit sword was called the blue water spirit toad light.

Once this light is triggered, it can detonate all the toxins in the air, and immediately cause the poison in the whole body of the person who has been planted with poison gas to burst out in double force, thus causing great damage to the enemy.

Although Ruochen is like a dream and is strong just now, under the defense of the war spirit whispering lightly and lightly like Ling Xu's solo dance, he has already entered a state of poisoning, and gradually entered the situation of the end of the strong crossbow, and finally was detonated by the war spirit whisper with the light of the blue water spirit toad All the toxins in his body, and he was seriously injured, until he drank hatred, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

So far, the top five places have all been determined.

After the top five are determined, there is one remaining place to compete for the top three, and it will be chosen among the five people who have been eliminated. These five people will enter a brawl mode, in two and a half minutes, they need to PK, and in the end, only one person can stand on the battlefield and successfully enter the battle for the top three.

Tang Xiaowei, the black war knight, bloody and frivolous, like a dream, the five people of the war soul dragoon re-stood in the ring of the flame battlefield, they stood opposite each other, this battle, there are no rules, except for knocking down the other party, killing the other party, and winning the battle to the end.

The black war knight stood beside Tang Xiaowei, in his opinion, the first task of this battle is definitely not to defeat the group of people in front of him and win the qualification to enter the top three, but to protect Tang Xiaoyu and try her best to help her lock in the victory, and the rest are secondary.

And the bloody frivolity and the dream-like dream obviously came with the same mind.

As for the Battle Spirit Dragoon, how to look at it and how to isolate.

However, this guy's face was indifferent, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the four unfriendly eyes around him at all.

When the battle inevitably began, the blood-colored frivolity took the first step, and the horizontal battle soul dragoon of the Purple Wind Sword without warning suddenly pulled everything again, as if it was going to cut the battle soul dragoon directly into two pieces!

The Battle Spirit Dragoon sneered, his footsteps did not move, the pitch-black dragon spear in his hand stepped forward, and with a wind whistle, the dragon spear broke through the wind with extremely strong force, and hit the blood-colored purple wind sword hard!

The moment the Purple Wind Sword and the Dragon Lance clashed, the blood-colored frivolous figure paused slightly, and then he stepped on the ground again, and his whole body was full of strength, like a wild bull suddenly walking on the grassland, charging towards the proud Battle Spirit Dragoon.

The power of the blood-colored frivolity is as great as a brute bull, and at this moment, all the strength of the whole body is concentrated on one point of the tip of the Purple Wind Sword, and when it explodes, even the Battle Soul Dragoon can only take a few steps back suddenly, and it is impossible to resist at all.

However, just as the Battle Spirit Dragoon was retreating, the blood-colored purple wind sword suddenly waved, and at the same time, a purple sword light slashed towards his throat, and his steps also sped up by three points, bullying his defensive forbidden area.

This guy is really good at learning. Seeing that the blood-colored frivolously and quickly approached the Battle Spirit Dragoon, he directly and uncontrollably blasted out a wild Shaolin cannon fist, Chen Fuyun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The blood-colored Shaolin cannon fist is definitely not trivial, and its momentum and power are definitely above the ordinary Baji Boxing, but compared to the powerful one-shot and three-shot skills of the Baji Collapse and with terrifying defense-breaking damage, the Shaolin Cannon Boxing is much worse.

Boom Boom! ……

In close combat, although the Battle Spirit Dragoon is not inferior to the bloody frivolity, after all, the bloody madness took the lead by making the first move, and the sound of the Shaolin cannon punching on the flesh was like a strong sound of a giant cannon bombarding the rocks, constantly roaring.

"Brother Frivolous, I'm here to help you!"

Admire!

Just as the blood-colored frivolity and the battle spirit dragoon were inseparable, a dream-like voice came out, followed by a soaring sword light.

It's the art of Thunder and Sword again!

The Battle Soul Dragoon's eyes shrank, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but the blood was reckless and unrelenting to fight with him, he had no room to dodge at all, and when the sword that was as fast as a flying arrow meteor came through the space, even if he had the heart to dodge, he was powerless to escape the attack of this sword.

Bite!

This sword directly hit the armor on the chest of the Battle Soul Dragoon, Rao is the defense of the Battle Soul Dragoon, which is as high as 3,200 plus, under this incomparably sharp sword, it is still inevitable to suffer heavy damage!

“―3680！”

A whopping 3,680 damage value soared from the head of the War Spirit Dragoon.

"Damn it!" The Battle Spirit Dragoon roared suddenly, and after several battles, his blood volume was already as low as about 5,000, if he didn't break free from the bloody and frivolous grappling, he was afraid that he would die directly under the dusty sword and become the first guy to drink hatred in the big brawl!

"Damn, Lao Tzu has to find a cushion first when he dies!" The cold face of the Battle Spirit Dragoon showed a bit of hideousness.

Dragon Lance Regret the World!

The Battle Soul Dragoon took three steps back, and swept the dragon spear without hesitation, and a golden light flashed, like a golden dragon flying out of the dragon lance.

Although this dragon lance did not achieve the effect of killing the opponent with one blow on Gu Yu Suifeng, but when it was used at this moment, it really made the blood color feel the terrifying energy pressure.

When this coercion turned into a substantial spear and came directly through his chest, the blood-colored light that was very close to the spear felt as if a desolate giant beast was rushing towards him in front of him, and the powerful force had already made the space in front of him tremble before he was close.

The blood-colored frivolity wants to dodge in a moving position, but at this distance, how to dodge? Where is there time and space to flash?

I can only bite the bullet and try to hard-connect!

Open!

Even when that golden spear slammed into the bloody frivolity, Ruochen Qimeng had already used the sword technique to resist his Lei Xuan Sword in front of the bloody madness, but the blow of the Battle Spirit Dragoon still passed through his sword, and the solid piercing through the blood-colored frivolous chest sturdily shot an unimaginable damage value!

“―8700！”

Buzz!

Just as the bloody frivolity was about to hang up in this blow, Tang Xiaoyu waved her arm, and a pure white light swayed out, directly saving the bloody frivolity from the brink of life and death.

This skill is Tang Xiaowei's upgraded version of the life-saving skill, the salvation heart of the Holy Spirit Hanging Pot - return to the light! (It used to be the salvation heart of the Holy Radiance Hanging Pot, but now it is the Holy Spirit Hanging Pot, and his skills have also been upgraded.) Chin!

Another sword roar came out, and the sword that guarded the blood-colored frivolity with the sword just now but had no effect turned his sword fingers, causing the Lei Xuan Sword to break through the air and travel five meters in an instant, and a sword slashed across the throat of the Battle Spirit Dragoon!

Lei Xuan's blue light slash!

The cyan sword flashed like lightning.

“―4500！”

Ruochen's dream blow was too fast, and it directly hit the throat of the Battle Soul Dragoon, which had no armor defense, and when the War Soul Dragoon was defenseless, the blood volume was emptied in an instant, and he was left with less than five hundred blood, and he was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and when facing four strong enemies, he wanted to compete for the qualification of the top three, obviously powerless.

"Chen Fuyun, a few of your friends are a little unkind." Chen Fuyun was watching the battle on the field, and the battle spirit whispered and moved the lotus step to him, although his tone was a little resentful, but his face covered with a light veil still smiled.

"The so-called enlightened people have much help, and those who have lost the Tao have little help. Your War Soul Guild is fighting in the south and the north, and you have never been low-key enough, which has caused many guilds to complain, and the War Soul Dragoon is a tiger general by your side, strong, domineering, and has pulled a lot of hatred, this time, these friends of mine are just sharpening his sharpness, eliminating everyone's resentment against this dragoon brother, and it is not all bad for the War Soul Guild. Chen Fuyun smiled brightly, and a little shameless.

"In this way, if you encounter me, the 'first evil' of the Battle Soul Guild on the battlefield for a while, you should also take the opportunity to sharpen my sharpness and dispel everyone's resentment?" In the face of Chen Fuyun's seemingly well-founded remarks, the war spirit whispered and his eyes narrowed slightly in a good-looking but somewhat dangerous arc, staring at him directly.

Chen Fuyun was shocked.