The ghost jumped up, and the giant sword in his hand slashed down towards Xiyue!

Seeing this, Xiyue hurriedly swung her sword to block it.

"Bell!"

The ghost's giant sword and Xiyue's Xuanling sword collided together, making a loud noise, and Xiyue felt a huge force rushing towards her, her body trembled, and she actually took several steps backwards before stabilizing her body.

“30383！”

A bolt of damage floated from the top of Shiozuki's head.

This ghost is really perverted, and it seems that it is impossible to fight with him.

"Nine days of wind howling!"

As soon as Xiyue's voice closed, only a whirring sound was heard, and a huge tornado had coiled towards the ghost, and the ghost couldn't dodge, and was immediately swept into it by the huge tornado. In the center of the tornado, damage figures kept floating above the ghost's head, but fortunately, he had enough blood and energy to barely support it.

However, although the damage is not large, it adds up to a lot, and it is not a small amount together, not to mention, the ghost has already been dizzy by the tornado, and there is no time to regain blood.

However, this tornado seems to be very powerful, but there is always a time limit, the ghost, as the third person in the strength list of "Fighting Spirit", how can it be a skill that can be killed in seconds, and soon the skill time is up, and the ghost finally stopped trembling, but he saw the stars in the sky trembling in front of his eyes.

Finally relieved, the ghost roared angrily and rushed towards Xiyue, Xiyue saw this, and quickly blocked the ghost's attack with a shield talisman, and then threw another flame burst charm towards the ghost.

Dodging the spirit rune attack of the tide moon, the giant sword in the ghost's hand swung out hard.

"Long Yan - Slash!"

The ghost shouted, but saw the wind and clouds surging in the sky, accompanied by a dragon roar, a fiery red dragon fell from the sky, but this dragon is not the five-clawed dragon of the East, looking at its back with wings, its belly is as big as a drum, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a huge lizard.

Seeing the big winged lizard in the sky, Xiyue didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly threw out a shield talisman, but under the pressure of the divine dragon, the shield talisman had long lost the power it should have, and I saw the big lizard pounce and bite, and the huge light shield turned into a shield by the shield talisman turned into smashes, and when the big lizard disappeared, Xiyue's qi and blood had bottomed out, and suddenly turned into a white light and flew out of the battle space.

Xiyue's defeat ended her game, and the next one to appear was Huangfu Tongji, his opponent was the No. 1 ghost in South Korea's power rankings.

Bei Yingfeng looked at the big screen, the battle in the field has begun, although Huangfu Tongji is his brother, but he has seen some clues from the battle between the two, to say a word of conscience, the earth ghost is stronger than Huangfu Tongji, but it is more than a little bit stronger, this battle, Huangfu Tongji is lost.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, Huangfu Tongji was defeated.

Next up is the final match of this morning, Japan's Akina Nakamori vs. Rice Country's Throne of Death.

This morning, the Throne of Death was very lucky, he didn't encounter the Northern Stygian Wind, a plague-like existence for him, and for the Throne of Death, as long as he didn't touch the Northern Stygian Wind, he wouldn't take anyone seriously.

In a face-to-face battle, no matter how strong the opponent is, he also has a chance to win, but for the Northern Stygian Wind, this guy who can only float in the sky and release cold arrows, he can only avoid it.

On the big screen, the Throne of Death killed Akina Nakamori almost without the power to fight back, in the shadow of the sword, Akina Nakamori retreated, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn't dodge the successive attacks of the Reaper Throne, under the fierce attack of the Reaper Throne, Akina Nakamori was bloody, and the battle was finally over, and the next thing to watch was the final three in the afternoon.

At 1:30 p.m., the most tense moment came, today is the last day of the game, both the players of the game and the spectators who came to watch the game were extremely nervous, and now they are most concerned about the world-class top three who can ascend to the legendary god platform!

Of course, after a few days of competition, everyone already has their top three options in their minds, and now all they care about is the top three rankings.

As for the title, is it won by Gao Wenbo of all kinds of coquettish waves? Or the Cold-faced Killer Throne of the Reaper? Or the hellish samurai ghost?

Let's wait and see.

In short, no one would have thought of the North Stygian Wind, in the eyes of everyone, it was already a miracle that he could enter the top five, he was the one who came to play soy sauce.

A few minutes later, the North Wind entered the game warehouse, and today's final battle finally began.

Entering the battle space, Bei Ying Feng always had a faint smile on his face, his eyes staring at his opponent without blinking, and to his surprise, his opponent was actually the Throne of Death.

"What are you laughing at!?"

"Grass! What does it matter to you that Lao Tzu laughs! Do you think you are the chief of your rice country? I want to take care of everything! Bei Yingfeng said helplessly.

"You ......"

"Grass~!"

As he spoke, he raised his middle finger towards the Throne of Death, and almost burst his blood vessels and died.

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

The battle begins!

He thought that the Northern Wind wanted to fly to the sky to amplify the kite again, and it could be seen that he was very scruples about the Great Kite Technique of the Northern Stygian Wind, and when he saw that the Northern Stygian Wind was just bluffing, he was relieved.

Seeing the frightened appearance of the Death Throne, the Northern Stygian Wind sneered, without too much nonsense, the Northern Stygian Wind Demon Slayer Sword was lightly raised, and Sen Sen's sword light slashed towards the Death Throne.

The Throne of the Grim Reaper, the combat power of the Northern Stygian Wind, has long been well aware, and he is even more disdainful of the attack of the Northern Stygian Wind, as long as he does not fly into the sky, he has ten percent confidence in the face-to-face battle to kill it in seconds.

Therefore, for this slash of the Northern Stygian Wind, the Throne of Death didn't even dodge, and let the sword light fall on him.

"Huh~!"

With a soft sound, I saw blood splashing, and the sword of the Northern Stygian Wind just now knocked out more than 2,000 points of qi and blood on the Death Throne.

This amount of damage is only a drop in the bucket for the total amount of Qi and blood of the Throne of Death.

So, for this bit of damage, the Throne of Death chuckled.

Seeing that the Death Throne showed a contemptuous ridicule at him, he also sneered, and with a swing of the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, he slashed towards the Death Throne again, and the Death Throne saw this, and swung his sword at him unhurriedly.

"Bell~!"

The two swords intersected, and the huge impact force sent the Northern Wind Shock flying, and as it flew out, a wound floated above his head.

24913！

The impact force alone knocked out nearly one-tenth of the qi and blood of the Northern Stygian Wind, and if this sword was sturdy, it was estimated that it would be killed in seconds.

………………