At this moment, Wu Qiao walked directly into the ring, pointed the short knife in his hand at the drunkard, and said coldly: "Big man, you have annoyed us!" ”

Looking at the drunkard in front of him, Wu Qiao's short knife pointed directly at the drunkard in front of him, and said loudly: "The little princess who hurt our God of War squad deserves death!" ”

"Then try!" Hearing this, the drunkard shouted, and his body rushed directly towards Wu Qiao, and the domineering sharp axe directly hit Wu Qiao.

And Wu Qiao looked at the axe that rushed straight forward, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, his body flashed, and he avoided the blow of the drunkard, and then, Wu Qiao directly aimed at the drunkard in front of him, and it was a knife blast out.

The knife was slashed, and the drunkard's throat was instantly stabbed, and at this moment, the drunkard's body took a step back directly, and then, the drunkard aimed at Wu Qiao in front of him again, and the tyrannical axe fell fiercely.

"If you only have this bit of speed, it's too weak!" Seeing the drunkard slashing at himself again, Wu Qiao snorted coldly, moved out again, and directly aimed at the drunkard in front of him is knife, at this moment, the drunkard continued to attack Wu Qiao, but did not attack Wu Qiao, in terms of speed, Wu Qiao's speed is extremely fast, even if the speed of the drunkard is not slow, but it still can't be compared with Wu Qiao, who is a ranger, the terrible axe is constantly bombarded, but not even Wu Qiao's side has been touched, but Wu Qiao has cut a lot of knives by his side.

"Humph!" The roar of rage sounded, the drunkard's face suddenly flashed a touch of coldness, and the battle axe in his hand swung violently, at this moment, the violent battle axe danced directly around the drunkard, and in an instant, the terrible blade directly erupted, and the overwhelming blade attack directly smashed Wu Qiao's body back.

"You look down on people less! What are you! The drunkard shouted angrily, his body exploded directly, and the battle axe smashed at Wu Qiao again.

"Lao Tzu will tell you now, what kind of person Lao Tzu is!" A flash of anger flashed in Wu Qiao's eyes, he snorted coldly, and in an instant, his body flickered, directly turned into a black light, and disappeared directly!

"Damn, this guy is hiding!" The drunkard's face changed suddenly, and at this moment, Wu Qiao directly hid his figure, and the drunkard couldn't find Wu Qiao's figure at all.

"The level of the heart-stealing Xiaoqiao is higher than that of the drunkard, and it is difficult to find out if the drunkard deliberately hides him!" The spokesperson of the god of death and Xiao Cangsheng glanced at each other, their eyes were full of solemnity, all along, they had paid too much attention to Bu Yu, but rarely paid attention to Wu Qiao, but unfortunately, this time, they felt wrong.

"The strength of the heart-stealing Xiaoqiao may be a little worse than Bu Yu, but it will definitely not be too bad!" The spokesman of the god of death narrowed his eyes and said: "It will also be very tricky for the drunkards of the Quansheng period to face such a character, not to mention the drunkards who have lost half of their blood by Yumeori, this battle is very likely to lose the drunkards!" ”

"Wu Qiao, this guy, seriously!" Duan Chen and the others said with a smile, Mengzhi was chopped and hung up by a drunkard with an axe, which is not an acceptable thing for everyone, but everyone at this time is very violent.

"Whew!" At this moment, the black shadow flashed by in an instant, and Wu Qiao appeared directly behind the drunkard, and the short knife in his hand brought up a strange rune, which bombarded the drunkard's body.

"Oops!" Seeing the short knife full of strange runes, Xiao Cangsheng's face suddenly sank, and at this moment he had seen it clearly, what kind of skill was this!

"Curse Kill!" As Wu Qiao's burst of shouts sounded, the curse killing skill suddenly burst out and blasted into the drunkard's body, and suddenly, the blood volume on the drunkard's body dropped directly!

"What a terrible blood-squeezing skill!" Seeing the amount of blood bursting out of the drunkard's head, the spokesman of the god of death and others suddenly showed a look of surprise, the degree of blood deduction of this skill was extremely high, and at this moment, the blood volume of the drunkard had dropped a lot.

"The drunkard is dead!" Seeing this scene, the spokesman of the god of death slowly exhaled a breath and said loudly: "However, the drunkard should still have the strength to give another blow to the heart-stealing Xiaoqiao!" ”

"Damn it!" The drunkard's face changed suddenly, and at this moment, he could also feel the horror of the curse, this time, it was deadly enough!

"Die!" The drunkard's sharp axe exploded directly, and violently, the drunkard jumped forward, and his body rushed directly into the sky, and then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the drunkard rushed directly at Wu Qiao below, and the battle axe blasted directly at Wu Qiao with a terrifying aura.

"Damn, can't move!" Wu Qiao just wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all, and suddenly, his face changed.

"Pseudo-forbidden spell, beheaded!" Duan Chen's eyes narrowed instantly, and he said loudly, if the decapitation is chopped, the player will be imprisoned for three seconds, these three seconds are the key, it takes four seconds for the player to jump from the sky to bombard the opponent, and he can only avoid it at the moment when the skill is about to fall on him, this is the horror of the decapitation.

"Wu Qiao is also going to hang!" Duan Chen exhaled a breath and said out loud, although Wu Qiao had forced the drunkard into a desperate situation, unfortunately, the drunkard's final decapitation would definitely work, Wu Qiao didn't know the effect of the decapitation at all, he had lost his mind for a while, and he couldn't avoid the decapitation, and in that second of the gap, maybe Wu Qiao, who knew that the decapitation attack, would avoid it, but now that he doesn't know, Wu Qiao 70% can't avoid it!

"It's over!" Wu Qiao's face changed greatly, even if he still has a lot of blood at the moment, he can't resist the bombardment of the pseudo-forbidden spell, and the player of the Ranger class is a profession with weak blood.

Fiercely, Wu Qiao felt that he could move, looking at the huge sharp axe that was about to cut his head, Wu Qiao jumped violently, and in an instant, he retreated behind him.

"Die!" The drunkard's domineering roar sounded, and at this moment, the drunkard's huge battle axe had already fallen down, but it did not directly hit Wu Qiao.

"Boom!" The terrifying aura erupted instantly, and under this blow, it did not hit Wu Qiao, but smashed to the ground, and in an instant, the terrible explosion erupted directly from the ground that the drunkard smashed into, and bombarded Wu Qiao, who had just jumped out of this section, and blasted Wu Qiao out.

The drunkard who had just fallen directly turned around and rushed towards Wu Qiao again, and the battle axe was directly aimed at Wu Qiao and blasted over again.

"Get out of here!" Wu Qiao looked at the drunkard who rushed over, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted, even if it was the aftermath of the pseudo-forbidden curse, Wu Qiao was not lightly injured, at this moment, Wu Qiao rushed directly to the drunkard, and the short knife stabbed the drunkard's throat, anyway, the drunkard at this moment was only a trace of blood under the attack of the curse.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

As the two voices sounded, the two figures were directly knocked back by each other, at this moment, Wu Qiao's blood volume was only a few dozen points left, and a huge damage value appeared on the drunkard's head again, which was the continuous damage value of the curse, and under this damage value, the drunkard hung up directly.

"Wu Qiao, come down! Next, it's time for my stage! Duan Chen looked at Wu Qiao and said loudly, and at the same time, his eyes were also fixed on the spokesman of the god of death. In his previous life, he was a character he needed to look up to!

"Hmm!" Wu Qiao looked at the spokesman of the god of death and Duan Chen, nodded, and walked directly out of the ring, this gambling battle has reached the last critical moment, the collision of the two giants, I don't know who wins and who loses.