"Wow..."

The gates of the palace were pushed open from the outside, and the sunlight shone in through the gates.

At this time, the palace was not illuminated by any lights, and the entire hall was gray. It wasn't until the sunlight came in that I realized that in the direction of the temple, a tall man sat on a magnificent throne. At his feet, a white tiger like a cat gently rubbed his head on the man's lap.

"You're here, you've been waiting for a long time."

A low, hoarse, yet indifferent voice echoed through the empty hall.

Feng Hao stepped forward and said sharply to the man on the throne:

"Wang Yihu, you have been entrenched in Shabak City for many years, not only to collect the people, but also to rob the merchants and adventurers passing by, it is really a sin, and now we are here to crusade against you!"

Wang Yihu on the throne raised his eyebrows, casually took off a piece of raw meat from the plate, and threw it in front of the white tiger. The white tiger sniffed the meat in front of him and swallowed the piece of meat in one gulp.

"Oh, then how did you know that I, Wang Yihu, am such a heinous person?"

"This..."

Wang Yihu asked this, but it exceeded everyone's expectations.

According to the plot of the main script, it shouldn't be a scolding and then picking up a weapon is a battle to the death.

But after listening to Wang Yihu's words, Feng Hao's face became a little unnatural. According to the law of the officials of the Beechcraft Palace, Wang Yihu fished the common people, mutilated the merchants, and did a lot of unspeakable bad things, and was a wicked person.

But now that I look at it, it doesn't seem to be like an official.

But according to the current situation, it is already a bow on the string and has to be sent, and the No. 200 brothers of the union outside are still waiting to complete the main quest, in case the main quest goes wrong, many people may be kicked out of the fate game.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao threw away his distracting thoughts and continued.

"Wang Yihu! Your viciousness has been told by Beach City, don't die anymore, we're here to destroy you! ”

Hearing this, Wang Yihu snorted coldly and said, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you, if you can defeat me, the position of the lord of Shabak City will naturally be yours!" ”

At the end, Wang Yihu jumped high from the throne and landed in the center of the main hall with a "coax".

"Roar!"

He stretched out his arms and roared angrily, like a wild beast.

When the white tiger heard his roar, he also jumped down from the main hall, his eyes fixed on the enemies in front of him.

Wang Yihu laughed and said to the white tiger beside him: "Good brother, now there are only the two of us left!" Let's stand up for a good time! ”

After that, Wang Yihu raised the spear in his hand and stabbed at Feng Hao.

"Feng Yong, you are the master of Wang Yihu. Jiger, you pull the white tiger to the corner of the main hall! There are no shield warriors assigned to the task on standby! “

"Everyone concentrated on attacking Wang Yihu!"

Feng Hao quickly gave the order, and everyone immediately acted according to his order.

This time, Feng Hao only arranged for members above level 30 in the guild to participate, with a total of more than forty people. Because too many people will not only cause unnecessary casualties, but also the battle will not be able to spread smoothly in the main hall.

Feng Yong rushed towards Wang Yihu with his shield in hand, and let out a loud shout in his mouth to release the skill of taunting. Wang Yihu really got hit, adjusted his position and rushed towards Feng Yong.

"Wind Thorn!"

Wang Yihu came up and showed his skills, Feng Yong couldn't dodge, and immediately used the "Fortitude" skill to reduce his damage in a short time.

“-388”

Wang Yihu's casual move made Feng Yong's HP drop by nearly half, which still turned on the effect of damage reduction.

Before Feng Hao could speak, several healing techniques were thrown on Feng Yong, and his blood volume instantly recovered by a quarter, of course, thanks to Luo Fang's enhanced healing technique.

Immediately after, all kinds of magic skills and bows and arrows beckoned towards Wang Yihu. Countless thunderbolts slashed at Wang Yihu's body, making him like a thunder god of tribulation.

However, it is a pity that the damage of these spells did not have much effect on Wang Yihu, and after a few thunderbolt spells, Wang Yihu's blood volume only fell off a bloody skin.

Looking at the archer next to the master, the result was indeed even more miserable. All kinds of arrows clanged on Wang Yihu's armor, but there were no scars left.

Li Guoqing, who has always been extremely confident in himself, was also stunned at this time, and his bow and arrow did not cause the slightest damage to Wang Yihu. He wanted to use the bow and arrow to aim at the eyes of Wang Yihu's head that did not cover the armor, but Wang Yihu's movements were too fast, and dozens of bows and arrows shot over, but not even the armor on Wang Yihu's head did not shoot Zheng

Zhang Junfeng on the side waved his staff in his hand, taunting Li Guoqing while attacking Wang Yihu with thunder and lightning, his expression didn't know how arrogant.

"This guy won't be wearing the armor handed down from the gods of war!" A mage secretly whispered to the Taoist priest next to him who used healing techniques to add blood.

The Taoist priest beside him looked at Feng Hao's cautious expression, glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Be serious, fight hard." ”

Jiger used his taunting skills to pull the white tiger down to the corner of the main hall, and a large group of warriors surrounded the white tiger and kept slashing the weapons in their hands on the white tiger's body.

Brother Da Fei thought angrily that his ruling could not break Wang Yihu's defense, but it was still safe to kill you, the tiger.

The white tiger's HP dropped rapidly under the siege, but Wang Yihu's HP only went down by one-tenth. Seeing that the white tiger's blood volume was about to bottom out, the white tiger let out a miserable sword

Hearing the screams of the white tiger, Wang Yihu instantly woke up from the state of ridicule, and saw that his beloved white tiger was dying, and he was immediately furious.

"God of War Skill: Soul Possession!"

Wang Yihu roared angrily, and the dying white tiger suddenly jumped into the air, turned into a tiger-shaped streamer, and flew towards Wang Yihu's body in an instant.

"Stop him!" Feng Hao shouted!

Feng Yong raised his shield to block in front of Wang Yihu, but unfortunately, the streamer formed by the white tiger passed directly through Feng Yong's body and submerged into Wang Yihu's body.

"Oops!" Every Rao secretly said something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, after being possessed by the white tiger's battle spirit, Wang Yihu's body began to gradually change.

"Everyone, hurry up and attack!" It wasn't until Feng Hao shouted out that the others came back to their senses and seized the time to attack.

Tiger-shaped facial lines began to appear on Wang Yihu's face, white light gradually appeared on his originally gray armor, and the head, elbows, and legs of the armor began to grow claws, and even the spear in his hand became overflowing.

"He's starting to bleed back!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

At this time, everyone paid attention to Wang Yihu's blood volume, which was slowly recovering.

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