Standing in the middle of the dueling arena, Froga looked at the statue of Edward in various poses, and the blue light on the ice in his hand became brighter and brighter. "Break it for me" With Froga's shout, the dark blue light broke away from the ice and shot towards the ice sculptures around the dueling arena. At the same time, the blood droplets falling from the air also increased their speed, aiming at the top of Floga's head. And Froga was unaware of the danger.

When the dark blue sword qi shattered the surrounding ice sculptures, Froga did not have a trace of excitement, but felt fear, and a terrifying sense of crisis filled Froga's entire heart. Having no time to react, Froga watched as the blood droplets submerged into his forehead.

The audience under the dueling arena saw that Froga, who had just emitted a fierce sword aura, suddenly stood in place, motionless, while a blood hole the size of a grain of rice was slowly flowing out of his forehead. The dueling arena, which was still a little noisy, was silent at the moment, and everyone didn't believe that Froga, who had just been inseparable from Edward, died like this, or in this strange way.

As the blood flowed down the bridge of his nose to Froga's mouth, Froga, who was already lifeless, could no longer stand, like a statue collapsing to the ground, with a thud.

With this thud to the ground, Nimiit stood up in disbelief and stared blankly at Froga in the dueling arena. Ancient Stanford didn't expect Froga to be killed by Edward like this, and the most important thing is that after killing Froga, Edward's figure has not yet appeared. "Nimit, don't worry, things are still turning around!" Gust Stanford said in a deep voice.

As soon as he was reminded by Gustanford, Nimit also came to his senses instantly. Indeed, both the Best family and Edward's performance was too calm, there was no joy of victory at all, everything was too abnormal. "It's me who lost my temper. Nimit smiled apologetically, then did it again.

"What did Edward say?" asked Roger, who was standing on the edge of the dueling ring, as he looked to Marcos beside him. Edward said that he did feel that Froga's life force had completely disappeared, but he still had some ominous premonitions, so he chose not to show up for the time being. Marcos said Edward as he was.

After listening to Marcos's answer, Roger pondered for a while and said: "Marcos, you go and tell the referee to announce that my Best family has won this duel, since Froga still wants to hide something, then force him out!" "Yes" Seeing Marcos walking towards the referee, Roger showed a dangerous smile, "No matter what tricks you have to play, now directly declare the victory, see what you Froga should do." ”

It's just that Roger soon couldn't laugh, and suddenly there was a spatial fluctuation in the dueling arena where there was no one except Froga's corpse, and Edward's figure fell to the field in embarrassment, and his hand was extremely heavy, and a shocking wound appeared on his back, which was dripping with blood. For a while, not only Roger couldn't believe it, but even Marcos, who was in general, didn't know whether he wanted to go to the referee.

With a ripple of space, Floga's figure appeared in the dueling arena. At this moment, he was also embarrassed, all the clothes on his body were torn, and the blood hole on his forehead before was still bleeding. Behind Froga, the figure of the blood elf was extremely illusory, as if it would disappear at any moment. However, if you take a closer look at the hair of the blood elf, you will find that the original hair has turned into a small turquoise snake at this moment, weakly spitting snake letters.

"Edward the scalpel, the scalpel is so fast that it can cut through space, but thank you very much, it was you who succeeded in merging my two guardian spirits into one. In return, relieve your suffering. Froga raised the ice in his hand and aimed it at Edward's chest, stabbing it hard.

Just as the ice was about to stab, Floga's head jerked to one side, and then jumped to the opposite to let it go, only to avoid a silver ray.

As the silver light returned to Edward's hand, he was now on his feet. Feeling the wound on his back, Edward's face not only did not feel a trace of pain, but became more and more excited.

With a strange scream, the gold medal killer of the Shadow Council directly raised up and stabbed Froga with a scalpel in hand.

Frogga, who dodged the scalpel, saw that Edward no longer competed with him through speed, but chose to fight head-on, which was a little inapplicable for a while, after all, both of them were members of the Shadow Council, and they were more familiar with the attacks in the shadows and more adaptable.

However, since Edward chose to do this, Froga couldn't ask for it, and he couldn't spend too much time here with Edward, otherwise he would probably not be able to hold on to the next battle!

Using the ice to block the sharp scalpel, Froga also began his own attack, and the ice in his hand directly pulled a sword flower, and then the blue blade wiped off Edward's neck. Edward, who was blocked by the attack, held the scalpel in his hand and held the scalpel behind his back in a strange gesture, just in front of the icy blade.

Between gold and iron, Edward and Froga exchanged a few moves, and several new wounds were added to their bodies. Edward is really strong, even if there is a big wound in his back, he can still suppress Floga, even if Froga has a counterattack, he can easily block it.

Time slipped away between the two, and the sun in the middle of the sky had quietly deviated. Once again, he blocked Edward's scalpel, looking at Edward with a fanatical face, Froga was also helpless and shocked at the same time. He relied on the blessing of the blood elves to be able to have dealings with Edward, if there were no blood elves and he relied on the blue snake tightly, I am afraid that Edward's first attack would be able to cut off his head.

Thinking of this, Froga looked at Edward's eyes coldly, and once again swung Edward's scalpel. Froga quickly pulled Edward apart. Then the blood elf, who had been staying in the sky behind Floga, screamed, and then rushed towards Floga.

Edward, who was swept away, saw that Froga wanted to merge with his guardian spirit. His already red eyes glowed red at this moment, and Edward rushed at Floki desperately, he wanted to kill Frog before he fused with the Blood Elves, or he would die.

It's just that no matter how fast Edward is, he is one step slower than the blood elf, and the wound on Edward's back is also slowed down a bit. In the end, Edward could only watch as the Blood Elf's form melted into Froga's body.

This also stimulated Edward even more, "Hehehe" As Edward lowered his head and kept laughing, Frogara, who had already fused with the blood elves, actually hit a chill at this moment.

Although Edward's appearance is terrifying, Froga is not a chick who has never killed people. After merging with the blood elves, his confidence increased greatly, and Froga directly held the ice in his hand and rushed towards Edward at a terrifying speed, so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the dueling arena.

A sword stabbed Edward in the heart, and Frog knew it was another remnant. Feel a breeze blowing in your left ear. Without hesitation, Froga moved directly to the right. For a while, the audience at the scene could only see countless afterimages appearing on the duel arena, and they couldn't see who was who at all.

"Bang" with a cloud of dust flew poplars, and this time it was Froga who was knocked to the ground. However, depending on the situation, Froga was not injured much, and after blocking Edward's attack with cold ice blocking the front door, Froga directly lifted up, and then started a quick chase with Edward again.

When the two wanted to rely on their speed to kill each other, Roger frowned in the dueling arena, Edward had taken so long that he felt impatient. And it was very close to the time when the plan was opened, thinking about it for a while, Roger looked hateful, and then motioned to Marcos to start planning!

In the stands of the dueling arena, Nimiit saw Marcos leave the arena and walk outside, a smile on the corner of his mouth. Nimmit turned to Gustanford and smiled, "Lord Governor, the show is about to begin!" "Oh, yes, I hope you don't let me down!" Gustanford's reply was flat, and he seemed to have no interest in Nimit's words.

Frogara, who collided together again, and then stood separately on both sides of the dueling arena, looked at Edward, who was already scarred all over, and had some doubts in his heart. If Edward's previous attack was sharp and sharp, which was completely in line with Edward's usual demeanor, then in the few encounters just now, Edward seemed to be a different person, feeling that his goal had changed, not like he wanted to kill him, but wanted to drag him down. Could it be that the Best family has other actions?

Thinking of this, Froga subconsciously looked at Nimith in the stands. However, this look made Edward feel that Froga was distracted, and as the ace killer of the Shadow Council, Edward took this opportunity very seriously. When Froga reacted and wanted to dodge more, the scalpel in Edward's hand had already pierced Froga's body, and fortunately Froga dodged, although he was injured, but it was not a fatal injury.

When Edward wanted to further expand the results of the battle, how could Froga let him get his wish, the figure kept retreating, and the cold ice in his hand did not stop, and swept directly towards Edward's head.

But such an attack was too simple, and Edward easily dodged it. Froga didn't think that such an attack would hurt Edward, he just wanted to distance himself and prepare for the next attack.

The two who were injured in the duel arena once again did not choose to make a move at this moment, first, the two had been fighting for a long time and were physically unbearable, and second, Froga noticed a trace of unusual taste.

As an Assassin, he had an extremely sensitive sense of danger. Froga already sensed a danger coming from all sides around the dueling arena.

"What the hell is the Best family up to. Froga asked sharply. "Hey, hey, hey. Edward, with his head bowed and his face obscured, only let out a strange smile in response to Froga.

"Run, run. Sensing the danger, Froga shouted to the crowd watching the match. It's a pity that Froga noticed it too late.