Xiao Yan routinely gave up the control, and Yao Lao took over the control of the characters in the next moment. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

A ghost burn forced Feng Qingyang away, followed by a light and heavy punch with a counterattack of the second company of Sunflowers,

and then with the eight childish girls as the most finishing move, before Feng Qingyang could react, the blood volume was emptied.

Where am I? How did I hang up? What just happened?

Feng Qingyang, who was still suppressing his opponent a few seconds ago, was about to transmit his life experience to Xiao Yan again, but the next second he was beaten to the sky and fell into confusion.

When he landed, the word failure appeared on the screen, and Feng Qingyang came back to his senses.

Am I losing?

How is this possible?

Obviously, there was such a big tube of blood just now!

Anyone who hangs up when he is about to win will be a little inexplicable, and the same is true for the wind and the clear air,

Especially looking at the little blood volume left of Xiao Yan, Feng Qingyang's face was dark,

He just said that the remnant blood god of war is nothing more than that, and he will be slapped in the face.

Where did he put on the mastery that he had just put on?

A momentary mistake did not affect the confidence of Feng Qingyang,

Fang Cai himself just relaxed his vigilance, and he was caught off guard, and if he fought seriously, he might not lose

Feng Qingyang had to admire Xiao Yan's good intentions, first paralyzed by releasing water, and suddenly used all his strength at the last moment, causing the effect of residual blood counter-killing.

In combination with the rumors of the remnant blood god of war that went viral in the mall, people who gave the other party a great blow and psychological pressure, and those who did not have enough psychological quality, such as those who would be afraid in the next battle, would eventually lose the battle.

It is estimated that Xiao Yan's previous opponent was defeated like this

This kid is young, and the city is unfathomable!

In just a few seconds in the middle of the battlefield, Feng Qingyang made up the cause and effect in his brain with rich life experience, and his heart suddenly opened up, as if he understood everything

When the third game of the decisive game opened, Feng Qingyang looked at Xiao Yan on the opposite side and said.

"Boy, the old man admits that you have a lot of ideas, but this little skill is useless for an experienced elder like the old man!"

Xiao Yan looked confused, and he didn't understand what Feng Qingyang was talking about

Yao Lao is also confused, with his experience, he will not be able to see through the clear brain hole for a while.

However, the battle that should be fought still has to be fought, Feng Qingyang did not play defense and grind blood in view of the previous picture of brain supplementation, but chose to attack first and suppress the opponent

Although Feng Qingyang's abacus played well, Yao Lao was not a vegetarian, and after Xiao Yan was beaten again, he took over for more than ten seconds to reverse the situation.

Compared with the novices of the King of Fighters who put their skills indiscriminately and must kill, Yao Lao and Feng Qingyang are both light fists and heavy feet with faster and smaller flaws.

For masters, they often only need to catch a flaw to directly decide the winner.

Feng Qingyang frowned, he originally thought that Xiao Yan's game level was between him and him, otherwise he wouldn't need to use psychological tactics, but now it was beyond his expectations.

Even though the characters chosen by both sides are Yagami, the theory is the same in all values.

But in terms of real control, "Xiao Yan" is a little faster than him in terms of predicting attacks and reaction speed.

This slightest difference is sometimes fatal,

Feng Qingyang became more and more frightened the more he fought, and the idea in his mind had changed from defeating Xiao Yan with technique to relying on the advantage of blood volume to defeat Xiao Yan!

The results of the two are the same, but it means that Feng Qingyang faintly thinks in his heart that he is not Xiao Yan's opponent with technology alone.

Feng Qingyang finally seized the opportunity, and a ghost stepped forward, ready to repeat the old trick, kick lightly to break the defense,

It's a pity that this is a flaw specially left by Yao Lao, and how can he let the wind blow well, but he was caught by Yao Lao's crumb wind and fell into a cycle of infinite handling.

Finished

Feng Qingyang's face was dead, as early as half a month ago, when the shopkeeper broadcast live, Feng Qingyang saw the power of infinite handling, and he was able to hit ten cuts with this trick.

It's just that the technology required for unlimited handling is too high, and there can be no mistakes, otherwise there is the possibility of being disconnected and killed.

Because of this, Feng Qingyang basically didn't use this trick.

Now seeing that "Xiao Yan" came out and emptied his fairly abundant blood, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but exclaim.

"How could this Xiao Yan suddenly become so powerful? Even the old man is no match."

The full amount of blood was hammered to death by Xiao Yan with residual blood, and Feng Qingyang was embarrassed to say that he was careless, and his tone softened slightly.

"Alas, the old man has said that it is better to change the wind donor, so he lost now, right?" Xuan Ci looked silent on the surface, and secretly happy in his heart, Feng Qingyang also mocked him for losing to a hairy boy before, but now he has not also lost

Feng Qingyang's face turned dark, Xuan Ci, this bald donkey, really can't open which pot,

What made Feng Qingyang most uncomfortable was that he couldn't refute it,

After all, he really lost this duel,

The wind is clear and can't do anything to deny it

"Could it be that Yagami really has the power of blood skin?"

Thinking of Xiao Yan's sudden surge in strength before, Feng Qingyang, who originally didn't believe in the rumors at all, also became suspicious.

The gap between Xiao Yan's game skills is too big, even if he hides his strength, it is impossible to be so far behind

[The twenty-seventh battle of the preliminary round, the winner wins, congratulations to the user Xiao Yan for winning the game! ] 】

"Xiao Yan won by luck, luck, luck"

"Actually, I'm not as strong as you think, really me, Xiao Yan, will never fool people!"

"Alas, it's all too careless for the wind seniors"

After Xiao Yan defeated Feng Qingyang, facing many users watching the game, his face was not without half a point of joy, but he was explaining modestly.

His own family knows his own affairs, if it weren't for the control that Yao Lao had snatched at the last moment, he would have lost a long time ago.

It's a pity that Xiao Yan's modest words, listening to everyone's ears, are a sign of pretending.

When he beat the first few opponents, Xiao Yan also said the same, and now he explains it like this,

Such a bad stalk has been played until now, who believes it?

Xiao Yan looked at the barrage on the screen that scolded him for putting on a show and disrespecting his opponent, and twitched the corners of his mouth, he really didn't mean it.

"Forget it, today's game is over, let's go offline." Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, there are too many black fans, so let's go offline and hide.

Just as Xiao Yan was about to quit, a message popped up.

clicked on it and looked at it, Xiao Yan found that it was sent by Feng Qingyang, and there was only one sentence on it, and when the old man penetrated the power of the blood skin of the Eight God Nunnery, he would definitely come again to wash the shame in blood!

In this regard, Xiao Yan had no choice but to sigh in the sky,

It's over, and another person has entered the pit

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