Finally, under the continuous blows, the barrier of the wind was broken just as Marcus was about to fight.

The venom of the five stinging snakes shot at Marcus one after another.

Marcas's eyes flashed fiercely, without the slightest hint of dodging, and his body shook slightly, avoiding the vital point, allowing the venom of the five stinging snakes to hit his right chest, piercing and corroding the scale armor covering his chest, revealing the white bones and a trace of rancid breath, and he did not stop at the slightest place. In a single breath, he came behind Ling Zhan and grabbed Ling Zhan's chest with one claw. However, he used the tactics of losing both sides, trying to kill Ling Zhan with one blow. He knew that if he was forced by Ling Zhan to distance himself again, then he could only run out of physical strength and be defeated in the end.

However, seeing that the shield of the swift insect in Ling Zhan's hand rose again in an instant, like a huge pot lid completely covering him, Marcas's attack could only add a few white marks to the huge pot lid, and it did not achieve the expected effect at all.

"Tough! It's so tough, I actually fought for a chance to attack. These guys are really fierce!Won't they hurt?" Ling Zhan, who was hiding in the shield of the swift worm, looked at Marcas who had been severely injured in his right chest through the host's vision, and sighed slightly in his heart. As the saying goes, the brutal are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal are afraid of the dead. The reason why the Zerg are terrifying is because they don't want to die, and these super-level demonic beasts are also extremely fierce and arrogant.

After Marcus forced Ling Zhan into the shield of the Swift Worm, he continued to attack the Swift Worm Shield, but he could only add white marks to the Swift Worm Shield, which had no effect at all.

"This should be the situation when a martial arts master encounters a tank soldier!" Ling Zhan, who was hiding in the shield of the swift worm, looked at Makas, who had all the means, and a strange thought appeared in his heart. Martial arts masters can knock down more than a dozen tank soldiers with one hand, but as soon as tank soldiers get into the tank, even ten martial arts masters have to take a break.

"Secret Technique! Great Summoning Technique: Hell Demon Worm Summoning!" Just when Marcas was a little hesitant to forcibly release a secret technique that could only be released when he reached level eight, Ling Zhan's angry voice came from the shield of the swift worm.

Marcas was shocked, his body was surrounded by a gust of wind, and the whole person flew into the sky, staring at the shield of the swift worm in disbelief.

Generally, when you cast a summoning spell, a summoning magic array will appear in the space, breaking through the spatial barrier and summoning the contract creature in an immobile location to the place in front of you.

The summoner is at his most vulnerable, and at this time, the summoner must wholeheartedly maintain the very unstable summoning magic array. At this time, it is the best time to kill the summoner, and it is also the most dangerous time, because killing the summoner at this time can easily cause the unstable summoning magic array to collapse, and it is very likely to cause spatial turbulence, sucking everything nearby into the spatial turbulence. Only when you have reached the strength of the ninth level peak can you not be afraid of the suction of the spatial turbulence.

Although Marcas's strength has reached level seven, he does not have the ability to resist the spatial turbulence.

However, the shield of the swift worm did not have any vision at all.

After more than ten seconds, Marcus finally determined that he had been tricked, made up his mind, his face sank, and he pointed to the sky with one hand, while constantly chanting the mysterious incantation in his mouth.

In the sky, the wind was raging, and the tyrannical wind surrounded Marcas, and soon, under the effect of mysterious magical power, those winds formed small tornadoes, and then continued to compress, become smaller, and flew on Marcas's fingers, stirring his fingers into blood.

As the small tornadoes on his fingers grew, Marcas's face turned pale.

"Storm Finger! Marcus is such a genius that he has even learned his father's mastery. Hehe, that kid named Ling Zhan, these are difficult!" Arnold looked at Marcas flying in the sky, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

"That's not necessarily, the defensive power of the shield in Ling Zhan's hand is not simple. He didn't speak, and the burly man among the five stared at the swift insect shield in Ling Zhan's hand and said lightly.

At this moment, as soon as the ground above the ring broke, a red figure broke through the ground and shot at Makas in the sky at a terrifying speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The red figure easily pierced through the wind around Marcas, staggered past Marcus, and then landed near the Swift Worm Shield.

Then a rain of blood fell from the sky, followed by Marcas's stump, and the small tornado that was out of control gradually disappeared.

The five people in the box took a closer look and found that the red figure was actually a velocrat the size of an ordinary velocrat, but this velocrat was red all over, holding Marcas's head with a shocked and abnormal face, without the slightest power fluctuation on his body, and his red eyes were full of fierce light.

Among the five people, only Cairnsis, a ninth-level master, saw the whole process of Marcas's killing clearly, and in a short period of time, the fierce and fierce swift worm swung its claws eighteen times in a row, completely tearing Marcas's body to pieces, and then jumped to the ground with his head in his mouth. That kind of speed, that kind of strength, has completely reached the peak of the eighth-level master, and even some ordinary ninth-level masters can't compare to this swift worm.

I saw that the speedworm took a big mouth, quickly ate Marcas's head in its stomach, and then slowly walked to Marcus's stump and ate it in a big gulp. In addition to Ling Zhan's orders, killing and evolution are the only survival purposes of this swift worm.

Ling ...... Fight! win!" "The referee near the stage of life and death had just approached, and was glared at by the fierce eyes of the swift insects full of murderous aura, and he was slightly panicked in his heart, and he paused to speak.

After the referee announced Ling Zhan's victory, the swift worm on the platform jumped into the hole it drilled out in a few clicks, and three seconds later, the swift worm's shield was retracted, turning into the original small round shield and returning to Ling Zhan's hands.

Ling Zhan smiled slightly, and strode away from the platform of life and death.

After this battle, no one dared to underestimate Ling Zhan, a little warrior who was only at the sixth level, but cut him into a mysterious summoner who could summon a terrifying swift worm that could compete with an eighth-level master.