(《》 ) (《》) (《》?) Relying on the group killing skills of the fire control technique, coupled with the increasingly mature fighting skills, Wang Hao and Chen Xuan fought for speed, and once took the lead. Literature Reading ""?)

Driven by competition, the speed of action increased amazingly, and the number of destroyed strongholds quickly rose to twenty-nine, which was completely Wang Hao's means alone, and Zhuo Yue was responsible for letting go of the wind and sniping at the escapees.

On the one hand, the embarrassed and embarrassed Breaking Heaven sent people to chase and intercept in the domain, and on the other hand, he secretly made arrangements and sent a large number of masters to ambush on the stronghold where the murderer might pass, but this kind of ambush usually depends on luck, and Breaking Heaven provoked Chen Xuan for no reason, and luck is not much better.

The people sent to the air again and again, and as soon as they left, the fat man was killed the next day, as early as when designing the route, Zhuo Yue had fully considered the factors of luring the enemy, so he had not encountered decent resistance so far, and had never encountered decent resistance.

What made Potian even more depressed was that his ambush miraculously ran into it, but unfortunately it was Chen Xuan, and the result was conceivable, nearly a hundred masters were wiped out.

Breaking the sky has already taken action against the continuous blows, and his means of prevention is to ambush and wait for work, Chen Xuan uses the conch to pass the news to his brother.

Zhuo Yue was indifferent to this.

It's strange that the sky is not taken, no matter how well the route is set, it can't always avoid the main force of the sky, and it is a day when the enemies will always get together. During this period of time, it was all Wang Hao who made a move, she didn't even move, and she didn't send the real main force. Moreover, Wang Hao's strength and skills have improved by leaps and bounds through intensive training, even if he encounters the main force that breaks the sky, he doesn't have to worry too much.

Now Di Wang Hao no longer rushes into the crowd. Instead, they took Zhuo Yue's little hand and swaggered towards the stronghold, their leisurely expressions were like a couple who joined hands with the end of the world, unintentionally passing by here. Came to ask for directions.

Obese people can always give people a fat and peaceful feeling, not to mention that Wang Hao still has a harmless smile, and Zhuo Yue, who accompanies him, is even more fairy-like, who would have thought that such two people are the real murderers who created a series of bloody cases?

Unbelieving, they are still like a great enemy, and they have not slackened at all. Fifteen cultivation masters were nervous by two strange men and women, which showed that there was something to be done.

"We're passing through." Wang Hao said with a smile.

The other party was obviously stunned, this is not the tone of the demon clan's speech, at the same time. The little doctor fairy couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he still wanted to play tricks, so he revealed his stuffing in a word. (Literature Reading ""?)

Cang-Cang-Cang-Cang-Cang-. The disciples of the guards invariably summoned out the flying swords, their eyes were full of hostility, the bad deeds of Wang Hao and the others had already spread all over the Demon Realm, especially the subordinates who broke the sky, and a little wind and grass could make them fully vigilant.

Kill all the way. Wang Hao had long been accustomed to hostile eyes, but today, he felt that there was something more in those eyes. These people are not very flustered, and even a little proud, and they act in an orderly manner, which reminds the fat man of an idiom, and he has no fear.

Did you win the lottery! Chen Xuan encountered an ambush two days ago, and it was his turn.

It's superfluous to say anything at this moment, and if you can't prove that you're harmless, you'll be attacked by them immediately, in fact. Even if you delay for a few more moments, you can find them to strike.

Wang Hao has always believed that the first strike is stronger, especially when the enemy is outnumbered, losing the first move is equivalent to death.

The ice flame was mixed with a wild jet of energy, with no direction and no order, like a chaotic cold wind.

Of course, the demon minions thought of defense, but they were desperate to find that this turbulent current could not be prevented, and the cold current was an invisible wind, blowing from all directions, could a flying sword alone block the wind? When the ancients described defense, they liked to use dripping water without entering, but when encountering this pervasive and chaotic cold wind, I am afraid that the sword master could not do anything.

In an instant, his body fell into paralysis, and he couldn't even move his fingers, and the flying sword fell to the ground with a crisp clang, and his vision became blurred.

This is Wang Hao's inspiration from the black flame, it is easy to defend if there is a direction, and without a direction of the wind, the gods are helpless, unless they use a special magic weapon to cover their bodies inside, but in that case, they also lose the ability to attack, and the fat man can't ask for it.

"Your cold snap has progressed again." Xiao Yixian has an insight, the improved cold current is not only more difficult to defend, but also has a lot more powerful, if you add the energy of the Ice Dragon Ball, it is enough to achieve the effect of killing with one hit, and there is no need to use the fire control technique, but Wang Hao is obviously not interested in this, but is committed to improving the speed of the turbulent current, as well as the coverage.

This kind of thinking comes from the teachings of the sword spirit, simply increase the damage of turbulence, then go back to the old way, what ice is good at is not attacking, it is control, only by improving the control ability, can you get the greatest gain.

Turbulence is a control skill of the group killing skill, it is impossible to have much damage to the monomer, and it is too wasteful, when encountering a real master, turbulence will not be as effective as it is now. (Breeze) (Read "?")

On the other hand, there are serious flaws in the ice, to deceive people from flying swords, but also to prevent the opponent's magic weapon, think about it is troublesome, and now it is urgent to find a way to replace it, and the way to replace it is to improve the cold current, in this line of thought, the fat man and the sword spirit coincide with each other.

Targets swept by the cold snap will be incapacitated, unable to resist swords, unable to move, and completely just a piece of wood that burns fire, and for now, there is no more suitable means than this.

It's a pity that the cold current is also flawed, its own energy is not strong, which makes it easy to defend, if there is a worthy magic weapon, it is easy to dodge, therefore, Wang Hao improved the cold current into turbulence, and the radius and depth of turbulence have increased every time you fight.

The little medicine fairy noticed this change, and was worried about it, it is undeniable that the fat man's means of killing people are becoming more and more mature, but he has a feeling of going astray, the ultimate goal of cultivation is always to ascend, not to become a super butcher, just last night, she also reminded the fat man about this.

Sword Spirit disagreed with this set of tunes, insisting that Zhuo Yue's theory was a woman's opinion, and gave an incisive explanation for it.

"Xiuzhen is a road with no end. It is not that you will never be able to become the person with the highest cultivation, the master is to far surpass the opponent in the case of considerable cultivation, and what to surpass the opponent is naturally the skill of killing. Is it still moral? The strong don't believe in that kind of thing. Taking Chen Xuan as an example, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is not as high as an immortal, but no matter how high he is, he is an indisputable master. ”

There is no doubt that the sword spirit proposition is more convincing and has a greater appetite for fat people, so he did not stop experimenting. Like to like, fat people will not be at the mercy of a woman. Of course, he will not obey the sword spirit, and the opposition between Zhuo Yue and the sword spirit is just enough for him to make an objective judgment.

Edgeworth. Wang Hao squeezed through the middle of the gang, and the frozen demon disciples were poured into pieces like a ball bottle.

Countless masters poured out of the gates and windows, and some even broke through the walls, densely packed like hornets out of the nest. The size of the base here is not large. And it doesn't belong to the border, so it shouldn't be able to accommodate so many people, it's hard to imagine. When they all stay in a small room, it's like a beehive.

"Ambushed." Wang Hao smiled.

"Do you want my help?" Zhuo Yue judged the situation, with the fat man's current strength, it was basically impossible to deal with more than 400 people, and the other party came prepared, and knew that Wang Hao had fire control skills, so their advantage should be more than just a large number of people.

"No, you don't." Wang Hao dropped two words and took the lead in rushing out.

First, he used a trick to lure the opponent off the flying sword, and the few fish that slipped through the net were blown away with turbulence. Then cast the fifth-level fire, this routine can no longer be cooked, the formulaic battle has long been unable to arouse the fat man's interest, and he has been longing for this battle for a long time.

"Speed, speed, you're still too slow, if it were me, it would be twice as fast as it is now." The Sword Spirit was never satisfied with his performance, and every time he fought with others, he had to point fingers, as if he was too excited.

"Don't shout!" Wang Hao was a little upset and irritable, it seemed that there were no less than four hundred masters in ambush on the other side, just looking at it was dazzling, let alone recognizing the murderer. And he dodged very hard, although the sword technique was fast enough, he couldn't take it lightly, in order to get rid of the relentless pursuit of the magic weapon, he also had to risk breaking into the crowd.

Undoubtedly, the more manpower the other party, the greater the pressure, Wang Hao didn't want to know how many flying swords there were behind him, and how many magic weapons there were, but he knew that this scale exceeded the protective limit of the ice shield, and he decisively gave up the ice shield so as not to affect the speed. Once he stops, or is overtaken, it can only be a dead end, so he must not have a trace of stagnation when he is at Edgeworth.

"Don't be discouraged, this kind of battle to challenge the limit is an opportunity to improve your strength, cheer up, I am optimistic about you." Sword Spirit is a good coach, knowing when a cultivator is making the fastest progress, but he ignores a problem, although extreme fighting can quickly improve strength, but challenging the limit itself is dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die, otherwise he knows this method.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wang Hao's sword was interspersed in the crowd, like a fluttering butterfly, but it was even more weird than a bat, but this could not hide the fact that he was in danger.

He was reluctant to make a move because he couldn't be sure if there was a real murderer in the crowd. It is not easy to pick out a single one of the more than 400 radishes that does not grow leaves, let alone the ones who fly like flies with two legs and flying swords.

Wang Hao couldn't even look for his eyes, and he was depressed to find that the appearance of these demon minions was surprisingly similar.

"No need to look for it, no such guy." Zhuo Yue sensed the fat man's predicament, and hurriedly reminded her that she had seen the real murderer of Yuxia.

I don't know why, more than 400 people recognized the fat man, and none of them found her. Originally, her concentration was much higher than Wang Hao's, and if she was not disturbed, she naturally saw it more clearly than the fat man.

This coquettish shout fell on the fat man's ears, which was undoubtedly a tune. The wicked smiled and struck the crowd again.

Whenever he enters the crowd, the person who attacks with the magic weapon will throw a mouse bogey, and most people will leave the magic weapon outside the crowd, wait for the rabbit, and wait for him to come out before continuing to attack.

Although the threat of the magic weapon has been reduced, it will be attacked by people, so the pressure will not be reduced much, this is not a matter of concern to the fat man, what he cares about is that at the moment the magic weapon is left outside, and now it is people who are chasing after him.

Turning around, turbulence, strong winds were blowing, and more than thirty minions of the first echelon planted flying swords without any suspense. At the same time, Wang Hao deliberately slowed down the speed, just so that the second echelon could catch up, and it was turbulence, and more than fifty masters fell into the sword.

and the opponent who is on the same level, he can challenge three and be called a god, and he can overturn ninety people at a time, this is a great record, but Wang Hao is not satisfied, especially the first turbulence, only to blow to thirty people, and the number in his mind is far from the number in his mind, in addition to the unsatisfactory grasp of the timing, it is also caused by the attack range of the turbulence.

The people in the third echelon were far away, and they still had time to respond, they stopped the pursuit, and threw out the magic weapon to attack from afar, the magic weapon is not something that everyone has, and those who don't have a magic weapon can only throw out the flying sword, and many people stand on the ground, which is exactly what the fat man wants.

This was a turning point, the situation quietly changed in the desired direction, and the fat man gradually controlled the pace of the fight.

However, the demons' minions stopped pursuing, so they couldn't cast the turbulence at close range, and at present, the weakest thing about the turbulence was the distance.

It seems that there is no choice, the fat man can only rush over to cast the ice turbulence, or use the ice first, freeze most of the people, and then use the turbulence, at present, the position of the demon minions is very concentrated, it is the perfect time, but in terms of Wang Hao's current cultivation, whether there is a suspicion of taking risks when rushing over, the master will not use risky means, that is luck, all masters do not believe in luck, they would rather trust the strength.

Unconsciously, the little doctor fairy also pinched a cold sweat for him, and weighed it for Wang Hao, but it was just a consideration, she would not remind the fat man what to do, and the masters only trusted themselves.

Fire Resistance! The little medicine fairy couldn't help but let out a slight exclamation, most of the masters could still move freely, and the fat man only performed the fire resistance technique on ninety people, which was contrary to his previous practice, in the past, he always managed to control all the people, and then cast the fire resistance in the most relaxed environment.

Fat Zibing did not give up his principles, and soon, Zhuo Yue saw his intentions.

This is a kind of containment technique, a common means used by masters, the pursuit of magic weapons alone, can not stop him from resisting the fire, there are only two ways in front of the demon minions, either continue to pursue, or watch his companions burn to death. (《》?) (《》)

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