"Hiss" The five adventurers took a breath of cold air at the same time, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at the humanoid mist.

However, the adventurer was finally experienced in a hundred battles, and it was only for a moment that he was shocked again, and then he regained his senses, mustered up the courage and roared loudly and rushed forward again.

However, there are exceptions to everything, and the orc warriors who entered a state of rage lost the courage to continue the attack and did not act, and this act of showing weakness saved him from a catastrophe for the time being.

"Kill!"

Except for the orc warriors, the four adventurers, after a moment of fear, invariably used all their hole cards and launched a fierce attack on the humanoid fog.

Among them, the most high-spirited battle spirit is actually the Minotaur inherited by the defensive warriors.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the undead priest, this usually mild-mannered team member fell directly into a rage, and did not hesitate to stimulate the inheritance secret technique of the defense warrior.

In just three seconds, the four-meter-tall body of the Minotaur warrior was raised by one meter again, and the muscles on his body were exaggeratedly bulging, and the whole person was more than twice as strong.

"Come on!" roared the minotaur, striding to the front of several adventurers, facing the turning humanoid mist.

Apparently the anger did not overwhelm him, and he did not choose to rush to fight, but took advantage of the defensive warriors, waiting for the enemy's attack in place, and then waiting for the opportunity to make a different response.

Such a choice was obviously wise, because in the next moment, the humanoid mist formed by Yang Long rushed in front of him at high speed in a flash.

"Shield Strike!" the Minotaur shouted. Swinging his shield and slapping at the enemy, the fist of the humanoid mist also swung out at this time, smashing the surface of the shield hard.

Dang Chang -

The Minotaur shook his whole body, and on the shield in the shape of a turtle shell, a fist mark more than ten centimeters deep appeared, and some cracks spread towards the edge of the shield with the fist mark as the center.

The humanoid fog was pushed by the rebound force, and after pulling out an imprint more than twenty meters long on the ground, his feet finally stood on his heels.

Obviously a defensive warrior who is trying his best and does not leave his hole cards. actually has a few ranks that temporarily surpass itself. The powerful resistance and counterattack force of the frontal attack made the humanoid fog that subdued the three adventurers in a row also suffered a big loss.

But it's just a big loss.

After receiving this counterattack, the figure of the humanoid fog stabilized. No longer defends against Minotaurs. Instead, it arced around the angry adventurer. Lunge towards the two human adventurers behind him.

"Don't run, coward!" the minotaur shouted angrily, taking a step to catch up with the enemy, but the lack of speed of the defenders frustrated his wishes. I could only watch the humanoid fog ball and punch the ice mage head-on.

Seeing the enemy approaching at speed, the human ice mage of the eighth order, his face showed a slight panic, and he recited a spell without the slightest hesitation.

Whew――

Large swaths of cold mist appeared around the Ice Mage like an explosion, and then in less than a second, it quickly condensed towards the center, and a cold chill emanated from it.

It's a pity that at this time, the fist of the humanoid fog ball struck straight into the cold fog with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Click――

In the sound of a large piece of ice shattering, the ice magic that had not yet fully formed was finally unable to resist the fierce punch force, and the cold fog, which had been condensed to its original size, was finally directly dispersed by this punch.

And after being destroyed and casting, the ice mage, who didn't have time to react in other ways, was punched through the chest by a humanoid mist.

"Poof!" spurting out a mouthful of blood, the Ice Mage raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he was defeated by the exhaustion transmitted from his body, and hung limply on the arm of the humanoid mist.

The Shadow Priest, who was standing not far away and witnessed all this, fell into grief and shouted out uncontrollably, "Storm mana, oh my God!"

Perhaps because the pain in his heart was all transformed into hatred, the fear in the Shadow Priest's heart disappeared, and he actually gave up all protection, pointed at the humanoid mist with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Spiritual whipping!"

Zizizizi

Two gray-black bands of light, emanating from the Shadow Priest's palm, accurately hit the humanoid mist, and through the layer of blocked mist, they directly submerged into Yang Long's body below the mist.

Then the humanoid mist and the Shadow Priest squatted down almost at the same time, and the Shadow Priest's face was completely distorted by pain, although his face was blocked by the mist, but from the constantly vibrating mist, it could also be seen that Yang Long under the protection of the mist was not easy.

This is the spiritual whipping, and as both the caster and the receiver, they will suffer severe pain from their own souls at the same time.

"Roar!" a loud roar came out of the humanoid mist, and then the mist-covered body straightened up little by little, as if it had begun to adjust to the sharp pain.

Seeing that the spiritual whipping could not help the enemy, the Shadow Priest's face, which had been distorted by severe pain, finally showed a trace of madness, and a fine light shot out of his eyes, and his whole body trembled violently.

Smack-

The Shadow Priest's head exploded into a ball of blood, and two strong spiritual fluctuations passed through his unfallen body, along the light of the spiritual whip, into the humanoid mist.

Attacked by this mental fluctuation, the humanoid mist's already upright body, as if it had been slapped by a sledgehammer, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and almost fell directly to the ground.

"Uhh

And after such a few seconds of buffering, the humanoid fog that survived a breath slowly straightened up again.

"Kill!" The minotaur warrior who rushed over during this period of time finally caught up with the humanoid mist, and saw that the enemy seemed to have the intention of trying to distance himself again, so he jumped high and used his five-meter-tall body to press down heavily.

Maybe it was because of the Shadow Priest, or maybe it killed several adventurers one after another, so that Yang Long, who was wrapped in cyan mist, regained his senses, and after seeing the minotaur let go of his guard, the humanoid fog shook his head a little boredly and jumped up.

Yang Long, who was in this state, had a speed that was more than three times stronger than before, and the minotaur who was hanging in mid-air had just sensed that something was wrong, and he was directly knocked into Yang Long's arms.

Judging from the size of the two combatants, Yang Long was like a kindergarten child, jumping up and crashing into the arms of a big man.

However, the result of this collision was that the minotaur reversed, and the cyan mist separated equally, and it sank into the minotaur at the moment when the two collided.

Ahh

Before the huge body hit the ground, the crazy pain made the bull head howl miserably, and threw away the shield and long sword in his hand, like the few people in front of him, frantically grabbing his face.

On the other side, Yang Long rushed to a tenth-order ranger who was dozens of meters away, and finally survived but did not give up resistance.

From the very beginning, this tenth-order lower-level tracking ranger continued to attack Yang Long, and after the undead priest fell into madness, this tenth-order ranger shot more than a dozen bursting arrows before he could lose anything.

But such an explosion, even Yang Long's dark protection before couldn't be torn apart, not to mention the more extraordinary state now.

So when Yang Long killed the Ice Mage and was hit by the Shadow Priest's Spiritual Whip, the Tenth-Order Ranger began to set a magic trap near him, and then pulled out a metal utensil the size of a palm and muttered to himself.

At this time, Yang Long, who was in a rage, did not waste a little time at all, and as soon as his feet moved, his figure flashed, and he came to him, raised his fist and hit the head of this night elf

(To be continued......)