"Leave that alone, find a place to rest, recuperate, and wait until later. After a period of silence, Zhou Lingwei had to make this decision, which also meant giving up Wei Heng for the time being. This made the storm very uncomfortable, but there was no way, at this time, I somewhat understood Wen Hui's mood at that time.

"You say, will this be a good thing done by the people of 'Scythe', after all, they have been a while ahead of us, and can be arranged calmly. And the most important thing is that we still have enmity, and if the light is not good, we will come to the dark. Han Fang looked like a little detective, and she was deeply convinced of her reasoning.

"It shouldn't be, if they ・・・・・・" Before Qi Xue finished speaking, a fire dragon rushed towards Han Fang and Qi Xue, which was the formation master move among the members of the "Scythe" that he had encountered before.

Everyone was stunned for a moment by the sudden attack, but the reaction was not slow, Han Fang immediately erected a wall of water to temporarily slow down the fire dragon's forward momentum, and Qi Xue immediately grabbed Han Fang and jumped up, leaving the fire dragon's attack range.

"What are you doing, do you want to go to war?" Storm shouted at the mist, and then, five figures emerged from the mist, it was the previous "Scythe" group of five.

For the questioning of the storm, the five people did not reply a word, and the martial artist just glanced at the storm, but did not rush to the storm, but rushed to Qi Xue, and the pilot who walked towards the storm was one of them, only to see a big sword coming head-on, and the storm could only retreat and dodge, because this is different from the previous duel of the martial artists, if you take a hit, even if you don't die, you have to be seriously injured, so you can only dodge, fortunately, some harassment attacks by the pilot have little effect on the storm, as long as you dodge the weird mechanical sword, however, the storm is still in a suppressed state, and you can't get out for a while。

Among the four people, the most dangerous is Han Fang, because the magician and the doctor in the other party rushed towards Han Fang together, Han Fang could only keep retreating in the face of the impact of the two, but it was still full of phenomena.

Regarding Han Fang's crisis, Zhou Lingwei wanted to go to the rescue, but unfortunately the opponent's formation division continued to interfere with small formations, and between Zhou Lingwei and Han Fang, there were constantly meteor fire showers or fire walls blocking them, so that the two could not reconcile at all.

Seeing that Han Fang was in danger, Qi Xue was anxious for a while, but the other party's martial artist was like a dog skin plaster, always pestering Qi Xue, although Qi Xue was moving closer to Han Fang, but her speed approaching Han Fang was obviously less than the speed at which Han Fang was far away from her, and in the end, the distance between the two was getting bigger and bigger.

"Do you really want to die?" Zhou Lingwei's face was full of anger and he yelled at the other party's magician, but the other party continued to attack as if he didn't hear it, without even a pause.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhou Lingwei calmed down, looked at the other five seriously, and then rushed to Han Fang regardless of it, ignoring the fire rain between the two, but it is strange to say, although he was in the fire rain, Zhou Lingwei was not burned, when he rushed through the fire rain, the five "sickles" had all disappeared, as if they had not appeared at all.

Han Fang watched the fist that was about to hit him suddenly disappear, and finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground gasping for breath, not even having the strength to sit up. And because he had just been chased and killed by the two, he was constantly blocked by various spells, and at this time, he didn't even have the strength to condense a small water ball.

Seeing Han Fang who fell to the ground, Qi Xue immediately ran over, and when she was sure that Han Fang was only due to energy depletion and had not been traumatized, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sat next to Han Fang without any image.

"What's going on, why are they all gone. Fengbo walked next to Zhou Lingwei, looked at the pale Zhou Lingwei and asked, obviously, the other party knew the reason.

"Now it's certain that we're trapped in a phantom array. As soon as he said a word, he gasped again, and after calming down for a while, he continued, "This phantom array should be able to project an illusion according to our psychology, causing our fear, and the same is true of the previous fire wave ants, as for the purpose, it is not clear." ”

"No wonder Han Fang just said that it was the trap of the 'sickle' before, and they came out, and I wondered how the injuries of the pilot and doctor before were all healed, it turned out to be a hallucination. "There was a sudden realization of the turmoil.

"This formation should be based on the subconscious of the human mind, just like the fire wave ants before, it was only because Wei Heng heard some sounds that I listened carefully, and then it may just be the sound of sand rolling down, but it made me think of the fire wave ants, if I just thought of it myself, it might not be anything for you, but I shouted it out, so that you also subconsciously thought of the fire wave ants. Zhou Lingwei added again.

"That's right, I only saw it after I thought about it, and when I looked back, I didn't see anything before, I didn't even hear a sound, everything only appeared after hearing your reminder. Qi Xue recalled for a moment before confirming.

"I seem to be like that too. Han Fang also understood.

"Are you okay?" Qi Xue asked with a concerned expression when she saw Han Fang sit up.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm tired, and it seems that I'm going to have to recuperate for a while. Han Fang replied weakly, his face full of bitterness. When the energy is depleted in the underworld, the danger can only be greater.

"So what do we do now?" Feng Bo looked at a few people and had to ask this question that must be faced.

Zhou Lingwei thought for a while, then looked at Qi Xue and Han Fang, and said: "The most important thing now is to recover your physical strength, now, Han Fang has lost her combat effectiveness, and Qi Xue and I are also overconsumed, so we can only rest on the spot, now, the more you move, the more dangerous it is." After speaking, he looked at the storm again, and asked curiously, "Why do I feel that you don't feel tired at all, after running with all your strength for such a long time, plus the previous battle, you don't seem to have consumed at all." ”

"I'm also curious, I don't even want to move a finger now, why are you still fine. Han Fang also looked at the turmoil with a curious face, full of doubts.

The storm was embarrassed, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Maybe I have a stronger recovery ability." ”

The three of them were obviously not satisfied with this answer, but they didn't dig deeper, after all, everyone has their own secrets, and others have no right to ask. And Zhou Lingwei's question was just out of curiosity, no matter whether he answered or not, he wouldn't mind, it was just a joke.

And this sentence gave a huge hint to the storm, looking at the overworked three people at this time, the storm finally knew his advantage, that is, his energy level as high as level nine, maybe he couldn't see anything in the short-term battle, but once the battle was delayed for too long, his advantage would be revealed.

The higher the energy level, the stronger the sustained combat effectiveness and resilience, maybe you can control too low, you can't make any powerful moves, but you can improve the pace of battle, constantly consume the opponent's physical strength and energy, and suppress the enemy with a high frequency of energy bursts, when the opponent's energy is exhausted or physical strength is exhausted, you will win. At this time, Fengbo finally discovered his own fighting style and fighting style, that is, attacking, non-stop attacking, until the opponent fell.

Thinking of this, Feng Bo laughed unconsciously, fortunately, Zhou Lingwei and the others were recovering with all their strength, and they didn't pay attention to him, otherwise they would have thought that Feng Bo was insane.

However, although he thought of his own way of fighting, there was no opponent to test his conjecture for a while, which made the turmoil feel that there was nowhere to go, and I really hoped that an opponent would come out now to test whether his idea would work.

Just thinking about it, I saw a figure appear in the fog, and when I walked in front of the storm, I saw that it was the martial artist in the "scythe", that is, the opponent at the beginning of the storm. The turmoil was worried that he couldn't find an opponent, so an opponent was sent to the door immediately.

So, the storm rushed forward without thinking about it, and casually threw an energy ball as a greeting gift.

The martial artist on the opposite side saw the turmoil and didn't take it seriously, because he had encountered too many before, all kinds of illusions, endless enemies, and finally, before he was exhausted to death, he discovered the suspicion and knew that he was in a phantom array.

However, as the storm approached, especially the flying of the energy ball, he had a feeling of panic and instinctively dodged. The energy ball exploded around him, and the waves of qi and rubble hit his body, letting him know that this was not an illusion, but that he had met him.

In the face of the rushing turmoil, the martial artist didn't have time to think about it, so he could only fight. However, the turmoil at this time gave him the feeling that it was like a wave, a wave had just passed, and a wave followed, not giving people a chance to breathe at all, throwing energy balls was like throwing stones that could be seen everywhere on the side of the road, regardless of whether they were aimed at or not, they were thrown in all directions.

At this time, the turmoil gives people the feeling that it is nonsense, but in the face of this nonsense, there is no way, this is to fight energy and physical strength with you, it is a duel between soldiers and generals, to see who has more generals. For a martial artist like himself who is known for his speed, this is obviously not what he is good at, as time goes by, the intensity of the battle has not only not decreased, but as the storm becomes more and more proficient, the intensity of the battle is increasing little by little.

The feeling of the storm now is like taking a cool shower on dog days, and the whole body is refreshed. For his own way of fighting, Fengbo feels more and more familiar, the accuracy of some energy bombs is getting higher and higher, no longer just throwing around as at the beginning, not by the will of heaven, but towards the target, although it is not possible to block the opponent's dodge route, but it has been able to make the opponent tired, have to dodge left and right, and constantly consume physical strength.

"Stop. "I was forced to do it by the turmoil, and I had to call a halt to end the battle, otherwise I would either be blown up or exhausted.

"Stop, stop, I haven't played enough, go on. Feng Bo said dissatisfiedly, obviously, Feng Bo had always thought that the other party was just an illusion created by this phantom array, and he was not qualified to call it a stop.