In the face of the attacking third-level magic "Vulcan Flame Explosion", Meng Yang actually flashed strangely between the lightning and flint, ten times more flexible than a swimming fish, and flashed to the side of the short but strong body of the Congo vine, and what made Tugoyev heartbroken was that the Vulcan Flame Explosion he sent out actually hit the Congo vine!

In an instant, the Congo vine was like a fire man crawling out of a big furnace, Tugoyev could see it clearly, the cunning Meng Yang dodged to the side of the Congo vine with that extremely strange dodge, but he pushed it on the shoulder of the Congo vine like lightning, and waited until the Congo vine itself hit the Vulcan flame!

With a dazzling flash of the knife, the Congo vine began to crackle and burn, emitting bursts of foul smell and black smoke, and without even screaming, he threw himself into the ring, and after three breaths, it turned into a pile of charcoal.

Meng Yang straightened his waist, still dragging the autumn water backwards, and flew towards Tugoyev.

The martial arts arena suddenly let out a burst of exclamations, but these exclamations were completely inaudible to the people in the ring, because Tigra activated the magic array in the ring.

As early as a few days ago, Ruta reported the information of his contestants, and the people who came to the martial arts arena to watch the competition naturally knew how powerful the fourth-level warrior of the Kongo vine was, but just one face, the Kongo vine did not even use a fighting skill, and was inexplicably burned to death by the magician he guarded with a third-level magic, this change made the vast majority of the audience stunned.

But in the ring, it's a completely different scene.

Meng Yang rushed towards the magician who had lost his magic guard with his knife, and the distance between the two sides was shortened to ten meters, and a halo suddenly flashed on Tugoyev's body, and he glared at Meng Yang who was approaching with an extremely cruel grin.

At that moment, Meng Yang suddenly made a sharp stop and swooped and rolled to the edge of the ring like lightning.

"Snatch and snatch!"

A series of puncture sounds came from the place where he had finally landed, and Meng Yang looked closely, only to find that five blue steel needles had been deeply pierced into the ring spar that had not damaged the skin of the Congo vine iron rod, leaving only a trembling inch or so outside.

"Die!"

Tugoev roared like madness, and his left hand was pointed at Monyan in a hurry.

The strong threat of death struck again, and Meng Yang kicked heavily in the ring with the indecent posture of a rabbit kicking the ground, and at the moment when Tugoev raised his hand, he flew upside down and fell to the ashes left by the Congo vine, snatching and snatching, there was a puncture sound, and five steel needles were left on the edge of the ring where he had just stayed, and Meng Yang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Tugoyev didn't expect that he had so secretly fired two consecutive nirvana magic crossbows, but they were all dodged by Meng Yang, and now that the ten poisonous needles had been fired, this magic crossbow would lose its effectiveness.

The battle-hardened Tugoev hurriedly recovered from his horror, shook his magic wand, and began to chant new magic mantras.

He bluffed the magic crossbow barrel away from Meng Yang, but his mouth began to chant rapidly.

"Something darker than darkness, something deeper than night, floating in the sea of chaos, O golden lord of darkness, I am here to petition you, ~~~~~~"

It's a fourth-level magic that requires twelve breaths to chant: Fire Knife Slash!

Meng Yang's previous careful preparation was not in vain, as soon as he heard Tu Goyev sing the first few syllables of the formula, he knew that this guy was going to make a desperate gamble, and he used his magic power to send out the only extremely lethal fourth-level magic he mastered, and his divine sense swept slightly, Meng Yang became a bamboo in his chest, shook his hand in the autumn water, stepped out of three meters in one step, and swept towards Tu Guoev!

Tugoev was terrified in his heart, he didn't understand why this little-known little warrior was no longer afraid of the magic crossbow in his hand, and he couldn't help but panic when he saw that he had stepped out of the distance of three meters in one step, but he knew that he could only have a glimmer of life by using the "fire knife slash", so he forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, his steps were shaky, and with the help of a "light body" blessed before, he floated to the other side of the ring, indirectly lengthening the distance between himself and Meng Yang, and at the same time, the chanting in his mouth was not interrupted because of this.

"I swear to you here, for standing in my way ・・・・・・"

Meng Yang swept diagonally, his hand was shining with a water knife, and he was only ten meters away from Tugoyev.

"All foolish things, gather the power of you and me・・・・・・"

Five meters.

"Give them equal destruction! Fire—ah・・・・・・"

The light of the knife flickered in front of Tugoyev's eyes, and the last two sounds of the fire knife slash were stuck in his throat, turning into a scream before death, because Meng Yang had swept in front of him, and his hand was up and down, although Tu Goyev blessed the "light body", but was cut in two by Meng Yang with the "upper affection" in the love knife technique.

Magic retreated like a tidal wave from Tugoev's hand, still clutching his magic wand, and poured out from the large, narrow wound on his waist that had been thrown away by the autumn water, mixed with flesh and blood.

Before the upper half of Tugoyev's body fell to the ground, Meng Yang reached out and fished it out, took the magic wand in his hand, and returned to the center of the ring on tiptoe, at this time, Tugoyev's two bodies finally fell silently on the ring, and blood and flesh were sprinkled all over the ring.

The audience was full of people, from the initial exclamation to the silence at the moment, and many aristocratic lords also showed surprise to Iniesta, who was sitting in the box of the stands.

The seventh-level magician Tigra flashed out of nowhere, and with a wave of his hand, the magic wand flashed, and only Meng Yang, who had just pinned the magic wand to his waist, was left in the ring, whether it was the pile of ashes left after the Congo vine was burned, or the two corpses and flesh of Tugoyev, which disappeared in an instant, and the ring was still as bright as new, with a halo of spars flickering everywhere.

Meng Yang didn't know how this kind of competition would go on, but he found that the magic array in the ring had not been removed, just now Tigra just urged the magic array to clean the ring, and the magic array released a powerful invisible force, pulling his body to the spot, unable to move.

At this time, Tigra shouted into the box of the stands where Ruta was: "Your Excellency, Ruta, your player has died in battle, will you continue to send your players next, or will you choose to abstain?"

Meng Yang saw Ruta's eyes spew out extremely resentful sparks, glaring at himself fiercely, knowing that Ruta had hated himself to the extreme, but from the moment he decided to participate in the competition, he knew that there would be such a day, and his heart was indifferent, and he just looked at the stands of Iniesta.

Iniesta was surprisingly calm, without sorrow or joy, not noticing that Monyan was looking at him, but looking at Ruta, who was about to choose.

"Sure enough, this Iniesta is using me as out-and-out cannon fodder, counting on me to take out the momentum of killing the bandits, and fight to the death with the opponent, his heavy treasure is clearly bet on the thief Swift of unknown origin, he didn't think about my life or death at all, his purpose in choosing me is actually to create a chance for Swift to win, right? Iniesta, I'll settle this account with you sooner or later, you wait. ”

Meng Yang muttered secretly in his heart, but heard Naruta hiss and roared: "I will continue to challenge, Celia will fight, continue to challenge this damn fourth-level warrior!"

Meng Yang's heart was cold: "Continue to challenge? Don't you even give Lao Tzu a time to rest and recover? Paralyzed, what kind of competition is this, isn't this forcing Lao Tzu to death?"

Meng Yang cursed fiercely in his heart, he knew that now that he was in the ring, there was no way to get out, and the only way was to kill the people who went into the ring under the autumn water.

He looked inward silently, in fact, he rushed to the front of the Congo vine at a very fast speed, avoiding the powerful stick of the Congo vine, and he swung a knife, a knife that did not contain fighting spirit, cutting the throat of the Congo vine.

Therefore, before the Vulcan Flame Burst came, he dodged in advance after predicting it, and pushed the Congo vine under the Vulcan Flame Burst by the way.

After that, only a few points of Dou Qi were consumed when continuously dodging the magic crossbow, and after killing Tugoyev, there were miraculously fifty-eight points of Dou Qi left.

He knew that now he must try to save the use of fighting energy, swimming, and consume the opponent's fighting energy and magic power before seizing the opportunity to make a move, which will be a very challenging test of his prediction and perception ability.

Celia, with a freckled face, curly yellow hair, sparse, and her magical guard, Seedorf, stubble-covered and skinny, armed with a long sword.

As before, Tigra opened the magic circle, and the opponent was moved to the east and west sides of the ring by the magic circle.

This time, Meng Yang didn't move, just half-hunched over, like a foraging cheetah ready to attack at any moment, his eyes staring at the two opposites without blinking.

Sometimes, preconceived ideas can really kill people, especially empiricism, dogmatism, and the like.

Celia and Seedorf naturally watched the battle between Monyan and Tugoyev, and before going to the ring, the two discussed how to cooperate with the tactics, and at the moment when they were moved to the side of the ring, Seedorf had already urged the fighting spirit, and used the "light spirit" that was strengthened and upgraded to the third level, and consumed eighteen points of fighting energy, he calculated it accurately, and after using this fighting qi skill, the remaining fighting energy was just enough for him to perform the strongest fourth-level fighting qi technique "Volley Piercing Heart Thorn".

At the same time, Celia had finished chanting a magic mantra that was only four syllables, and the magic wand flashed a red light and fell on Seedorf, but it was a first-level magic "with the wind". And Celia's chanting did not stop for a moment, and she began a new round of chanting with the wind.

Then, Seedorf moved ghostly, wielding his sword and moving forward, just after three breaths.

But what Celia and Seedorf didn't expect was that Monyan stood there and didn't move at all.

Seedorf was slightly stunned, and then swept towards Meng Yang like a light smoke, he believed that under the multiple blessings, his already good at the spirit of the movement method would be even more strange and unpredictable, rushing to Meng Yang's side to entangle him, giving Celia enough time to cast spells, then the balance of victory would fall to their side.

"When the Wind Dragon rotates at high speed, the supreme blood dragon power will merge with it, and when the energy of the two reaches an extreme level that cannot be broken through・・・・・・"

Accompanied by Celia's hoarse chanting, Seedorf only took three breaths to float in front of Meng Yang, and he did not rashly use the strongest killing move "Volley Heart Piercing Heart Piercing", but tentatively stabbed seven swords towards Meng Yang.

These seven swords stabbed at Meng Yang's eyebrows, throat, chest, dantian, shoulders and neck, and left and right knees.

In the eyes of many viewers, Seedorf in the ring completely transformed into a strange flowing light smoke, unpredictable, unpredictable, and it was precisely by relying on his strong body speed that he was able to deftly flip his wrist and stab the seven swords at seven different parts of Meng Yang's body, which almost sealed Meng Yang's movable route and space.

The sword aura was cold, and Meng Yang's half-bowed waist suddenly bounced straight like a bowstring was released, and the sword was not released, but Seedorf's eyes lost Meng Yang's figure at this moment.

The long sword stabbed into the void with a strong aura, bringing out several violent sounds of air tearing.

Seedorf knew that something was wrong, and with a slight touch of his left foot on the instep of his right foot, he retreated seven or eight meters vigorously, and at that moment, he saw a thrilling flash of knife light in front of him.

Crash!

Seedorf suddenly felt a chill on his waist, knowing that his leather armor had been cut open by Meng Yang's knife, if he hadn't dodged in time, he was afraid that he would have ended up with the same fate as Tugoyev, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that at the moment when the seven swords were approaching, Meng Yang actually fell on his back, narrowly avoiding the seven swords stabbed by Seedorf, and when he was empty, his body was about to fall out of the ring.

If Seedorf hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, just this one would have been cut off by Qiushui.

Seedorf spun around with his sword, and heard Celia just chanting "The roaring blood dragon's fangs will devour everything!" The dragon in his left hand dances, and the power of the blood dragon in his right palm merges", so he slammed his feet in the ring, and jumped up three meters flat like pulling onions on dry land, his hands stretched out and clenched the long sword, and he rushed towards Meng Yang, who had just stood firm.

At this moment, Celia's chant just finished the last few syllables gorgeously, and her voice was no longer hoarse, but very crisp and spit out a very sharp "Blood Dragon Roaring Teeth!"

A narrow blood light seemed to descend from the Nine Heavens, carrying a thunderous momentum and piercing straight into the top of Meng Yang's head.

At the same time, the long sword in Seedorf's hand suddenly bloomed with an incomparably dazzling brilliance, and he had already jumped less than a meter in front of Meng Yang, and roared like thunder in his mouth: "Volley piercing the heart!"

Countless people in the martial arts arena let out exclamations at this moment, and no one believed that a fourth-level warrior who had been forced to the edge of the ring could save his life under the attack of two powerful killing moves that were so skillfully coordinated and the timing was so skillfully grasped.

The fourth-level magic "Blood Dragon Roaring Fang", unless it is blessed with the fourth-level defensive magic "Frozen Mille-Feuille Armor", or is wearing a magic armor with a grade of more than five grades, if it is attacked by the Blood Dragon Roaring Fang, a powerful killing move with a tracking effect similar to a maggot on the tarsal bone, even a powerful fifth-level warrior will be seriously injured.

What's more, now Meng Yang is not only facing the deadly threat of the Blood Dragon's Roaring Teeth, but the fourth-level warrior Seedorf in front of him has already used his most lethal fourth-level fighting qi technique, "Volley Piercing Heart Piercing", almost blocking any line that Meng Yang can escape and dodge.

Meng Yang will definitely die, because as soon as he enters the ring, the magic array is activated, and the people in the ring cannot leave the ring, even if Meng Yang repeats his old skills, he will be killed by these two fierce attacks!

Monyan is dead!

On the stands of the martial arts arena, Ruta gritted his teeth and showed a smug smile, while Iniesta in the other stand buried his head in the teacup on the table as if nothing happened, but his hands trembled violently.