The two people who have practiced the 'joint attack' for so long, even if they didn't speak, just looked at each other, they knew each other's thoughts, and at the same time gave instructions:

"Golden Acupuncture!" "Wind Blade!"

I saw that the Bronze Snake and the Horn Cold Kite quickly distanced themselves, and released their skills in two different directions, and countless golden needles and wind blades attacked the Evil Yan Mountain Xiao and Di Yao respectively.

At the moment when a wave of wind blades was released, the cold kite flapped its wings and flew out quickly without stopping, almost sticking to the ground for a circle, and leaving a whirlwind-shaped blue and white mark wherever it passed.

[Wind Skill, Wind Trap!] 】

"You don't need to say a lot to cooperate, that's good..."

Facing the sharp wind blade that attacked him, Di Yao turned a blind eye, but nodded secretly at the tacit cooperation between the two.

The evil mandrill in front of him opened its mouth wide as if it was about to yawn, but if you looked closely, you would see that there were sporadic flames condensing in its mouth...

'Boom-'

When the whole mouth was filled with flames, I saw the evil Yan mandrill slam its head violently, and a huge amount of flames poured out of its mouth like a sneeze.

[Fire Skill, Flame Rush!] 】

[Condense the fire energy to create a high-intensity flame impact.] 】

The golden needles in the sky were swept away by the flames, and it was like encountering the winter snow of the spring sun, which quickly melted away, making a 'zizi' sound.

And the large number of wind blades that followed by the fireworks were not much better, and they exploded one by one like popping beans.

Just such a blow destroyed the joint offensive of the two sides one after another, which shows the huge gap between the two sides in terms of hard power.

'Whew! ''Whoa! ''Whoa! ’

Even though the attack of the Evil Yan Mandrill was ferocious, it did not deter the opponent's fighting intent, and the fire had just subsided, and the second wave of golden needle piercing had already struck.

At the same time, the cold kite, which had already set up the venue, also flapped its wings, triggering several whirlwind marks, controlling the gusting wind to blow towards those golden needles in different directions.

The two attacks faintly intertwined to form a tornado, enveloping Di Yao and Evil Yan Xiaoxiao in it.

"That trumpet cold kite's accuracy of demonic power control and advance prediction of moves have far exceeded the level that high school students should have..."

Although Di Yao had long heard that Han Feng was talented, he still couldn't help but smack his tongue when he saw it with his own eyes at this time.

Although on the surface, this set of combos is done by Bronze and Trumpet Kite.

But in fact, all the places that need to be cooperated are borne by the cold kite alone, and what the bronze snake does is only to attack and be reckless.

Compared with Han Feng, a genius from a royal demon envoy family, Jiang Yifan was a little dwarfed in Di Yao's eyes.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is not excellent, the cultivation level of that red copper snake is also excellent.

It's just that in a team, such an excellent field controller like Han Feng is at the top level in the country.

And a free person like Jiang Yifan, although above the average level, has not yet reached the point where it can make people shine.

But no matter how you say it, it's much better than Jin Yuanbao's little fat man who kneeled at the beginning, and Di Yao was already very content.

It's just that...

What puzzled him was that listening to Lei Yao and Chu Qi's descriptions, Han Feng had never defeated Jiang Yifan in a one-on-one battle, why was this?

'Jingle Bell-'

Before Di Yao could come up with an answer, the joint attack of the two had been completely formed, and under the influence of the wind, the golden needles that had become completely irregular in the direction of flight collided with each other and jumped around.

For this kind of 360-degree indiscriminate attack that can't catch the trajectory, it is difficult for the 'Flame Rush' of the Evil Yan Mandrill to destroy it all perfectly.

It's just that...

This level of attack is painless for the evil mandrill, at best, it is just like being bitten by a mosquito.

Therefore, the focus of the attack is actually Di Yao, who is a mortal in the flesh.

"If I hadn't known about your joint attack in advance, I might have been caught off guard..."

Di Yao, who was socially afraid, grinned and praised in a small volume that did not match his size.

As he spoke, an armor-like crimson phantom appeared on the surface of his body, and it quickly became solidified.

[Psychic Skill, Demon Power Sharing, Burning Armor!] 】

[Condense the fire energy into a pair of armor with high temperature, resist the attack of sharp weapons, and also counterattack blunt attacks with high temperature to a certain extent!] 】

'Bang Chang-'' 'Bang Chang-''

The golden needles that came down landed on the crimson armor, and they were all mercilessly bounced away, and none of them were able to penetrate the defense.

"Are you sure we're going to get close to him?"

Looking at Di Yao, who was already tall, at this time, behind the armor, he was living like a mighty general who was 'one husband and ten thousand people', Jiang Yifan was not only a little weak-hearted.

"I'm on, you feel free."

Han Feng, who had already condensed an ice spear with a psychic technique in his hand, pulled a spear flower, and rushed at Di Yao without looking back, and shouted at the same time: "No. cold kite!" Hold off the Evil Flame Mandrill! ”

"No.—"

I saw that the wings of the cold kite fanned, and several wind blades were thrown out.

However, when these wind blades were halfway through, the cold kite flapped its wings again, attracting the additional wind energy attached to the wind blades.

'Buzz-''Buzz-'

Then, the wind blades suddenly spun at high speed like spinning tops, changing from a crescent moon to a disc, and emitting a trembling humming sound like a chainsaw starting.

[Wind Skill, Cyclone Blade!] 】

"You guy with a weapon really doesn't hurt your back when you stand and talk..."

Jiang Yifan gritted his teeth.

Di Yao's armor was not only strong, but it also emitted a hot and hot air that could distort the air.

He is bare-handed, not to mention whether he can break the opponent's defense, whether he will be burned is a question.

"Master Snake! Come on, hold on a little longer! ”

However, Jiang Yifan didn't have too much ink, turned his head and gave an instruction to the bronze snake, and then launched a psychic technique to cover his fist with a layer of scales.

Because he knew that the evil Yan Shanxiao didn't want to win, and the only way to win was to use the rules of the martial arts competition to directly attack Di Yao, who was the imperial demon envoy.

Even though it's just a practice match in a club, it doesn't matter if you lose.

But Han Feng didn't give up, how could he admit defeat like this?

And I just happened to take this opportunity to try the 'Xuanwu style' that was strongly recommended by Shizhen to learn, and what kind of effect did it have in actual combat...

"Shhhh

The bronze snake on the other side listened to his instructions, but his eyes couldn't help but froze, as if he had been greatly provoked.

("▼Dish▼") hold on a little longer? Who's going to hold on with you a little longer? Lao Tzu directly ended the battle!

I saw that the bronze snake's body flashed, and like a butterfly wearing flowers, it deftly avoided the 'cyclone blade' created by the cold kite, and rushed towards the evil Yan mandrill...