Many viewers were a little puzzled by Emperor Yan's words, could it be that they solved the inextricable opponent who had fought with him before with just one blow?

But at this time, Prince Mo rushed directly to the ring, picked up Chen Lei, who was lying on the ground without the slightest movement, and said to the referee, "We admit defeat in this game!" After speaking, he walked directly out of the ring.

For such a scene, there are a lot of discussions among those who have not watched the audience, and of course there are some people who speak ugly.

Prince Mo glanced at the audience and said to Emperor Yan on the stage, "Young man, your weapon actually has the ability to pierce armor, and it is really good!"

For finding out the king's words, the first one who was stunned was Emperor Yan, he didn't say anything, and this ape magic stick was definitely his killer weapon, and he was able to see through it so easily.

He looked at Prince Mo and smiled and said, "Dean Mo, it's not that my weapons are effective, it's just that the equipment he wears is really not of good grade!"

When Prince Mo heard his words, his mouth was crooked, he didn't even stand up for himself from the fire, and today he was actually ridiculed by this junior.

Just as he was about to attack, a figure beside him jumped up and jumped into the ring, only to see him holding a silver spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Emperor Yan, and said with an angry face, "You have to pay for what you said!"

Prince Mo looked up at the ring, and the person standing in the ring at this time was Uncle Dong's disciple, Leng Wushuang!

Although he didn't get along with Leng Wushuang for too long, he did know very well that although Leng Wushuang had always been cold, he had an unusually high respect for the old ghost. This little ghost named Emperor Yan actually said in front of so many people that the equipment made by Uncle Dong was not of high grade, and now there is a good show to watch.

The referee was in the ring, glanced at Prince Mo in the audience, and Prince Mo nodded and signaled that the competition could start.

Emperor Yan glanced at Leng Wushuang, who had a slight hint of anger on his face, and said, "There are more people who say cruel things in front of me, such as your companion before. I hope you have some strength, otherwise it will be really boring. ”

Leng Wushuang didn't pay attention to his words, and at this time, an armband on his right hand suddenly lit up, and wisps of black lines frantically wrapped around the originally white spear. It was only a few breaths, and the spear on Leng Wu's hands turned black entirely.

Emperor Yan didn't show any expression of danger because of the change in that gun, he smiled and said, "Your gun looks good! You should put on the armor too, otherwise it won't be good if I kill you at once." ”

His words immediately resonated with the audience, and there were bursts of cheering and shouting.

Leng Wushuang glared at Emperor Yan who was shouting, his eyes were like a sharp dagger, which made Emperor Yan's original smile disappear all at once, and the whole person trembled unconsciously.

Standing on the other side, Dean Lihuo was not so optimistic, and when he saw the other party transform the silver spear into black, the name of the magician appeared in his mind.

He hurriedly reminded, "Be careful! He's a magician!"

His words caused an uproar in the audience, molders are a rare and precious profession on the mainland, and magiccasters are even rarer, and their existence has always been very mysterious.

It is rumored that the magicians not only have the ability to master all the caste powers, but also the combat skills they use are extremely different. For the creator, what they value is the caster's ability to forge demons, and who doesn't want to add some better caste effects to their equipment?

On the field, Emperor Yan listened to Dean Lihuo's words, he immediately entered a state of preparation, he looked at Leng Wushuang and said, "I didn't expect that you turned out to be a demon caster, but even if you are a demon caster, the ending is the same, as long as I have the demon ape stick in my hand, even if you are strong equipment, it is useless!"

Leng Wushuang, holding the bottom of the gun with one hand in his right hand, the tip of the gun fell to the ground, he stood there quietly, and said three words coldly to Emperor Yan, who had been nagging, "Really~Hello~Verbal!"

At the same time, he ran towards Emperor Yan, and the tip of the spear made a frictional sound of "Boom~Boom~" on the ground. Seeing Emperor Yan who suddenly rushed towards him, he hurriedly clasped his battle stick with both hands and greeted him.

Spears and war sticks are not the same, war sticks are more suitable for melee combat, and Emperor Yan knows that no matter what special abilities your spear has, as long as you enter melee combat, then victory must belong to you.

It's just that his idea of how could Leng Wushuang let him succeed, just when the two were about to collide together, Leng Wushuang suddenly stopped, and the spear dragging on the ground was slammed by his right hand, and a black giant crescent rushed straight towards the Yan Emperor in front of him.

Because Emperor Yan was too close to the other party, he didn't have the slightest gap to dodge the opponent's attack, so he could only rely on the armor on his body to block it. He put the war stick sideways, and his hands directly pressed against the black crescent, but the attack power of this move was beyond his imagination, and a powerful force pushed him all the way back.

This move actually made him go back a few meters, and two lines of green smoke could be clearly seen in the ring.

The sacrificial mourner under the ring, seeing this blow, sighed inadvertently: "Fortunately, when I fought him before, neither side used real strength, otherwise, it is really hard to say whether you win or lose." ”

Leng Wushuang is not a person who knows how to pity his opponent and give his opponent a chance, as the crescent moon disappears. His figure had already appeared in front of Emperor Yan, but he kept a distance of one meter.

And this distance is deliberately maintained by him, and the distance of one meter to one and a half meters for his spear is the distance he can best play, in which his spear skills can be maximized.

Before Emperor Yan could calm down, Leng Wushuang's black spear appeared in front of Emperor Yan like a ghost, and the spear opened its bloody mouth in front of Emperor Yan like a black python. Pick and grab and point the gun, and the tip of the gun appeared in front of Emperor Yan's eyes like a little star, so that he couldn't dodge this move but couldn't dodge the next move, and was forced to keep retreating.

It's just that Leng Wushuang seems to be getting more and more into a state, and his shooting speed is getting faster and faster, and the audience in the front row seems to be able to see that Leng Wushuang is like a pair of hands and a gun in the ring.

Seeing this scene, Prince Mo was also surprised at the same time, and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect this little guy to learn this trick, Phantom! It seems that we don't have to worry about this game!"

Hearing Prince Mo's muttering, the priest asked curiously, "Phantom, is this his spear move, or is it a magician's skill?"

When Prince Mo heard the question of the sacrifice, he pointed at Leng Wushuang and said, "The phantom is a skill of the demon caster, it can also be said to be a move, you look at the black spear in his hand. This black spear actually sends out an attack when he appears, which is a kind of mental attack that will dull your spirit and even hallucinate. Combined with the specific techniques of the Upper Casting Magician, this effect can be made even more obvious!"

At this time, the priest seemed to think of something else, and fell into deep thought. Prince Mo looked at the sacrifices beside him and did not respond to him, so he put his eyes on the ring again.