After being beaten for more than ten minutes, the fire demon Babota, whose blood volume had dropped to sixty percent, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the soul fire in the eyes of the huge scarlet like a blood moon skyrocketed, and then looked at Brother Hao, who was like kraft candy, and grabbed it with his left hand.

Brother Hao raised his head and looked at the Yan Demon's huge left palm, his eyelids jumped, and he opened the rock without hesitation.

"Soul Burning Grip!"

Flame Demon Babota's left fist, and suddenly a large piece of soul white flame on Brother Hao's body under him ignited, and the pale soul flame scorched Brother Hao, and the terrifying high temperature distorted the surrounding environment.

The moment the soul flame erupted, it was resisted by Brother Hao's rock, and even so, a damage of up to 10,000 jumped out of his head.

Soul Burning Grip: Detonates the target soul, ignites the soul flame, deals 1000 + intelligence difference *10~100 three-stage magic damage, and weakens the target's all attributes by 10% for 60 seconds; Consumption: 50 energy, cooldown: 30 minutes.

Rumble!

The second time the soul white flame erupted, Brother Hao's blood volume of up to 15,000 suddenly disappeared by two-thirds, and what was worse was that both his blood volume and defense dropped by 10%, making it even more difficult for Brother Hao, who was already difficult.

Several healing rays fused into Brother Hao's body, but it didn't work at all, and the pale soul flames blocked the healing effect.

"To die!"

As soon as Brother Hao scolded, the soul white flame of the third place erupted, and Brother Hao, who had less than five thousand blood left, fell to the ground softly.

The drunken people on the side looked stupid, he just came over, and the originally stable batch of Brother Hao suddenly died, if he hadn't seen the soul flame ignite from the inside of Brother Hao's body, he would have wondered if someone was sneaking up in the dark.

"it!" "Brother Hao was seconds!" "Hurry up!"

Song Zhan did not hesitate, and instantly launched a blast step, his right foot was wrapped in golden red fiery battle qi, and a fierce burst kick kicked straight towards the fire demon's calf, and the golden-red fiery energy exploded in the fire demon's calf, kicking the fire demon with great force.

Roar!

Song Zhan successfully attracted the attention of the Yan Demon with one foot down, and the Yan Demon's ugly head was lowered and looked at him, and a pillar of fire from his mouth shot directly towards Song Zhan.

"Bang!"

Song Zhan instantly launched a blast step, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and flashed backwards.

"Humble reptile!"

Seeing that Song Zhan had dodged his own attack, the Yan Demon's irritable voice sounded, and the three-meter-long sword in his hand slashed down towards Song Zhan.

Taking advantage of Song Zhan's temporary attraction of the Yan Demon's attention, in the Xingchen nurse team, a slender and well-behaved nurse raised her little hand, and a white light fell on Brother Hao's body, and Brother Hao, who had fallen to the ground and died, stood up again.

Resurrection, a skill that all nurses dream of, is also the most popular skill among players.

As soon as Brother Hao stood up, more than a dozen green lights rushed into his body, quickly filling his blood volume.

"Big man, there's a kind of killing labor and management again!"

Brother Hao, who was full of blood, raised his shield and taunted the fire demon who was chasing and slashing Song Zhan.

The Flame Demon turned his head and looked at Brother Hao, who was alive and well, and the flames beating in his eyes like a blood moon stopped for a second.

"The favor of the God of Life?"

The fire demon sniffed the remaining divine aura in the air and said uncertainly.

"Bang!"

Brother Hao's shield slammed into the fire demon's knee, "It's kind of killing labor, you red-skinned goat!" ”

I have to say that I can become a top-level master, not to mention anything else, this trash talk is definitely practiced at home.

There is a saying in the gaming world: the skill of trash talk determines the upper limit of the tank.

At this time, Brother Hao perfectly embodied this sentence, obviously Song Zhan's attack just now exceeded a lot, but after listening to Brother Hao's words, Yan Demon immediately gave up on Song Zhan, turned around and slapped the big sword like a fly.

"Didn't eat? Give labor and management a hard time! ”

"That's it? Labor and management stand up and beat you, and you have to fight for half a day. ”

......

Brother Hao held the tower shield stiffly, and trash talk kept rushing out from under the shield.

"Roar, give me death!"

The green tendons on the forehead of the Yan Demon who were stimulated by Brother Hao's trash talk were all highlighted from the dark red skin, and he could bring an abyss Flame Demon Qi to such an extent, Brother Hao deserved to be the Lord of the Stars.

The flames on the pitch-black greatsword suddenly converged inward, and a steady stream of flames poured into the inside of the sword body, the greatsword turned dark red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air around the sword body was distorted by the high temperature.

"Brother Hao, get out of the way!"

Song Zhan looked at Brother Hao, who was still hiding under the tower shield and frantically carrying out spiritual attacks, and immediately reminded loudly.

This level of terrorist attack is definitely not something that players can resist at this stage.

Hearing Song Zhan's reminder, Brother Hao exposed his eyes from the top edge of the tower shield, and as soon as he appeared, he saw a dark red sword slashing towards him.

Brother Hao's tiger body was shocked, and he decisively pounced to the side, the dark red sword grazed the edge of his body and cut down, and the corner of the golden shield in his hand was like tofu, and was cut off by the fire demon's big sword.

"My shield!"

Brother Hao looked at the tower shield whose durability plummeted due to the missing corner, and his heart ached so much that he could barely breathe, and he knew that he would have restrained a little.

"Everyone gathers fire boss, hunter charged arrows, armor-piercing arrows focus on attacking the boss's wings, give me its wings to fold, knight stepped forward, answer Brother Hao, just in case."

Drunken Jiangshan retreated and gave instructions at the same time.

Song Zhan saw that Brother Hao had escaped, and he was also relieved, and he no longer hesitated, and accelerated the output.

With the order of the drunken Jiangshan, a large number of attacks fell towards the fire demon's wings, and by the time the fire demon realized that something was wrong, the originally wide and powerful flesh wings had turned into a battle-damaged style skeleton.

After two tentative flappings, the familiar lift did not appear, but a wind tunnel-like whistling sound reached the ears of the fire demon Babota.

The flame demon who had lost his wings was already a turtle in the urn, and under the siege of nearly two thousand people, he held on for another half an hour, and his blood volume was finally about to bottom out.

Song Zhan took a decisive step forward, the Eternal Furnace was running at full strength, and the battle qi and physical strength, including half of the blood mass, were all converted into blazing energy, and the qi waves exploded, and the whole person rushed towards the sky like a rocket.

Heartbreaker!

With the blessing of the energy of the Eternal Furnace, Song Zhan jumped to a height of 100 meters before he lost the strength to rise and turned around, like a comet, burning with golden red flames all over his body, and fell towards the top of the Flame Demon's head.

The strong wind pressure was coming, and the fire demon looked up at the rapidly falling comet in the air, a flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and the big sword in his hand was raised with difficulty.

Before the block was formed, the golden red comet was already facing it.

"Whew!"

The dark red skin was cut, the muscles were severed, the indestructible neck bone was cut off by a huge force, and the Shattered Star Painting Halberd in Song Zhan's hand was cut off from the neck of the Fire Demon and cut out of his right chest.

-17000！

-3400！

"Boom!"

The earth shook, the dust flew, and in the bursting flames, under the blood gushing like magma, Song Zhan was like a killing god from outside the sky, and fell to the ground with a bang.