"That, Senior Brother Guo, we really have a fate!" Wang Zijia showed a sneering expression.

"yes, it's quite fateful!" Guo Minglang also showed a smile, and then quickly flipped his hands.

Wang Zijia's body suddenly flashed, and lightning rushed towards Guo Minglang again.

"Coming back?" Guo Minglang's eyes were slightly cold, the aura on his body flowed, and a talisman suddenly appeared. The golden light shone brightly, and a shield of golden light completely enveloped it.

The vines around him swayed and converged towards him.

It's a pity that after Wang Zijia flashed in front of him, he didn't throw lava fireballs in his face as he had done in the previous meetings, in order to blow up the distance between the two and run away.

Instead, he drew his gun with his backhand, used the gun as a spear, and hit it like a meteor.

Guo Minglang didn't panic at all, a small shell-like shield appeared, and behind the golden light shield, a shield was established again.

Obviously, he was lucky for half a day.

"Poof!"

"Click!"

Wang Zijia struck with all his strength, and actually penetrated two layers of defense in a row. But his strength to rush forward was also exhausted, and only the tip of the spear penetrated Guo Minglang's shoulder.

Guo Minglang only frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun, and showed a cold smile at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia was slightly frightened, and decisively abandoned the gun and retreated.

Before Wang Zijia could retreat far, a strong suction force was emitted from the ground again. Surrounded by countless vines, they rose into the sky, like closed flowers, enveloping Wang Zijia and Guo Minglang in it. A huge vine ball with a hollow interior is formed.

"Vine Road: Thorns Bloom!"

In Guo Minglang's voice, countless spikes appeared on the ground and on the vines that were closing around him, including Guo Minglang in front. Thorns towards Wang Zijia from all directions.

"Ding Ding ······"

The spikes slammed into the shield, causing the entire shield to crystallize.

"Click!"

With the strength of the surrounding spikes, the shield trembled and clicked.

Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and a small shield emerged from his body. Then one fireball after another appeared, and when the fireball appeared to the sixth.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the crystallized energy shield was overwhelmed and disintegrated into crystals scattered.

The spikes around him contracted again, stabbing towards Wang Zijia.

"Boom!"

Six fireballs exploded directly.

The huge vine ball that looked like a closed man-eating flower shrank for a moment, and then a dazzling fire burst out.

"Whew······"

"Bump!"

Two figures were blasted out of the rattan ball like cannonballs. Broken vines are scattered all over the sky, and a faint green fragrance fills the air.

Guo Minglang rolled on the ground, broke many trees, and smashed a big crater before he could stop.

Standing up shakingly, his robe was shattered, and half of his body was scorched with black burns in many places.

At the wound, you can see countless filament-like teng strips wriggling, as if sewing clothes, threading needles and threads, and quickly weaving at the wound.

Wang Zijia was thrown away for a long distance, and the shield on his body flickered, but finally he didn't hold it, he shook slightly, and his aura gradually dimmed. A small crack appeared on the small shield, and the shield disappeared with it.

Wang Zijia smashed on the ground, and quickly rolled a few times, and after unloading the strength, he quickly got up.

looked up, and saw Guo Minglang also staggering to his feet.

When the two looked at each other, their eyes flashed with cold light, and more than ten spears appeared beside Wang Zijia, one by one, like sharp swords, and they flew out quickly. At the same time, he also shot out and kept getting closer to the other party.

Guo Minglang shook his body, constantly dodging the flying spear, and his body also retreated.

In this process, the vines were manipulated and Wang Zijia was constantly disturbed.

Wang Zi Jiateng moved forward and shot nine spears from his side, which was already very close to the other party.

shot one again, and Guo Minglang dodged it.

In a flash, Guo Minglang saw that the corners of Wang Zijia's mouth were slightly raised, his pupils contracted slightly, and the corner of his eyes found that the spear he had dodged was slightly different from the previous crystal red spear, and it seemed to be more like a gun.

Before he could do anything, the spear that passed by his body suddenly flashed red, and then.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded in his back, and his whole body was hit by the explosion. Even if he did the protection in time and quickly knitted a Teng shield on the back, he couldn't completely stop it.

His back was rotten and charred, and his whole body was hit by the explosion, and he collided with Wang Zijia who rushed in like lightning.

At the moment of approaching, Wang Zijia grabbed the last spear beside him, grabbed it with the spear, and stabbed straight forward.

"Poof!"

The spear directly pierced the rushing Guo Minglang, Guo Minglang only had time to turn sideways slightly, dodged the heart, let the spear pass through the chest, and was picked on the barrel of the gun by Wang Zijia.

"Whew!"

Guo Minglang did not sit still, and the moment he approached Wang Zijia, countless thorns appeared in front of him, like a hedgehog back, and Wang Zijia had a face-to-face contact.

Several thorns pierced Wang Zijia's body and peeked through his back.

Both of them looked miserable, one with a thorn pierced all over their bodies, and the other with a spear pierced through, connected together. The entire battlefield fell silent for a moment.

"Poof!"

Guo Minglang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprayed Wang Zijia's face, and the blood rarely did not have a strong fishy smell, but a faint fragrance of flowers.

But he smiled, and showed an unusually bright smile.

"Senior Brother Guo, what are you laughing at?" Wang Zijia looked at Guo Minglang and said, "If I twitch the gun for another moment, you will have to cultivate for decades!" ”

Guo Minglang laughed and said: "Everyone only knows that I am a rattan player, but almost no one knows that my rattan is poison ivy, and the poison is much more powerful than thorns!" ”

"Oh." Wang Zijia's expression was flat, and his face did not change and said, "Do you want to talk about the fragrance of flowers that permeated the air when you fought just now, or do you want to say the stinger inserted into my body at this moment?" ”

"You ······" Looking at Wang Zijia's expression, Guo Minglang said in surprise: "Have you cultivated toxin resistance?" ”

Wang Zijia didn't reply, and the spear turned slightly, intending to inflict more serious injuries on him.

"Hmm!"

Guo Minglang's face turned pale and let out a muffled snort.

Immediately without waiting for Wang Zijia to continue, Guo Minglang's body quickly faded and was manipulated to withdraw from the game.

Wang Zijia was in a trance at first.

"Value +4356!"

After exchanging all the toxins for the spirit root, he sat down on the ground.

As for why it wasn't exchanged for Xiuwei?

He is now in a suppressed state, and he can't immediately complete the final Dao Ji condensation and be expelled from the competition?!

[Guo Minglang was seriously injured and deported, named: fourth! ] 】

"Whew!"

(End of chapter)