Knife Maniac Imasa was the first to die, and the sudden attack from all directions was impossible to guard against.

It's just that the dead Yi Zheng doesn't make people worry, and at the last moment of death, he no longer suppresses the counterattack of the exercises, and the demonic thoughts that come from the madness make him crazy, and after lifting the knife and slashing it randomly, he directly blew himself up.

Because the cold-blooded Lu Bing and the tiger king Song Ba were too close, they accepted the injury and were thrown away. Several magic weapons that attacked Yi Zheng were more or less damaged.

Wang Fatzi was alone, but he could see the form clearly, and the ten yang swords and ten swords came out together, besieging Confucian Fan from all sides, and at the same time, accelerating the rotation frequency of the spirit binding lock group, disrupting the entire battlefield. Although the Spirit Binding Lock is much more sparse, it can still have some effect.

Confucian Fan was speechless and anxious, the jade bamboo book in his hand unfolded, floating in front of him, the wordless true flame exerted his full strength, and a small fire dragon burst out of the bamboo book, facing Wang Fatzi's Ten Yang Sword.

It's just that it's hard to support alone, the overall quality of the Ten Yang Sword is better than the Jade Jian Bamboo Book, plus Wang Fatzi's mana is much thicker than Fan Wuyan's, and the little fire dragon is losing and retreating.

Fan Wuyan's face showed a touch of unwillingness, and in the next second, the decision had already been made. One turned around, the Confucian robe on his body flew up, and then expanded and burst rapidly, and the rags instantly enveloped the audience, taking advantage of this rag and blindfolding, Fan Wuyan ran to the edge of the fighting platform.

The abandoned Jade Jianzhu was also destroyed by the Ten Yang Sword during this time. Standing on the edge of the competition platform, Fan Wuyan's face was vicious, his fingers were pinched out, and the rags that flew in the audience burned, and a large white mist rose and filled the audience.

This fog obstructs, this fog is poisonous, and the toxicity is extraordinary, and he is speechless, he is already invincible, it's a big deal to jump out of the ring, maybe he will win with good luck.

The injured Tiger King Song Ba was hit, and he couldn't resist the destruction of the poisonous mist, his face was filled with black gas, and he was unwilling to send out his last blow before he died, the beast king roared, and the entire fighting platform was almost destroyed under the sound wave, but the poisonous white mist was still sticky.

Cold-blooded Lu Bing was also injured, and the poisonous fog struck, and he directly turned into a zombie during the urging of the exercises, and walked in the poisonous fog with a little enjoyment.

Others, either urging the defensive magic weapon, or urging the mana to isolate it, hurriedly began to fly upwards at the same time. It's just the shock of the beastmaster's roar that cut off their lift-off, and according to the distance, one by one they were injured and fell to the ground.

Fan Wuyan was even more depressed, although he was far away, he was in the excitement period, and he was shocked to the sidelines by the roar of the beast king carelessly, and he was directly out of the game.

With his powerful mana and long enough distance, Wang Fatzi easily resisted these attacks. It's just that the poisonous mist keeps 'rattling' and entangles with the light shield, and the eyes can only see things within a few meters, which is very annoying.

The zombified cold-blooded Lu Bing quietly found Han Yumei, smiled cruelly, and took advantage of the white mist to pounce on Han Yumei at the moment when she was ready to take off again.

Han Yumei died, and Lu Bing, who had sucked blood, was very comfortably nourished, and most of his injuries were healed. Zombie Lu Bing smiled and hurried to kill the next one.

Flying Immortal Zhao Qing's defensive magic weapon shines very brightly, others may not be able to sense it, but Lu Bing smelled the fragrance of blood, hehe, it's delicious, and he has a goal.

Several waves of group attacks, which were already good at attacking and not good at defending Zhao Qing, were also a little injured, and the attack sword was injured. Thanks to Liu Yujiao for giving her a defensive magic weapon, otherwise it would be really cool.

It's just that her master, how good can he be to her? There are really not many things to give, there are only two attacks and one defense of three magic weapons in total, except for the previous golden sword, which is a medium grade, the others are all lower grades, and only a true disciple like her who is used to it will feel satisfied.

A feeling of uneasiness came, and Zhao Qing turned his head suddenly: "Who?" Seeing the white mist in front of him, who can he find? Zhao Qing became more cautious, increasing the mana input of the defensive magic weapon.

There was a feeling of danger behind him, Zhao Qing turned around violently, and the lower grade magic sword was thrown out, but nothing was found, and he let the flying sword wander around a few times, but he didn't find anything abnormal. frowned, and continued to guard strictly, but the mana was consumed a little fast, hold on, just hold on, it's okay...

Zombie Lu Bing followed Zhao Qing from a distance, the person in front of him was too alert, the key was the small defensive shield floating in front of her, he was not sure that it would be broken with one blow. Wait, drag it out and he'll win.

Urging Lu Fei to lie quietly in the dirt, several spirit runes attached to his body concealed his breath, and a few spirit rune traps were arranged around, hehe, the light of the magic weapon, finally came to the prey.

Hey, it's Zhao Qing's girl, allies, can't you do it? There shouldn't be many people left now, alas, it's about to destroy the flowers, it's a pity, I don't want to, I haven't played it yet. Yes, yes, just step forward a little more, just step forward a little bit, brother will take you flying, hey, why did you turn back? Lu Fei lurked more carefully.

Wang Fatzi and Blood Demon Cheng Xue met in the air, Cheng Xue's body was shiny, flashing with the light of a magic weapon, and Wang Fatzi was envious.

The two of them stood in the air, staring carefully at the white mist below, whoever dared to take the lead would hit whomever they wanted, the 'combination of two swords' was guaranteed to kill one accurately, but, you guys came up, why didn't you come up?

Zhao Qing's mana was almost exhausted, and he wanted to take off from this poisonous fog, but he was stared at by people around him, and he didn't dare. Zombie Lu Bing showed bloodthirstiness, it was almost time, but he didn't run a few steps, this...

The zombie Lu Bing stepped into the spirit rune trap, urging Lu Fei to attack immediately, more than a dozen spirit runes flew out, and the zombie Lu Bing was beaten cold. Lu Fei was still not at ease, pinched the trick and recited the spell, and more than a dozen spirit runes flew out, blasting the zombie into pieces.

This white fog is beneficial to zombies, but he Lu Fei is not afraid, he just has a lot of spirit runes, he can afford it, hehe, he painted it himself, the cost is low.

"Feixian, come quickly, come to me, let's work together, I will protect you. Kill the zombies, Lu Fei whispered to Zhao Qing not far away. Hehe, my brother loves you, take a few more steps, take a few more steps, and my brother can give you a ride, love you to death.

The movement just now had already been discovered by Zhao Qing, but the visual impact of the white mist could only let Zhao Qing know that Lu Fei seemed to have killed something. Allies? Do you want to go over? Zhao Qing hesitated.

Seeing this, Lu Fei smiled, slowly walked towards Zhao Qing, signaling that there was no hostility, just now in his observation, Zhao Qing seemed to be very embarrassed, and his mana was not good, he liked it. But he's been the same in the past.

"Come, paste this, we won't be afraid of the white mist, this time, we have to save mana, hehe. Approaching, Lu Fei smiled sincerely, and at the same time, two spirit runes were thrown towards Zhao Qing. 'Peng!' he seemed to be able to foresee the fireworks, and he didn't need to be strong, so he was a first-move.