The attacks are all floating clouds does not mean that Zhao Yun can stand and let Moslis bomb, floating clouds have already killed a lot of people and beasts in his hands, he doesn't want to try it himself.

Suppressing the soul attack of the Moslis black ball, Zhao Yun's speed skyrocketed again, and he approached the two people who had just dispersed and fled in half a breath, but at this moment, the black ball arrived.

Sita Latinh!

Zhao Yun had MMP in his heart, and there was no delay in his hand, the Seven Killing Dragon Spear instantly appeared, and the silver dragon roared and drew a silver arc in the air, facing the energy ball.

He wanted to provoke the attack of the energy ball, but the invincible Panlong marksmanship against this destructive energy ball also lost its former style, after all, the disparity was too great, and Zhao Yun used all the strength to eat, and it was only a few centimeters off.

The energy ball seemed to feel that it was being led astray, and it actually chose to explode directly.

With a bang, the castless black light exploded, turning into energy needles and shooting out towards the fan in the direction of Zhao Yun, which was a directional blast.

These energy needles are dense and can't dodge the defense at all, they not only have physical energy damage but also strong soul attacks, the blue light on Zhao Yun's body flashes frequently, and the dragon spear in his hand is swung hard, but there are still needle punctures to break through the defense and stab on his body.

One and two...... Zhao Yun couldn't remember how many times he had been stabbed, it could be that he had no skin, well, except for a certain part that he had been trying to protect.

It's like washing the muscles and cutting the marrow at the beginning, and like the inheritance of the dragon lance, the incomparable pain infiltrates every inch of his body, even if it is not directly stabbed, the pain will spread along the nerves, like a knife and axe splitting fire and freezing.

This is the double weight of ice and fire that is unbearable for any race, and it is a hell of pain.

Therefore, the two guys who had not run far had turned into streamers at this time, and after only one shot, the space judged that they could not bear it.

Fortunately, although this wave of pain was extremely strong, it came and went quickly, and it dissipated in less than three seconds, and only the residual pain in the body still tormented Zhao Yun.

The dragon spear supported him as always, standing tall and straight, even if his whole body was bleeding and his breath was sluggish, but he did not despair, because he only needed to survive one more to make the cut.

The five members of the Huang clan on the other side, after everyone scattered and fled, they consciously wanted to encircle and suppress a few lone travelers, they didn't know if Zhao Yun could implicate one or two deaths, so the plan was to kill the three of them alone.

The first target is a short man who flies away on a vacuum cleaner, this guy's shape really makes people feel weak, and it is normal for persimmons to pick soft pinching.

Of course, there is a second and third goal, all of which are within Yanping's plan, which is not only hierarchical, but also very ruthless.

According to her instructions, Huang Luoyue directly took out the artifact "Huang's Cannon" at the first time.

A team of six people has two artifacts, it is simply a big tyrant among the local tyrants, if the short man who desperately escapes knows that he will be attacked by the artifact, and he doesn't know whether he is proud or depressed, maybe he is too lazy to run and commit suicide directly.

Yan Ping's eyes were blazing as she ran, she only had a two-step plan with her teammates, the first was that she was going to pester the dwarf, this thin man had a car, and it seemed that he could escape, so Huang Luoyue took the opportunity to kill him with a cannon, and the others chased and killed the second lone traveler, which was an elf, and then converged to kill the last orc.

Humans and elves are the only ones that meet the killing requirements of her Divine Breaker Dagger.

But there's a third layer to her plans.

To clear three people, time is still urgent, how can it be done quickly?

Kill teammates, as well as commit suicide.

The reason why she arranged for Huang Luoyue to use the Huang cannon, in addition to using the power of the artifact to kill, was to make Captain Huang fall into a situation where he could not move, and the last time he activated the Huang cannon, Huang Luoyue was like this.

... It's the captain's duty to protect the team, isn't it?

As for whether the infighting affects the evaluation? If Zhao Yun is eliminated, what is the role of evaluation, and the person was killed by her Yanping, what is the matter with Zhao Yun?

Quick, must be fast, Yanping silently recited this word in her heart and kept accelerating.

The others had already scattered and chased after the elves as she ordered, as long as they entangled the dwarf, as soon as Huang Luoyue's cannon sounded, the quick three kills were guaranteed.

The short man felt very keen, and when he saw Yanping constantly speeding up, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his energy was poured into the vacuum cleaner under him, and he suddenly sprayed out more powerful energy, and his speed increased again and fled out.

However, the vacuum cleaner was still not as fast as Yanping at full speed, and almost when Moslis's condensed energy ball came out of his hand, Yanping had already caught up with the short man, and the colorless dagger slashed towards the back of his neck.

It is not easy for the short man to come to the third round, the red light of the vacuum cleaner flashed, and it actually sprayed out a circle of fire-based energy aura, which exploded outward violently.

But what the short man didn't expect was that the assassin who was desperately rushing did not resist at all, but flew directly upside down dozens of meters with his ring of fire, and a pillar of azure light seamlessly crossed the void and shrouded it, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

But at this moment, Moslis's energy ball was deflected by Zhao Yun and exploded, and the violent fan-shaped impact not only instantly killed the two contestants who did not flee far, but also caused a wave of strong qi in the space where the fan-shaped range extended.

Unfortunately, the direction of the short man's escape was within the range of the air wave.

The qi wave could not affect the attack of the Huang cannon, but it inadvertently deviated from the short man, coupled with the fact that Huang Luoyue's advance calculation was not accurate enough, this must-kill blow only swept the lower body of the short man and the vacuum cleaner and evaporated, but it did not die directly, and it did not trigger spatial teleportation.

The short man had passed out, but the remnants of his body were also carried away by the energy vortex of the cannon, far away from the encirclement of the Huang clan.

This instantaneous change made even the resourceful Yanping suddenly resentful and powerless, she had already seen Moslis's attack take the two of them, and as long as the short man died, the battle would be over.

But after being stunned for half a second, Yanping had recovered, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Moslis in the distance had appeared next to Zhao Yun, who was staggering and unsteady, and the black light wrapped around her arm and was stretching towards Zhao Yun's neck.

Without hesitation, she resolutely raised the dagger in her hand and plunged it into her chest.

Actually, Moslis didn't want to kill Zhao Yun, he wanted to get out of space instead of killing, so he just wanted to catch a live mouth, Zhao Yun wouldn't die, and Yanping didn't have to commit suicide, just need to continue to hunt down the short man.

But no one knew that Moslis would not kill, and in their opinion, Zhao Yun would die, so Yanping's dagger chose a faster way to commit suicide.

At this moment, Zhao Yun was unable to resist under the claws of Moslis, the dagger in Yanping's hand was cutting to his heart, Huang Luoyue was lying stiffly on the ground, Ares shot a nodge that could not change the situation at all, Ouyang Lili was shocked but didn't know what to do and stood in place, and the ending seemed to be between Yanping or Zhao Yun.

There was one man who changed all that, a man who barely spoke and was forgotten a lot of times, the fastest man in the Huang team, Albert Stanford.

Yanping of the wind system couldn't catch up with the short man who was swept away, but Einsteinford, who specialized in the speed of the light system, seemed to foresee the future, and at the moment when the short man was swept away, he rushed over as fast as he could.

Fast, extremely fast, in the past, his speed of light specialization could only break through the sound barrier, but at this time, he was so fast that it was close to the speed of light, so fast that his armor was instantly melted by friction.

Moslis's claws failed to grab Zhao Yun, but instead passed directly through his body, seemingly staggering the space and causing no damage, and Yanping's dagger was wrapped in a soft energy in his chest, and both of them came back to life.

But what was even more surprising was that the short man was still there, and a turquoise ball of energy wrapped around him, so that his injury would not worsen.

However, Einstanford was wrapped in a pale golden ball of light, and the armor on his body had been completely lifted, but the original smooth skin was covered with collapse injuries like Zhao Yun's outbreak and burning the city, and the golden energy continued to seep into the repair, but the body was still crumbling.

Everyone in the Huang clan who came back to their senses immediately became nervous when they saw the situation in Einstanford, Yanping rushed over to support Zhao Yun, Ares also stepped forward to help the stiff Huang Luoyue, and Ouyang Lili nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes with an anxious expression.

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared next to Einstanford's golden ball of light, a light blue English suit, a plain and respectful posture, a vague but undaring face, it was actually Wang Xi, the master of the Pavilion of the Gods.