Hey, I'm out!

After a brief period of astonishment, Zhao Yun immediately rolled around a donkey in the perceived vacancy to dodge the round of dodge and strafe.

After all, Ares's 3D model had just been built, and this wave of dodges was not like the previous ones that could seal the dodge space, and Zhao Yun was able to dodge it "calmly".

Zhao Yun, who wiped the ground again, turned over and bounced up, and had a judgment in his heart.

These gravitational lines are used for positioning, well, like radar bats or something, so I can try that.

Zhao Yun thought of a countermeasure, and another wave of crutches hit him in his perception, and this time the crutches and flashes have significantly improved in terms of accuracy and strength, which shows that Ares has basically adapted to the new perspective.

Not only did Ares launch an impact at the same time, and his strong body, driven by the repulsive force, followed the Crutch Flash, violently crashing through the clouds and rushing towards Zhao Yun.

I'll turn!

In the face of a more clever dodge attack, Zhao Yun did not dodge.

Based on the saint-level energy, he condensed a bunch of large and small white clouds in front of him, and then these white clouds rotated like a whirlpool, and the small whirlpool formed a large whirlpool, and the positive whirlpool was matched with the reverse whirlpool, stirring up the small space in front of him.

Ares's gravitational line immediately spun or strangled, and even the crutch was deflected, revealing a large number of flaws in the crutch array that had originally blocked all the dodge space.

Ares didn't panic when he saw this, although he was a little surprised by Zhao Yun's endless methods, but this did not prevent him from attacking next - no matter how Zhao Yun dodged, he would quickly catch up, as long as he was close, he had a good chance of winning.

Sure enough, the hammer must be hammered, and Ares' wish to get close to him was fulfilled in an instant, in a way that he did not expect.

Zhao Yun didn't dodge, he broke through the vortex in front of him, and suddenly appeared in front of Ares with the blood hole that was not completely deviated, and a fierce elbow hit Ares's face with an unclear expression.

It was as if the same scene was playing out again, the same Ares who used traction to rush at high speed, the same Zhao Yun who suddenly appeared unexpectedly, the same elbow, but the last voice was no longer the same.

This time, Ares had time to raise his arm.

Zhao Yun's elbow slammed into the hard crutch, and the ferocious power strengthened by the saint-level energy passed through the slightly deformed crutch and arm to his face, still as if he had been hit with a heavy punch.

Before Ares could fight back, a condensed white cloud rolled onto Ares' face again, but Zhao Yun's figure suddenly became shorter.

His target was the small round ball that Ares pinned to his waist.

Ares's face had enough of the blow this time, so that this time the pain had not caused much waves, and even the pain seemed to be numb, and his thoughts were extremely clear.

Under the radiation of the gravitational line, Ares "saw" Zhao Yun who was short, and instantly understood the opponent's intention, ignoring the darkness and suffocation caused by the white clouds covering his face, and pushed his right knee hard.

The powerful repulsion made the top of Ares' knee shoot like a rocket, and at the moment when Zhao Yun's thief's hand was not stretched out, a big depression was slammed into his face, and several teeth and blood spurted out and spilled on the ground.

Unknown, a drop of that mouthful of blood happened to fall on the small round ball, and the silver-blue ball flashed brightly, and then sucked the bright blood into it, and then there was no movement.

It's really a fast coming.

However, Zhao Yun was much luckier than Ares, as a literate saint-level, Zhao Yun's saint-level energy was still up to the reinforcement on his face.

Therefore, like a blonde lady who almost had her leg broken by the cheeky Zhao Yun, Ares's knee also suffered a shock that it should not have suffered, and the same tearing sound sounded clearly in his ears through the periosteum.

Sita Latining's, what kind of fairy skin is this!

With a strong depression, Ares wiped the clouds on his face through the energy conversion of the small round ball, and at the same time, like Ms. Ouyang, he hugged his knees and jumped away with one foot.

And Zhao Yun, who has a steel skin, can't chase after him, the strong concussion and pain made him lose his mobility for a short time, and it took two seconds to settle down before he came back to his senses.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yun looked at Ares who was carefully putting down his right foot not far away, and the sight of the three eyes met, sending out fierce sparks, followed by another impact launched at the same time.

As if caught in the blood, Zhao Yun did not close the clouds this time to reorganize the offensive, and the competition circle at this time was like a doughnut, with a circle of snow-white clouds and mist on the periphery, and a small circle in the middle, and Zhao Yun and Ares fought again in this small circle.

I like it!

Ares roared angrily in his heart, and he didn't bother to do any 3D modeling anymore, staring at Zhao Yun with his left eye through the red curtain is crutch.

However, the frontal hardness is just Ares's wishful thinking, Zhao Yun is just making a show, he is really rushing, but halfway through, two cloud horses rushed out of the clouds on both sides, raised their hooves and kicked Ares on both heads.

Encountering a sudden attack, Ares did not panic at all, and flew up and down with crutches during the run, instantly breaking the horse's hooves without slowing down.

However, after the two cloud horses were broken, the "chemical vine" that immediately carried out the old routine was directly blocked in the lower three roads, becoming a veritable tripping horse vine.

Ares did not hesitate to hit these two tripping vines reinforced by saint-level energy, he thought that his energy was rushing like a sea, these cloud vines would break if they touched it slightly, who knew that the opponent was too cunning to reinforce, and the vine was not broken.

Ares, who was running at high speed, was tripped as Zhao Yun expected, and his majestic body flew forward, waiting there was a kick that Zhao Yun was ready to take.

"Smack!"

Zhao Yun's ferocious kick slammed into the fast-reacting crutch, and his leg bones immediately made a miserable sound.

In an instant, Zhao Yun only felt that the lower half of his body no longer belonged to him, and tears and snot almost gushed out.

I don't know where the brute strength came from, he forced his legs to kick the ground with the pain, and angrily pounced on Ares who turned back and stood firm, but this kick made the calf that had been hit harder and more painful, and the tears and snot that were holding back were directly squeezed out.

As a result, Ares, who was proud of his skillful response, was suddenly faced with a major life choice, whether to face the "filthy" attack that hit the soul directly, or to give priority to dealing with the fist that Zhao Yun pounced on and raised.

Hmph, you have a steel face, I have an iron will! "Filth" attack, just use a strong iron will to collide.

Ares, who had made up his mind, saw the red with blue, blue with yellow, sticky and smelly "filth" out of the corner of his eye, his hands suffocated, his body leaned back uncontrollably, his fingers stretched out to point to the "filth", and scolded in a cold and anxious voice:

"Don't come here!"

Ares didn't say anything about the realm of Fa Sui, so he couldn't dodge the "filth", and naturally he didn't block Zhao Yun's fist.

There is no doubt that this is the masterpiece of a certain small round ball, which instantly gave Zhao Yun the opportunity to turn over and become a master.

Zhao Yun didn't have the consciousness of how disgusting, obscene, hooligan, and scoundrel he was when he suddenly spat and snot, he only felt that his attack without fear of pain had achieved fruitful results, and his opponent had fallen into passivity.

Ares is indeed very passive, the most passive is the filth printed on the left neckline, his attention is almost entirely focused on the "filth", and he always feels that this mass will float to his neck with the wind.

What to do, what to do, sloppy to wipe, attack to dodge, firing line, 3D modeling, energy conversion, and uncontrollable backward crossing, why am I suddenly so depressed.

The 10,000 small animals running around in Ares' heart were shouting in unison, as if they were torturing his soul and cheering for his opponent, and he had no idea why his thoughts could be chaotic like a cold girl with a fawn crashing around.