Kill That Man

He knew that his true strength was not as good as the opponent's, and the passive beatings that he started could not be avoided.

He has been working hard to resist the opponent's attack with the minimum mana output.

After Wang Junmao attacked for five or six minutes, he still felt agitated when he had not defeated the enemy.

He didn't expect the enemy to hide so much.

At this point, the crowd didn't smile. Many disciples in the inner courtyard opened their eyes wide, and carefully observed how Huaimengde dodged and blocked, trying to learn his skills.

Generally speaking, the disciples in the base period will be defeated in one minute when they meet the masters of Jindan. In the ring games, this time will be shortened by more than half because of the limited shelter area and the inability to use powerful spells.

Whitemond's persistence for so long without getting hurt has made many people feel unbelievable.

An elder praised: "This boy's evasion and use of small spells have been fantastic, and they are exemplary."

A group of elders could not help nodding.

Jian Guangxi and Xiao Zhengchu were gloated.

Jian Guangxi laughed loudly: "Pharaoh, you can do it. Pack up a disciple in the courtyard, it's been so long!"

Xiao Zhengchu praised, "He chose you to challenge, and he really has a vision."

Wang Junmao was already anxious, and when he heard the ridicule and sarcasm of the two, he didn't get angry.

He snorted and made a big move.

With a single finger, the eight-faced ancient sword whistled and turned into a blue light pointing directly to Li Huaide's heart.

Li Huaide guarded his Feijian early, seeing that Feijian was really here, and he was stunned.

Divine consciousness was approaching the flying sword, he moved at a high speed, blocked the sight of Wang Junmao by the iron ape, he flew away shortly, leaving behind a phantom of his place.

The eight-faced ancient sword locked his breath, sprinting on the phantom quickly, stabbing dozens of swords back and forth before blinking.

Wang Junmao's divine thought left in the ancient sword felt the stab in the target, he took back the ancient sword, and turned his head proudly to look around. He thought he would receive cheers from everyone.

And the crowd still stared at the stage, with an incredible exclamation in their mouths.

He paused, looked back, and found that Huaimund was still alive on the stage.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Jian Guangxi and Xiao Zhengchu laughed abruptly, and Jian Guangxi cried out loudly: "Pharaoh, your sword-stabbing technique is so good, I really admire it."

Xiao Zhengchu nodded again and again and said, "It's a pride that Pharaoh's swordsmanship is unique, admire it!"

Wang Junmao was half dead with anger, and once again the sword stabbed at the enemy.

Li Huaide repeated his tricks and avoided the attack of Feijian.

Missing three consecutive stabs, Wang Junmao finally found the reason. He saw through the eyes of the iron ape how the enemy resolved.

Wang Junmao is so angry!

Hold the grass! What kind of illusion? How could you ever cheat my flying sword? Who taught him? Why didn't I know that Pingtian Guan had this illusion?

With a thought, he directed the Iron Ape to go behind the enemy, and he moved in front of the enemy to form a double-sided pinch. In this case, the enemy's illusions should never try to lie to him.

The illusion was not created by Li Huaide, but the silver fox's demon art.

When Li Huaide decided to be challenged to become a true disciple, he searched for the silver fox demon pet. In October, he was lucky to find one. He had been reborn as a silver fox, and he learned far more black magic than the silver fox trained. Through the spiritual connection, he taught a lot of black magic to his own black pet, he can even control the black pet to use the black magic he wants.

In a sense, he can use the silver fox demon as his avatar. This is the confidence that he dares to challenge and has the confidence to defeat Wang Junmao.

Wang Junmao sacrificed the flying sword again, and the light of the sword shot at the enemy like electricity.

Li Huaide guessed that Wang Junmao's tactical intentions when he saw the iron ape walking behind him.

auzw.com While moving at high speed, he adjusted his position.

After a while, he formed a line with Wang Junmao and Iron Ape.

At this point Li Huaide had moved to the edge of the ring, with Iron Ape behind him, less than a hundred meters from the edge of the ring.

Wang Junmao, 500 meters in front of Li Huaide, remotely controlled the flying sword to pursue the enemy. Fei Jian was less than 20 meters from Li Huaide. The iron ape is only twenty meters away from Li Huaide.

This distance looks far away, but for Feijian and Iron Ape, it is almost instantaneous.

Li Huaide used the wind spell to add to himself and Silver Fox.

One person and one fox suddenly accelerated, rushing back to Wang Junmao, and Gu Jian was blocked by Li Huaide's back.

A transfigured Li Huaide appeared again behind him.

The ancient sword locked the phantom and stabbed again at high speed.

At this time, Wang Junmao left the protection of the Iron Ape and had no magic weapon in his hand.

Li Huaide and Silver Fox increased the speed by the wind spell, and rushed to Wang Junmao like lightning.

The crowd exclaimed, holding their breath to watch this wonderful change.

Li Huaide has always used the fire system in the sky view, and no one knows that he is also good at the second water system.

His reincarnations were not in vain.

Wang Junmao was startled at first, but he did not expect that Huaimengde dared to rush over to himself.

Immediately, he was furious and wanted to take back the ancient sword, but the ancient sword was still being assassinated in the established mode, and it took a second or two to take control again.

Seeing that Huaimengde was coming too fast, Wang Junmao shouted: "Sword up!"

He turned his mana, used the magic sword, a brilliant golden sword appeared out of thin air, and stabbed at the enemy like lightning.

He consciously locked in the breath of Whitemond.

Li Huaide had anticipated that he would lie down and one person and one fox suddenly became four silver foxes.

Four silver foxes flew for a while like four silver lights.

Everyone was dazzled, and couldn't tell where Whitemond was.

Wang Junmao's Excalibur hit the air.

The crowd was full of exclamation.

Wang Junmao was a little panicked. While flying backwards, he looked left and right, glancing at the enemy with divine knowledge. He was holding the tactics in his hands, but did not know where to fight.

He couldn't tell whether the four silver foxes were true or false, and he didn't know where White Dream was.

Seeing that the enemy was near, he had no choice but to send out a group of swordsmanship.

Dozens of white lights flew out of his hand, piercing the four silver foxes.

He hoped to stop the enemy for a while, wait for him to take back the ancient sword, and wait for the iron ape to come back.

The four silver foxes accelerated again, avoiding dozens of Jianguang.

Wang Junmao was really panicked this time, and Huaimengde rushed up. He wasn't afraid, but the silver fox in Jin Danjing was close, and it was very dangerous.

The Silver Fox melee can't beat the Iron Ape, but it is much simpler to deal with the weak Taoist priests.

Wang Junmao cautiously added himself a protective spell, at the same time accelerated his flight around, and at the same time kept releasing Jianguang to block the enemy. He wanted to bypass the silver fox and join his demon pet and ancient sword.

Jian Guangxi exclaimed, "Holding the grass, this kid Huai Mengde is hiding so deeply. Does this trick make people one and the same? He plays fox so well."

Xiao Zhengchu said solemnly: "The kid must be a fox reincarnation."

Jian Guangxi didn't hear that she was joking, and said seriously: "It makes sense!"