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"My God... there are only three left in the Greek national team, but our national team still has five!"

"My God, I really have a chance!!"

Zhaohua used the bow and Tianyan realm made by the White Feather Holy Willow plus the enchantment ability of the Holy Silver, and shot through Erin's defense with an arrow, causing the situation to tilt towards this side.

"But Erin, Zhero of the British team, Asha Ruiya and Gamemnon of the Greek team are still there, and look at Zhaohua, he has even lifted the Wings of the Wind. I'm afraid that there are not many demons in his wind element demon to provide him. And he opens both doors at the same time, and that demon energy must be consumed seriously."

"Yes, and Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu have been fighting for so long. I guess the three generals of the National Government can't hold on for long now."

Although Zhaohua's arrow is powerful, it is not simple. It not only uses the Tianyan Domain and Tianyan Fire, but also integrates Long Yi's explosion flame. It also has two unprecedented explosion flames, and the burden is not light.

Zhaohua’s biggest problem is magic energy. His magic energy is not infinite. The effect of opening the two doors at the same time is very good, but the consumption of magic energy is also extremely serious.

Zhaohua wiped his sweat. He couldn't even maintain the Wings of Wind. Now there are not many magical energy left, and even the magical energy of the Moon Cross Magic Artifact has been used up. Fortunately, his summoning beast is still there, and the worst case is to hide himself and let Long Yi and the others fight by themselves.

Long Yi and Xiong Da were both injured, but there was still a little demonic energy. Moreover, even if they did not have demonic energy, they had extremely strong combat power based on their physical bodies.

Just as Zhao Hua was thinking about countermeasures, the referee Gao Xuan suddenly said: "Captain of the British National Team! Zhero, he has lost his qualification for the game!!"

!!!!!!???

Zhaohua showed a relieved expression when he heard this and murmured to himself: "Fortunately, this guy Mo Fan will still explode when it is time to explode."

The flames dissipated, and Erin and the earth-type Roman both showed unbelievable expressions.

"Zheluo...lost?!" Erin couldn't believe at all. How could Zheluo lose to Mo Fan?

If Mo Fan was in full state and fought with Zheluo, Irene still felt that Mo Fan had a 20% chance of winning, but now Mo Fan is at the end of his strength and has exhausted his energy. How could he beat Zheluo who completely restrained him?! What happened!

"Captain... Captain lost?! Impossible! How could the captain lose? Could it be Asha Ruiya?" Roman protected Erin with the soil tying, not caring even if he was burned, and he looked strong and strong.

But Zheluo's defeat made him lose his fighting spirit, as if his spiritual pillar had collapsed.

Erin said to Roman, "You leave first."

"Master Duke?"

"Your earth magic energy has been exhausted, and his flame is not that simple. You have suffered serious burns to protect me. If you drag it down, something will happen."

Roman nodded in disappointment. He was a defensive mage who majored in the earth-type system and the other two types had no effect in front of Zhaohua's summoned beasts. And as Erin said, in order to protect Erin, who had used up all the defensive magic tools, he was always in the flames and was indeed very burned.

"Roman, the British National Team, lost the game."

Zhaohua looked at Aileen and recycled the necklace of the shaman emperor spirit shadow that had consumed all the magic energy and said, "What? Do you want to use the last magic tool?"

Erin smiled slightly and took out a jade-white flute, but did not play it immediately. Instead, she smiled and said calmly: "Are you afraid? This is a magic flute."

Zhaohua also replied with a smile and said, "For the sake of being the Grand Duke Erin, I will listen to your song quietly."

Erin pinched the hem of her skirt with both hands, bowed gently and said, "Then it's better to obey your orders than respect, the little girl is ugly."

The last spiritual magic energy condensed in Erin's body. The magic energy gathered on the flute, and the beautiful tone came, and even the referee beside him was fascinated by the sound.

Zhaohua closed his eyes and listened quietly. Even the little Feng Silkworm and the Blue Star Fox were listening to the performance. Xiong Da and Long Yi also put away their irritable hearts and did not exude evil spirits.

This is indeed a pretty wonderful tone, making people want to give up everything and keep intoxicated.

After a moment, Erin stopped playing, Zhaohua couldn't help but applaud and said, "It's a great thing to do if you don't wake up."

Erin said with some regret: "You are the first high-level mage who is not confused by the flute. But I don't have magic power anymore. When I see His Highness, please give me a greeting to her."

The referee said calmly: "Eileen of the British NPC team lost the qualification for the game, and all the British NPC team members were eliminated."

The British NPC team was actually the first to be eliminated!

Zhaohua nodded. His yellow holy light and blue light disappeared at this time. Erin's magic flute combines the mind and sound system, and its power is quite terrible. It may not be stopped by the Blue Star Fox alone, and even the super-level mage has the chance to get hit.

However, with the Holy Light Guardian of the Holy Silver and the Concentrated Guardian of the Blue Star Fox, Zhaohua was not afraid of Erin at all, so when formulating the tactics, Zhaohua came to deal with Erin.

"Let's go, let's help Ai Jiangtu first, and Mo Fan let him stay."

Gaba! Roar!!

On the other side, Mo Fan's big characters were spread on the ground. Although he had a big sperm, his body was extremely bad. There was no good piece of flesh or skin on his body, and his hair turned into an explosive head.

The referee couldn't help but come over to look at Mo Fan. Mo Fan said with difficulty: "Don't touch me, if you touch me, you will be eliminated."

The referee frowned and said, "Do you have any means to recover? It's useless to keep it without any combat power."

Mo Fan grinned and said, "Don't worry, I will recover soon."

A minute later, Mo Fan was able to stand up in a daze when the referee was stunned, but he walked like a father-in-law in his seventies and eighties, looking for a stick to support him.

Suddenly, a voice came from the dense forest.

"Although I don't want to take advantage of others' danger, we have the virtue of being alive and cannot bear the suffering of sentient beings. It's better to end up early if you do this."

Mo Fan turned his head and looked at him. He didn't know this guy with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

This guy is Mita, the Greek player who was chased by Santa and Xiong Da. However, in the end, the three tails found the Dark Sword Lord, and Mita didn't know where he ran, so it turned out to be hiding.

Mo Fan sneered: "The virtue of life is good? Oh, you are the one who is from a ruined temple."

Mita said with a cold look on his face: "Our Parthenon is noble, save the world, and do not allow others to insult!"

"Haha, not only is Asha Ruiya's bitch hypocritical, but you all are all, that's the same. That bitch can be a saint, so naturally the people under his command are like this. Isn't it better to hide well, but I just like to show off. You are the Guanyin soldier of that bitch, right? I hope you can smile for a night?"

Mita was immediately furious. Asha Ruiya was a saint and the goddess and faith in his heart, and she was actually insulted so much!

"I will want you to regret it!! Soul Road - Heart Mixed Prison Formation!!"

Looking at Mita's spiritual magic and angry expression, Mo Fan smiled and said, "If you are angry, you are prone to making mistakes. Concentrating the necklace!"

The magic weapon on Mo Fan's neck was his last magic tool. Although he was beaten up badly, he was not attacked by spiritual magic so he never had the chance to use it.

Although Mo Fan's magic weapon is only spiritual and cannot withstand high-level spiritual magic, it is enough to give him a thought of time.

Whoosh!!! Behind Mita, a branch on the ground was wrapped in silver-white light, turning into streaming light and stabbing Mita's back heart.
Chapter completed!