Flame battlefield.

The battle between Qingqian Shiyun and the Battle Soul Xiaoge sparked a warm cry from the audience.

It was lively below, and the battles on the battlefield were even more exciting.

Qingqian Shiyun pulled the bowstrings, and the magic arrow broke into the strings. Five magic swordsmans with dark blue light flew out in five directions, shooting towards the key points of the War Soul Xiaoge opposite.

At this moment, the War Soul Xiaoge was covered with a thick black aura, like clouds and mist. He couldn't see where his body was. When Qing Qian Shiyun's Demon-Breaking Arrow flew, the black fog in front of him was slowly pierced by the light of the Demon-Breaking Arrow as a veil. Until the black fog appeared in the black fog, his slightly closed black pupils suddenly opened!

When his eyes opened, three strong black energy rays shot out at the same time!

The secret technique of the undead - Dark Killing!

The cold and gloomy killing aura was as heavy as a mountain. The black energy was firmly locked at Qingqian Shiyun, which was thirty yards away, was like three black giant pythons, crossing the air barrier at an extremely fast speed and flew towards Qingqian Shiyun.

Qingqian Shiyun's expression was as usual, and she pulled the thunder-eyed shadow bow in her hand and fired three arrows in a row! It was the most skilled single-body attack skill she had used since she entered the game - the Enchanted Arrow!

The sound of clear arrows and the cold killing aura were intertwined in a moment of touch, and three sounds suddenly resounded like a bolt from the blue throughout the entire flaming battlefield.

The strong wind roared! The violent energy continued to evacuate in all directions.

When all the wind and energy fluctuations slowly faded, the simplest three arrows blocked the powerful secret technique of the undead, Qing Qian Shiyun of the dark killing of the toes on the ground, and five blue arrows were like running green thunder, shooting towards the war soul with a strong sound of breaking the wind.

The battle became more and more intense.

When the battle became more and more popular, many people kept their breath, fearing that they would miss any detail. Many people were watching it and exclaimed some sincere praise.

A half-orc warrior with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist said: "The goddess of Qingqian Shiyun is so powerful. In such a short period of time, she can launch a magic arrow attack again. How high is the magic value and proficiency to achieve this?"

Hearing this, a miserable Void Hidden Killer, who was covered with whiteboard equipment, took over the conversation: "The world of the peak powerhouses cannot be understood by us, the group of **s. For the goddess of poetry standing on the clouds, any unreasonable thing may become real in her. How can the No. 1 Dark Night Archer in the Thirty-Six Huacheng be able to bear it at will?"

The orc warrior glanced at the miserable Void Hidden Killer and sighed: "Yes, the night elf snatcher is not a particularly powerful profession at the moment. Qingqian Shiyun can play this profession so well, and this talent is extremely enviable."

Listening to the two of them, a flame mage who was watching the game seriously joined their topic and smiled and said, "Qingqian Shiyun's combat methods are still a little less. Zhanhun Xiaoge's strength has only been five or six percent of the strength. Don't underestimate him. It is difficult for Qingqian Shiyun to beat him."

**Si's Void Hidden Killer retorted: "If the goddess of Shiyun can't win this battle soul laughing song, then who can do it? Dead stars or lonely rain with the wind?"

The Master of Flame frowned slightly, but he still analyzed politely: "Although I didn't really like War Soul Xiaoge before, I have never seen any player who can beat him on the Fire Battlefield since his second transfer. Falling Stars and Gu Yu Suifeng are very strong. When they meet War Soul Xiaoge, they may not win at all. War Soul Xiaoge is the strongest storm in the China region of League of Legends."

The orc warrior with a tiger-backed and bear-backed back responded with a little ridiculous and disdainful tone: "League of Legends? Someone has brought up that old game? The arrogant guy is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue. I won't comment on whether he can kill the Falling Star. Anyway, no matter he is awesome, I don't believe he can do the lonely rain and wind."

Master Lieyan looked unhappy and said with a look of displeasure: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to people like you who are unsavvy."

...

The so-called laymen watch the excitement, the experts watch the tricks, and millions of viewers have their own opinions, but there are very few people who can truly understand the direction of the battle between the simple poem and the battle soul laughing song.

The real direction of the battle on the ring was seen by the flame mage. Judging from the current situation of the battle, Qingqian Shiyun held the initiative in attack. On the other hand, Battle Hun Xiaoge was mainly defending, seemingly passive, but in fact he felt a little relaxed. When Qingqian Shiyun's offense became weak, his attack would also explode, catching her off guard.

This is exactly the case.

Although Qingqian Shiyun is very strong, her offensive slowly declined after repeated attacks.

The secret technique of the undead - soul shackles!

When her offensive weakened to a certain extent, Zhan Hun Xiaoge suddenly roared, and three rich black lights turned heavily in the space, and then shot out at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect, and instantly hit Qing Qian Shiyun, who was far away from thirty yards away.

The three invisible forces are as strong as mountains and as strong as shackles. The object they are bound is not the body, but the soul. If you struggle a little, bursts of intense pain will come from the depths of the soul. Qing Qian Shiyun is difficult to break free for a while.

The secret technique of the undead - the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword!

Buzzing!

When the sound of the War Soul Xiaoge sounded gloomy, a sound of trembling like thousands of fine needles suddenly came out of the air. Immediately, a five-foot giant sword with heavy black light broke out from the empty space and slashed towards Qingqian Shiyun at a rapid lightning speed!

bite!

A crisp sound of gold and iron interweaving sounds between lightning and fire resounded throughout the audience.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword hit the Taiqing Sword in Qingqian Shiyun's hand. She bit her thin lips lightly and her white wrist trembled slightly. The Taiqing Sword immediately transformed into a circle of ripples of sword energy with its slender jade fingers as the center.

It was like a stone hitting the water, causing many waves to stir up on the calm lake.

Taiqing sword dance!

"Those who abandon me will not stay yesterday."

"Those who disturb my heart will be more worried today."

When the Taiqing sword dance was spinning, an ethereal and clear sound seemed to penetrate the void and convey it from the eternal vastness. Everyone present was shocked.

Who has never heard of these two sentences by any Chinese who are familiar with Chinese civilization?

Look at the clear and shallow poetic rhyme on the ring again! The Taiqing sword dance is as elegant as a butterfly dance, transforming into many ups and downs of blue light, and it also brings up the swaying sword shadow. In the overlap between the light and shadow, there is also a sword energy that is lingering across the straits!

Crack!

The sword energy hit the dark soul-devouring demon sword, making waves of bone-moving sounds.

When the sound of the bone movement slowly became strong, Qin's sword roar, the Taiqing sword in Qingqian Shiyun's hand flew out in response, turning into a blue stream of light, wherever he was heading, he was invincible! The goal of this sword was the Battle Soul Xiaoge!

Facing this sword, Zhan Hun Xiaoge's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

This sword has no shocking energy or gorgeous light. It looks ordinary and has almost no other characteristics except for its amazing speed.

But in the eyes of War Soul Xiaoge, the amazingness of this sword is definitely more fierce than the sword that fell to death by Xingchen when he killed his brother War Soul Dragon Knight in the Warcraft Mountains.

Saw!

The sword light of Taiqing Sword was like a giant wheel that broke through, shattering the black luster that enveloped Zhan Hun Xiaoge. Immediately, in the flash of the sword light, a high damage hovered above Zhan Hun Xiaoge's head that was impossible to see directly!

“—12000!”

When the damage of up to 12,000 yuan rose into the air, the entire flaming battlefield was silent.

Everyone in the audience was silent for a moment. Except for the sound of breathing, everyone's eyes were stunned. The next moment, the shouts and applauses like roaring like mushrooms after a rain resounded throughout the audience.

However, the clear and shallow poetic rhyme is not at all happy.

Her eyes fell in front of the place where the War Soul Xiaoge lay on the corpse.

The applause around gradually subsided, and gradually, everyone's eyes fell on the area that looked a little strange with Qing Qian Shiyun's eyes.

Isn’t War Soul Xiaoge dead?

Why did the Iron-faced judge not announce the result of the battle? Why did Qingqian Shiyun have no relaxed expression, but instead look like she was facing a great enemy?

What's the situation?

In the dark, there was a mysterious and creepy old voice quietly turning from vague to clear.

"When darkness permeates the world, my figure will be everywhere. When the human race loses its shackles, my arrival will bring everything in the world back to the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs. I accept the offerings of the world, but I am abandoned by the world. I need blood... I need blood, come back... The great god of death."

"The Secret Art of the Undead - Rebirth of the God of Death!"

Among the people present, only Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng could see the source of the spell at a glance. He squinted his eyes and looked at the ring, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's really a talented person in the world. I didn't expect that at my age, I could still catch up with the great era of the emergence of many geniuses of the God of Fighting God. It's not easy, it's not easy. But this era is often accompanied by disasters, and I don't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster.

The old man thought about it and murmured to himself: "Well, you have to hurry up and persuade that little girl, otherwise it would be a pity for me to bring this skill into the coffin. The little girl is firm and difficult to persuade her. What method should I use? It's such a headache. Yes, start with my stupid apprentice."

Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng was thinking, and subconsciously looked at the location of his stupid disciple, thinking about how to make him submit.

Chen Fuyun suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Subconsciously swept back, Chen Fuyun found that Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng was looking at him with a bright smile like white chrysanthemums.

It's so chilling.
Chapter completed!