Chapter 408

Murong Feiyun doesn't have the magic weapon!

Fang Huanlan is also surprised in the fierce battle. This change goes beyond their previous plan. She thought that as the other members of the Murong family, she would definitely not use the spirit weapons to win over the guests. So she decided to break the plan one by one, and let her use the spirit weapons first to hold Murong Feiyun.

Now, the situation is much more serious.

"Don't be distracted!"

Murong Feiyun yells, kicks her foot down, presses Fang Huanlan's long gun, and shakes her back. Then she jumps again. The flame in her left palm condenses into a sword blade and stabs forward.

With the wind rolling and turbulent, the condensed translucent wings spread out behind Fang Huanlan, followed the trend and went straight up into the void, avoiding Murong Feiyun's pursuit. However, she still did not dare to be careless. Because in the previous battle, she found out a little.

Murong Feiyun has the same special martial arts. He can also temporarily transform his wings and soar in the air! However, there is no dexterity like the wings of the wind condensed by her use of the spirit weapon.

"It's no use escaping into the air."

Whoo!

As the flame rises, the light condenses into wings. Murong Feiyun jumps up and soars in the air. The five fingers of the right palm come out at the same time. On the tip of the finger, a light orange flame blade takes shape instantly.

"There's no need to run, just hold you back, that's enough."

In the air, Fang Huanlan smiles inexplicably. He swings his spear with both hands and wields the power of chopping. It's like a stick, like an axe, and it's not as powerful as a woman.

Lingpin advanced martial arts, Yue Chayuan!

This is the strongest martial arts she learned from Marshal Fang Zhuosheng of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. It is also the most proud move of the marshal who has been guarding the northern frontier for decades.

A shot is like an axe. Where the edge comes, the mountain breaks into an abyss!

"Is there another way?"

Murong Feiyun was stunned. Suddenly, she finally understood why Fang Huanlan had no more counterattack since she used the power of the spirit weapon. In fact, what she did was to gather Xuanli at this moment, the strongest shot from top to bottom.

"The descendants of Marshal Bei deserve their reputation."

A sigh, but in Murong Feiyun's eyes, but without the slightest surprise or haste, in front of the move can be called decadent, but for her, such power is still not enough.

For Nan Yan Mo Rong, lingpin martial arts is not a threat!

"Fengming Xiaotian, shower meteors."

The fire spread in both palms, and the virtual shadow of the sword blade split into a blur. The shape of the sword was like unfolding wings, and a circle of gorgeous light appeared out of the air around the most remarkable body. As the wings of the flame became clearer and flapped, a column of burning fire shot up from the sky. It was like a meteor, but it was a red flame meteor that hit the sky directly from the earth.

Boom!

The roar of shaking the world swept the whole battlefield, and the earth trembled. Xiaohui, who urged the power of the spirit weapon, was also stunned. But soon, she came back to herself and continued to look at the three people in front of her. Her left hand suddenly fell into one fell swoop, and the jade bracelet glittered more brightly.

"Out!"

"Youyou, it's now!"

Two shouts sounded at the same time. Xiaohui, who was full of confidence, suddenly saw a strange circle of ripples floating at the foot of jiqianyou, the last square. The next moment, she felt that she was in a trance. She could not care about a lot when she gritted her teeth. Xuanli in her left arm urged her to wake up the strongest blow of the spirit weapon.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

There are three deep pits on the earth. Xiao Hui, who is panting, looks at the wreckage in front of her with a sneer. Suddenly, she is stunned again.

There was no one in the pit. Her powerful blow to activate the spirit weapon is really powerful, but it is absolutely impossible to destroy the strong one in the spirit awakening realm. There is only one explanation, that is, it didn't hit at all.

"It's impossible!"

As soon as she lost her voice, she looked around for a few times, but she didn't see anyone. After a moment, she seemed to react to something. Looking back, she saw four figures in her sight.

In addition to Mu Yinyin, Chang Xuanxuan and Ji Qianyou, there is ningyue who is rushing to help.

However, only three people can still stand, Ji Qianyou seems to be weak, half squatting on the ground, and the most forward position.

"How could you escape?"

Xiaohui shouts. After using the spirit weapon, the remaining Xuanli in her body is less than 30%. She thought it was a necessary move for potential. However, it seems that she didn't get any success.

"We didn't hide at all, but you missed."

The evening Yin Yin smiles and points to the earth.

"Haven't you found out yet? You are not standing there

For the audience who saw the scene just now, they naturally know what happened at that moment. To be exact, we should just see why Xiaohui hit the air with one move, and why she hit the air is just like a cloud.

At the moment when Xiaohui is ready to launch an attack, she and Ji Qianyou disappear for a moment. Then when they reappear, they both move forward in the opposite direction and finally stand back to back. Because Ji Qianyou's position is the last, Xiao Hui is not in the original position of Ji Qianyou, but she is also behind Chang Xuanxuan and mu Yinyin.

Therefore, she thought that the potential of the first strike was launched, so it was impossible for her to hit the target.

It's true that in the initial tactical prediction, mu Yinyin didn't consider that the spirit weapon would appear on people other than Murong Feiyun, but she had a long-term plan on how to deal with it. If it is a power enhancing auxiliary psionic weapon, all members will disperse and delay until the end of the duration. If it's a direct attack spirit weapon, just as she is about to complete the move, let Ji Qianyou use her unique magic method, change the position of the opponent, and let her hit the air with one move.

Although I didn't expect that Xiaohui would be the last one to cast the spirit weapon, the countermeasures discussed before were still used.

Xiaohui, who has finally found the clue, certainly doesn't know what tricks she has hit to change her position. However, she is quite sure of one thing. Just now, of course, it was some people from the opposite side who made the ghost.

"Damn, even if there is no spirit weapon, I can also solve you!"

Angry voice rebukes, small Hui quite gun jumps out.

At the same moment, Ning Yue swept his body and stepped on it. The left sword and the right sword roared together and cut in a staggered way.

Ding! Ding!

The spear was violent and trembling, and her body sank down. Xiaohui was defeated, but she would not give up. She twisted her wrists, split the spear into two, and thrust it up again.

"Xiao Hui, that's enough. Stop it."

All of a sudden, Murong Feiyun's cheers come from afar, and ningyue and Xiaohui in the fierce battle move at the same time. At the same time, the body shape solidification and running in the evening Yin Yin, shake a few steady body, turn to hear a look.

Suddenly, Ning Yue, Chang Xuanxuan, mu Yinyin and Ji Qianyou stare at each other, and they can't bear to sigh.

In the side behind Murong Feiyun, the scarred Fang Huanlan kneels on the ground with a long gun and gasps violently. Although he is still conscious, he is unable to fight any more. On the robe, cracks and anxiety spread everywhere.

Murong Feiyun didn't seem to be as calm as she was at the beginning, and her appearance didn't change or hurt, but vaguely, it seemed that her breath was no longer as full as her appearance, and she didn't have the edge at that time.

"Miss, I..." Xiao Hui lowered her two guns and lowered her head.

"Xiaohui, you've done a good job. Step back. I'll take the rest. "

After that, Murong Feiyun stepped forward slowly, glanced over ningyue, nodded solemnly, and then said, "I apologize for yesterday's rude proposal. You are very strong, much more powerful than I thought. At the expense of two people, I was able to replace four members of my team, which I did very well. Under the same conditions, it is impossible for me to complete the task

"But you're still standing there unscathed. The biggest variable of the whole game is yourself. The threat you bring to us is greater than the other four

Ning Yue shakes his head and sighs, strides forward, and puts the sword into the scabbard. At the same time, he passes through Murong Feiyun directly.

Murong Feiyun didn't stop, just move out of the way, looking at the other side to the half kneeling Fang Huanlan.

"Hard work. All along, thank you for being willing to play around with us. Let's have a rest. We'll do the rest. We will never fail the opportunity you have given us. "

He took off his robe and put it on Fang Huanlan. Ning Yue patted her on the shoulder. Then he turned around and looked. His right hand was on the hilt again.

All of a sudden, he felt that his arm was caught by someone from behind. Looking back, he saw Fang Huanlan slowly raise the long gun in his hand and hand it to him.

"According to Darby's rules, in a game, a team can only activate the power of one psionic weapon, but there is no limit. That psionic weapon can only be used by one person. Use it. With this, you have a better chance of winning. The usage is very simple. As long as you feel the power of Lingfeng in the gun, you can soar in the air. "

"Leave it to me."

Ning Yue nodded, left hand took over the long gun with a few threads of Fang Huanlan's finger temperature, and took advantage of it. At the same time, the right hand clenched a draw, dark Xuan ancient sword again scabbard.

On the other hand, Chang Xuanxuan, who still has fighting power, shakes his fists. The thunder light on the front of his fists is much dimmer than before, but his heart of winning will not change.

The Double Daggers are held upside down in the hand, the dusk Yin Yin is tiny to squint, the bow step is good, ready to move.

Three on one, the last fight.

However, it is difficult to reverse the weakness in strength because of the advantage in number. However, no one will give up.

"Miss, take this!"

In the distance, Xiaohui takes off the jade bracelet on her left wrist and throws it to Murong Feiyun. She also heard Fang Huanlan's words just now.

Who knows, Murong Feiyun backhand, throw the jade bracelet back to Xiaohui, shake his head and smile: "put it away, I don't need it."

Not lost because she was rejected, Xiaohui picked up the jade bracelet and held it in front of her chest. She nodded with a smile and said, "well. The first lady is the best. It's always been so. You'll never lose! "

Not only she, but also the other three defeated girls of Yanhuang team nodded together. Their eyes were full of admiration and worship. From small to large, Murong Feiyun has always been so outstanding, among the peers, there is no rival.

"Ningyue, can you win this time?" On the other side of the distance, the little Ao who had never appeared hit the tree on his side, biting his teeth and humming. If he had not recovered from his last injury, he would never have missed such a match. High in the attic, Sima Haiwei looks down at the competition field below and rubs his chin with a mysterious smile“ This is the last moment of the war. It's interesting to see miracles against strong luck. "