Douluo: After Reincarnation, secure the script of the group favorite

Chapter 169 Camelot Team 4
"The third soul skill, Mori Ye Guardian!"

The wick in the fluorescent lamp, which was held by Xue Yushuang like a night light and shone with emerald green light, swayed gently, and the falling Sunan and Lei Yuan instantly gained 5% defense power.

"Sui Sui! Don't let them go!"

The phoenix wings on the back of Ma Hongjun who had also regained his composure trembled, and rushed towards the fallen two people, desperately wanting to make up for it.

He's going to settle the blame for almost turning him into a charred phoenix just now!

And Tang Sui would not let the two prey who had already succeeded have a chance to escape.

"Fatty, catch me!"

Tang Sui shouted anxiously, and Ma Hongjun, who wanted to take advantage of the victory, stopped the pursuit without hesitation, changed his track, and caught Tang Sui who had lost his mask as a support point and also fell.

Ma Hongjun, who was in a hurry to pick him up, didn't notice that Tang Sui's falling speed was strangely slow, and Tang Sui, who was caught by Ma Hongjun, didn't delay either. They relentlessly chased after Lei Yuan and Sunan's falling trajectory, so quickly that Yegor and Wen Qing didn't even have time to catch their teammates or help them block them, and they were suddenly attacked by double power when they were planning to force their teammates down below. !

"boom--!"

Billowing smoke and dust flew up, and the vision of the battle platform was suddenly blurred.

Ma Hongjun, who successfully caught the man, looked at the thick smoke and dust billowing below.

"Lei Yuan, Sunan!"

"hipster!"

"Egor!"

The remaining members of the Camelot team tore away the superficial calm one after another. Mu Feng, who had been as stable as Mount Tai, looked at his teammates who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. When Lei Yuan was on them, the thick yellow-brown mist quietly merged into the mist raised by the dust, only the first hundred-year-old soul ring floating around his body shone slightly.

This is his first soul skill, Hidden Fog, which can release thick fog, confuse vision, and reduce the mental power of people in the fog by 15%, temporarily weakening the opponent's vision, and people in the fog will look like they have trachoma He kept rubbing his eyes and weeping.

The first one to notice something was wrong was Tang San who activated the Purple Demon Eye to guard against Lei Yuan and the others in the smoke.

"Watch out! There's something wrong with these fogs!"

Tang San hastily reminded, but it was a bit late.

"what--!"

Ning Rongrong, who was double protected by Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, only felt a pain in her back, and the deep red blood instantly dyed her black skirt even deeper.

"Rongrong!"

In the team viewing room, Oscar's pupils trembled, his body leaned forward, and couldn't help but lean against the glass wall, looking worriedly and angrily at the injured Ning Rongrong below.

The belated Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were startled, Zhu Zhuqing of the agility attack department quickly picked up Ning Rongrong, back to back with Xiao Wu, and moved to the area where the dusty yellow-brown fog did not spread outside.

"Rongrong, how are you doing?" Xiao Wu clenched her fists vigilantly, scanning the fog, raising her vigilance to the highest level.

The severe pain on her back made her twitch in pain even when she said a word, Ning Rongrong opened her mouth weakly.

"The second soul skill, good face."

The miniature jade white mask flew into Ning Rongrong's body, and her fleshy back was immediately intact, even her lost soul power increased by half, and now almost three quarters of her soul power is left!
Lei Yuan and Sunan, who had landed before, passed out under the heavy blow of the two masks, even though their teammates were acting as human flesh pads below.

Wen Qing looked at the two teammates who had passed out completely with an ugly expression, raised his head, and looked up at Tang Sui who was held in Ma Hongjun's arms in mid-air.

Those cold-blooded snake-like vertical pupils were filled with cold killing intent, Ma Hongjun was terrified when he saw it, Tang Sui just squinted his eyes, and the smiling face under the mask was calm.

"Sui Sui, you have to be more careful next time. I feel that guy won't let you go." Ma Hongjun lowered his voice and whispered to Tang Sui.

Tang Sui gave a "hmm" and his eyes were light, "Then it depends on who won't let anyone go."

The childish voice was still sweet, but what she said made Ma Hongjun tremble for no reason.

Thinking of Tang San secretly informing them, Ma Hongjun looked at the two survivors below and couldn't help feeling a little pity.

Wen Qing, who received Ma Hongjun's gaze, frowned fiercely, veins popped up on her forehead, and her fists hanging by her sides crackled, giving her the feeling that she was closer to a cold-blooded snake.

With only level 31 soul power, Yegor, who is a major in defense with excellent defense, also shook his painful and unconscious hand.

His hand bones were all shattered and fractured in the hard joint just now!

"The second soul skill, Xinghuo Liuyue."

The emerald green firefly lamp swayed, and golden-green fireflies flew out of the wick, like glowing fireflies flying in the forest at night, flying towards the seriously injured Yegor and Wen Qing.

Dai Mubai came back to his senses, kicked his feet hard, approached Xue Yushuang in the blink of an eye, raised the tiger claw high, and swung one claw fiercely towards the opponent's auxiliary soul master.

"Ting—!"

Melting into the mist, the speed was extremely fast, Mu Feng, who was faster than Wen Qing, flashed out of the mist, blocked Xue Yushuang, and forcibly caught Dai Mubai's claw.

The two captains with the same soul power level of 37 finally fought against each other, the smoke of war ignited, and the real needle point confrontation has begun!

In the next second, Yegor, who was standing there, suddenly, under the surprised eyes of everyone, slowly picked up two fainted teammates, one from the left, and the other from the right, with his hands that had regained consciousness. Take the initiative to step off the battle platform!
what? !

Tang San and the others were startled, not knowing which play the other party was singing.

But soon, they knew.

"The third soul skill, mixing poison!"

(End of this chapter)