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Facing Gray's nearly full-strength blow, Pross, no matter how arrogant he was, did not dare to push himself too hard at this moment.

"I'll let you see what I can do."

Pross was furious, hiding in the black air and still not showing up, but the black air around him was evacuated by nearly half, and then, the black air suddenly gathered into a gust of wind.

A tornado.

At this moment, the two are still in the air, so dodging is naturally not as easy as it is on the ground, so the chances of a real resistance will be greater.

Pross probably understood this, so facing the opponent's two spears, he didn't dodge or avoid them, but instead tried his best to meet them, in order to launch a counterattack.

Pross is very confident in his own strength.

The tornado formed by the black air swept past quickly, and there was no terrifying scene of flying sand and rocks, but this small black air seemed to be able to swallow the entire space. it swallows!

Gray on the opposite side clenched his teeth, and continued to transfer the continuously condensed wind magic elements to the two spears, so as to supplement the power of the spears.

Gray could sense that after the spear fell into this tornado, it was only blown and scattered, but it didn't shatter easily like last time.

It's a good start, Gray thinks.

He was going to continue to increase his strength, let the spear smash the tornado and insert Pross' heart!

The cyan light on the spear suddenly brightened, and the momentum suddenly increased, as if torn apart by a tornado.

"ah!"

Gray shouted, and increased his strength again, as if he really wanted to use his strength to send two spears into the opponent's heart.

Lin Xi looked at it not far away, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

According to common sense, the scheming Gray would not be so stupid as to fight the opponent, but it seemed that he was clearly pushing the spear with all his strength. Could it be that Gray couldn't use any powerful second moves?

The results came out very quickly.

Gray didn't intend to use any back tricks, but had other plans.

After pouring a lot of strength into the cyan spear, Gray suddenly withdrew his hands, abandoning the connection with the spear, turned around, waved the cyan wings without hesitation, and flew forward wildly!

"So it is."

Lin Xi muttered to herself from above, only then did she realize that Gray's real purpose was just a feint.

But Pross didn't want to let Gray go so easily.

"Hmph, it's too late to play this trick in front of me."

In the black air, the looming Pross snorted coldly.

Lin Xi watched interestingly from behind, knowing that when it comes to conspiracy and tricks, Pross's ability is not inferior to Gray's. Now, after the two treacherous masters fight wits and courage, I'm afraid they can only really fight hard.

This fact is naturally in the best interest of Lin Xi, and of course he wished this scene would happen sooner.

"Gray, don't let me down. At least it will help spread some of Pross's experience, consume some of Pross' energy, and pave the way for me. Although, you are among the people I want to kill tonight." Thinking this way in Lin Xi's heart, she patted the little guy's head lightly with her hands. Xiao Bai understood, and moved forward quietly, always leaving Lin Xi with a good viewing position.

"Ghost lock!"

With a loud shout from Pross, the tornado formed by the condensed black air disappeared, while a huge black long chain formed in the air, and then swept the two spears away with lightning speed, and then the direction It changed violently, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, shaking its head and swaying its tail like a maggot with a bone attached to Gray's back and pounced!

Gray could no longer just focus on running away, otherwise, his back would be pierced by the ghost lock. Therefore, after his spear was destroyed, Gray stopped running and turned to face the ghost lock.

"Wheel cut!"

Gray's face was ashen, and he quickly used a powerful wind-type instant magic. A huge gear with a diameter of ten meters roared, spinning rapidly, and slashed at the ghost lock like a poisonous snake!

"boom!"

A muffled sound came out, and the front end of the Nether Lock was immediately cut off by the wheel, but the Nether Lock, which stretched for hundreds of meters, was not scrapped. After the first half was cut off, the second half turned the direction lightly, Inserted from below, then popped out, piercing Gray's stomach!

"Back!"

Although Gray had been on guard for a long time, he didn't expect Pross to change his moves so quickly, so he had to quickly recall the round cut in a panic.

The wheel slashed and spun again, rushing to block Gray before he was hit in the abdomen at a speed faster than the ghost lock.

There was another dull collision sound in the air. Although the round cut helped remove most of the attack power, the momentum of the Nether Institute was so great that it was impossible to completely block it with a hasty turning around to block the round cut, so , still some of the power directly bombarded Gray, who was almost completely defenseless!

Gray was immediately sent flying back, retreating nearly a hundred meters before he managed to stabilize his figure.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, and Gray's eyes shone fiercely. Knowing that it would be useless to explain to this person who was probably Pope Pross at this moment, in order to save his life, he was ruthless. Space storage rings make connections.

Moments later, Gray had a few more magic scrolls in his hand.

It's not an auxiliary space scroll, because Gray has always been confident in his speed, so he didn't prepare any space magic scroll to help him quickly transfer his position.

These magic scrolls are all attack attributes, and they are very powerful, almost comparable to the strongest blow of a holy magician. It was given to him by his father, now the patriarch of the Ang Ye family, Ang Shi.

What's even more frightening is that it doesn't take time to send out this blow, all it takes is a thought to throw the scroll.

With this talisman, Gray had confidence for the first time in tonight's battle.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't expect these magic scrolls to help him kill the famous Pope Pross. After all, he knew that the other party had the power of a holy rank. Unless his father came personally, otherwise, it was impossible to win Pross , but he also knew that these magic scrolls could help him escape safely.

Seeing that Gray took out a few scrolls, Pross on the opposite side did not launch a thunder attack first, but looked at Gray indifferently without saying a word.

There was a hint of mocking smile in that relaxed, as if mocking Gray's overthinking.

Looking at the expression of Pross against the moonlight, Gray hesitated again.

Therefore, when Pross didn't move, he didn't dare to throw the magic scroll indiscriminately, so he had to secretly raise his energy to the highest level, and the aura firmly locked on Pross. He threw out the magic scroll without hesitation, and then flew back quickly.

But Pross still just smiled coldly, looked at Gray, and said nothing.