Wuji Tongtian

Chapter 835
At this moment, blood flowed from the corner of Fu Hong's mouth, but his aura suddenly increased a lot.

Behind him, an illusory cyan vine grew out of his surging true essence.In an instant, it grew to a height of hundreds of feet.

At the same time, the cyan vines are no longer illusory, as if they are real, thick as wrists.

"Get down!"

Fu Hong roared, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, staining the clothes on his chest red.And the cyan vine, with a wave of his palm, rushed out like a cyan spirit snake.

The first reaction of the short necromancer was to dodge, but he found that the green vines were too fast to dodge.

Immediately, he activated his supernatural powers and chose to resist.

Swish!
The speed of the cyan vines suddenly accelerated, so that the short undead leader had no time to react.

The urging magical power had not erupted with the strongest power, but the blue vines had bound it up.Above the vines, a blue divine light bloomed and kept shrinking.

The short necromancer struggled frantically, but he couldn't burst the blue vines.

However, Fu Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, then gritted his teeth and pointed out that the divine light was more intense on the cyan vines.

Immediately afterwards, he dragged the short Necromancer and flew out of the ring.

Once out of the range of the ring, it means losing.

The short Necromancer was bound by cyan vines, and was about to fly out of the ring, but when he reached the edge of the ring, a jet of black light emerged from the short Necromancer's body.

boom!
The cyan vine was broken, and Fu Hong spat out a mouthful of blood again.

The short young man took advantage of this opportunity, quickly approached Fu Hong, and blasted him away with one move.

Fu Hong landed on the ring, struggled to get up, but was unable to fight anymore.

"We won the first game." Nine Wild King's voice was hoarse, without any emotional fluctuations.

Then, he immediately asked again, "Continue to the second scene."

Ji Xiaoyou didn't talk nonsense, and looked at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan, who was always frowning tightly, relaxed his brows a little at this time, and without saying anything, he stood on the ring in a flash.

However, Han Yuan's brows were stretched slightly, and the sadness in his expression became more obvious.

This time, a necromancer walked out from behind the Phantasm King, and the aura he exuded was also comparable to the Six-Step Transcendent Realm.After entering the ring, the realm was immediately suppressed.

Similarly, there is no nonsense, the necromancer directly launched an attack.

There is nothing to say about Han Yuan's strength. In the same realm, he has almost no opponents.

The realm of necromancer leadership is suppressed at the four-step transcendental realm, and the combat power is extremely tyrannical, but when facing Han Yuan, they can only passively defend.

And Han Yuan's offensive became more and more ferocious, forming a strong inverse ratio to the growing sadness on his face.

boom!
The more and more ferocious offensive finally reached its peak, completely bursting out with that shocking attack power.With one move, the opponent was seriously injured, and even the dark red eyes became much dimmed.

Second round, win again!
The necromancer has no flesh and blood, only a skeleton under the armor, so naturally he won't bleed, but his breath is extremely weak, which means he is seriously injured.

Back on the World Crossing Spirit Boat, Han Yuan coughed violently.

At the same time, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The originally stable breath fluctuations instantly decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you okay?" Yang Fan asked.

"It's okay." Han Yuan shook his head.

Regarding this, Yang Fan could also guess that Han Yuan must have paid a considerable price for the ferocious offensive just now.

Finally won a game, although it was a tragic victory, but the result is always good, and it is something to be happy about.

But the Three Kings of the Undead were very calm about this, as if they didn't care at all, just like they won the first game, they were very indifferent.

Then, in the third round, Ji Xiaoyou asked Master Zhen to take action.

The Fire Rain King also dispatched a Necromancer leader of the extraordinary level, whose strength is only four steps of the extraordinary level, and there is no need to suppress the level in the ring.

The real young master and this necromancer are both in the four-step transcendent realm, but the real young master can't defeat him with all kinds of means.

In the end, both sides suffer, and no one can win.

Even if they fight to the death, they will only die together.

Therefore, it can only end in a draw.

In the fourth round, Zhong Lian went to the ring and was defeated miserably.

In the fifth match, Ji Xiaoyou let Wu Ling play, but also lost.

In the sixth game, You Zixu tried his best, but his strength was still slightly inferior.

In the seventh round, Xiao Man took the initiative to take the initiative and finally narrowly won the round.

And in the eighth game, Ji Xiaoyou turned his gaze to Feng Gan.Naturally, Feng Gan also knew what Ji Xiaoyou meant, and went directly to the ring without hesitation.

They have already lost enough, if they lose in the last ten games, they will all die.

In order not to die, Feng Gan had a vicious expression when he entered the ring.

Looking at his opponent, he tried to make his voice as ruthless as possible, and said through gritted teeth: "I'll give you a chance, take the initiative to admit defeat!"

It's a pity that the necromancer who came to power didn't pay attention at all.Even if the realm was suppressed in the middle stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, the offensive was still fierce when he made a move.

The law of heaven and earth is under its control, and it explodes with the greatest power.

Feng Gan didn't retreat a step, his right hand formed a seal on his chest, and a white hurricane emerged around him, turning into a real storm shield.

No matter how the opponent attacks, it cannot be broken.

Yang Fan couldn't help complaining in his heart, Feng Gan is really not a general fear of death, and the treasures he owns are also biased towards defense.The martial arts practiced are also defensive.

However, looking at the white storm shield, Yang Fan was also secretly surprised.

Even if it is him, it is not easy to break it.

After attacking frantically for a while, the necromancer found that he could not break through the air-dried defense.He simply pulled back and stood far away, watching the air dry.

If this drags on, there will only be a draw.

Feng Gan kept defending, but the opponent couldn't break through his defense, so he couldn't go on indefinitely.

"Hey, look at my invincible feet!" At this moment, Feng Gan smiled, and the seal formula in his hand changed.

boom!
The next moment, a huge blurry figure emerged from the white wind mat.This thousand-foot-tall figure loomed in the white wind.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on it with one foot.

The sky and the earth seemed to be trembling, the soles of the feet fell, and the kamikaze roared, the power was extremely terrifying.

boom!
The necromancer was directly stepped on the ring, the huge figure dissipated, and the soles of his feet also disappeared.The sweeping white wind gradually became invisible.

Immediately, the Necromancer also appeared in everyone's sight.

At this moment, the necromancer was lying on the ring, the armor on his body had many broken marks, and his breath was extremely unstable.

Won!

But this is already the eighth game, with three wins, one draw, and four losses.

(End of this chapter)