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Cold Rain Flying Poetry + Fairy VS Cut Headshot + Flower Butterfly!

"Little girl, elf, come on! Let us see the power of our roses!" Starfire said.

"Come on, you must win!" Yin Yan also cheered them up. "Be careful" that the killing was not a guilt.

"Relax, look at us." Leng Yufei poems high-five each other after finishing the poems of the elves, two glamorous female mages step onto the stage at the same time. The injury on the face of the Elven Flower has recovered, otherwise it would be very sad for a girl.

Let's take a look at the situation on the black hand side. "Haha, it's finally here for me. It's unfortunate that the two mages met me." He cut his head and laughed.

"Oh, tragedy, they lost." Xue Ye also said that year.

"Oh, don't overestimate us, or underestimate them." Wear the butterfly to carry the stone to his back, ready to go to the ring.

"Be careful." Zi Youying urged.

"You guys cheer for us." After finishing the headshot, he jumped onto the ring.

The headshot is very uncle-like, but his skull face is still invisible. How old is he? Both people have come to the ring, and the four of them face each other.

The two parties on stage did not oppose each other. The two MMs on Rose side started whispering to each other. The black hand side didn't talk to each other. They just chopped the headshot slightly and slammed on the ground. The ground suddenly broke apart. Countless gravel clumps gathered to form a horse. The white-bone warhorse with armour crawled out of the ground, chopped his head and sat on the white-bone warhorse. The double-edged tomahawk was pulled out, waiting for the countdown. When it was over, they rushed out.

...

"1"

At the end of the countdown, Leng Yufei Poetry and the Wizard of China immediately started running towards the left and right. The butterfly wearing flowers did not move at this moment. He cut his head and rode on the bone-bone warhorse, and the tomahawk rushed towards Leng Yufei Poem.

The fire ball of "Hong Hong" was burning fiercely. At this moment, the Elven Flower on the other side threw a few large fireballs towards the butterfly. Just then, a huge figure appeared in front of the butterfly and stopped it. Fireball.

Seeing this emerging guy is a giant monster with a height of seven or eight meters.

The monster has a bald head, a pair of eyes glowing with dim light, and a pair of very large ears with two rings at the roots. This guy's mouth is very small, his bones are thin, his belly is round and protruding, and he holds a dangle in his right hand. Black evil spirit stick.

"Oh! Go and kill her!" This monster roared like a thunder, holding the stick, and slammed it hard at the Elven Flower.

This stick stretches and retracts freely,-smashing it out, elongating for tens of meters in an instant, as if pressed down by a pillar, the Elven Flower flashes quickly to avoid it, and the other side cuts his head and chases Leng Yufei's poem, Leng Yufei poems fled from position to avoid, chopped headshots, this guy's professional characteristics, do not eat magic damage, very against the sky.

"Oh! Come out!"

"brush!"

Instantly a translucent monster was entangled in the beautiful body of the elven flower.

"Ghost knocks on the back of the head! Dizziness!" The translucent fist slammed on the back of the Elven Flower, the Elven Flower was stunned, followed by the giant monster's stick and fell on the Elven Flower's body. The attack of the flowers and butterflies, the Hua of the Elves fell to the ground with a whimper, and it just hung up.

On the other side, Leng Yufei's poems had to be so powerful that he used poison to cut off one third of the blood of the headshot.

"Scourge Strike!"

The headshot of the chop raised his double-edged axe and waved it, chopping it on the shield of Leng Yufei's poem.

—53003 "Gaze of Death!"

The headshot of the chopped head suddenly flashed green light, and Leng Yufei's body suddenly couldn't move between them. The headshot of the chopped head continued to wave the chopping axe. The blood and blood of Leng Yufei's poem was reduced, and soon the white light flashed and flew out !!

1: 0, the black hand wins the first victory!

...

"Well, you should know what to do next," Leng Yufei poetry asked.

The Elven Blossom nodded again and again: "I understand."

Leng Yufei said, "Okay, as long as you solve that guy, this skeleton, you can hit it slowly ..."

...

Soon, the second game began to count down, and it was another match point!

Cut headshots and wear butterflies for ease, hehe smiled. The butterfly wearing a flower laughed nicely, but the guy who cut the headshot, the skull face was too shy to laugh. Seeing the audience goosebumps.

Leng Yufei's poems and the Wizard's Hua had no expression on their faces.

Countdown ends.

"Flash!" Immediately after the countdown, the glory of the Elven Flower's staff will shine a glare that people dare not look at!

"Scourge strikes!" There was a roar of chopped headshots in the strong light, followed by seeing a person being beaten and flying out, and falling out of the ground dozens of meters away brought a lot of dust, which was cold when thrown out Yufei poetry.

"Ha ha! Sorry chick, the eyes of the undead are not afraid of bright light!" Cut headshot laughed and rode on the war horse, preparing to give Leng Yufei poetry the final blow. Although undead creatures are afraid of bright magic, they are not afraid of sunlight, they just have an instinctive aversion to sunlight. Because they prefer dark nights to daylight.

"what!"

When he rushed halfway, he wore a scream in his back, and the Elven Hua didn't know how to come to the butterfly.

"Dark Control!"

"A thousand knives!"

"what!"

The butterfly wearing flowers was first restrained and could not escape, followed by numerous short knives appearing next to the Wizard's Flower, "Brush!" The butterfly wearing flowers has lost more than 80% of its blood while being hit by successive blows. They were also marked out.

Chopping his headshot, he was furious and said, "T, it's too arrogant!"

It was a pity that suddenly a shadow came and a huge poison ball drove him back.

"Flashing!"

When the restraint has not been lifted, a mass of energy bursts out on the staff of the wizard's Huafa and explodes, and the butterfly wearing a flower just groans and is killed in seconds!

The weird ghost who solved it is relatively simple. The two mages attack together. Even if the guy cuts the headshot without taking damage, the effect of the skill alone is enough for him to take it. It took a long time. Cut a headshot, a white light flew by, and Rose Night pulled back a round!

"Beautiful!" The two MMs high-five each other and jumped for joy.

"Come on, kill them one more round, and we won!" The fairy Hualizu smiled.

"Well, but that tactic is not working anymore. Let's try another one." Leng Yufei said.

Soon after, the final decisive game began.

In this round, no one will have any reservations anymore. The two sides are staring at each other and will go all out as soon as the war begins!

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

The battle begins!

"Drink!" Chopping headshots ran over with a bone-bound warhorse, and the monster before it appeared again next to the butterfly.

At the same time, he shouted, "Oh!"

One piece of Elven Flower: "Black magic curtain!"

"Oh!"

A huge red cloth appeared, and the translucent monster that emerged was actually covered by the cloth. I saw the guy struggling under the curtain but couldn't escape. He was surprised by wearing flowers and butterflies. A poem by Leng Yufei was far away from the side. The grenade was thrown towards the butterfly.

"Soul boundary monument!" The butterfly wearing a flower hurriedly summoned the stone monument to defend it.

Cut headshot to kill.

"Death anger!"

The fall of the tomahawk caused countless splashes of energy flow. The two men, Leng Yufei Poetry and the Fairy Hua, flashed quickly, but their blood suddenly burst out.

The fairy Huajiao whispered: "Magic Lianbo!" Five energy **** with a diameter of more than one meter also flew directly into one.

"Eh! Heh!" A huge monster-like monster was standing in front of the butterfly, and at the same time, the giant beast of the other side of the fire star appeared again, and flew over when he appeared.

"The Mirror of the Elves!" The eldest man Hua raised his left palm, and a transparent and translucent mirror surface appeared, and the face of the butterfly wearing a flower actually appeared in the mirror surface, and the beast suddenly flew over.

"Click!"

The beast's claws tore the mirror, the flower butterfly screamed, and a large damage value floated on his head.

—19076

The piercing butterfly hangs, chopping the headshot for several consecutive attacks, and defeating Leng Yufei's poems. When he heard the piercing butterfly being sent out, he immediately went away.

"Abominable! You provoke me, drive: My king drives!" The headshot axe smashed to the ground, and the green grassy ground turned into a purple slime-like ground, and there was a slight green gas, Climbing out of the bones on the ground, one after another tall orc skeletons, about the size of an adult skeleton, various types of animal-shaped skeletons, including three giant bone dragons.

All this formed a horrible army of bones, shaking an endless spirit.

"Frightened. My people! Go! Kill them!" A large army of bones killed the two delicate MMs.

"Big skeletons, you should worry about yourself for a while!" Leng Yufei said, holding his staff high and watching the rushing towards him, the army of the undead was not afraid at all.

"Try it, this is specially prepared for you!"

The staff of Leng Yufei's poem was held high, and the top of the staff burst into the sky, and the clouds in the sky became golden yellow.

"Burst!"

In the sky, a giant golden sword instantly condensed and broke away! When I saw the sword breaking through, the first reaction of the headshot was to flash, but I found that it couldn't flash away, because the huge sword was in front of me.

"Ah!"

The golden sword descended on the army that swept through the bones. In the dazzling light, the world was dyed golden yellow, and a white light passed by. The undead commander and his undead army were torn to pieces!

1: 2, Rose Night audience 3: 2 reversed the black hand, successfully promoted to the top 50, promoted to the offline tournament!

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