This time, Duofeng took the lead in the battle platform.

He held his arms, his eyes glowing with a light blue light, his eyes following Warchilles, looking at Warchilles.

If you want to become the patriarch of the Fenglang clan, it is the most basic quality to see others' strengths and weaknesses.

It can be seen from Duofeng that Warchris is very strong, and his strength should be comparable to his, and he may even be able to win a little.

This battle is destined to be a tough battle.

Warchris stalked to the wind, and his manners were a bit contemptuous of the wind.

In Warchris's view, Yang Yu is his old enemy and a hurdle he must overcome.

The protagonist in the story will not lose to the same enemy twice, and you will be able to be half a point stronger for each defeat of an opponent.

Any enemy that appears before he fights his old enemy is nothing more than a stepping stone that can be kicked away at will.

"I haven't seen an enemy that I can still laugh like this when facing me." Duofeng let go of his arms and moved his knuckles, "I hope you don't let me down."

Warchris raised his head, not to be outdone, "You don't let me down, I want to see how many moves you can take me."

Duofeng did not respond to Warchris's words anymore, but shook his hands and posed. A wind blew from nowhere, allowing his soft hair to dance in the air.

"Each side takes their place!"

The referee raised his hand, and Warchris pulled out the slightly shabby sword from the scabbard, and a blue vortex appeared from the shoulders of the Wind and swam around the Wind-sweeping body.

"start!"

With the referee's order, the two on the court officially took action.

“【Multiple Sharp】

【Hurry Wind】

【Blessings of Clarotes】………”

One after another flash of light flashed across Warchris, constantly strengthening himself, and his eyes were also staring at the every move that was snatching the wind.

He showed his sharp claws, took steady steps to snatch the wind, approaching Warchris step by step. With each step, there would be one more cyclone on his body.

In a short while, nine cyclones surrounded the wind.

Suddenly, a blue light burst out from Duofeng's eyes, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Warchris like thunder, and his huge wolf claws pounced on Warchris' head.

Warchris reacted in time, and a dodge barely avoided the attack. At the same time, he stopped to apply a buff to himself, using a convenient magic shield.

Vorclis was about to swing the sword in his hand, and a sharp howl came from the snatching wind mouth. Vorclis was as if he was facing a typhoon, and the speed of his sword swing became extremely slow.

The giant claws of the snatching wind slashed, and with a "cracking", the shield woven by Warchris was like a bubble, easily shattered by the snatching wind.

The shield that could resist the next one or two skills was actually broken like that.

Changing the direction of the sword, Vauclis wanted to block the sharp claws that were attacking by Piercing Wind. However, a cyclone that was wandering on Piercing Wind actually moved Vauclis's body to Piercing Wind.

The next moment, a huge fist hit Warchris' abdomen.

Vorclis flew backwards in an instant, rolling around, and was about to fall off the battle stand.

He tried hard to launch the ice magic on the sword, and Warchris drove the sword edge to form thick ice, stuck the blade, and then used the blade to hold the body to avoid falling out of the field.

Warchris's face was incredible, but he was more worried and scared than incredible.

If he was knocked out of the field with one blow, he would be so inferior. He would be in full view of everyone.

Even if he announces the identity of a brave man in the future, he will definitely attract countless doubts.

He had to stand up and knock down his opponent with his overwhelming force.

As long as you persist, things will definitely turn around.

What is even more incredible than Vorchris is the snatch of the wind.

He repeatedly opened and closed the hand that hit Warchris out, confirming his touch just now, and couldn't believe that his first attack had hit like this.

"No...not..." Duofeng muttered in his mouth.

A person who has such a breath that is comparable to himself should have crossed countless Shura fields like himself, and his attack cannot be hit so simply.

The wind is not to ask Warchris to be completely defended in the end. At least he has to block one or two moves. If he doesn't help, at least adjust his posture when flying out and don't look so embarrassed.

The light blue light in the eyes of the storm disappeared, and his eyes looked at Warchris coldly.

"Stand up! Show me your true strength. This is the Dragon God Conference. Those who come to participate in this conference should only have one purpose.

I don't know what you are bound by, but you didn't give up and didn't let yourself fall down directly.

This shows that you still have the desire to win.

Stand up for me!”

Warchris supported his body with his sword, and his eyes were particularly firm.

"No need to say, I will do this too. Just now, just a mistake, facing a powerful enemy, falling into a desperate situation, and finally turning the tables against the wind is the standard protagonist. I will use all my strength to defeat you in one blow!"

Take the wind and let go of your hand and stand in place,

"Then let the horse come over and let me see how strong you have."

The brave Warrior used his skills without hesitation, and a large amount of gorgeous light lingered in him.

In order to solve the opponent in the most casual manner, Warchris has worked hard, tried many skill combinations, and also tried the power of those combinations.

What he uses now is the most powerful and most gorgeous skill.

The light blue ice butterfly danced beside Warchris, and countless flowers were blooming under his feet. A golden light slid from the sword tip to the hilt, like a golden meteor dragging out a beautiful long line.

Vorclis accumulated strength in his legs and pushed the sword forward, like an elegant dancer, stepping lightly under his feet, but bursting out incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, Vorclis came to the wind and shone the long sword shining with golden light towards the head of Pifeng.

Piercing Wind retreated and dodged the first slash of Warchris. Warchris stabilized his body and swung the first, second and third slashes, but every slash that Warchris swung by the brave Warchris was perfectly avoided by Piercing Wind.

Warchris tried to use some auxiliary skills to make his attack hit, but he could all be avoided by the Wind.

The more you observe Warchris' movements, the more you will get.

"Click—"

When Warchris's sword blade slashed again, Pier Feng stopped avoiding it. He raised his hand, lit up his sharp claws, and pinched the sword edge that the brave man had slashed.

The gaze of the wind stared at Warchris and asked coldly:
Chapter completed!