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40. [The seventh blade of the sword of sorrow]

Having made a decision in his heart, Tao Yiliu calmed down and his eyes returned to his previous calm again.

Secretly guide the dark elements around you to help you form seals, and launch the seventh-level dark magic [Shadow Sprig]!

Shadow Sprig is a medium and short-distance attack magic, one of the common magics of dark attributes. Tao Yiliu held a long sickle [Shang Knife], which was much larger than his body, and pointed it lightly on the ground. A ball of ink attached to the ground, rushing into Hou Chenfei's close range at a speed equal to the speed of light. The straight and slender needles took the key points of Hou Chenfei's body.

Tsk! Have you seen through his trap? Hou Chenfei had no time to retreat, so he could only use the ice-attribute magic to condense a fifth-level barrier, barely blocking the attack of the Shadow Spike, and then retreating backwards.

But when he looked at it in a blink of an eye, he found that Tao Yiliu showed his elegant body again, stepping on the way left by the shadow thorn for him, and rushed towards him.

What is this kid thinking?

Hou Chenfei was a little shocked. He couldn't see through why Tao Yiliu chose to attack at this time.

But because the magic soldier Shangdao posed too much threat to them, Hou Chenfei didn't have time to think too much, and immediately activated the magic array he arranged on the field-

Space Cage [Ice Realm Separation]!

Taking Hou Chenfei's position just now as the last magic node of the array, five light blue square apertures of five meters long and wide lit up in the field, like a road, separated by one meter from each other, spread between him and Tao Yiliu.

Since the Ice Realm magic was successfully opened, these five magic arrays have been automatically connected into a whole. Tao Yiliu, who rushed straight along the shadow spike, was trapped in the array without any accident. His figure was reflected in the Ice Realm, and the boy had no choice but to take the infinite division of ice-attribute magic in the Ice Realm.

The essence of ice is water, which is the solidification state of water. After losing the ever-changing changes of water, it also has the strength and coldness that water does not have.

And in this ice cage, there are countless ice blades that can cut the human body into pieces, and the extreme cold!

Success! As the caster, Hou Chenfei had spiritual consciousness to pull on the magic array, so he could naturally know the situation in the array. The life form in the ice realm had fallen and stopped moving. Thinking about it, Tao Yiliu's defense was not high, and after being attacked by the ice blade he carefully prepared, even if he was not dead, he was probably not far from death.

However, the next second, Hou Chenfei discovered that he was wrong.

The figure of the boy in white rose from under his ice realm. The long sickle represented the arrival of death, and countless black shadows enveloped Hou Chenfei's vision.

"puff--"

This is the first time that Shang Dao made an unnecessary sound when cutting his body today. The reason is that Tao Yiliu only had one hand left, and holding Shang Dao with one hand is inevitable that it is unstable.

[Sheng Knife·Seventh Blade].

——If possible, Tao Yiliu didn’t want to force his way through the ice realm array at the cost of losing one arm. But there was no way. Although he had strong willpower, his body could not support him to continue to complete the difficult dodge movement. So he had to use his tricks and let his remaining arms stay in the ice realm, creating the illusion that he was dying for Hou Chenfei, making him relax his vigilance.

Hou Chenfei died, but he actually dared to be lucky to a dark eighth-level dark system who is good at assassination.

This is the first time Tao Yiliu used his original long sickle skill with one hand, the [Shang Blade] series. It is indeed very different from what he imagined. If it weren't for the sword he cut, he would have changed the most, he might not have killed Hou Chenfei at this moment.

The boy must treat the wound as soon as possible, otherwise he will be unable to fight again.

Almost at the same time, Gong Yang Chenxin's nail clipper was pressed against Jing Yingcheng's neck on nearly the same battlefield, and then poked it deeply, and blood spurted out.

At this point, only Gong Yang Chengxin, Sui Ang, Long Wang Su and Tao Yiliu were left.

"Oh my God! The eighth-level winning field is full of unpredictable!" Che Minyun explained very vigorously, his speaking speed was not fast, but he could summarize the changes in the battle situation on the field in time. It was rare for him to encounter a high-level battle, and he was quite satisfied with watching it. His emotions were vented in his words, and as expected, it once again caused cheers from the audience.

Fight wits and courage! On the brink of death, find hope for life!

The remaining four people on the field, whether they are fighting ability or willpower, made the audience very impressed. But the rules for this stage and this final game are absolute, and only the last person can leave alive.

"The remaining four, the illusion master Sui Ang, the fighting boy Tao Yiliu, the flame boxer Long Wangsu, and the cursed sword Yang Chongxin, who will stand to the end?"

Several people in the field were temporarily unable to fight again and fell into silence. Che Minyun immediately seized the time to say a few more words: "Don't miss the opportunity and never come again! It's almost fifteen minutes since the opening! The betting will stop in five minutes! Dear audiences, don't suppress your enthusiasm! Now the four people on the field, no matter who wins the bet, you can make a fortune!"

"x! That despicable guy! Can't you change some words? I'm tired of listening!" Gong Yang Shengxin suddenly complained, and several close audience members on the stage couldn't help rolling their eyes. Where are they despicable? Then how can you be qualified to say others? Hello!

"What to do!" Manhua didn't dare to blink for a while, but he still found that his judgment and reaction ability could not keep up with the movements of the few people on the field. He could not tell who had a better chance of winning, so he could only sit in the audience and worry. "Will Bai Liu win?"

Zong Chengqing comforted him: "Calm down, didn't we even bet Sui Ang won? As long as one of them stood to the end, we could still win money."

"But..." He pressed Bai Liu the most! Even if Sui Ang could win, he could not make up for his wealth!

"Young man, don't be so impatient~"

Suddenly, a sound came from behind his head, and Manhua subconsciously looked back. A young man wearing an eagle-eyed mask and wearing a dark red dress smiled at him.

"How about I bet with you, I win, and I want one tenth of the money you won." Ge Mo smiled and said confidently: "Bai Liu won this game."

"Why are you so sure..." Manhua swallowed: "If you lose, can you give me money?"

He is really going crazy about to be poor.

Ge Mo laughed and whistled: "Of course, do you think I look like I have no money?"

"Like!" Without waiting for Manhua to answer, Zong Chengqing immediately interrogated: "Just like a liar with virtual charts! Have you mastered some information to assert like this?"
Chapter completed!
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