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Chapter 107: Ghosts come

"Clang!"

A fiery red skeleton arm stretched out from Liu Li's ear, grabbed the sharp hook with his bare hands, but made a sound of metal and stone attacking.

The rolling heat waves came, and several strands of Liu Li’s hair on her temples were burned and curled.

During the whole game, although Huang Zhong, who has been slow for half a beat, reacts slowly, and has a long preparation time for his life, he is just right every time he takes action, and has a unique sense of rhythm of slow fighting and fast.

There is no doubt that this time it was him who saved Liu Li at a critical moment.

Yang Ni's heart, which finally returned to his throat.

It’s not that he cares about Liu Li’s safety, but once this girl with strange abilities dies, it’s even more difficult for others to limit Wuying.

The whole body of the fog shadow was both real and empty, and only this hook was a real existence. This matter was firmly held in Huang Zhong's Fire Skull, and the hook body began to turn red. It seemed that the weapon would melt away in no time.

Its other hand suddenly turned into a long spiral cone, and suddenly attacked Huang Zhong's chest, which was still flesh and blood.

Although Huang Zhong lost his consciousness, his self-protection biological instinct has become more acute.

He immediately realized that once he was caught in the cone, he would be either dead or injured. In desperation, he could only let go and retreat.

But in this way, a gap had been opened to the original iron bucket surround.

This is exactly the original intention of Wuying. Injuring the enemy is secondly. The key is to return to the ghostly state that can attack and defend freely.

Seeing that the purpose had been achieved, my body suddenly moved and ran towards the middle of the large unrestricted ghost generator on the periphery.

Yang Ni was shocked and shouted: "Stop it!"

Needless to say, the rest of the people naturally knew the seriousness of letting it escape, but most of the people behind were wounded, and they could not stop it for a moment.

"Ao!"

A loud elephant's long cry sounded from behind. Pan Long, who was not very good at speed, buzzed under the double-held elephant shield in his hand, bent down and pressed against the shield with his neck and shoulders. The long ivory in front was facing the direction of the fog shadow charging.

Behind him, the phantom of a giant elephant flashed by.

"Dong!"

Although this fog shadow is more inclined to be a ghost-like existence, the defense of [Elephant Shield] is indistinguishable.

Pan Long was solid, but a little short. He suddenly appeared in front of him. Wuying couldn't dodge and hit the shield.

It's a pity that it is not affected by physical attacks, otherwise, just these two long ivory-like protrusions would be enough for it to drink a pot of it.

Later, Yang Ni finally arrived.

Unlike Qin Lang and others, he does not think it will be of any benefit to hide his strength in this kind of game. Therefore, every time he takes action, he does his best.

Under the cover of the hideous claws.

Five long claw marks penetrated from Wuying's head to its back waist.

Although this fog shadow is immune to physical attacks, it will make it weaker every time it hits its body. If possible, it will still try to avoid various attacks.

This time, even though the burning effect of "hell chewing" was not triggered, the bridging speed of the five wounds was obviously slower, and the corresponding stagnation time was slightly extended.

After this delay, Zhou Hai and Qin Lang finally arrived.

Zhou Hai's [Shutun] is a legendary famous sword. It has the ability to kill demons and eliminate demons. Its name comes from a big monster who was cut under the sword.

But Zhou Hai's natal is still in the first-level state, and can only exert its extremely sharp physical characteristics.

With the advantage of the slender blade, Zhou Hai's people had arrived before they arrived.

When Wuying was more than one meter away, Zhou Hai used the Taidao as a spear again, held the long hilt with both hands, and sent out the sharp tip of the knife with force.

This knife stabbed the fog shadow again.

Qin Lang was slightly slower than Zhou Hai. He had just activated the breakthrough skill before, and his physical strength was no longer up to the point. The soul fire on the white bone spear that had just been taken out of the void in his hand also dimmed a lot.

Although he has always been reserved, he is even more reluctant to be underestimated, which has a lot to do with his obsession.

Seeing that Yang Ni and Zhou Hai had succeeded in attacking, they were not happy at all. Instead, they felt resentful towards the two of them, and their expressions on their faces became even more gloomy.

People like him are typical people who can't stand others' good.

He sneered in his heart and thought to himself: If I hadn't kept my spare time, I wouldn't have you turned to see me here.

As soon as he stopped, his right hand holding the spear opened back, and he took a pose of a javelin. With a slight aim, the bone spear came out of his hand.

This spear hit exactly, passing through the back of the fog shadow and coming out of the chest.

Fortunately, the soul fire on the white bone spear was already very weak, otherwise it would have taken Wuying's life alone.

Despite this, the damage of this blow has exceeded the effect of Yang Ni's "Hell Chewing" trigger.

Wuying waved the hook in her hand, cut off the tip of the spear in her chest, quickly retracted it, and cut it out again, hooking a deep blood groove into Pan Long's unguarded calf.

"Ouch!"

Pan Long couldn't hold back, and with the huge force coming from the elephant shield, he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

A large part of the reason why this series of attacks succeeded one after another was that Pan Long's elephant shield would cause a brief dizziness to the target after activation. However, when he retreated, Wuying's action regained freedom.

Fortunately, the people behind were almost catching up.

After repeated injuries, the fog shadow was also very fierce.

It was an evil ghost, but now it was only a matter of escaping. A red light flashed in its eyes, and then its foggy body disappeared again.

"No, let it escape!" Although Song Tian and others were injured, they were still preparing to support him. At this time, when the fog shadow disappeared, they couldn't help but feel anxious and shouted out unconsciously.

Yang Ni felt something was wrong just now, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, subconsciously shrank his head and pounced forward, flashing through the sneak attack from behind him.

At the same time, a series of screams of "Ouch!" "I Cao!" "Ah!" were heard.

Yang Ni rolled on the spot, stood up again, facing the rear. Only then did he realize that the one who had just attacked him was actually Wuying.

However, this time there were not one fog shadows, but nine.

A exactly the same fog shadow appeared behind every player!

Caught off guard, except for Yang Ni who was already maintaining the full speed and barely avoiding this attack, the rest of the people were all attacked without exception.
Chapter completed!
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