In the silver mist, Yuan Bo saw Wang Mo like a divine Buddha, with three heads and six arms and a height of dozens of meters. And there's more than one. Wang Mo's shadow is everywhere. He is like a little ant, constantly running away among the tall gods and Buddhas. But he never managed to escape, and he tried to attack madly in panic.
Yuan Bo's powerful attack had no effect at all and passed directly through Wang Mo's tall figure. The originally chaotic mind has now entered a state of madness. The perfect combination of panic and violence caused him to fight chaotically among these tall shadows, fighting with himself.
"Suppress!" Wang Mo's voice echoed throughout the battlefield, and it seemed that he really felt like a god. The image of heaven and earth is a fourth-level formation that contains too many basic and complex functions. A burst of silver light gathered into a disk and pressed on Yuan Bo's head. In an instant, his terrifying soul power of over 100 million dropped to an acceptable 30 million.
"Ah..." Yuan Bo's soul power returned to normal levels, which also brought him back from madness to normal. When I saw such a magnificent formation in front of me, I knew that something big was going to happen this time. All means have been used, and now the only option is to fight to the death.
Wang Mo removed his illusion and stood a hundred meters away from Yuan Bo. Long swords appeared quickly all around him, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands. These long swords turned into a tornado, spinning at high speed behind them. Wang Mo decided to use his fantasy hunter skills to get rid of this guy who was causing trouble.
"This is also fake? Right...it's just an illusion of the formation." Yuan Bo didn't believe it at all. He rubbed his eyes and continued to ridicule Wang Mo, "It must be very hard to maintain the formation? Hold it for three minutes or even less? Not after that. You must die obediently."
"Illusion? Feel the absolute reality." Wang Mo stood coldly on the spot. The sword hurricane behind him seemed to be a giant dragon, turning its huge body to swallow Yuan Bo. Then came the miserable screams, which would give a timid person nightmares for a week.
Blade Hurricane spit out Yuan Bo within a few seconds. This guy was no longer able to stand and could only lie on the ground in pain, his eyes filled with fear. The words were completely unclear. It might be a last prayer, or it might be a vicious attack on Wang Mo. Until now, he didn't think he was wrong. He still thought that under the force of robbery, Wang Mo could only accept his fate and die.
"You forced me to use the last resort, then I must respect you!" Those who didn't want to talk nonsense with Yuan Bo anymore decided to use the strongest attack to finish off the enemies in front of them. Silver soul power quickly gathered all over the sky and the ground. Wang Mo drew it in the air with his hand, "The sword of heaven and man takes shape, kill!"
Thousands of silver swords gathered into a fifty-meter giant sword in the silver hurricane. Seeing this, Yuan Bo realized what was wrong and used his last strength to say, "You are a fantasy hunter... This is not an illusion..."
"Rumble..."
The huge long sword smashed Yuan Bo into pieces at that time, and the huge sword turned into fragments of long swords, suspended above Wang Mo's head. He now has a new knowledge and understanding of fantasy hunters, and can use more methods to kill Yuan Bo. But the other party was right. It was really difficult to maintain this huge formation. It can only last for five minutes, so it must be done quickly.
"It's over, get over it!" Wang Mo finally relaxed as he looked at the beautiful fantasy in the silver formation. The Divine Comedy sword in his hand let out a long groan, and the formation of images of heaven and earth flew away with the wind. Yuan Bo's body also disappeared into it, disappearing from this world forever.
The Armor of Heaven and Earth returns to its primary form, and the Divine Comedy Sword once again enters the Sword of Truth. Wang Mo walked towards the dragon gate like an ordinary person returning home. Behind him is the battlefield just now, and even the smell of gunpowder smoke has not dissipated. Wang Mo created a legend. The second-level hunter jumped two levels to kill the fourth-level hunter Yuan Bo.
"Boom..." The members of the Hunter's Guild and the Tang family on the defensive layer cheered like a thunder. All they thought about was failure and escape, but now they had achieved an impossible victory. This excitement couldn't be suppressed, it exploded like a blowout. They were like brothers and sisters, hugging each other and celebrating this victory.
"Won?" Qin Zhengguo said in disbelief as he looked at Wang Mo who returned home. He also represents the psychology of the vast majority of people watching the battle. How did he win by jumping two levels? What happened in that silver formation?
The most fortunate one was Song Chu, who bet on Wang Mo to win. I was originally optimistic that Tang Xiaoxiao would take action, but I didn't expect that Wang Mo would perfectly solve his opponent. After spinning his mind in disbelief for a few times, he immediately joined the celebrating crowd. Only he can know what he has in mind.
"Do you have any ideas, Han Qing!" Tang Xiaoxiao walked up to the Han family son, directly called him by name, and then reminded him more cautiously, "Wang Mo is currently working in the Tang family, and he will definitely be promoted this time. You Han family should not take action in the end."
"Your Tang family is so difficult to deal with. Everything is the same as our Han family. We are just a small second-level hunter. My dear, I came here to warn you, hey!" Han Qing smiled playfully, not knowing. Did he listen?
"Open the dragon gate and welcome the president home!" Huang Zhou was so alarmed that he immediately ordered the dragon gate to be opened and led his people down to greet him.
"Huh..." At this moment, a piece of golden light suddenly appeared in the distant sky and slid towards the dragon gate at a very high speed. Everyone is paying attention and thinks this is a strange phenomenon. Only Tang Xiaoxiao and Han Qing stood up in fear because they knew what was going to happen.
"Looking at the excitement is risking your life here, what a bad luck!" Han Qing complained loudly and grabbed the big man and said, "Get out of here quickly, now, immediately!"
Tang Yue saw Han Qing's performance. She knew the strength and status of the Han family, so she pulled Tang Xiaoxiao anxiously and nervously and asked, "What happened? What is that golden light? Why did Han Qing run away!" "
"The golden light is a sign that only eighth-level hunters can appear. If it is true, the person coming is probably Yuan Hu, the patriarch of the Yuan family below the twelfth level." When Tang Xiaoxiao finished these words, everyone was dumbfounded. All felt death and fear.
"Brush...crash!" Under the protection of the big man, Han Qing wanted to jump out of the defense layer and escape. However, golden soul power flashed out from the gap, which bounced both of them back.
"It's over. The entire Twin Cities are covered by this old bastard Yuan Hu. It's too big this time!" Han Qing simply lay down on the ground with a sad face.
"Huh?" Wang Mo was the first to notice the abnormality, because a powerful soul power locked onto him and made him unable to move where he was. It was as if he had been cast on a body-immobilizing method, and even moving his toes was a luxury.
"Senior, what do you want from me?" Wang Mo shouted to the golden sky. He also knew that the crisis was a bit big, and it was much more powerful than Yuan Bo just now.
"You have killed too many members of my Yuan family, and now you must get justice." An old voice in the golden voice really answered, as if answering in the sky.
"Hmph, you Yuan family are all unreasonable people." Wang Mo didn't have the habit of shrinking when he saw strong people, so he still responded quite forcefully, "They all came here to seize the small lake and kill my friends. Do we just want to do that?" Will it be massacred by your Yuan family?"
"As an ant, you should just accept your fate. This is the way of heaven!" Gold in the air actually used such fallacy, as if he was God.
"Since you are also a mindless waste, just go ahead and do it. I have nothing more to say to you!" Wang Mo stopped talking nonsense and began to rapidly increase his soul power and activate the advanced form of the heaven and earth armor. It's just that the heaven and earth image formation in the Divine Comedy Long Sword cannot be activated, because the soul power has been exhausted.
"Brush..." A golden light fell from the sky, directly penetrated Wang Mo's heart, and blasted a huge hole behind him. Wang Mo also wanted to stop him, but the opponent was too fast, and his body was greatly suppressed, making it difficult to move at all.
"You won't die soon..." The old voice was full of malice, and golden light shot down, piercing Wang Mo's body again and again. But Wang Mo didn't say a word, he just stared at the golden color in the sky with hostility.
"It's too much to bully others, damn it!" Huang Zhou was so angry that his lungs almost exploded when he saw Wang Mo suffering. I smashed the golden barrier with both fists, but it couldn't be shaken at all.
"Don't bother. With the soul power of all the hunters here, it's impossible to get out from here." Han Qing said very depressed and passively, but what he said was the actual situation, "If no one with comparable combat power appears. , I’m afraid there will be a unilateral massacre soon, and the victims will include everyone here.”
The defense layer also became quiet, and everyone had to think about death, but they had just returned from hell.
"As long as you beg me, I might consider letting you go. Please beg me quickly..." The voice in the golden light still spoke condescendingly, as if there was no human feeling in it. Seeing that Wang Mo still refused to speak, a huge golden light immediately struck down.
"Ah..." Suddenly Wang Mo shouted frantically in the golden light. The Divine Comedy sword in his hand unexpectedly came out of his hand and moved forward against the golden light. It directly penetrated the golden halo, forcing an old man with a bald head and no beard to appear.
The Divine Comedy sword lost control and fell directly at Wang Mo's feet. Now he has lost his last ability to resist, like a criminal tied to a cross.
"It's really Yuan Hu, this shameless guy!" When Han Qing saw the person coming, he cursed with frustration and depression, "Wang Mo was able to make the other party show up, which is already a huge miracle. , but it can only go so far!”
"Wang Mo can force an eighth-level hunter to show up... this..." Song Ran is indeed a noble son, and his vision is indeed different from others.
"Well done, just wait and see. I know you can do it!" Tang Xiaoxiao seemed to see hope and activated her powerful soul power again. The silver soul power rolled quickly, directly breaking through the fifth level limit, which was a bit beyond everyone's understanding.
"Aren't you a fourth-level elementary student..." Tang Yue looked at Tang Xiaoxiao, who was a little unfamiliar. Although he was hopeful again, he was a little scared. This was not the strength Tang Xiaoxiao should have at all.
Tang Xiaoxiao's soul power was still rising, from silver to golden soul power all the way. When a piece of gold exploded in the defense layer, everyone could clearly see Tang Xiaoxiao in front of them. Tang Yue knelt directly on the ground, never dreaming that this person had arrived.
"Oh my god, thank you I didn't do anything else, thank you!" Han Qing saw 'Tang Xiaoxiao' in the golden light. Fortunately, he didn't do anything wrong or outrageous, otherwise he would have been completely ruined.
