Not counting the Inferi, the enemy has four and we have three. The quantity is not as good as the enemy, but the quality is superior to ours.
It belongs to us.
The Return of Fire in the World has been eliminated by me. As long as I take out one more Qingsongzi or Yinmozi, the victory will be on the scale.
There are two people, Yin Chi and Qing Songzi. Yin Chi's Le Nu is a spirit and is restrained by me and Sun Miaomiao. His "sound wave" attack is restrained by the Earth God's helmet. As long as his breastplate defense is broken, this person can be eliminated. But Qing Songzi is good at close combat, flexible, has bottomless physical strength, and inherited the sword of returning fire from the world, which makes her far more difficult to deal with than the tone-deaf person.
But Zhang Yuanqing believes that Qing Songzi should be eliminated first, because only Qing Songzi and Yuan Ting's reporting function can be used in the venue. (Note 1) If you think about it from someone else’s perspective, the enemy will definitely try their best to use the most cost-effective reporting method to eliminate the Tugong who only has 1 point left.
Yuan Ting has been instigated to rebel. As long as Qing Songzi is eliminated, Digong will be safe within half an hour, and half an hour is enough to end the battle.
After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Zhang Yuanqing took a step back, raised his hand to cover his mouth and spoke in a low voice:
"Sun Miaomiao, hold off Yuan Ting and Emperor Zhao Cheng. Lord Tudong, if you can lead the Yin idiots, it's best if you can kill them. I'll deal with Qingsongzi." Dividing the battlefield and defeating them one by one is the best strategy.
Sun Miaomiao recalled the scene of the world returning to fire and destroying Yuanshi Tianzun's weapon with one strike. She looked at the narrow-mouthed long knife in Qingsongzi's hand, frowned and whispered:
"Can you do it? I have to tell you, I can't delay Emperor Zhao Cheng for too long.
The landlord also cast doubtful eyes.
As a top eight player, Qing Songzi is not a soft persimmon that can be easily kneaded. Although he is definitely not as good as Yuanshi Tianzun, as a flexible and agile wood demon, with a weapon that can blow hair and break hair, his combat power will be greatly improved. And Sun Miaomiao cannot delay for too long. Yuanshi Tianzun may be able to defeat Qing Songzi, but it is very difficult to eliminate the opponent by force in a short period of time.
Neither Sun Miaomiao nor Tu Tu Gong thought he could do it.
"In one minute, within one minute, I will eliminate Qingsongzi." Zhang Yuanqing covered his mouth to prevent the enemy from reading the conversation through lip reading. One minute... Digong and Sun Miaomiao raised their eyebrows.
Yuanshi Tianzun's words revealed unparalleled confidence. Didn't he try his best in the past few games? But how is this possible?
When the two of them were surprised, Zhang Yuanqing's body disappeared into thin air in front of everyone's sight, and his Yin Corpse No. 1 ran towards Qing Songzi. Is the target me? Aomatsuko Dalin, he drew the knife and backed away - and shouted:
"Do it!"
At the same time, Qing Songzi felt strong anger in his heart. Did Yuanshi Tianzun treat him as a soft persimmon? He felt that he had been insulted. The tone-deaf man immediately put up his bamboo flute, brought it to his mouth, and started playing.
The shrill and plaintive sound waves penetrated the eardrums and brains of everyone present like steel needles, bringing pain that made the souls tremble. Musicians in the extraordinary stage have three skills: soothing, inspiring, and hypnotizing.
But the tone-deaf will not use it, because his bamboo flute can only play one kind of music, which cannot comfort, hypnotize or inspire. This music directly hurts the spirit body, and when combined with the musician's sound wave damage, it is so powerful that even the spirit body is powerful. Even the famous super night wandering god couldn't stand it.
There is no need to use the professional skills of a musician at all.
sleeping galun
The ground beneath Yin Chi's feet suddenly rose up, and the dark brown soil formed into two pairs of big hands, holding his ankles. The landowner, wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers, crouched forward and galloped forward, riding like a horse out of camp.
He regarded himself as a siege vehicle, unscrupulously and unreasonably ramming into the thin young man in the distance. The sound waves that penetrated straight into his soul had no effect on him.
Seeing this, the sound of the flute suddenly became urgent, and two hazy figures floated out of the bamboo flute, one with a graceful posture and the other with a burly figure. Two Le slaves roared out, passing by each other, to meet the Lord of the Land.
Although the sonic attack is useless, Lenu's essence is a spirit body. The spirit's possession ability interferes with the body, not the soul. This is an ability that the helmet cannot prevent.
The two music slaves crashed into the Tudong's body, fighting for the dominance of the body.
The earth bull stopped charging like a bull and stopped stiffly.
The landowner said "heh", took a deep breath, and held it down hard in his chest and abdomen. The cigar in his mouth became bright red from sucking.
"call!
He blew out white smoke with all his strength towards the tone-deaf man a few meters away. No, it was not white smoke, but a dense and thick fog. Thick fog covered the tone-deaf man who was imprisoned in place, and the flute sound was interrupted, replaced by the sound of the tone-deaf man coughing violently. He was poisoned.
On the other side, Qing Songzi, who witnessed this scene, made quick calculations in his mind.
The tone-deaf man has a breastplate to protect himself. Although the Earth God's defense is strong, his attacks are weak. For a while, the outcome of the battle is difficult to determine.
He looked in the direction of Zhao Chenghuang again and found that the two night wandering gods were rushing left and right, sometimes running forward, sometimes retreating, but they always returned to the original place on their own. Not far away from the two of them, Sun Miaomiao's eyes were dark, and behind her stood a female ghost in a nightgown, trying her best to maintain the illusion.
Sun Miaomiao was actually able to trap Zhao Chenghuang and Yuan Ting, both of the same profession, at the same time. She was worthy of being the third strongest person on the list, but she could not always trap two fellow students... Qing Songzi observed the situation and knew what she was going to do. ,
Delay time!
When Yuan Ting and Zhao Chenghuang got out of trouble and entered the field, using more and less to reverse the situation, a clump of green appeared under Qingsongzi's feet and spread quickly, forming a circular lawn with a diameter of eight meters with him as the center.
The principle of this trick is similar to removing flour on the ground and observing the invisible person through the footprints.
It can effectively prevent the attacks of night wandering gods.
The grass did not rise and fall, Yuanshi Tianzun did not come... His corpse was watching from the sidelines and did not attack... Qing Songzi did not panic.
Just now, the sound of Yin Chi's flute interrupted the rhythm of Yuanshi Tianzun's attack. Now that there is no interference from the flute, he still doesn't attack?
It's better not to attack. Delaying time will be beneficial to your side.
As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, black smoke suddenly rose from Qing Songzi's face. His reason quickly deteriorated in the negative emotions. He held his head and screamed in pain, his eyes red, like a madman or a wild beast. Thumb thump thump... The Inferi outside the lawn started to move, running wildly into the green circular area, its muscles undulating as it ran, like a hunting leopard.
Suddenly, Qing Songzi held his head in one hand and grabbed a three-inch-tall wooden figure from the inventory with the other hand.
Black smoke was emitting from the head of the withered little man, and he kept saying "chichi". The black smoke became thicker and thicker, and the black smoke on Qingsongzi's face became more and more sluggish. "Kacha!"
The wooden figure cracked.
The black smoke disappeared from Qing Songzi's face, and his sanity returned.
Looking at the Yin corpse near Chi Chi, Qing Songzi showed a sneer.
Yuanshi Tianzun had used this move when dealing with the Maoshan Warlock. In his evaluation, this move was one of Yuanshi Tianzun's trump cards and was far stronger than other methods. And it is impossible to guard against it.
Therefore, Qingsongzi prepared a consumable item for this move,
Consumables originating from the Gu Master profession.
In lawful occupations, the only means that can break the curse pollution are high-level water ghosts and high-level night wandering gods, and scouts are half of them, but these are not available for items in the extraordinary stage.
He cannot touch or use the props of the Saint Realm.
After much deliberation, we still have to learn from the barbarians and learn skills to control the barbarians.
So he used his connections to buy this consumable item called "Replacement Puppet" from the branch elder. When the user is attacked by filth, corruption, curse, etc., the puppet can withstand an attack on the user's behalf. Qingsongzi threw away the cracked puppet and strode forward with a narrow-mouthed long knife to meet the Inferi.
He wanted to catch Yuanshi Tianzun off guard.
He wanted to rely on the sharpness of the armor and weapons to destroy Yuanshi Tianzhuan's Yin Corpse.
He seemed to see the heartbroken and angry expression of Yuanshi Tianzun. While Qingsongzi was running at high speed, he relied on the flexibility of a climber to suddenly change his center of gravity and avoid the direct punch of the Inferi by turning in a direction that violated the principles of mechanics.
He twisted his ankle and rotated his body, facing the side of the Inferi. With a low roar, Qingsongzi stabbed out the narrow-mouthed long knife, using the sharpness of the weapon and the strange power of the wood demon. "puff!"
The tip of the knife pierced the gray tomb of light, and the light curtain was dented.
It would break at any time, but it was finally blocked. This Yin corpse possesses the defensive characteristics of a soil monster. Qing Songzi's face changed greatly.
At this time, he saw green weeds being trampled, and the curved weeds forming footprints, approaching him at high speed.
Yuanshi Tianzun's attack is coming.
At the same time, the Inferi next to him roared like a wild beast and swooped down. With the melee fighting ability of Dead Man No. 1, even the agile wood demon would not be able to retreat calmly.
Qingsongzi did not retreat, calmly sheathed the knife, and grabbed a wooden stick with his left hand. The hard wooden stick suddenly softened, turned like a propeller, and formed a wooden shield. "Peng!"
Qingsongzi raised his wooden shield, lowered his waist and lowered his crotch to block the powerful and heavy punch of the Yin Corpse. His eyes were always looking at the approaching footprints. When it arrived in front of him, his right arm holding the narrow-mouthed long knife, his muscles One drum.
The long knife swept across, bringing with it a shrill piercing through the air
He was confident that this sword could force Yuanshi Tianzun back. In the past few battles, Yuanshi Tianzun had never used defensive items.
And if Yuanshi Tianzun insists on exchanging injuries for injuries, he is not afraid. Yeyoushen has strong vitality and good self-healing power, but how can he compare with the recovery warlock.
"puff
The blade seemed to have hit something, but there was no obstacle. It didn't look like a real object, but more like it had hit..., water?
For a second, Qingsongzi saw the splashing water and saw the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun who had been attacked. He was wearing a black robe with a black base, red flames embroidered on the hem and cuffs, and silver waves embroidered on the chest.
The night wandering god ignored the sweep of the long knife, straightened the 40-centimeter-long Liu Ren, and stabbed Qingsongzi's chest fiercely. The skills of a water ghost, he possesses the props of the water ghost profession... Severe pain distorted Qing Songzi's face.
He kicked Yuanshi Tianzun away, blocked two punches from the Infernal Corpse, threw away the narrow-mouthed long knife, and quickly retreated. Even though his heart was pierced, his body was still agile and flexible, like an ape who was good at climbing.
Qingsongzi's chest was bleeding profusely, and green light condensed on the wound, trying to repair it, but he tried his best, but it only made the bleeding speed change:
The bleeding function of the Bloodthirsty Blade restrains the Wood Demon's recovery.
I have not lost. I still have a chance to "resuscitate". When I am about to die, I can activate "Resurrection" with full status.
★...In the following time, rely on the flexibility to avoid the attacks of Yuanshi Tianzun and the Inferi, and drag them to "Resuscitation"
Qingsongzi remained calm in the face of danger and quickly formulated a strategy. He also discarded the narrow-mouthed long knife, which was too heavy and would affect his flexibility.
The wood demon's flexibility has now become his only reliance.
Suddenly, two muffled sounds of "Peng Peng" came from the back, Qingsongzi's shoulder and spleen bones cracked, and she staggered forward.
Was he being attacked? He looked back in surprise and anger, and saw a pair of brand new and exquisite red dancing shoes a few meters behind him, falling and falling together strangely, as if there was an invisible person wearing them and walking in place.
The prop of the Night God profession? Looking at the scary and strange red dance shoes, Qing Songzi's face twisted again. A thought ran wildly in my mind: Why does he still have props!
How can he have so many props!!" Ta-da-da.
The red shoes came running with hasty steps.
Qingsongzi shakes off the tangled wooden shield and turns it into a long whip. He swings his right arm and snaps, the whip is pulled out with a loud bang and whipped towards the red dancing shoes.
The two props "collided" in mid-air, and neither one hindered the other. The two seemed not to be in the same space.
No entity? No, if it had no entity, how could it just kick me and throw me to the ground? Qingsongzi continued to roll.
...Qing Songzi threw himself sideways, avoiding the stamp of the red dancing shoes on his chest.
With two bangs, he rolled over, leaving craters on the ground.
Zhang Yuanqing cooperated with the red dancing shoes to produce a set of output. Although he did not hit the flexible wood demon, the attacks were so closely connected that Qing Songzi was tired of dealing with them.
As soon as Qing Songzi jumped up, a pair of fists were right in front of him.
He gently tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the punch, and then felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the pair of red dancing shoes stepped on the wound.
Qing Songzi's vision went dark, and his consciousness suddenly disappeared.
Under repeated blows, the wood demon with strong vitality finally ran out of energy and entered a state of near death.
The next second, a powerful life force surged out of the weak body like a cracked and dry field ushering in new water.
As soon as his mind cleared, he felt that his limbs were full of strength.
I am resurrected!
Qingsongzi's face showed an excited look, and soon he heard the spiritual realm prompt:
[Ding! You are dead, you have been eliminated!]
In Qing Songzi's last vision, he saw a fountain of blood gushing from his neck. Yuanshi Tianzun stood holding a blade, bathing in the blood. Qingsongzi's body turned into white light and disappeared. The second player is eliminated.
Under the fierce pursuit of Yuanshi Tianzun, the wood demon holding a sharp weapon persisted for less than a minute and was eliminated. The Earth God in the distance stopped "beating" the tone-deaf man, with a surprised expression on his face: "It hasn't even been a minute, you kid has hidden your strength.
Sun Miaomiao suddenly turned around and saw the scene of Qingsongzi disappearing.
So strong...Sun Miaomiao's confidence and pride as a top three player were shocked.
Before this, she always believed that she was stronger than Yuanshi Tianzun, but now, she only feels that this is a very dangerous player
In the arena, the auditorium was finally no longer silent, no longer silent, applause and cheers ebbed and flowed with each other.
This is the quarterfinals, this is exciting!
How could a carbon-based creature come up with this fighting method of threatening to take off his pants? "So strong! Qingsongzi lost too quickly."
"The rhythm is all on Yuanshi Tianzun's side. Do you think he has suddenly become stronger?"
"It's not that he suddenly became stronger, it's that he didn't use his full strength before. Damn it, this guy was just hiding his clumsiness in the battles in the past few days?"
"Doesn't that mean that even if Yuanshi Tianzun plays in the group competition, he is still at the level of the top three.
"It's not that exaggerated. It's true that he hides his clumsiness, but not much. The pair of dancing shoes and robe don't look particularly strong. They can only be considered high-quality products. High-quality props cannot threaten the top three players."
