The true energy affected the talisman, and the talisman leveraged the power of nature, and a ball of blazing fire enveloped the dead soldier directly in it.
Since the flames on his fists are not his own abilities. So will accelerated burning cause the cells of this dead soldier to fail faster, leading to the overall defeat?
boom
The fireball was torn apart, and the lapis lazuli armor on the dead soldier shone with light.
This time there was no prompt from Wang Hao.
Obviously, this lapis lazuli armor is not a scientific creation, it is more likely to be some kind of unscientific product.
Both fists rolled, approaching like a whirlwind of flames.
The dead soldier did not hesitate in his steps.
Feng Linye stamped his feet, leaned back and took three steps back. He flicked the edge of his sword, widened the distance again, and used his sword energy to block his opponent.
"You can't delay, you must use the fastest speed to deal with him, creating a sense of time pressure." Feng Linhui knew that ten thousand ways of fighting can slowly wear out the opponent. But now, he must act recklessly.
A sword struck the glove, splashing out dazzling sparks.
The flying shoes under the dead soldier's feet ejected a long jet of air, and he pushed it with his palms, hitting Feng Linwen with force like a millstone.
At this time, the opponent's middle door was wide open. Feng Linwen only had to summon up his true energy and stab the opponent's chest with a straight sword.
It's a pity that in this way, the distance will inevitably be shortened, and the other party's waving hands may also drag him to hell together.
Although long-range sword energy attacks or stabbings with swords have a certain power, they lack the time to accumulate power and are not as convenient and appropriate as a close-range sword attack.
Should you choose to continue fighting, or take a gamble on your own reflexes?
The opponent placed this multiple-choice question directly in front of Feng Linyi, and without hesitation put his own life as a bargaining chip.
But why did Feng Linyi follow his opponent's ideas and gamble?
Aura clone
The sword in his hand has been thrust out with the clone, and at the same time he is standing face to face with the dead soldier.
The clone stabbed out the sword, and the dead man was naturally unwilling to accept it. He just died with the clone, so he clapped his hands suddenly, like a boy worshiping Buddha, but accurately caught the sword thrust out by the clone between his palms.
The majestic sword energy and the special power on the glove exploded at the same time, and the flying sword, carrying the impact of the two forces, trembled rapidly.
"drink"
The dead man shouted, and the pair of gloves grew like monsters. In the blink of an eye, they turned into ferocious blood vessels, piercing into the two arms of the dead man, and half of his body became mechanized and alienated.
"It turns out that the madman suit is actually not a mechanical creation at all. It is a parasitic and symbiotic life that relies on absorbing the vitality of the host. The stronger the vitality input, the stronger the power it explodes." Wang Hao's The analysis rang in Feng Linwen's ears at the right time.
But at this time, Feng Linwen didn't care anymore.
The clone is holding a flying sword. This time it is his turn to fight bravely without fear of death.
The flying sword sprinted, and the sharp flying sword rubbed against the dead man's ferocious monster-like hands, making a harsh sound.
Feng Linyi's real body stood not far away, thought for a moment, and then used his trump card.
A huge turtle fell from the sky, with an aura that crushed everything, and pounced directly on the dead man, and then swallowed him in one gulp, tearing it apart and swallowing it together with the weird gloves.
The old turtle from another world was finally made into a clone by Feng Linyi.
The two clones cooperate, one restrains the opponent's hands and feet, and the other violently attacks.
In an instant, he solved the seemingly difficult opponent.
Feng Linwen wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a slightly weak but relaxed expression on his face.
"Is this your trump card? A clone with level two and close to level three." The sudden appearance of a voice made the smile on Feng Linyi's face freeze.
"It's you, you're here as expected." Feng Linyi's eyes flashed with urgency, and he said in a very confident tone, as if he already knew who was coming.
The visitor was wearing a black suit, with a full head of silver hair, an elegant face, and slightly tapered ears, showing his identity as a half-elf.
"It's a pity that you have to die here today. The person who kills you will be the fat man. And that fat man will become a wanted criminal by the federal government. If he is caught, he will be sentenced to at least five hundred years in prison. Of course no one will We can really catch him." The person said such harsh words in a very elegant tone, as if he was sure of victory.
"However, I'm still a little confused as to how you know about me." The man said with a little confusion on his face.
But then, it was covered up by an elegant smile. "But it doesn't matter. Life will always be accompanied by many unknowns and puzzles. Leaving small regrets may not be a bad thing. So, please, all of you now, Is it okay to die?”
Before he finished speaking, the people had turned into shadows all over the sky.
A powerful suppressive force has spread throughout the space.
Fatty Wang Hao's flying car didn't last more than two seconds before it exploded in the opponent's hand.
Feng Linwen's Dragon Turtle clone was also helpless.
Just when everything seemed to be over.
But it just didn't end.
For a moment, the entire space lost light and became pitch black.
When the light came back again, the originally elegant and personable man was already in a mess.
The most obvious thing is that there are three scars on his chest that are deep enough to show the bones.
There was even a strange force squirming and rolling around the wound, preventing his wound from stopping the bleeding.
Ye Fei had changed out of his standard female idol attire. He wore a black close-fitting leather jacket, tied up his long hair, and covered half of his face with a mask.
Although even so, it is still difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"Night Clan"
"Who are you and why did you interfere?" The elegant half-elf man obviously did not recognize Ye Fei's identity.
Although Ye Fei was once an ace killer, he didn't carve his name on his forehead.
And the strength of the fourth level is not enough for one person to move the entire galaxy.
Let everyone remember its features and characteristics.
Of course Ye Fei wouldn't answer.
But Feng Linyi whispered, "If you leave him, he will be the worst alive. He cannot be brain-dead."
Even if the person is dead, as long as the soul is still there or the brain is not dead, the message can still be read.
It can even be said that sometimes a corpse that can reveal secrets is far more cooperative than a living person.
Many cruel interrogations involve killing people first and then extracting information directly from the other person's brain.
When Feng Linwen finished speaking, Ye Fei had once again set off a dark curtain, shrouding his opponent.
When a red light flashed in the darkness, everything was torn apart again.
Ye Fei's hair seemed a little messy, his eyes glowed with a strange red light, and a strange rune flashed in his pupils.
The originally elegant and confident man fainted with injuries all over his body and was carried by Ye Fei in his hands.
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