Chapter 351 Hunting (Part 2)

As time goes by, the balance of victory tilts towards the black warrior ghost and the zombie side.

The reason is nothing more than the amount of fighting spirit. In this regard, most of the undead on the ring are not as good as the three black warriors. After all, all the undead on the ring are undeads who have just entered the "Gallery Arena". Their cultivation is generally at the thirteenth level of crystal. Those who are stronger are also at the 14th level of crystal. Each of the three black warriors and the others are the strength of the thirteenth level of crystal. The fullness of fighting spirit is not comparable to that of the undead on the ring. Therefore, it is impossible to fight the ninety undeads on the ring for a long time.

"Dark Sky!"

Suddenly, the black warrior swept away the undead around him with his arms. Then, he supported his arms and a pair of black eyes flashed out a dark dark light. With one move, he knew that the combat skills that had been brewing for a long time had been brewed. In an instant, a deep and terrifying dark aura spread.

"not good!"

"This breath is so terrifying, hide!"

"Center wheel!"

The moment the black warrior used his combat skills, a group of undead who had been surrounded by the black warrior and encouraged to resist, instantly swarmed and dodged. Those who could not dodge them all used their defensive combat skills to take the attack.

"What's going on? Why can't I see it?"

"It's so dark around me, my strength, my strength is weakened."

"Quick...flash!"

But what was unexpected was that once the black warrior used his combat skills, the undead around him did not suffer any damage at all. However, the undead surrounding the ghost suddenly felt dark in front of him, and his strength began to be suppressed by mysterious power. Out of ten, he could not exert 100% or 20%. Obviously, the black warrior used this move in this place.

"kill!"

The ghost had a very tacit understanding with the black warrior. Almost as soon as the black warrior's move "Dark Sky" descended, this guy suddenly exploded, and the resentment that was originally surrounded by this group of undead was completely exploded. The attack in his hand became nearly twice as fierce, and he instantly killed several undead around him.

On the other side, Yan Xiu, who was working around the ghost but not working, was also taken care of by the "dark sky curtain" of the black warrior. His pupils flashed, and he could not see the situation in front of him. Moreover, on the skeleton, there was a wave of pressure inexplicably, as if he was suppressed by something. Yan Xiu was naturally extremely unhappy about this situation, but the things that made him even more unhappy had just begun.

Before, the ghost that was tightly surrounded by Yan Xiu and the others, as soon as it was killed, the pleasure of killing instantly filled its entire mind. It killed the dead when it met the dead, and its means were cruel. In a short while, nearly ten dead souls had been killed one after another, allowing the dead souls that were before Yan Xiu to be cleaned up by him. In this way, Yan Xiu's skeleton was immediately exposed to the ghost's somewhat scary and restless vision. The ghost almost didn't hesitate. His figure flashed and instantly rushed towards Yan Xiu, and his transparent arms were a bit of inexplicably and terrifying energy flowing. Under his waving, he bombarded Yan Xiu's head, whose eyes were blind.

"court death!"

Although Yan Xiu's pupil fire was affected by the "dark sky curtain" and could not be seen, Yan Xiu still had spiritual awareness, and it was a very powerful spiritual awareness.

As early as when he found that his pupil fire could not see, he had already released his spiritual sense. In an instant, all the situation in this arena was under his control. He sensed the ghost to rush towards him, and his murderous aura was terrifying. For a moment, an unknown anger boiled in Yan Xiu's chest. Then, after only Yan Xiu shouted angrily, a sharp sword force turned on his skeleton. The next moment, Yan Xiu's bone hand waved slightly, and a purple-green sword light flashed instantly. Then, the ghost that had just pounced on Yan Xiu's body was cut into two pieces by the "puff" sound by Yan Xiu's every move!

For a moment, the atmosphere on the entire arena suddenly paused, and almost all the undead were staring at these incredible scenes.

"Did you kill him?" The black warrior was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he came back to the taste. His black eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he did not dare to step forward at all. Obviously, this guy also knew that Yan Xiu's strength was far above him. He could not avenge his revenge when he went forward. All he could do was to deliver vegetables to Yan Xiu.

On the other hand, the zombie, who was surrounded by dozens of undead spirits, couldn't help but take time out of her "business" and look at Yan Xiu. Her yellow eyes showed a little solemnity.

"break!"

The undead on the ring also had the reaction of the black warrior zombie. Although it had fallen into Yan Xiu's spiritual sense, this guy didn't care. The vast spiritual sense, at this time, under the guidance of Yan Xiu, instantly bombarded Yan Xiu's soul fire. A black black dot that had not been before was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. With one blow, the black dot shattered, and Yan Xiu's pupil fire also restored his sight.

"It's almost done, it's time to start!"

After breaking the "Dark Sky" in one fell swoop, Yan Xiu flashed his pair of pupil fires that had just recovered his vision, and looked around indifferently at the arena that was actually under the control of his spiritual sense. Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the few, almost wounded undead, Yan Xiu's pupil fire inexplicably flashed a trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent.

"boom!"

At this time, the zombie also blasted open the already precarious encirclement in one fell swoop, turned around, with a pair of yellow eyes, looking at Yan Xiu, with murderous intentions: "I didn't expect that you actually have this kind of strength. No wonder you have been calm. You must have wanted to attack me, right? But now, your plan was disrupted by that waste, now I want to see what you have!"

"Sneak attack? There is no need to do it!"

Yan Xiu turned around slowly, and a pair of purple-green pupil fire stared at the zombie quietly, swaying gently. After saying a faint sound as if Feng Qingyun had a sound, he waved his bone hand and slowly pulled out the purple-green bone knife while slowly thinking that it would be walking.

"Skeleton, do you dare to provoke me?"

The zombie looked at Yan Xiu's careless behavior, with a huge murderous intent hidden in his heart. His yellow eyes roared and his arms were supported. The next moment, a heavy aura as heavy as a mountain slowly emerged from the zombie. For a moment, there were a few undead who had just been forced back and wanted to approach again, but were intimidated by this momentum and did not dare to move at all.

"Kill you!"

Yan Xiu turned a blind eye, and the pace of progress was not weaker. The purple-green bone knife was already held by him. For a moment, an extremely sharp sword momentum instantly appeared, suppressing the heavy aura of the zombie.

"The mountains collapse!"

As soon as Yan Xiu's sharp sword force came out, it instantly stimulated the zombie's nerves that were already a little allergic, and then made the zombie subconsciously use a low-level combat skill!

As the zombie roared, the zombie slowly raised his yellowish corpse hands. Without brewing, the next moment, he suddenly swung it out. His corpse arms were like two meteorites falling from the sky, with an unparalleled aura, cutting through the void, pressing out a series of intimidating sounds, and illusioned two yellowish meteorites the size of a basketball, smashing them hard towards Yan Xiu. The attack of Westbrook said that there would be 30,000 underworlds.

"Shun Lei Slash!"

Yan Xiu's pupils swayed, neither dodging nor dodging, and slashed the attack with his backhand.

The next moment, a brilliant purple lightning suddenly lit up, and then an extremely violent and sharp aura flashed.

"Puff!"

The next moment, the purple sword light instantly slashed the zombie's fierce and extremely "mountain crack" and bombarded the zombie. With one blow, it actually slashed the zombie dozens of meters away and smashed it heavily on the ring.

"How is that possible?"

The entire arena once again fell into a dead silence. Before this, no undead could have imagined that the battle between Yan Xiu and the zombie would be decided in one move. What was even more shocking was that the winner was not a zombie at the peak of the 14th level of the crystal with an extremely terrifying cultivation, but Yan Xiu, who seemed to be the peak of the 12th level of the golden.

For a moment, the undead on the entire arena were not only shocked, but also a little uneasy.

Seeing Yan Xiu's strength, the undead with some brains secretly wondered why this skeleton, who was so powerful that he did not take out his own strength in the previous siege battle, even such a situation occurred.

Of course, these undeads were not trying to question Yan Xiu in this way, but they felt a little uneasy in their hearts. They were worried that this terrifying Yan Xiu would attack them after killing the zombies and the black warriors. With such concerns, the undead gradually gathered together, gave up their previous actions of stopping the black warriors, and watched coldly.

Seeing this, the black warrior had already flowed, and a deep and mysterious aura began to flow above his body, slowly moving towards Yan Xiu.

Everything on the ring was under the control of Yan Xiulingjue. Yan Xiu's pupil fire swayed slightly at the small movements of the undead, and a hint of joking was flowing out. Then, he slowly turned around and looked at the black warrior who was walking towards him: "Do you think? You are better than him?"

"I don't think you'll let me go, and I don't think so, he'll be defeated!"

The black warrior looked at Yan Xiu with an expression, and kept walking. While talking, he was stepping towards Yan Xiuxing step by step. As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but flow behind Yan Xiu.

"Oh?" Yan Xiu's eyes flashed, and there was no expression on the skeleton's face without any flesh.

"mountain peak!"
Chapter completed!