The thin goblin hides in the crowded crowd, with vicious and proud eyes, hiding in a dark corner. His sharp voice instantly made Yiluo's eyes turn scarlet like a tower...
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In this dirty and noisy environment in the hall, the catwoman with keen senses was so stuffy and breathless from the very beginning.
At this moment, she narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced back.
The way was blocked by people with malicious intentions behind them, and in the narrow hall of the mercenary union, the excited and calculating mercenaries just watched them, provocative words poured in wave after wave.
Xia Qiu saw the scarlet in Yiluo's glaring eyes, and his heart tensed up.
No matter which world, a berserker's emotions are easy to provoke. If there is a real fight, the wood magic she knows can only be strangled by wood. Even if she uses it, it is impossible to hang the berserker directly.
The animal claws can probably cause harm, but once the cat-eared girl's identity is exposed in public, it will definitely cause even bigger disturbances...
But if she is forced to be helpless, she won't care so much! Xia Qiu looked at Yiluo, whose eyes were scarlet and his nose was puffing heavily. It was obvious that he couldn't escape this battle!
"Mu Sheng strangled!"
If you want to fight, then strike first!
"Drink!" Yiluo punched Xia Qiu with a huge fist, the muscles on his arms swelled, wrapped in the sound of the wind. If the sound of the wind caused by this force fell on Xia Qiu, the latter would definitely be blasted to pieces mud!
The expressions of the surrounding audience became excited instantly. Most of them entered the Hopeless Forest and never came back.
The skinny man was knocked down to the ground, and the rough floor was stained red with blood... Other people's misery is a good medicine for them to relieve the pressure of death! They can't wait to witness this feast of blood!
One second faster than a fist blow!
A green magic circle surged out from under Yiluo's feet in an instant, and the crazily growing vines were like tarsal maggots. Before the blown fist fell, his whole body was firmly bound by the vines, and the tower-like berserker was wrapped around his body. The vines were momentarily controlled by Xia Qiu, unable to move, but the situation fell into a stalemate.
Xia Qiujie looked at the ferocious berserker, and quietly moved to the side.
"Yiluo! I have no grievances or enmities with you, but just bumping into you is not worth a life-and-death fight?! Be sober!"
Yiluo's rough face was a little loose.
"Hey, the magician is cowardly, Yiluo, you won't be cowardly too?! Just like this, you still dare to miss Ali?" Amid the restlessness, another cold man's voice came from the corner.
Xia Qiu glanced over there quickly from the corner of his eye. The black suit was obviously an assassin's attire. There was a blond female archer standing beside the man, who obviously belonged to Yiluo's yield team...
"Xi! You don't need to talk too much!" shouted roughly, and Yiluo had completely lost his mind here. The scarlet eyes completely lost their minds, their strong muscles were like arched hills, and the vines that were trying to strangle them suddenly exploded with a "beep beep bobo".
With one step forward, the vines were completely freed, and the figure like the Illoch Tower was like a black shadow, completely covering Xia Qiu and Yi Han, and raised his fist again.
Xia Qiu dragged Yi Han backwards, but the little boy was like a rock at this moment, unable to move no matter how much he pulled.
Reason suppressed the storm of killing intent in the golden eyes, and the fuzzy black fire was regularly retracting and releasing on Yi Han's small body, which was obviously not stable.
The wind of the fist roared, blasting directly at Yi Han, Xia Qiu bit her lip fiercely, her white hand was about to transform into a cat's claw in an instant, but was suppressed by an inexplicable force.
In that instant, the black fire on Yi Han's body surged, and another extremely powerful aura instantly dragged out the goblin and the cold man in the corner.
Whether it's a Tier 3 Berserker or a Tier 4 Assassin, Goblin...
There was still a shocked or distorted expression on their faces, and without even a scream, they were burned to ashes by the sweeping black fire in an instant...
The entire mercenary hall was suddenly as silent as death.
Yi Han's body was surrounded by transparent black fire, and the five or six-year-old boy was like a Shura, with gloomy golden eyes full of madness that wanted to destroy everything. Suddenly, with a sinister smile on his cute little face, he turned and glanced at the people in the hall.