When Wu Yun heard this, he didn't panic at all, with a calm look on his face. Seeing Yu Xing rushing towards him, Wu Yun suddenly gave up casting spells.
"Have you given up?! Haha!" Yu Xing laughed. However, the next second, Yu Xing suddenly felt a chill in his waist, and a '-103' injury appeared on his head.
"All of them? It's so hard?!" Wu Yun looked in disbelief after seeing the damage value. You must know that although the single attack of a dual-cultivation weapon is not high, if the damage of the two items is added up, it can definitely compete with the same profession. After attacking Yu Xing, the combined magic damage and physical damage on the sword actually lost so little health. No wonder Wu Yun was so surprised.
When Yu Xing saw the injury, he let out a long sigh and smiled, but he didn't refute Wu Yun's guess. However, just as Yu Xing was about to move, Wu Yun pointed at Yu Xing coldly and said, "Curse of power!" Then before Yu Xing could react, Wu Yun walked directly towards Yu Xing.
Is this guy looking for death? A power curse just wants to get close to me? Although Yu Xing was surprised, his men showed no mercy. The light of darkness slashed hard. And Wu Yun actually put his hands on the sword, apparently trying to resist? !
"Seeking death!" Yu Xing shouted. This is too underestimated. As expected, the dark clouds were immediately thrown away by Yu Xing's blow.
"Hey, does it hurt? You actually competed with me." Yu Xing looked gloating.
Wu Yun got up from the ground, raised his magic sword, and immediately replenished the health points that had been knocked out by the previous blow. Then he said calmly: "It seems that you have also increased your strength. Judging from your speed, your agility is not low. I really wonder how a guy like you who has increased your strength can become the leader of the Seven Little Powers!"
Damn it, this guy was trying to test my strength on purpose. Yu Xing suddenly cursed in his heart and couldn't help complaining about why he didn't use a skill to be cruel at that time. However, after hearing the last word, Yu Xing was stunned.
You must know that in legends, as long as you don't tell it, no matter what method you use, others will not be able to know the name of your game. Unless you join a guild, form a team, trade, etc. Otherwise, the only way is to recognize faces. And it was because Yu Xing knew this that he had the confidence to bet on equipment with others.
"Haha, who are you talking about? Who is the leader of the Seven Little Powers?" Yu Xing said sarcastically.
Wu Yun stared at Yu Xing and smiled, pointed at Qi Jian standing aside and said: "He is also the Seven Little Strong, but he still can't identify your equipment. Except for the leader of the Seven Little Strong, who is good at being ridden by horses. Who else is there?"
"Damn, why did I forget this?" Yu Xing complained with a depressed look.
"Let me tell you, who dares to gamble with such good equipment. It turns out to be you. I have such a bad temper. Hurry up and fight. I will spar with you later." Qi Jian said from the side.
Yu Xing's face was wrinkled at this time, and he felt that the sky couldn't help but darken. When he turned his head, he saw a woman wearing white gauze floating in the air beside the dark cloud. After identification, the system told Yu Xing that the woman was called Dead Soul. Suddenly, Yu Xing felt that it was getting dark.
"Why are you like this? You secretly used your skills when I wasn't paying attention. That's so unkind." Yu Xing said depressedly.
Wu Yun said calmly: "You can't stop it from being released openly and honestly. The poisonous fog of the undead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large black-purple mist began to pour out of Wu Yun's body, and suddenly nothing around him could be seen. Yu Xing suddenly thought to himself that it was terrible. In the poisonous fog of the undead, firstly, there was no vision, and secondly, the enemy would reduce all resistances in all aspects. The big man had summoned a ghost once before, and Yu Xing was deeply aware of how powerful the dead ghost was. But at this time, facing such an enemy in the poisonous mist of the undead, Yu Xing suddenly felt weak in his heart.
Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard, and the mist in front of him suddenly surged. Yu Xing couldn't react in time, and was immediately wrapped tightly around his body by a white chain!
"Spiritual curse! Kiss of annihilation! Mark of death!" In the black fog, the whisper of dark clouds came. At the same time, a sharp roar from a female voice reached Yu Xing's ears. The white chains wrapped around Yu Xing's body seemed to be recharged for a moment. The bound arms felt extremely painful instantly!
"I'm taking the exam!" Yu Xing couldn't help shouting in pain. And the health points on his head were falling like a waterfall. Yu Xing endured the pain and glanced at the injury, and was immediately horrified. Even Yu Xing couldn't sustain such an injury for long.
"Why the hell did the damage increase so much in an instant?" Although the players standing outside could not see the actual situation, they could still get some clues from the dropped health points. When the surrounding players saw this damage, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
There was no expression on Qi Jian's face, he just squinted his eyes and silently looked at the black fog in front of him, as if his gaze could penetrate the fog. "Show some skills." Qi Jian said softly.
"The spirit determines the magic resistance. The dead priest cursed the good man's spirit before attacking, which reduced the good man's magic resistance a lot. That's why the damage is higher. Well, he is a master. But compared to me, he is still a loser. It’s too much.”
A voice suddenly appeared in the crowd, and upon hearing that person's explanation, the players around him suddenly became enlightened. As for the rest, they were collectively ignored. Qi Jian was stunned for a moment. He looked up to search for the speaker, only to find that he could no longer find the speaker.
"Whirlwind!" Yu Xing shouted violently. The big sword spun crazily, and the surrounding airflow immediately followed Yu Xing. Yu Xing gritted his teeth and swung it in one direction, and suddenly black and purple mist rushed in that direction. Yu Xing couldn't help but feel happy. The biggest weakness of the undead poison mist was that it couldn't be controlled. Once there was a skill that could control the air flow, it could be easily cracked. However, when he lowered his head, Yu Xing found that the white chains were still tightly wrapped around his body, and he couldn't help but secretly clenched his fists.
Dark Cloud looked at the fog that had dispersed and said nothing. With a slight bow of his head, the dead soul dived and flew towards Yu Xing.
Although Yu Xing was entangled in chains, they were only entangled in the upper part of his arms. The hands can also move in a small range and release skills. At this time, when he saw the dead soul flying towards him, he didn't panic much. Qiang raised his sword and shouted: "Collapse Mountain Strike!"
With a bang, Yu Xing crushed the ground with one kick, and his body flew into the sky like a cannonball, hitting the dead soul. Wu Yun stood below, waving his magic sword continuously, and began to frantically release skills towards the dead soul, constantly strengthening the dead soul.
We can't let this guy continue to strengthen like this! Yu Xing thought to himself. And Yu Xing is not a holy light priest, and he cannot offset the strengthening of dark clouds. The only way is to kill the dead soul once and for all! Thinking of this, Yu Xing looked at the dead soul in front of him and suddenly put his sword aside. He opened his arms instead, trying to pull the dead soul with him to the ground.
"The good guys are going to win. The dead soul has very little health, so all he needs to do is pull him to the ground and give him a hard K. The dead animal is still too young and too dependent on the dead soul, so he won't be able to save it in time." In the crowd, the one who spoke earlier The man made another comment, and the players around him immediately nodded again and said with a taught expression: "I see."
Qi Jian raised his head again, but there were players everywhere in the crowd. He couldn't find the person who spoke, so he had no choice but to continue watching the battle between the two. At the same time, I couldn't help but feel secretly worried about the dead souls summoned by the dark clouds.
However, what surprised everyone was that as soon as Yu Xing grabbed the dead soul, he suddenly let go before his body fell down! Immediately, someone in the crowd couldn't help shouting: "Is your sister mentally disabled?"
Yu Xing, on the other hand, didn't hear the onlookers' words at all. His face was pale and his whole body was trembling. Looking at the dark clouds in the distance that were still strengthening the dead souls, he trembled and said, "Isn't this girl so pretty?"
Wu Yun was also stunned when he heard this. He looked up at the dead soul and couldn't help but tremble. He forced a smile and said, "Haha, a little bit."
Yu Xing, on the other hand, immediately shed tears of regret. When he used the mountain collapse attack to attack the dead soul, he actually had a small thought in mind. Viewed from a distance, the dead soul is dressed in fluttering white clothes and its face is hidden under the white gauze. Only the exquisite body can be seen looming, full of temptation. So Yu Xing rushed over without hesitation, preparing to take a look at her beauty. But little did he know that as soon as he got close to the dead soul, Yu Xing saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
The photos are not trustworthy because they are photoshopped. The real person cannot be trusted because of plastic surgery. The exquisite body cannot be trusted because it is called a dead soul. Yu Xing really wanted to slap himself hard twice. The evil ghost looked so ugly, how could the dead soul be any better? The moment he saw the dead soul's face, Yu Xing felt as if he was electrocuted. He shuddered violently all over his body and fell down like a bird with broken wings.
"Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. The three views have been destroyed, and the five roots have been purified." Yu Xing couldn't help but say it. But after he came to his senses, he couldn't help but look worried when he looked at the strengthened dead soul with purple energy and the ferocious dark cloud holding a sword. At this time, the chains on Yu Xing were finally lifted automatically. But in an instant, Wuyun cast a curse and various weakening skills on Yu Xing extremely quickly.
Looking at his red and black attributes, Yu Xing's face wrinkled up. Wu Yun, on the other hand, showed no mercy, and the dead soul's skills came to Yu Xing's side in an instant. Just as Yu Xing was about to dodge, he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him. With a flash of sword light, he was struck hard by a dark cloud behind him!
"Dual control?" Yu Xing blinked. There is no system control in the legend. The things summoned are all controlled by one's own thoughts. The big one is because the two bodies cannot be controlled well, so the evil ghost can be destroyed so easily. At this time, Wuyun directly raised it to control two body attacks at the same time!
The crowd of onlookers also marveled, and the difficulty in this was naturally self-evident. Wu Yun didn't say anything. When he raised his hand and waved his sword, the body of the dead soul immediately followed and launched an attack.
Seeing this scene, Yu Xing couldn't help but shouted with a depressed look: "Nah, it's a mixed doubles match!"
(End of chapter)