Eve frowned and knew that it was because of the time.

The nineteen people drink the enhancement potion at the last moment of breaking through, while the others are at the decisive battle. The time difference is not much! “Fight quickly and quickly! Don’t hold back!”

Eve repeatedly said, "The opponent's current grandmaster is similar to ours. The formation changes, focusing on attack and killing!"

"clear."

Silver Dragon Road.

There is not much time left for Eve and others, so we must fight quickly. The people who drank the enhancement potion fell down. They had not killed each other until the number of people who had not drunk the medicine was left, so that was the end.

The number of players on both sides must be balanced to have a chance of winning.

There are actually not many people who have not taken the medicine, only the Blood Wolf Guard, Rin Kyujo, and all the great masters.

Among them, many of the great masters also drank, and they were not confident about their strength.

There are probably about twenty people who don’t drink it, which means that before the time for the enhancement potion ends, the opponent must be killed to only about twenty people! Ling Fei’s side has attracted a new round of explosion! Wang Guichen, who was fighting with Ling Fei, sneered whenever he had a weakness in time. He shouted loudly: “Defense is the main thing! Drag them to death!”

Originally, Wang Guichen and his side were a little confused. After hearing Wang Guichen's words, they had a backbone and immediately began to focus on defense according to Wang Guichen's plan.

As long as you delay this period of time, Ling Fei and his side will definitely be done.

Ling Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, held Zhan Lu's sword tightly, glanced at Ghost Hand and Wang Guichen, no matter what, he solved these two people first! The crisis is not only Eve and the others, but he also has it.

The Yuanluo sword was crossed in front of him, and the Zhanlu sword was behind him. Ling Fei bent down slightly, and his body was in a strange posture.

Wang Guichen and Ghost Hand were both solemn, and Ling Fei would definitely not be aimless, and the two of them paid great attention.

"Just just saw your moves, I suddenly came up with one move."

Ling Fei said, "You will try to pull it."

Ghost Hand said coldly: "We're trying to do it?

I will make you regret it. Imature moves are seeking death when used on us!"

"Arrogant."

Wang Guichen said lightly.

Ling Fei stopped talking and kicked hard, and his whole body shot out like a sharp arrow.

Ghost Hand saw Ling Fei rushing towards him, and his claws tear up towards Ling Fei! Ling Fei in front of him did not dodge and did not have any defensive moves. Ghost Hand was ecstatic and touched him! Hissing--                                                                                                                                                                                                                               �

Just when Ghost Hand thought he was successful, the person in front of him dissipated! It turned out to be just a afterimage.

"So fast!"

The ghost's palm jumped in his heart and quickly turned around and looked back.

When Ling Fei was not behind him, suddenly a terrifying sense of crisis came from the left. He quickly faced the left and found that Ling Fei was rushing towards him as he had just now. He quickly resisted.

However, the situation was exactly the same as just now, and the claws tear up and found that the other party dissipated easily! “What’s going on?”

The ghost hand frowned. What's the point of Ling Fei's attack method?

Not only the ghost hand, but also this strange situation occurred on Wang Guichen at the same time, and Ling Fei's shadow pounced on him again and again.

Wang Guichen easily dispersed the afterimage every time! The shadows were getting faster and faster, as if dozens of Ling Fei were rushing to kill him in an instant.

Wang Guichen's heart became heavier and he thought of his fourth sword.

Ling Fei's move is similar to his fourth sword. He used his speed to make himself disappear.

Ling Fei made his figure appear constantly and turned into many afterimages.

Dozens of Ling Fei came here, and even Wang Guichen didn't know who Ling Fei was.

Because everyone has Ling Fei’s momentum! Ling Fei’s speed is so fast that it is beyond imagination. It is actually Ling Fei himself.

Wang Guichen immediately understood the mystery of Ling Fei's move. It seemed to be countless people, but in fact it was Ling Fei himself, but you must defend everyone, otherwise any of them could be Ling Fei! Wang Guichen did not hesitate and had no time to explain to the ghost hand. He immediately used the ultimate move! The sword blade storm broke out again, but this time it turned into a defensive to resist Ling Fei.

Half of Wang Guichen's side turned into a sea of ​​sword blades, and the ghost hand on the other side seemed to have not realized the horror of Ling Fei's move.

He shouted in a low voice: "Pretending to be a ghost, do you have the only ability to do this?"

Puff puff puff —                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

The ghost hand sneered, waved his arms, and wanted to split all the afterimages like before.

His random attack revealed a huge flaw! A afterimage came from the direction of his shoulder blades and penetrated with a sword! The ghost hand didn't even take it seriously. When the afterimage was inserted, his face changed drastically.

The cold Zhanlu sword had already penetrated into his chest from his shoulder blades! The Zhanlu sword cut iron like mud, and even the bones were still easily penetrated! “Hmm!”

The ghost hand groaned, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and all the afterimages around him disappeared, only the figure holding the Zhanlu sword was still there.

Ling Fei looked cold and said lightly: "Arrogant, this is the end."

Ling Fei drew his sword suddenly, and blood shot out. The ghost hand retreated repeatedly, covering his wound with his hands. His already pale face was even more terrifyingly white at this moment.

If my face was unhealthy white before, my pale look like a dead body.

Wang Guichen has released the sword blade storm, and it will not end. He swept towards Ling Fei with the sword blade storm! Ling Fei's face is as usual: "Wang Guichen, are you very confident about your fifth sword?"

"I made a change in the last battle."

Wang Guichen's voice came slowly, "You can try again."

Ling Fei held the corner of his mouth: "Last time, my strength was a little weak, and I wanted to drag Cain, so I looked embarrassed. This time, you are not so lucky!"

After saying that, Ling Fei's left hand Yuanluo sword disappeared, and the kiss of the god of death appeared in his left hand.

Ling Fei shot in the air with his backhand! Dang!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

Ling Fei smiled: "Wang Guichen, it's not good to hold on, your arms are numb, right?"

The Blade Storm seems to have a range attack, but the root cause is still martial arts.

It’s just that he has reached a certain level of strength and seems transcendent.

The so-called sword blade storm in the air is just Wang Guichen.

Ling Fei hit the sword blade storm, but Wang Guichen's sword! The sword blade storm began to shrink rapidly, and Ling Fei stood there, still moving.

He just raised the kiss of death with his left hand, swept his eyes and pulled the trigger again.

Ding!                                                                                                                              
Chapter completed!