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Wang Yan slapped the fire hammer to the ground, and a powerful shock wave swept with layers of flames, spreading in all directions in the shape of a fire ring.

"Crack!"

The entire arena was centered on Wang Yan, and gullies cracked. Especially the place where he hit with a hammer, a huge meteorite crater had been smashed.

Wherever they passed, the bones of the skeleton soldier were shattered by the shock wave and the explosive power of the flames. Even if they were lucky enough to break, they were swallowed by the flames and instantly burned to coke.

Ordinary skeleton soldiers and newly resurrected skeleton soldiers have completely collapsed with the explosion of this hammer. All kinds of charred skeleton soldiers were scattered on the entire arena.

On the ring, there were only a few skeleton trolls, death knights, and more than a dozen skeleton magicians who survived. They were barely survived under the protection of the wizard.

The so-called skeleton sea instantly turned into a skeleton remnant soldier.

The domineeringness of this hammer naturally triggered thunderous cheers. It was so cool. The viewing and refreshing feeling of this battle was far more than any previous one.

Emmons, the chairman of the Super League on the rostrum, his lips twitched. Son of Flame, you guys are so overdoing it. Are you here to compete or break up the ring? Isn’t this sincerely causing trouble for their ring maintenance staff?

You are still low-key all day long, you are so low-key? You are even more capable of pretending than that Ampe Zongxiu, and you are even high-profile.

Just when Emmons complained about Wang Yan in his heart.

Wang Yan moved again.

With a "wow", a pair of demon wings with a very cool shape and arrogant look appeared on his back. The wings flapped slightly, and he seemed to have passed through space and teleported directly behind the undead wizard, and smashed them away without hesitation.

The undead wizard was so scared that he was not possessed. He was not afraid of the preciousness of the skeleton magician. Driven by his mental power, he directed them to rush towards Wang Yan and acted as cannon fodder.

"Bang bang bang!"

The B-level skeleton magician could not stop Wang Yan's fire hammer at all. A piece of fire lingered in the air, turning into piles of dead bones.

Fortunately, after some time, the Undead Knight rode the Nether Flame Bone Horse and stepped on the green flame killer to come to save the master. With its nearly A+ level strength, it naturally blocked Wang Yan's offensive slowdown.

"Hahaha." Wang Yan let out a series of hearty laughter, "Just this undead knight can give me a few more glances."

While speaking, he only advanced and did not retreat, and hammered one after another, and continuously blasted towards the undead knight. Although the poor undead knight was not weak, he could only retreat step by step under Wang Yan's domineering attack, with only the power of resistance and no ability to fight back.

Bang bang bang bang!

On the ring, the undead knight blocked Wang Yan's eight hammers, and with a bang, the big sword with both hands was blown out. The four legs of the Nether Flame Bone Horse, which represents the arrival of death, broke all the knight and his horse were smashed to kneel on the ring.

"Woooo~ I lost." The undead wizard Gabriel said with a pale face. He never expected that Wang Yan would be so strong. The undead knight whom he had high hopes only blocked Wang Yan's eight hammers...

Is this guy a human or an ancient monster? How could his power be so distorted? It's terrible?

Although the undead wizard has A+ level cultivation strength, his weak body is at most similar to the skeleton troll. If he is rubbed by Wang Yan's fire hammer, his bones and internal organs will probably explode.

At this moment, how could he dare to continue fighting with Wang Yan?

Wang Yan showed his demeanor, and just kicked him off the ring, not making any more embarrassment. The devil's wings and flames condensed, and the surged bones and muscles shrank back, and turned into a sunny and handsome young man again.

"Son of Flame, domineering."

"Son of Flame, mighty!"

Such a refreshing attack rhythm made people excited and excited. The cheers were louder and louder than each other, covering up all other sounds. Even the host Sean was holding the microphone, and there was no doubt that he could not beat them.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan turned over and fell off the ring. His body was already wet and his eyes were a little tired.

In fact, although he fought so hard at that time, such an explosion was also very powerful. The eight hammers knocked the Death Knight, and almost every hammer was doing all his strength. If he fought with the undead wizard, he had to fight quickly, otherwise once he fell into a protracted battle, he would constantly summon skeletons from another world and die alive.

Compared to Wang Yan, the undead wizard is much more miserable.

His magic robe was as broken as a beggar, his face was pale and bloodless, and he fell under the ring in a mess. The most miserable thing was that everyone was cheering the Son of Fire, and no one noticed him, the loser.

Did the loser really not take human rights?

Woo~ The undead wizard had the urge to cry. At first, he was drawn by Wang Yan. He thought he had won the grand prize and was favored by the god of death to advance to the top 16. But unexpectedly, that guy was so violent.

Is this Son of Fire a human or an ancient monster? How could his terrifying combat power be like a human?

At this moment, a pair of beautiful legs appeared beside him, black leather boots and slender ****. Looking up, the undead wizard was stunned.

The Dark Saint is the Dark Saint.

I saw her holding a towel in one hand and a crystal bottle in the other.

The crystal bottle was filled with transparent liquid, with a trace of agile energy constantly swaying. Even through the bottle, the undead wizard could smell the vitality in it.

"This is a spring of vitality!"

This is an extremely expensive magic water. It can replenish the consumed physical strength, energy, and powerfully heal wounds in a short period of time. This bottle alone is no cheaper than a bottle of A-level core essence.

The undead wizard was shocked, and a strong feeling filled his whole body instantly, and his eyes were filled with crystal tears.

Saint, His Highness!

Woo woo woo woo ~ When the whole world ignored me and abandoned me, I never expected that it was the Saint Highness that you appeared, holding a towel and a spring of vitality, with a hint of concern in your eyes.

Saint, Saint.

The soul of the undead wizard was trembling with excitement. From now on, I will be your most loyal slave and your most loyal dog. You can do anything, even if you whip me all night.

He stretched out his head with a pious touch and trembled to kiss the Dark Saint's boots to express his inner surrender and excitement.

At the same time, the Dark Saint seemed to cooperate with him and his boots slowly lifted up.

The undead wizard trembled all over, and his excited heart was filled with strong joy. This, this, this, this, this is the saint responding to herself.

Suddenly.

"Crack."

A sound of bone dislocation sounded.

The undead wizard felt a boot stomping on his face, and directly stepped on him on the mud under the ring. His neck was dislocated and his joints were clattering.

He was shocked in his heart, this, this!

Your Highness, this is...

Could it be that His Highness the Saint actually likes this tone? The undead wizard not only did not feel humiliation, but instead felt an excitement in his heart. As long as His Highness the Saint is willing, she can step on her, she can do whatever she wants.

Your Highness, step on it, the harder you step on it, the better. Your noble boots stomp on my face is the greatest honor for me, Gabriel, in this life.

"hateful."

The Dark Saint said in a low voice, "Son of Flame, it's so hateful." As she said that, she seemed to vent her anger and twisted her boots hard a few times.

The severe pain made the necromancer almost scream, but he bit his tongue tightly and held back. Because His Highness seemed to be abused by him, but the appearance of sharing the same hatred of the Son of Fire made his heart full of warmth.

The Son of Fire is so hateful.

"Nana, calm down." Another pair of jade feet floated over. It was a pair of pure white leather battle boots, with embossed patterns adorned with some mysterious and mysterious light magic runes, emitting a shiny and holy light.

This, the undead wizard glanced at the pair of combat boots from the corner of his eyes, and instantly guessed the identity of the person, the Holy Maiden of Light.

He instinctively trembled at the appearance of the Saint of Light. "The Great Holy Book of Light" is the nemesis of the undead magic. In the qualifiers, he suffered a lot of hardships in the hands of the Saint of Light.

However, recently, the Dark Saint and the Dark Saint of Light seem to be very close, and there seems to be a trend of not fighting or making a deal. Could it be that the Dark Saint of Light also sympathizes with her own experience and helps the Dark Saint to comfort herself?

The undead wizard raised his head with difficulty, his eyes lit up. Sure enough, the Saint of Light also held a pure white towel in his hand, and the other hand was holding a bottle of "Healing Holy Water".

Healing the Holy Water is a specialty of the Holy See of Light, which can greatly accelerate the recovery of strength, eliminate fatigue, and strengthen the body.

This moment.

The heart of the undead wizard is about to melt, wuwu~ What can I do with Gabriel? I can make both His Highnesses...

Two, two saints can treat the humble, so what if they die for them? His Highness, the Holy Maiden of Light, it doesn’t matter. You don’t have to stop the Holy Maiden of Darkness, just let her step on it. As long as she is in a good mood and can vent her emotions, she can step on it anyway.

"Lulu, it's not your business. That bastard, the son of Fire, is really angry." The dark saint trembled slightly and stomped his feet hard.

"Nana, you don't know him..." The Saint of Light also sighed, "Forget it, let's go back so that it will be bad if someone sees it."

"Go back? Why?" The Dark Saint sneered proudly, "Isn't this too cheap for him? I have a trick..."

The two women's eyes were always on another part of the ring, and their attention was all restrained, and they didn't notice that there was still someone under their feet.

On that side, Wu Ya'ange and Huangfu Nanlian supported Wang Yan from left to right.

"Xiao Yan, seeing that you are sweating profusely, I'll wipe it for you." Nan Lian took the towel and gently and carefully wiped him sweat.

"Xiao Yan, this is the spring of vitality that I got from doing the mission last time." Wu Ya'an Ge even fed Wang Yan with a bottle and said coquettishly, "You are really, why are you doing so hard when dealing with a third-rate character?"
Chapter completed!