Chapter 230: Final fight

Chapter 230, the final battle
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In the middle of the square, except for the priests above the high platform, there are only four young masters of the middle-level spiritual master.
The handsome young man in a golden robe is a young master of the family of Fengjia, one of the family's rich family. The name is Feng Hao, a 25-year-old middle-aged sorcerer, who is the same as the red armor of the sacred city. Young people, Van Gogh, will have to be a bit stronger, and he must break through the middle-level sorcerer one year before the Fanzeze.
The young man with a white paper fan and a pale look is Xuan Yao. His identity is unknown. He only knows that the guest invited by the high priest is not too small, and he is the youngest middle-aged among the four on the stage. Linger, only twenty-two years old, with such a weak crown, to achieve such a strong strength, its Tianbin can be seen.
The tall and old young man is a young master from a large family in the nearby city, named Lorei, and it will take another few days to be twenty-six years old, so this time he hit the jackpot and let him catch up. The day when the priestly woman chooses to attach a horse, if it is a few days later, more than twenty-five years old, he will be disqualified for the campaign.
As for the young man who is wearing a bucket, the name is Wei Ying. The combat experience should be very rich. He is very good at sneak attack. Before, Van Gogh was wearing a mysterious defensive armor, still caught by him. The opportunity was smashed into a serious injury, which is enough to explain his ability.
Lorley Tiger, who had previously dealt with seven low-level sorcerers with Van Gogh, looked very dissatisfied. "This kind of sneak attack on the wounded rat, not worthy of fighting with the priests, let me blast you out now."
To put it bluntly, Lorraine’s one foot, the whole person, like a tiger, rushed toward the young man in the cloak, punching like a huge stone and slamming into Wei Ying.
Wei Ying said in the face of the bombing of the Lore Tiger, "Hey, you are not qualified to let me play."
He sneered, and actually singled out with Lore Tiger.
boom!
The two men collided with force and fists, and only retired in an instant.
The Lore Tiger only stepped back three steps, and Wei Ying stepped back six steps.
The power of this punch is enough to show who's fist is more powerful.
"This spiritual power is also arrogant, the mouse generation is the mouse generation." Luo Leihu is in great momentum, once again prepared to form a spiritual force toward Wei Ying.
Who knows, he just took a step, the whole person paused his body and looked at his fist that had become dark, and his face was very angry and said, "You... you make poison?"
"The wild cow is a very bull, the soldiers do not understand the truth, do not understand?" Wei Ying sneered with disdain.
Luo Leihu suppressed the fire and immediately took out the medicinal herbs to serve.
However, Wei Ying did not give him this opportunity, and even burst into a few black mists to the Lore Tiger.
"Sure enough, it is a dark attribute attack." The unspoken Xuan Yao was slightly surprised and finally started moving.
I saw a white paper fan in his hand, and a white light shone.
Here!
The black and white auras are intertwined, and the two groups of mysterious forces disappeared.
Wei Ying looked at Xuan Yaodao in a different way. "The light attribute is aura. Are you the person of the Temple of Light Star?"
Xuan Yao smiled a little, the white paper fan opened, and several beautiful female figures jumped on the paper. He coughed a bit. "Your guess is wrong. I am just a crane and a wild man. I dare not climb the temple." Under the door, it should be that you should be under the shadow of the shadows?".
Wei Ying blinked his eyes and said, "Are you really not under the door of the Hall of Light?".

Is this really important?
Xuan Yaofeng was light and empty.
"If it is not, then you will die for me!" Wei Ying stunned Xuan Yao's fan, and as a ghost, he swept past Xuan Yao, and his palms were fully blasted.
Xuan Yao noodle this move, his face still hangs a smile, the white paper fan in his hand is still light, it seems that this trick is not seen in the eyes.
"The mouse generation, your opponent is me!" The Lore Tiger on the side screamed, and the heavy knife was suddenly squirted behind, and a thunderous knife smacked with a fine electric power and slammed into Wei Ying.
"Ray attribute spiritual power!" has been paying attention to the battle of Ling Xiao reveals a strange color.
He just saw that the Lore Tiger made the earth attribute attack, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a thunder attribute attack, which really surprised him.
It seems that Lore Tiger is a fellow fellow of mines.
Wei Ying did not expect that Luo Leihu’s poison was still fierce. He immediately gave up the attack on Xuan Yao, and his body volleyed several times in a row, which escaped the lore of Lore Tiger.
However, the Lore Tigers are not in the forefront, and the heavy knives in their hands are rushing toward Wei Ying.
Booming!
In the middle of the square, there was a thunderous sound. The marble of the site was bombarded by the power of lightning and the smoke was splashed.
"Thunderstorm attacks are not the most powerful attribute, it is terrible!".
"I didn't expect this big man to be so fierce. It is not easy to come to the Fengjia Master to get the embroidery ball."
"It's hard to say that now Feng Shao's young master is still not moving. It seems that he wants to wait until the end to take advantage of the fishermen."
"This is possible, I hope that Feng Hao's young master can win the embroidery ball. Fengjia is also the first family of our sacred ritual city. It is a combination of priest and daughter."
......
The city people whispered underneath.
In the center of the field, Wei Ying still did not fight hard with Lore, but he used his comfortable pace to evade the attack of Lore Tiger and let him return without success.
"The mouse generation, there is a kind of hiding, I thundered you with a knife," Loyre Tiger yelled angrily.
Although his attack power is strong, but unfortunately the speed is not good, and this can not lock Wei Fei.
Wei Ying did not pay attention to Luo Leihu, and he sneered in his heart. "You can strengthen the attack, and the blackness will spread faster."
"I forced you, I will marry your dog's head today." When Lorry couldn't do anything, he yelled, and the whole person leaped high. The whole body gathered the spirit of the thunder, and the knife swayed into the sky. Body, it seems extremely domineering.
Bang!
A thunderbolt above the sky seems to have gotten some kind of summoning, and it actually came out.
"I can actually lead to the thunder and lightning to add, even if the high-level sorcerer does not dare to pick up this trick, this guy is really strong!" Ling Xiaowang looked at Lorry Tiger and said, while secretly comparing in his heart, If he tried his best to fight with Lori Tiger, he would be afraid of losing him.
Xuan Yao looked at Lore Tiger and shook his head and said, "I can only try to make a bitter fruit."
When he had just finished speaking, the Lore Tiger, who had not yet made a move, swayed a few times from the sky, and the whole person fell.
"At the end of the attack," Wei Ying sneered, and his body shape moved again, killing the Lorraine tiger.
Xuan Yao once again blocked Wei Yingdao. "He has been defeated. Why are you going to kill it?"
"Hey, hate guy, since you stop me from killing him, then I will kill you." Wei Ying looked at Xuan Yao very disgusted, and his palms flashed a pair of black gloves.
This is his real mystery, and it is also used to conceal the vanguard of Van Gogh, to reach the third-order high-order metaphysics.
This time he is going to move the real thing.
"Black sand palm!" Wei Ying drank, and instantly shot dozens of palm black palms.
Xuan Yao's luck and enthusiasm, the white paper fan in his hand easily waved freely, dozens of fan shadows like a butterfly like a shadow all blocked the black palm of Wei Ying.
Wei Ying's move is just to take advantage of the enemy's plan, and the pace is reappearing. He wanders around the side of Xuan Yao, and has a black fine needle in his hand, which has been ejected toward Xuan Yao.
"Be careful with the hidden weapon!" Lore Tiger, who fell to the ground, couldn't help but remind him.
Xuan Yao quickly rushed to dodge, and at the same time, the white paper fans in the hands of the United States and the United States to connect a few times, a few white light intertwined as a star to Wei Ying.
Wei Ying had no fruit, and he repeatedly evaded the attack of Xuan Yao. He was very angry with Lori Tiger.
If there was no Lore Tigers to match, I was afraid that he could immediately defeat Xuan Yao.
He pondered in his heart, "You can't go on like this anymore, or you will only be cheaper."
Wei Ying was cautious and knew that he was consumed with Xuan Yao and was not interested in himself. So he changed his direction and attacked the past with Feng Hao.
Feng Hao wiped out a confident smile and muttered. "It seems that I don't want to take advantage of it. If so, let me finish this game soon."
Feng Hao did not meet Wei Ying's attack, but instead avoided his direction, and quickly smashed the embroidered ball falling in the middle of the field.
If you want to be a high priest, Jackie Chan is fast, not the last person can be made, but the embroidery ball is taken to the priests on the high platform and presented to her, this is the priest’s husband’s husband. The candidate was chosen.
"Thinking of the beauty" Wei Ying saw the intent of Feng Hao at a glance, and the speed increased again, and the palms rushed toward Feng Hao.
If Feng Hao insists on picking up the embroidered ball, he will be seriously injured by his hand.
Feng Hao naturally did not dare to take risks, but he also had a good time. The backhand waved a golden awn to block Wei Ying. At the same time, the body rolled over to the embroidered ball again, and the feet were put together and the embroidery ball was caught in the air. He used his toes to jump up and look at the embroidery ball in his hands.
Xuan Yao looked at the side and smiled. "You are not the one who has a good relationship. This embroidery ball will be taken again."
He said, the white paper fan waved, the spirit brought the wind, and the embroidered ball was scraped to the other side.
Feng Hao glanced at Xuan Yao with dissatisfaction, but he had no time to go to embroider the ball at this time, but immediately returned to the defense against Wei Ying.
Xuan Yao took the opportunity to rush towards the embroidery ball.
Feng Hao is in a position to win this battle, and it is easy to let Xuan Yao win.
"Golden poles kill!" Feng Hao shouted, the whole person Jin Mang Sheng, the whole body spirits spread out, the hands of the golden sword instantly waved countless golden sharp blades, the power is extremely strong.
Wei Ying, who was closest to Feng Hao, was the first to bear the brunt. He couldn’t help but just hit the black palm and blast the gold blade.
However, Feng Hao's move is the top-level sword of the green step, and its power is amazing.
There is still a gap between Wei Ying's strength and Feng Hao. After being under the guard for a long time, he was scratched by the golden blade and cut through many obstacles. The blood flowed out from the cracks.
If Feng Hao took the opportunity to kill it again, Wei Ying may not be able to stop it.
However, Feng Hao is not trying to fight with Wei Ying, and his goal is still the embroidery ball.
Feng Hao’s killing changed direction and swept toward Xuan Yao.
In the middle of the square, only the golden swords of the sky are left.
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