Chapter 738: Be angry! Her Royal Highness

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I saw that Wang Yan slapped the fire hammer violently towards the ground, and a powerful shock wave enveloped the layers of flames, spreading out in all directions in a ring of fire.
"Kaka Kaka!"
The whole ring centered on Wang Yan, and a gully was cracked. Especially where he was hit by a hammer, a huge crater had been smashed out.
Wherever he passed, the skeletons of the skeleton soldiers were shattered by shock waves and flame explosion. Even if there was no luck and no cracking, it was swallowed by the flame and burned into coke instantly.
The ordinary skeleton soldiers and the newly revived skeleton soldiers have completely collapsed under the outbreak of this hammer. The entire ring was littered with various black skeletons and skulls.
In the ring, the army of undead that can survive, only a few bone trolls, death knights, and more than ten skeleton magicians. They still managed to survive under the protection of the Necromancer.
The so-called Skeleton Sea instantly became a skeleton soldier.
The domineering degree of this hammer naturally triggered thunderous cheers. Cool, really cool. This battle is more enjoyable and enjoyable than any previous game.
Emmons, the chairman of the Super League on the podium, twitched in the corner of his mouth. You son of flames is really too much. Is it you who came to the game or demolished the ring? Isn't this sincerely adding to their ring maintenance staff?
Still low-key all day long, low-key you soul? You will pretend to be more powerful than that of An Pei Zongxiu, and high-profile.
It was when Emmons slander Wang Yan.
Wang Yan moved again.
With a clatter, a pair of strange and domineering demonic wings flew up on his back. With a slight flap of his wings, he seemed to have passed through the space, teleported directly behind the necromancer, and slammed away with a hammer.
The Necromancer was so scared that he couldn't hold his soul. Wherever he was scared of the preciousness of the Skeletal Magician, and driven by his spiritual power, he commanded them to hug Wang Yan and act as cannon fodder.
"Boom!"
The B-level skeleton magician couldn't stop Wang Yan's fire hammer at all. A blaze of fire turned into piles of dead bones.
Fortunately, for some time, the Undead Knight rode the Winged Flame Bone Horse and stepped on the smoke of the green flame to kill the Saviour. With its strength of nearly A + level, Wang Yan's attack was naturally blocked.
"Hehehe." Wang Yan made a series of hearty laughs, "This death knight can make me look twice."
During the speech, he only went in and out, hammering hammer after hammer, continually bombarding the undead knight. Poor undead knight, although not weak in strength, can only be defeated under Wang Yan's overbearing attack, and only the resistance can't fight back.
咣 咣 咣!
On the ring, the undead knight blocked Wang Yan's eight hammers, and a big two-handed sword was exploded, clicked, all four leg bones of the blaze horse representing death were broken, and even the knight's horse was smashed. Knelt on the ring.
"Woo ~ I lost." Gabriel, the necromancer, said with a pale face. He had never imagined that Wang Yan was so strong. The undead knight whom he had high hopes only blocked Wang Yan's eight hammers ...
Is this guy a human or ancient Warcraft? How could the power be so terrible?
Although the Necromancer is an A + level repairer, his weak body is almost the same as the bone troll. When he is caught by Wang Yan's fire hammer, it is estimated that his bones and internal organs will explode.
At this moment, where can he dare to continue fighting with Wang Yan?
Wang Yan also showed his demeanor, but kicked him off the ring with one foot, without much embarrassing him. The devil's wings and flames converged, and the soaring bones and muscles retracted, turning into a handsome young man again.
"Son of flame, domineering."
"Son of flame, mighty!"
Such a hearty attack rhythm, it seems that people are boiling blood, excited, cheering is a wave higher than a wave, covering all other sounds. Even the host Sean holding the microphone, there is no doubt that they can not be done.
"Snapped!"
Wang Yan turned over and fell into the ring, his body was already wet, and his eyes were somewhat tired.
In fact, don't look at his fierce fighting at that time, but such an explosion is also very power consuming. Eight hammers knelt down on the death knight, almost every hammer was violently exhausted. Fighting with the Necromancer, you have to make a quick decision. Otherwise, once you get into a protracted war, you will be constantly summoned by the skeleton from outside to come to death.
Compared to Wang Yan, the Necromancer is much more miserable.
His magic robe was broken like a beggar, and his face was pale to no blood, and he fell under the ring in embarrassment. The most miserable thing was that everyone was cheering the child of flame, and no one noticed him as a loser.
Did the loser go to human rights?
Woo ~ Necromancer has an impulse to cry. At first, Wang Yan was drawn. He thought he was the winner. Unexpectedly, that guy was so violent.
Whether this child of flame is a human or an ancient monster, where is the terrifying combat power like humans?
At this moment, a pair of beautiful ~ legs appeared beside him, black leather boots, slender , and then looked up, the Necromancer suddenly froze.
The Dark Lady is the Dark Lady.
I saw that she took a towel in one hand and a crystal bottle in the other.
The crystal bottle was filled with transparent liquid, and there was a trace of agile energy in it constantly wandering. Even through the bottle, the necromancer can smell the vitality of it.
"This is the fountain of vitality!"
This is an extremely expensive magic water, which can replenish the energy, energy and healing power of the wound in a short time. This bottle is not cheaper than a bottle of A-level kernel essence.
When the Necromancer was shocked, a strong touch instantly filled his body, and his eyes were filled with crystal tears.
Saint, His Highness!
Oooo ~ When the world ignored me and abandoned me, I never thought that it was the Highness of the Virgin that you appeared, still holding a towel and the fountain of vitality, with a trace of concern in your eyes.
Saint, Virgin.
Necromancers are shaking their souls with excitement. From now on, I will be your most loyal slave, the most loyal dog, you can let me do anything, even if I lash out all night.
With piety, he stretched his head and tremblingly kissed the Dark Lady ’s boots to express his inner surrender and excitement.
At the same time, the Dark Lady seemed to cooperate with him, and her boots slowly lifted up.
The Necromancer shuddered, and his excited heart was filled with strong joy. This, this, this is the Holy Girl responding to herself.
Suddenly.
"Click."
A sound of bone misalignment sounded.
The necromancer only felt that a boot was stepping on his face, and stepped him directly on the mud floor under the ring, under the dislocation of the neck, and the joints clicked.
The shock inside him, this, this, this!
This is ...
Is it true that Her Royal Highness actually likes this tone? Instead of feeling humiliated, the Necromancer had an excitement in her heart, as long as Her Royal Highness was willing, she could do whatever she wanted to trample on herself.
Your Lady, step on it. The harder you step on it, the better. Your noble boots step on my face. It is the greatest honor of Gabriel in my life.
"hateful."
The Dark Lady whispered angrily, "Son of Flame, it's awful." Then, she seemed to vent her anger, her boots twisted a few times.
The severe pain made the Necromancer scream, but he bit his tongue and held it back. Because Her Royal Highness seemed to be abusing him, but the kind of hatred for the son of the flame made his heart full of warmth.
The child of flames is really abominable.
"Nana, calm down." Another pair of jade ~ foot floats, it is a pair of pure white leather boots, the relief pattern is decorated with some mysterious mysterious bright magic runes, exuding shining and holy light.
Here, Yu Guang looked at these boots in the corner of the eyes of the undead wizard, and instantly guessed the identity of the coming person-the Bright Lady.
He instinctively trembles at the appearance of the Virgin of Light, "Great Light" is the nemesis of the magic of the undead. In the qualifiers, he has suffered a lot in the hands of the Virgin.
However, it seems that the Dark Lady and the Bright Lady have come close together recently, and there seems to be a trend of not fighting and not closing the deal. Could it be said that the light lady also sympathizes with her experience and helps the dark lady to comfort herself?
The Necromancer raised his head with difficulty, his eyes lit up, as expected, the Bright Lady also held a pure white towel in her hand, and held a bottle of "Healing Holy Water" in the other hand.
Healing holy water, but the special product of the Bright Holy See, can greatly speed up the recovery of physical strength, eliminate fatigue and strengthen the body.
This moment.
The hearts of the Necromancers are melting, ohhh ~ How can I Gabriel Hod, even the two virgins ...
Two, can the two saints be humble to this, even if they die in battle? Her Royal Highness, it does n’t matter, you do n’t have to stop the Darkness, just let her step on it, step on it hard, as long as she is in a good mood and can express her emotions, you can step on it.
"Lulu, it's none of your business. The son of the blaze flames, I'm so mad." The dark maiden's body shivered lightly and stomped her feet fiercely.
"Nana, don't you not know him ..." The Bright Lady also sighed softly, "Forget it, let's go back, lest it be bad to be seen."
"Go back? Why?" The Dark Lady sneered arrogantly. "Isn't it too cheap for him? I have a move ..."
The two women's eyes kept staring at the other part of the lower ring, and their attention was all restrained. They didn't notice that they were stepping on a person under their feet.
Seeing that side, Wuya Ange and Huangfu Nanlian helped Wang Yan from left to right.
"Xiao Yan, I see you are sweating and sweating. I will wipe it for you." Nan Lian took the towel and wiped him with sweat gently and carefully.
"Xiao Yan, this is the spring of vitality I got from my last task." Wu Ya Ange even fed Wang Yan directly with a bottle, and said with carelessness, "You are also true, dealing with a third-rate character, you are so hard doing what?"
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