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No wonder Wei Mo still has so many worms hidden in his body after things have come to this point - they can be used!
"Zhang Yang, kill!"
With a roar, Li Guanqi quickly threw a ball of fire at Wei Mo.
And Zhang Yang also lifted the big sword and shot it out instantly, leaving a deep footprint on the grass, and rushed more than 20 meters in a blink of an eye, constantly closing the distance between him and Wei Mo.
"Buzz-"
Three one-level curse worms flew out immediately, and stabbed Zhang Yang fiercely with their terrifying mouthparts that were like steel needles, but were as long as daggers.
"Chong!"
Zhang Yang was forced to stop, and quickly swung his big sword to resist. The blade of the sword collided with the steel needle mouthpiece, and there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting.
"Clang clang!"
For a moment, bright red sparks continued to explode in the grass under the night. Zhang Yang dealt with three one-level curse worms by himself.
Evenly matched?
It's hard to tell which is better in a short time!
The outcome of this battle will still fall on Li Guanqi himself.
He threw a ball of green fire at Wei Mo earlier, while Wei Mo stood calmly on the spot, raised his hand and released a small pool of blood, and made a tactic with his right hand, the green light flickered, and the blood condensed into a shield.
Spell: Blood Shield!
"Snapped!"
However, after Li Guanqi's green fireball hit the blood shield, the flame dissipated instantly, and then the blood contained in it sprinkled on the blood shield, quickly spreading along the surface of the shield.
at the same time.
Li Guanqi, who was standing a few meters away, made a fist with both hands.
"Zizi-"
The next moment, Wei Mo's blood shield collapsed as quickly as if it had been corroded, and turned into a pool of dark red blood that had completely lost its spiritual power in an instant, spilling on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, without hesitation, Li Guanqi threw out a ball of dark green ghost fire again, grinning lightly.
"Master! I've seen all your spells!"
The battle between conjurers is a contest of knowledge!
The principle and cracking method of Wei Mo's blood shield technique have long been known to Li Guanqi, so it can be easily resolved with the blood contained in the first ball of flame.
But at this time, the second flame he threw was already approaching Wei Mo's body!
"But you're still too tender."
Wei Mo remained expressionless, "Next, make a feint, and the flames will turn into fog."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Guanqi's dark green flame exploded, turning into an extremely dense dark green mist, covering an area of several meters around.
Wei Mo remained expressionless.
"After confusing my sight, I will rush forward directly with a body stronger than ordinary people, and my blood will become a soldier."
In the green mist, Li Guanqi's tall figure suddenly rushed out!
I saw him holding a blood shield in his left hand and a blood-colored long sword in his right hand. Although he successfully rushed in front of Wei Mo, his expression was still extremely ugly.
Damn!
Wei Mo actually saw through his two moves!
"You are too tender."
Wei Mo sighed softly, making a single-handed tactic with his right hand hidden in his sleeve robe.
"Shhhhhh!"
Suddenly, countless vines broke out from the ground under Li Guanqi's body, instantly entangled him into a mummy, his whole body was entangled by vines, and fell heavily to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and struggled frantically on the grass, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of these vines.
Damn!
This is a one-level spell: the touch of the vine demon!
Chapter 22 Killing Wei Mo and Fighting Zhang Yang
"Disciple..."
Wei Mo walked up to Li Guanqi, his eyes drooped, and his voice was indifferent: "You are very good, really, if I had your cautious and distrustful character back then, maybe the ending would be different...
It's a pity that the current you are still too immature. From the application of spells, judgment of shots, etc., you are too immature in all aspects. "
"Ah!"
Li Guanqi, who was bound by vines, fell to the ground, looked at him and grinned, "Wei Mo, why rely on the old to sell the old? What's not tender? Isn't it because you have experienced too many battles, can you guess my battle ideas?
To put it bluntly, it is just poor information.
But, Wei Mo, have you ever thought that you are not the only one with poor information.
My Tongyou is different from your Tongyou. "
"Ok?"
Wei Mo frowned, and subconsciously wanted to back away.
"?!"
But at this moment, the old dwarf suddenly shrank his pupils, let out a muffled grunt, and suddenly froze in place.
Because Li Guanqi used his talent to communicate with the secluded, and forcibly ordered those curse insects hidden in Wei Mo's clothes to attack him!
There were thousands of dense and incomparably tiny curse insects, and all of them got into Wei Mo's body at this moment, gnawing at the flesh and blood wantonly.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of curse insect that is less than one yuan would not dare to attack the magician, let alone eat the flesh and blood of the magician.
Even if Li Guanqi forced the order, he couldn't do it, so he hadn't done this until now.
But the problem is that Wei Mo casts the one-level spell "Touch of the Vine Demon" at this moment to forcibly restrain him.
And the maintenance of the spell requires constant consumption of spiritual energy.
Not to mention that Wei Mo has already fallen to the first yuan level. At this moment, it is equivalent to leapfrogging a level, and the spiritual power required is even greater. In addition, his dwarf body of less than 1.2 is too small, and there is little blood in his body, which can accommodate him. Less spiritual power.
There is not much spiritual power, and a lot of it needs to be consumed.
The higher the aptitude of the conjurer, the more crippled the body, the less good at protracted warfare!
Wei Mo is exactly like that!
Cast a spell or two and you're close to the limit!
The old dwarf had poured almost all of his spiritual power into the vines of the "Touch of the Vine Demon", and the spiritual power of the "Conjurer" in his body had dropped to the lowest point.
In this situation, it is no longer possible to deter the curse worms.
Therefore, under Li Guanqi's compulsory order, Wei Mo's curse worms, which were hidden in his clothes all year round, were originally used to protect himself, but at this moment, they were used by Li Guanqi and turned into sickles for Wei Mo's death.
Everything!
The so-called battle is calculation!
"puff!"
Countless curse worms gnawed at Wei Mo's body, causing him to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and quickly withdrew the spiritual power injected into the vines, preparing to let the spiritual power flow back and disperse the curse worms.
However, the vines that had lost their spiritual power were no longer so tough.
"boom!"
Li Guanqi shook his arms, and the powerful force of the alien blood warrior, which is beyond ordinary people, erupted. He forcibly broke free from the shackles of the vines, and countless broken vines scattered in all directions!
With a ferocious face, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, his tall body seemed to cover the moonlight in the sky, with both hands tightly holding a blood-red long sword condensed with blood, he slashed fiercely at Wei Mo below him!
"Pfft!"
Blood shot!
A head flew high!
"boom."
Wei Mina couldn't believe it. With a bit of unwilling head and a patch of scarlet blood, he drew an arc from mid-air, landed on the grass, rolled several times, and dyed the grass red with blood.
then.
His small headless body fell backwards.
"Hu-hu-"
Holding a bloody sword in his right hand, Li Guanqi stood in front of the corpse, looking down at the scene, his face was covered in blood spattered, panting heavily, his pupils constricted.
It was a mixture of fear and excitement.
he……
Killed!
kill……
people……
Ok? !
A strange feeling suddenly appeared in Li Guanqi's heart.
It's like going back to the old basketball court.
"Hey, Guanqi, why every time someone takes a ball from your back, you can dodge it like you have eyes in your back?"
"I don't know, but I can suddenly feel...someone seems to be sneaking up behind me."
It's now!
Li Guanqi's complexion changed drastically!
Behind... there is someone!
He used to change hands and dribble on the court, but now on the battlefield, he needs to...
"Chong!"
Li Guanqi turned around suddenly, holding the bloody long sword tightly with both hands, and slashed down, but felt a terrifying gravity colliding with the blade, which was transmitted to his arm instantly, and the tiger's mouth in both hands was instantly shattered, and blood oozed out .
—Need to turn around and fight back!
"Um?!"
Li Guanqi stared at the enemy in front of him, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Holding a big sword in his hand, he is as strong as an iron tower.
Alien Blood Warrior, Zhang Yang!
Li Guanqi glanced at the distance from the corner of his eye, and saw that the three one-level curse worms were lying on the ground as if they were dead.
Wei Mo died, and his one-level curse worm also died with it!
asshole!
Why did Zhang Yang betray the water? !
"boom!"
This armored warrior with different blood grinned, raised his big sword with both hands, and then slashed down again, completely smashing the blood sword in Li Guanqi's hand, turning it into a puddle of blood.
Then he grabbed Li Guanqi's neck, shook him forcefully, and threw him directly onto the wooden house tens of meters away.
"boom!"
Zhang Yang's powerful strength even caused Li Guanqi to directly smash into the wall of the wooden house, and he fell heavily into the ruins.
Houses collapsed and smoke filled the air.