The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

The skill of the warlock is to rely on the completion of the two-handed print. To make a judgment in such a short period of time and to print at the same time, this is almost a choice that the subconscious will make!

Among tens of thousands of people, they are afraid that they will be able to do so.

Yang Xi did not make a quick fix, but Shen Yanxiao did not intend to give up such a good opportunity. She immediately blessed several individual spells with gains. The petite ghosts usually flickered in the ring. When the public still has a reaction in the future, she is already close to the Yangxi.

The Yangxi was treated calmly and quickly reached the ground with a gun. When Shen Yanxiao approached, he flew backwards with the strength of the gun body.

Pull the distance between the two again!

The Cavaliers have a wide range of long-range gun attacks. Yang Yang has been attacking Shen Yanxiao by the advantage of the long-range gun, and recruited to attack the key.

Shen Yanxiao reacted very quickly, and his hands and fingers were turned into virtual shadows. People couldn’t see how many spells she had applied, and repeatedly evaded attacks one after another, but after defensive Make a counterattack immediately.

The two of them were in full swing in the ring, and those who lacked interest had already attracted all the hearts of the smoke filled by the two.

They have no time to take care of the scorn of the warlock in their hearts, their eyes have been completely locked in this wonderful battle.

"That is the way the warlock casts a spell? Well, this speed is incredible!"

"The reaction of Xiao Nizi is terrible! Can such an intensive attack be avoided?"

"Whether the Warlock can actually add weight to his own spells? Isn't the spells all sinister stuff?"

"Hey! Yang has been recruited!"

The people who came to the venue were militants. The fierce battle was their favorite. After seeing Shen Yan and his god's cursing skills, they were completely conquered by her words!

Under the control of the Yangxi, he stabbed a shot. The gun was so dark that he did not hide or sneak. He had a floating mantra on his own, and the figure was about one meter higher than the ground. The next shot, the next second, she stepped on the rifle, and fixed the action of the Yangxi. Then she leaned over with a long gun and finally kept the distance between the two. Within the scope of the spellcasting.

The Yangxi screamed that it was not good, and it was too late to drop the gun.

He looked at Shen Yanxiao's exquisite face and burst into a bad smile. The next second his limbs were as heavy as being filled with molten iron, and the whole body was depressed by this gravity.

The time of Shen Yan’s ignorance was ripe, and the knot on his hand was several times faster. Seventeen eight spells were almost greeted at the same time.

A weird scene appeared in front of people's eyes. The body of the Yangxi was unexpectedly fell, and quickly flew out toward the edge of the ring!

In the next second, the Yangxi fell heavily under the ring, and the whole venue was quiet.

But after blinking, the cheers that rushed into the sky broke out!

"Yangshu is out!" Everyone is incredulously glaring at his own eyes. Before the glued battle, it was reversed in an instant. Shen Yanxiao's perfect coping and just the right curse, the Yangxi directly blasted out of the ring!

And throughout the game, she did not use any kind of spell that can confuse the opponent. She used the skill of the warlock to win the victory in a perfect way against the enemy!