Different World Card Fight

When Wei Zhuo said this, four words flashed through Jiang Jun's mind:

"Fusion released!"

The magic card fusion is canceled, and the fused elves are restored to the material elves.

Wei Zhuo nodded and waved his hand. A dark green card appeared in his hand. Then, he unfolded it, and a bright yellow-green light enveloped the Black Flame Knight on the battlefield.

The bright yellow-green light was hazy, circling around the Black Flame Knight. However, in the blink of an eye, the boundary between the two colors gradually became clear, and the Black Flame Knight, who was wrapped in it, had already merged into it and disappeared.

Then, the yellow-green light ball suddenly collapsed, splitting into two balls at the junction, becoming a halo of pure color.

At this time, the bright light flickered, but the changes in it were completely invisible.

Then, the green halo suddenly dissipated, and a magician wearing a purple-black suit and armor and holding an emerald green magic wand appeared.

Jiang Jun recognized this elf at a glance. It was the ace elf used by the protagonist of the classic comic in his previous life, the Seven-Star Elves Black Mage. The yellow light was delayed for a moment before it broke apart, revealing the form of the elf. He was wearing dark blue armor, with an orange-red helmet and a large sword burning with orange-red flames in his hand. It was the Knight of Black Flame.

Another fusion material, the Flame Swordsman.

"Can the Black Mage defeat Lang Zhi?" Both sides are seven-star elves. Jiang Jun has no idea of ​​their strength at this level, not to mention the insight skill, which will be of no use at all.

"The strength of the Black Mage is beyond doubt." Wei Zhuo said with a smile, "However, in a situation like this, the Black Mage wouldn't have much of an advantage if he fought Lang Zhi one-on-one. After all, the Mage isn't good at close combat."

"Then the outcome of this battle is uncertain. If the Dark Mage cannot defeat Lang Zhi in a one-on-one fight, then wouldn't that be bad?"

When Wei Zhuo said this, Jiang Jun became anxious. Isn't this just a mess? If Master Hei Mo can't beat him, how will this matter end?

Wei Zhuo smiled slightly, showing no sign of worry: "Why are you in a hurry? I didn't say that I have to rely on the black magician to fight!"

"Not relying on the Black Magician to fight? Is the Flame Swordsman so powerful? Can he fight against opponents above his level?" Jiang Jun didn't understand what Wei Zhuo said. If the Seven-Star Black Magician doesn't fight, then who can he rely on?

"Just watch the field yourself!" Wei Zhuo was the same. He wanted to keep the topic in suspense and refused to explain directly.

Seeing this, Jiang Jun stopped asking questions and turned his gaze to the battlefield. During the series of changes just now, Lang Zhi did not make any moves, but stared at the opposite position with a serious face.

He was not looking at the Flame Swordsman or the Black Mage, but at the open space between them, where the Black Flame Knight had just stood.

"What's going on?" Jiang Jun was puzzled. Could there be any other changes? "This is the special effect of the Black Flame Knight. I don't know what's going on. Anyway, when the Black Flame Knight is defeated or the fusion is dissolved, a more powerful knight will appear!" Speaking of this issue,

Wei Zhuo himself only had a vague understanding of the matter and only knew that this was the case.

Jiang Jun was stunned for a moment, then he realized that this might be the wallpaper effect of the Black Flame Knight. However, Jiang Jun remembered that he didn't seem to see such a situation when watching TV in his previous life, so he could only wait and see.

"You're very sensitive! You can actually sense my presence?" A faint voice came from the air, but it was erratic and it was impossible to determine its location. "I can't sense your presence with my strength, but I'm a veteran on the battlefield. My sensitivity to murderous intent has reached the limit of my body. Even if the enemy camp has a strategy against me thousands of miles away, I can still sense it slightly.

induction."

Lang Zhi smiled slightly, but he was not frightened by this invisible opponent. Instead, he talked freely without any nervousness. "Your hiding skills are very good. I can't find any trace of you at all, but I can feel the murderous aura that chills my bones. I can't say murderous aura! Because at your level, it is impossible for murderous aura to overflow. I can only say that it is an unknown feeling, which is very sharp.

It gets on my nerves!"

"It is indeed the spiritual perception that has been trained through hundreds of battles!" The voice in the void came again: "As for me, when I was about to make a move, I could also feel the probability of success, so I didn't make a move directly!"

"Since the easy method doesn't work, we can only try another method!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw that at that location, the transparent space was rippling, like ripples on calm water.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a figure appear in the void.

He was wearing a suit of armor gleaming with gold, with a sky-blue cape fluttering in the wind behind him and a huge and strange golden sickle-hook spear in his hand. I believe that when he was assassinating from the dark, he could kill a person with one hook.

"I'm the Phantom Knight! Greetings!" The Phantom Knight bowed slightly to show respect to his opponent.

"I am Yuhang Langzhi, and I am honored to meet you!" Langzhi also bowed and saluted with a solemn expression. "I also know the general situation here!" The Phantom Knight was not in a hurry to take action, but spoke in an orderly manner: "According to what you said, you should be the so-called combat power of seventy, and I belong to the eight

"You are at a level of more than ten combat power. Are you sure you want to resist?"

"I don't know how many years have passed since I woke up again!" Lang Zhi heard this, but did not express his opinion directly, but talked about something seemingly irrelevant. "For thousands of years, not to mention the other mountain strongholds in Zhou, although there are more than 80 battle strength commanders in the Shanyue army, they are not something I can challenge! The only chance to fight a strong man of this level is during the sieges.

However, although there are masters of this level in those two cities, they are not those who have broken through the 80 mark in terms of force, but some strange means, which is too unpleasant! "

"Today, since I have this opportunity, I hope to have a hearty fight. Let me see the demeanor of such a strong man. I will have no regrets even if I die!"

Looking at Lang Zhi's fiery eyes, Jiang Jun was speechless.

Lang Zhi is the invincible king of this stronghold. Although there is a commander, it is rare to see him, and it is impossible for him to fight. For a warrior, having no goal and no direction is the most fatal. So at this moment, Lang Zhi is desperate to fight, so that he can realize the power above this realm and set a beacon for his own cultivation. Of course, the years of suffering also made him excited. He said that even if he died,

The bold words of no regrets are not false.

Upon hearing this, the Phantom Knight nodded, and without saying anything more, he pressed forward, raised the sickle hook in his hand, and swung it down. His movements were relaxed and freehand, and he made a move with one hand, as if he was strolling in the garden. The huge golden sickle hook slashed down, like thunder, a powerful attack. Lang Zhi's face was solemn. Although he could not see the power of the Phantom Knight's move, he did not dare to underestimate it. Since he had to see the strength of his opponent, he naturally

There was no way he could retreat. He raised the big Guandao in his hand and rushed forward.

“Zheng~~!”

The Guandao hit the tip of the sickle hook right on the target, and a powerful force burst out in an instant, like a waterfall rushing down from the sky.

This seemed to be the control of power that Wei Zhuo mentioned. Under the violent force in an instant, Lang Zhi only felt his arms shake and the Guandao retracted three inches.

At the same time, Lang Zhi gritted his teeth and raised the Guandao again.

"Boom~!"

The situation was too hasty at that moment, and the Guandao brushed against the sickle-hook blade and slashed on the handle, finally blocking the Phantom Knight's slash.

“Chila~~!”

The next moment, there was a sound of silk tearing. It turned out that the Phantom Knight's momentum of chopping had ended, but he suddenly pulled it with force, just like cutting grass. He first put the sickle in, and then pulled it again, and all the grass was cut off.

Lang Zhi was caught off guard by the sudden attack of the Phantom Knight, and was directly injured on the back. However, Lang Zhi was a veteran, with a keen sense of battle and a keen sense of crisis. He almost instantly sensed the danger behind him, put away his sword, turned around, and drew his sword in one go.

It was at the critical moment that he avoided fatal injuries, blocked the attack of the Phantom Knight, and avoided the danger of being cut in half. "Haha! You have such a strong sense of crisis?" The Phantom Knight picked up the golden sickle hook spear, put it on his shoulder and smiled, "When I use this sickle hook spear, it is hard to defend against. With enough sharpness and power, as long as the opponent fights back,

If you can't react in time, it's basically a one-hit kill!"

"Indeed, I have never come into contact with the sickle-hook spear. It is normal to pay a price when caught off guard!" Lang Zhi became more and more courageous as the battle went on. The gleam in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his fighting spirit surged.

"Then continue!" The Phantom Knight smiled slightly, not caring at all. Lang Zhi would not think that the Phantom Knight's use of the sickle hook spear was unkind. Lang Zhi swung his Guandao, swung it in a circle and chopped it down. Speaking of which, a single sword is fine. This long-handled broadsword basically cuts, slashes, slashes, stabs, and chops. It is basically a big offensive, but there is no clever tricks.

Therefore, when dealing with attacks from sticks, it is like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, which a big knife cannot resist.

The Phantom Knight smiled slightly, but instead of directly resisting with the sickle hook, he pulled the sickle hook with his backhand and swept the blade towards the oncoming big knife.

“Zheng~~!”

The Phantom Knight swept the sickle spear with great force, sweeping away Lang Zhi's sword in one go. He then turned around and slashed the sharp sickle blade towards Lang Zhi's face.

Lang Zhi swung his sword with great force, but it was swept away. The golden blade was already flying towards him, but it was too late for him to retract the sword and defend himself.

Lang Zhi remained calm, the sword in his hand turned like a golden dragon, and swept across with a move like a dragon's tail, but he swung down with the momentum, and the sword handle attacked and blocked the sickle of the Phantom Knight.

The long sword shook, and Lang Zhi did not fight against the Phantom Knight. He took advantage of the momentum to pull back the sword and slashed it down again.

The Phantom Knight performed his moves with ease, and Lang Zhi's fierce attacks were all blocked.

The swords of both sides were clashing, getting bigger and faster, but everyone's eyesight could not see all the movements clearly. At the end of the fight, all they could see was the golden light and the silver light fighting. The silver light was naturally Lang Zhiliang's silver sword. The silver light range was 50% to 50% at first, but as time went on, it gradually fell into a disadvantage, and the area covered by the silver light continued to decrease. From everyone's perspective, it should be the attackers who were more powerful than the defenders.

Basically, by looking at the area covered by the light, one can roughly infer the proportion of the two people's offensive power. Lang Zhi's defensive power continued to increase, and when there was no chance to attack anymore, there was no chance at all.