In online games, she's a saint by day but kills everyone she sees at night.

He had heard of the three Feng brothers, although each of them was a skilled technical talent.

However, if he remembered correctly, all three of them were of very average strength.

Those who are engrossed in other skills are destined to have lower cultivation levels.

After all, it's difficult to do two things at once.

The elegant woman who just fought him should now be infected by the poison.

In other words, we only need to injure the other two to end today's battle.

"Anyone stronger? That's not your turn yet."

Feng Xian didn't bother with words and took action directly, now that the situation was so clear.

There's no point in talking nonsense anymore, let's just fight.

Currently, only the Ghost King remains in the city and is being held back.

Mo Sha, Xiao Qi, and Jin Si Nan Mu have not yet recovered their power.

The elves and the rare treasures are too weak; they simply don't know how to fight.

The role of the silver fir is to watch over these natural treasures and the cubs of various races.

It's unclear whether anyone else will appear in the area.

What they need to do now is to hold these people off; Mo Sha and the others will recover in no time.

At that point, they could have started their counterattack.

Currently on the field.

The Pink Butterfly Clan and the Flying Tiger Clan are at war.

While Qingfeng and Xiaomanzhu were fighting, the other tigers launched a sneak attack from the sidelines.

Pink Butterfly was a little annoyed, even though she was stronger than all the tigers.

However, they couldn't withstand their sheer numbers, coupled with their frequent sneak attacks.

Her advance was completely halted by the tiger clan.

The battle between A Lie and Chi Mu was even more intense.

It was obvious that A Lie was no match for Chi Mu, but A Lie was fighting with a reckless, suicidal style.

Akame also suffered quite a few injuries in a short time.

When he saw Ah Lie's claws pierce through his shoulder again.

Akame's anger intensified: "I want to see how long you can sustain this tactic of hurting the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of your own."

"long time."

After Ah Lie finished speaking, he launched another attack, even though he was covered in blood.

However, he was constantly taking drugs, and the Wood Spirit's healing potion replenished his health.

While it can't make the wound heal immediately, it can temporarily restore combat effectiveness.

Yu Yu, standing on the city wall, kicked Feng Liu, breaking the formation established by the three brothers.

Looking at the three Feng brothers with a dangerous glint in his eyes, he said, "Do you think a chair made of human skin would be more comfortable?"

Feng Xian stood in front of Feng Liu: "Get down. The poison in your body can't be allowed to spread any further."

"I can still hold on. Only with me can our three-person formation succeed."

Feng Liu directly rejected Feng Xian's words.

If he leaves the three brothers' life-saving formation, it will be broken.

Then the wind string and wind wings definitely won't be able to withstand it.

"What a deep brotherhood! Should I give you a round of applause?"

Yu Yu's eyes lit up with excitement as she looked at the blood on the group.

The Ghost King was originally intended to be the final, last move.

But seeing the crazed Yu Yu, he couldn't resist and flew over to attack.

What she feared most in her life was the feeling of losing her companions.

Yu Yu felt a chill and quickly blocked it with her hand.

However, he was still sent flying by the Ghost King, and it took him several rolls to regain his balance.

When Wanliu saw Yuyu fall, she went straight to meet her.

Having blocked the Ghost King's next attack, he said impatiently, "How come you still have people? How many more are there?!"

Yu Yu agreed with Wan Liu's complaints.

Seriously, I'm speechless. With so many people, why couldn't they all attack together?

Just when they think they're about to win, someone suddenly appears and blocks their way.

"What nonsense is this?"

As soon as the Ghost King drew his spear, everyone felt the sky darken considerably.

Wanliu pushed away Yuyu, who was about to rush forward: "You can't beat her, you go fight the others, I'll handle this one."

Yu Yu glanced at the Ghost King reluctantly but didn't say anything more.

Wan Liu is the strongest of the four.

The Ghost King who just appeared should also be the strongest in the Nameless City.

"You can't stop me," the Ghost King said coldly.

"Then give it a try."

Wan Liu didn't waste any more words, and the two quickly started fighting.

Under the Oni King's offensive, Wanliu suffered repeated defeats.

However, the Ghost King also discovered a problem: although she could easily defeat Wan Liu.

However, Wan Liu was particularly difficult to deal with, leaving her no time to help others.

After launching another strong attack, Wanliu retreated continuously.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ghost King leaped into the hands of the crowd.

He swung the spear around his waist and then plunged it into the ground.

"Red Moon Spear, break."

An explosive burst of damage erupted centered on the Ghost King.

At the same time, the elite women's group she led also rushed out of the city.

Although there were only a dozen or so people, they greatly helped on the battlefield.

The Ghost King was a female general in life, and became a Ghost King after death.

His battle-hardened aura was hard to conceal, and his imposing presence was currently the strongest.

After all, no one here has experienced as many battles as she has.

Shen Tang slashed down a person with one stroke, her eyes glowing as she looked at the Ghost King in the air.

"Wow, that high ponytail, a full set of red armor, and a spear in his hand, so cool! He must be an ancient general."

Because of his low attack power, Lin Ci could only wield his broadsword and slash around aimlessly.

Hearing Shen Tang's words, he glanced at the Ghost King with envy; his aura was truly powerful.

Wan Liu quickly turned around and stopped the Ghost King to prevent her from defeating a group of people by herself.

"You underestimate me far too much."

Wan Liu watched as the Ghost King, while fighting him, would occasionally launch sneak attacks on others.

He felt deeply insulted, and his eyes suddenly turned gray.

Her hair started to turn white, and what was once waist-length hair became ankle-length.

A hammer appeared in his hand, with a ghost face engraved on it.

The Ghost King glanced at him and said, "I didn't expect you to have such an opportunity."

"Ha, prepare to die!"

Wan Liu swung the hammer in her hand and began to spin it, each strike landing around the Ghost King.

But every attack was blocked by the Ghost King.

"generally."

The Ghost King calmly gave his assessment of Wan Liu.

In the battlefield, psychological warfare is also a skill, and Lin Ci performed it quite well in the following example.

Although his damage output is low, his words are truly venomous.

Even in this chaotic scene, you can still hear his loud cursing.

"Average? You're saying I'm average?"

Wan Liu was completely provoked by the word "ordinary".

Haiyi sensed something was wrong and quietly withdrew from the battle.

It turned around and sprinted back towards the sea at the speed of a hundred meters.

at the same time

A few hundred meters away from the group battle, Xia Nan finished drinking the tea in her hand.

They vanished from the spot; the situation was pretty much settled.

He had to go back and report to see if they wanted to get involved.

......

Yunwu Mountain

The gods looked at Xia Nan with a puzzled expression and asked:

"You mean, she now has so many races?"

"Yes."

Thor stroked his beard: "Are you sure the last one to rush out was the Ghost King? How did the Ghost King get out?"

Vulcan interjected, "I now suspect that she has already regained her memories and was just pretending before."

"Let Xia Nan lead the Holy Light God's former subordinates to find the time to attack the city. If she has the memory, she will definitely be able to find it."

Thor leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance: "Vulcan, you're the one who's really wicked. Make her former subordinates fight her current subordinates."

Vulcan remained noncommittal: "Hahaha, her own subordinates betrayed her, who can she blame?"