Chapter 363

Everyone thinks that the three repair system is Zheng Feiyue's biggest card.

I don't know. Zheng Feiyue's cards are far less than this.

One dozen two, it's so easy.

Since we want to use force to shock these rebellious hosts, we must use the most difficult way to break their self-esteem.

In this way, when they mention Zheng Feiyue in the future, they will respect and fear from the heart.

So Zheng Feiyue chose one dozen three.

Sure enough, the others were stunned.

The savage host said dully, "what are you talking about? Three?"

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "I said, two can't, three can play."

With this remark, the savage host felt insulted.

Not only he, but also others think Zheng Feiyue is crazy.

"One dozen three, who does he think he is?"

"Even if it is a three repair system, it is impossible to fight three at a time!"

"Seek your own death!"

Even the host team was a little flustered.

"The boss is a little floating." huge sea murmured.

Xu Mu was silent, but his eyes also showed concern.

One dozen three is really an impossible task.

The beast spirit hummed coldly, "it's Zheng Feiyue, crazy enough!"

"Do you think he can win?" Liang Xin asked.

The beast spirit rarely spoke.

Perhaps in the heart of the strong man, it is unknown whether Zheng Feiyue can play three.

"Well, since boss Zheng is so confident, I can't spoil your interest!"

The savage host snorted coldly, turned and said, "do you have any friends who want to try, come out and give a hand?"

"Boundless Heavenly Master."

The Taoist came out, asked the floating dust in his hand to dance, and said, "I'm willing to have a try and learn the means of boss Zheng."

"Lama qiannuo, I'd like to have a try."

The Tibetan speaker came out and waved a salute at Zheng Feiyue.

Zheng Feiyue looks at the trumpet. Unlike the previous fake monks and fake Taoists, he is a real Lama, and the name of the system is bluffing: tianla system!

It's definitely a difficult role.

"In that case, you three," Zheng Feiyue said happily.

At this time, Qin Zhong came out, acted as a referee and said, "are you ready?"

The four nodded.

"Start!"

With Qin Zhong's voice falling, the three challengers moved together.

But it is not them but Zheng Feiyue who is faster.

There was a dragon singing in the air!

A Jiaowei swept three people with amazing momentum!

The savage host roared, and the tattoo on his body was like alive, emitting bursts of light.

He himself seemed to have been blessed by the mysterious power. He hugged Jiaowei and shouted, "I trapped him! Go up!"

As soon as the Taoist threw away the floating dust, countless threads appeared and entangled Dajiao.

At this time, the speaker put his palm on his chest with one hand and said, "collapse!"

Thunderbolt Barra!

A series of explosions sounded in the air.

The big Jiao, entangled by the savage host and silk thread, was also blown up several scales.

But at the same time, the savage host suddenly roared, loosened his hands, sprayed blood and flew out.

The sound of dragon singing rises again.

The Taoist's face changed slightly, threw the dust into the air, pinched several Dharma formulas in his hand, and attacked the Jiaoda.

The trumpet was unwilling to be outdone and read four words: "collapse!"

Boom, boom!

The explosion was heard everywhere, and Dajiao radiated a strong dark golden light, mixed with a trace of green.

The blasted scales on the body surface regenerate rapidly.

"No, he has strong recovery ability and unique skills!"

With a roar, the Taoist priest shuttled his hands in front of him like a needle. The dust suspended on his head suddenly burst open, thousands of silk threads stretched straight, and each is the sharpest blade!

meanwhile.

The savage host sat cross legged and talked about a tune that no one could understand. A dark and evil momentum rose up, as if possessed by an ancient demon body.

But if you want to say the best performance, you have to say the speaker.

He closed his eyes, did not speak, did not move, but let everyone feel a sense of spiritual terror.

Great silence!

The shadow of death is on my heart.

Even the beast spirit frowned and said in surprise, "it's a strong ability. I didn't expect that there are such experts in Tibet Province, but I underestimated the heroes in the world."

Cool heart nodded slightly, and then put his eyes on Zheng Feiyue.

She wants to know how Zheng Feiyue should face it?

At this time, Zheng Feiyue has recovered his human form.

The talent of Sankai is turned on, and the whole person seems to be equipped with a powerful spring to attack the savage host.

The latter was happy and fearless, and greeted him with a cold flame.

Zheng Feiyue snorted coldly, what demons and ghosts are vain in front of him!

The power of purification is activated.

Brush!

Zheng Feiyue's whole body radiated pure white light, and a "light fist" burst out!

The savage host also threw a punch, and the wind was blowing!

The two collided together, and the power of purification gained the upper hand in the blink of an eye, pressing back the evil power.

The savage host was unprepared. He didn't lift it up at one breath and retreated back.

Zheng Feiyue didn't hesitate. He punched out again.

The power of purification surged out.

This punch not only flew the savage host out, but also retracted the evil forces in him.

The latter screamed and flew back.

meanwhile.

Thousands of "silver wires" controlled by the Taoist priest were killed, and each one was extremely sharp.

Zheng Feiyue's side is like a white rain. He can't hide.

However, Zheng Feiyue didn't mean to hide. He still kept his fist posture motionless.

Silver silk came to him, but it seemed to encounter an invisible protective cover, and it was hard to get in.

Mental shield!

The Taoist clenched his teeth and said, "I'll fight with you!"

After speaking, he bit his finger, spilled blood in the air and shouted, "speed up!"

The silver wire trembled first, and then suddenly made a force.

The mental shield has a faint tendency to be unstable.

Not to mention this, the Lama on the other side seemed to complete the spell casting. Everyone in the field felt a sense of suffocation, as if he would be taken away by the God in the next second.

Crisis is imminent!

Beast spirit and other people are coldly looking to see how Zheng Feiyue should break the game?

Or you can't break the game at all, and you're killed like this.

The host team looked worried. Zheng Xinyue and Tong Yan held hands with sweat in their palms.

In the face of this fatal blow, how should Zheng Feiyue deal with it?

The next second, Zheng Feiyue proved his response to everyone.

He shouted, "take a picture!"

A faint invisible streamer swept past him.

Time seems to be frozen.

Thousands of silver wires are still squeezing the mental shield.

But in an instant, all the silver filaments trembled together, broke from them and couldn't float away.

The Taoist priest on the other side spewed blood at the moment when the silver wire broke, and his spirit was depressed.

That's not over.

The moment before the Taoist vomited blood, the horn who was casting magic suddenly felt a palpitation.

That palpitation was more terrible than the great annihilation he was about to perform.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at a small sword emerging from his chest. He saw that the handle of the sword did not see the blade, but it exuded endless edge, which could pierce his heart at any time.

After a long time.

The trumpet silently said, "Lama qiannuo, little monk, admit defeat!"

The sense of great silence dissipated.

The shadow sword also disappeared.

The audience was stunned.