Death of Douluo

As night fell, Oscar dragged his exhausted body back to the dormitory.

"How do you feel?" Mo Fan looked at Oscar's tired look and asked with a smile.

Oscar collapsed on the bed weakly, "One word, tired."

"You have to go all out tomorrow, I won't hold back then."

"That master specially designed a battle plan for you. Do you want me to reveal some of it to you?" Oscar looked at Mo Fan with a smirk on his face.

Mo Fan rolled his eyes at Oscar, "Do you think I need it?"

"That's right. You said you won't hold back. Having said that, I'm really looking forward to how miserable they will be tomorrow." Oscar chuckled, "Be gentle with me and Rongrong then."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I understand, don't worry."

There were not many words throughout the night. On the last night before their separation, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention their separation tomorrow.

The next morning.

The early morning wind blew through the grass and the leaves moved gently, which was particularly pleasant.

On the playground, Tang San and the others were already getting ready, and Flanders and Grandmaster were also on the side.

On the other side, Mo Fan was chewing on a sausage and Oscar, and Gu Yue walked slowly over.

When they arrived at the playground, Oscar said goodbye to Mo Fan, quickened his pace, and ran into the team of Tang San and others.

"Are you ready? If you're ready, let's start." Mo Fan ate the sausage in two mouthfuls, flicked it, and the wooden stick in his hand sank into the ground at the master's feet.

The master looked down at the wooden sign at his feet, his expression remained unchanged, and he whispered: "Everyone, get ready."

The shapes of Tang San and the seven people changed rapidly, Dai Mubai was at the front, behind him were Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu, and finally Oscar, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, with Tang San in the center of the six.

All kinds of rays of light shone, and all seven of Dai Mubai's people released their martial souls. One after another, soul rings rose up from under the seven people, gently rhythmic.

Pure white light bloomed from Mo Fan, and the noble-like Quincy costume appeared.

Three soul rings, two purple and one black, appeared under the body. The pressure was like a substance, making everyone's breathing stagnant.

The moon-white bow and arrow condensed in Mo Fan's hand, and his calm eyes were particularly sharp.

"Then...the game begins!" Mo Fan's cold voice sounded.

The battle started instantly.

Lift the bow, pull the string, and the arrow shoots out, just in an instant.

The moon-white light arrows split into seven parts in the air and shot towards the seven people at the same time as if they were locked.

Dai Mubai, who was the first to bear the brunt, instantly united in his evil eyes without thinking about it at all.The third soul ring on his body.The crystal purple color was released instantly.The third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, explodes.

He rushed straight towards Mo Fan. Facing the incoming arrow, the tiger's claws flashed with cold light, his soul power surged, and he swung straight towards the arrow.

Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu on both sides also moved, pulling towards both sides. As the three of them moved, two colorful rays of light suddenly merged into their bodies. It was Ning Rongrong's assistance, and the three of them The speed and strength suddenly increased.

As for Oscar, he kept muttering in a low voice. He was not panicked by the arrows, because his waist was already bound by a slender bluesilver grass. Not only him, but also Ning was bound by the bluesilver grass. Rongrong.

The guarantee of Lan Yincao is one of them. Don't forget that there is Zhu Zhuqing between the two of them.Under this double guarantee, Mo Fan's arrows no longer posed any threat to the two of them.

The first arrow was just a simple test. After looking at Tang San who surrounded him from three directions and took control of the situation, Mo Fan looked calm.

The flow speed of the spirit at Mo Fan's feet suddenly changed, and with the blessing of the flying sickle feet, Mo Fan's figure immediately disappeared.

Under Mo Fan's high-speed movement, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun had no chance to get close. Tang San was even unable to lock Mo Fan's position. Being unable to lock on meant that he had no control over Mo Fan at all. Chance.

While Mo Fan was moving at high speed, the long bow in his hand was fully stringed again, and the same moon-white arrow appeared again. The target of the arrow's attack was only Tang San.

This time the arrow was exceptionally bright, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the difference in this arrow at a glance.

Tang San didn't change his mind at all. Facing the incoming arrows, the ghost shadow under his feet had already stepped out. While avoiding the arrows, he shouted in a low voice: "Fat man."

Ma Hongjun immediately understood what Tang San meant. The second soul ring and the first soul ring lit up at the same time. Under the blessing of the Fire Phoenix, Ma Hongjun's first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Line, suddenly shot towards Mo Fan, dark red. Wherever the flames went, they directly burned the ground into ravines.

The purpose was naturally to force Mo Fan to move, but who would have expected that the bright arrow that shot at Tang San suddenly split into two on its way to Tang San.

And the difference is that the arrows that were split into two turned into light arrows that moved like lightning, with terrifying speeds that were several times faster than ordinary arrows.

Holy Arrow·Sickness!It was developed by Mo Fan himself. Compared with ordinary sacred arrows, its power is less than half, but its speed is several times that of normal sacred arrows.

And the targets of this arrow were Oscar and Ning Rongrong. The speed of the arrow was several times that of ordinary arrows. Even Tang San had to suffer a hidden loss, let alone Oscar and Ning, who were auxiliary spirit masters. Rongrong.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing played her role. The first soul ring under her body lit up, and she accelerated with the help of the Netherworld thrust. Although she blocked the arrow, her face was obviously a bit pale. Mo Fan's arrow How could it be so easy to block?

The failure of the attack, the flames blocking the road, Mo Fan didn't panic at all, and his steps didn't stop at all.

Is Mo Fan afraid of fire?Of course not, the black light shone, and the third soul ring under Mo Fan suddenly lit up, and dark red flames erupted from all over his body, but Mo Fan's flames were obviously more violent than Ma Hongjun's dark red flames. Scattered in all directions, immediately suppressing Ma Hongjun's flames.

As the long bow opened again, a flaming arrow shot directly towards Ma Hongjun along Ma Hongjun's phoenix line of fire, as if melting into flames.

Ma Hongjun's expression changed, and he instantly stopped his Phoenix Fire Line. As soon as he turned away, the burning flames slid past him. The flames on the arrows actually made him, the Phoenix of Fire, feel a burning sensation. !

Restraint, total restraint.

This is Mo Fan's complete restraint.

Under the extreme speed of the flying sickle kick, if Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu cannot get close, it will not be able to exert any effect at all.

As for Ma Hongjun, the only one who could remotely output and limit his flames, his flames were easily suppressed by Mo Fan. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, not to mention controlling Mo Fan, even if it could be controlled, it would be impossible to control it under Mo Fan's raging flames. to any effect.

If this continues, the so-called seven-person team will become nothing more than a moving target for Mo Fan.

But the expressions of the seven Tang San and others did not show the slightest panic, as if they were waiting for some opportunity...