Everyone's eyes flashed. The Nalan Cangqiong people had already arrived in front of Jiang Wufeng and sneered at Bajue's shot. "Make the ice armor..."

Once Jiang Wufeng's magic spell was completed, Nalan Cangkong's extremely powerful shot was stabbed out. At the same time, what Nalan Cangkong thought most was not to kill Jiang Wufeng, but to simply hit and kill himself!

Since the beginning of the battle, Jiang Wufeng has been leading the nose. When he was frozen, how could he not be in a hurry when Jiang Wufeng was chanting the spell? The Extreme Flame Resurrection Technique is the least loss of all desperate skills!

In order to prevent the opponent from chanting the spell, he even used the desperate Technique of Resurrection. In the end, he found that the magic released by the opponent chanting the spell was not attack-like magic, but ice armor with a more powerful defense than ice armor.

The resentment of being sealed and the anger of being tricked, Nalan Cangqiong had never shot with all his strength before. The sound of the fiery red war gun slashed through the air was like the roar of a giant dragon.

Everyone in the audience felt the seat under their butts shaking suddenly. When they looked at the ring, they found that only Nalan Cangkong was standing on the ring. The ice cubes in the sky were scattered, and the cold air flow was drilling into everyone's necks.

Nalan Cangqiong won like this? So what about Jiang Wufeng? The gun is not a hammer. Even if he is killed by a shot, he should leave his body.

While everyone was curious, Nalan Cangkong looked up at the sky with a gloomy face, and people looked up in the direction he was heading.

Jiang Wufeng stood on the top of a three-meter-long ice dragon. The ice armor had been shattered by bombing. The smooth light blue hair had become a few traces of messy. A large number of water elements floated quietly around his body, looking down at the huge arena high above.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Jiang Wufeng smiled at the rare moment. If it weren't for the spell changing and the arrival of the ice monster with ice armor, even this light blue magic robe would not be able to save his life.

Just now, even if a fifth-level strongman faced Nalan Cangkong's shot, he usually chose to dodge rather than resist.

Both have fourth-level combat power, the advantages of magicians and warriors are revealed again.

Fly! Let the magician not have any worries about falling out of the ring. As long as the magician has enough magic power, he can release magic at will and bomb the warriors who will not fly on the ring.

"It seems that General Nalan Cangkong is going to lose." Sima Wudi said what everyone was thinking: "Among the soldiers, if there is someone who can deal with Jiang Wufeng, it must be the nameless general with two wings on his back."

Heglis and others frowned slightly after hearing this. Although they were unwilling to admit it, what Sima Wudi said was indeed somewhat reasonable.

In the ring, if the magician is completely shameless, he will play high-altitude bombing with you. Unless the warrior can survive until the opponent's magic is not enough to fly, it will be really difficult to deal with the opponent.

"I don't know, how will Jiang Wufeng launch an attack next?" Sima Wudi finished asking, and Jiang Wufeng, who was standing on the ice dragon in the sky, slowly raised his right hand. Since the war started, this is the first time Jiang Wufeng has moved his body!
Chapter completed!