Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, starting with a hundred times the crit!

Chapter 133 Defeat one by one!The font shows its power again!

Chapter 133 Defeat one by one!The font shows its power again!

The shirtless boy's offensive continued like a tide, with one wave after another.

In just a few seconds, several ghosts fell under his fist.

Of course, the extremely fast Ye Feng was not only unscathed, but also easily dealt with several ghosts.

Not far away, the cold-faced young man saw the sharp drop in the number of ghosts, and felt a little anxious, "No, the speed is too fast! We must limit it!"

"I'm coming!" The ordinary boy shouted loudly, stepped forward with a single step, and a flower bud like an ice sculpture formed under his feet.

Then he stepped on his feet suddenly, and the flower bone carved from ice bloomed.

Sharp ice thorns shot out from the flower one by one, and each one tracked Ye Feng as if they had eyes.

The speed of this ice spike is extremely fast, which is almost the same as that of Ye Feng at the moment.

Nearly a hundred ice thorns rushed towards Ye Feng, each ice thorn was lingering with white air.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of these ice thorns just by dodging, Ye Feng was so heartbroken that he simply swung his big knife and slashed on one of the ice thorns!
The ice thorn had the perception of that ordinary boy, and the moment Ye Feng slashed down, he clearly sensed Ye Feng's attack.

His eyes lit up, and the joy on his face was so intense that it almost overflowed, "It's done!"

Following his voice, the ice thorn that was slashed by Ye Feng suddenly exploded.

Ye Feng retreated abruptly, barely dodging the countless pieces of ice that were shot out after the ice thorns exploded.

Just as Ye Feng was secretly rejoicing, the shattered ice froze in the air, showing no sign of falling to the ground at all.

A bone-piercing chill emanated from the ice crystals, covering the area in an instant.

Everyone in this area, except the young man who used the exercise, felt a sudden coldness in their bodies, and even their thoughts were involuntarily slowed down.

As the main target, Ye Feng feels the most obvious.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's speed dropped by almost half due to the influence of these icy air.

And this kind of speed, for those four people, just happened to be in the category of attacking!
It wasn't just Ye Feng who was also affected by the icy air, but the shirtless boy began to have mist on his body at this moment, and his skin turned slightly red.

He took a step forward, and finally locked onto Ye Feng at this moment, and the tyranny on his face was extremely intense.

People come, punches come!
The fist almost slid across Ye Feng's cheek.

Although he didn't hit Ye Feng firmly, the sound of the wind from the fist made Ye Feng's cheek ache slightly.

Dodging the fist, before Ye Feng had time to stand firm, the golden light flashed behind him again.

A short stick suddenly appeared behind Ye Feng and hit Ye Feng's neck straight.

"Stable!"

Not far away, the young man with a gloomy complexion looked at the short stick that was about to hit Ye Feng, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Snapped……

The short stick hit Ye Feng accurately, and sent Ye Feng flying a distance of more than ten meters.

And the energy shield surrounding Ye Feng's body finally collapsed at this moment.

Getting up from the ground, patting the dust off his body, Ye Feng let out a long sigh.

And when the four of them saw Ye Feng stand up again unscathed, they all felt a little toothache.

What the hell, four B-level late game and one B-level 3-star, how can it be the same as brushing a boss in a dungeon? !

The gap in realm is still a little hard to overcome... Ye Feng sighed secretly.

These four late B-level players teamed up. If it wasn't for the crit system, he probably wouldn't be able to last two rounds under the hands of these people.

But it's a pity that he has a system, and this is the biggest change.

Ye Feng's eyes were firm, and the fighting spirit in his heart became stronger.

The tip of the judge pen in his hand was pointing down, and then his wrist was slightly raised, and under the wanton swaying of the pen and ink, a word "抱" appeared above the void.

"Ding, it is detected that the host is using the sluggish glyph, and the effect is forty times critical!"

The prayer power in the body gushed out like a sea tide, filling the word "stagnation" in front of him.

The glyphs changed from illusion to entity, and then gradually dissipated into the air.

In this world, except for Ye Feng, everyone felt a mysterious feeling.

It seems that they are not standing between the sky and the earth, but in the mud.

The moment this feeling appeared in his mind, the gloomy and cold boy felt bad.

Why does this B-level 3-star in front of him have so many hole cards? !

And the power of each hole card is so perverted? !

This unscientific!

"It's not much time before the natural disaster, let's make a quick decision!"

Then he put away the judge's pen, held the broadsword tightly in his right hand, and shouted in a low voice: "All ghosts obey orders! Destroy the enemies!"

Ye Feng gave an order, and the hundred ghosts who wanted to move but didn't dare to move, took off their revenge on the spot, clenched their swords tightly in their hands, howled and rushed towards the four people and the remaining dozen ghosts.

And Ye Feng also acted at the same time, flashing the big knife in his hand.

On the one hand, the speed shape increases one's own speed, and on the other hand, the stagnation shape weakens the opponent's speed.

Complementing each other, Ye Feng's speed at this moment is no longer what they can see.

In their line of sight, Ye Feng was obviously still standing more than ten meters away, but in the next second, he had already chopped off the neck of a ghost.

"Defense...defense..." The gloomy young man hastily blessed himself with a defensive skill, and was about to warn the other three people, but found that his speaking speed was actually extremely slow now!
This B16 skill can actually affect the opponent's spirit! ?
Before the cold boy's reminder reached the ears of the three, Ye Feng had already arrived at the blond boy first.

The big knife is raised, and the big knife falls.

The blond boy didn't react until Ye Feng's big knife was about to touch the top of his head.

He was about to raise the short stick to block Ye Feng's attack, but his hands seemed to be tied with heavy weights, and he couldn't lift them up quickly even with such force.

clang……

He didn't know what the blond boy's head was made of, but when he cut it with a big knife, he just chopped off a piece of hair.

But under the blessing of the shape of force, Ye Feng's strength at this moment is enough to stun this person.

Ye Feng's body was like lightning, and no one could stand in the crossing.

And the hundred ghosts attacked in groups, seven or eight fierce ghosts besieged one of the opponents, overwhelmingly annihilating them all.

The shirtless boy is Ye Feng's second target, although the shirtless boy has had enough time to react at this moment.

But facing Ye Feng's sword, he could only raise his hands to protect his head.

Of course, although such a consequence would prevent him from fainting like the blond boy, it would not be too pleasant either.

After several stabs in a row, the shirtless boy had amazing physical strength, but he was also slashed bloody by Ye Feng.

"I surrender……"

The shirtless boy looked at the furious Ye Feng, but he could only be beaten passively, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart.

Although Ye Feng won't cause too much damage to him with one knife, but Ye Feng can keep attacking if he can't stand it!

In desperation, although the shirtless boy was unwilling, he still chose to admit defeat.

(End of this chapter)

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