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Chapter 169 Camelot Team 4

"The third soul skill, Senye Guardian!"

The wick of the fluorescent lamp, which was held in Xue Yushuang's hand and shone with emerald green light like a night light, swayed gently. The falling Sunan and Lei Yuan instantly gained 5% of their defense.

"Suisui! Don't let them go!"

The phoenix wings behind Ma Hongjun, who also came to his senses, trembled and flew towards the two fallen people, eager to hit him.

He has to settle the debt now that almost caused him to turn into a charred phoenix!

And Tang Sui would not let the two preys who had already captured them have a chance to escape.

"Fat man, catch me!"

Tang Sui shouted urgently, and Ma Hongjun, who wanted to take advantage of the victory, stopped the pursuit without hesitation, changed his trajectory, and caught Tang Sui, who had lost his mask as a support point and was also falling.

Ma Hongjun, who was in a hurry to pick up people, didn't realize that Tang Sui was falling strangely slowly, and Tang Sui, who was caught by Ma Hongjun, didn't waste any time. He was doing two things at once, and with a thought, two jade-white masks with different shapes were like falling meteorites.

Chasing the trajectory of Lei Yuan and Sunan, they were so fast that even Yegor and Wen Qing had no time to catch their teammates or help them block them. They who were trying to pick up their teammates below were suddenly hit with double power.

!

"boom--!"

Smoke and dust were flying, and the view of the battle platform was suddenly blurred.

Ma Hongjun, who successfully caught the person, looked sadly at the thick smoke and dust rising below.

"Lei Yuan, Sunan!"

"hipster!"

"Egor!"

The remaining members of the Camelot team have torn away the superficial calm. Mu Feng, who has always been as steady as a mountain, looked at his teammates who were not sure whether they were alive or dead. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. While everyone's attention was focused on the falling

When Lei Yuan and the others came over, the rich yellow-brown mist quietly blended into the mist raised by the dust, and only the first century-old soul ring floating around him shone slightly.

This is his first soul skill, Hidden Mist, which can release thick fog, confuse vision, and reduce the mental power of the person in the fog by 15%, temporarily weakening the opponent's vision, and the person in the fog will seem to have trachoma.

He kept rubbing his eyes and shed tears.

The first one to sense that something was wrong was Tang San, who activated his Purple Demon Eyes to be wary of Lei Yuan and the others in the smoke.

"Watch out! There's something wrong with these fogs!"

Tang San reminded him hastily, but it was already a little too late.

"ah--!"

Ning Rongrong, who was protected by Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, felt a pain in her back, and the bright red blood instantly dyed her black skirt deeper.

"Rongrong!"

Oscar's pupils in the team viewing room trembled, and he leaned forward, unable to help but press against the glass wall, looking worriedly and angrily at the injured Ning Rongrong below.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were shocked when they realized it later. Zhu Zhuqing, who was from the agility attack system, quickly grabbed Ning Rongrong, back to back with Xiao Wu, and moved to an area where the yellow-brown fog raised by dust did not spread.

outside.

"Rongrong, how are you?" Xiao Wu clenched her fists vigilantly, scanning the mist, raising her vigilance to the highest level.

The sharp pain in her back made her twitch with pain even when she said a word. Ning Rongrong opened her mouth weakly.

"The second soul skill, kindness."

The mini jade-white mask flew into Ning Rongrong's body, and her skin and flesh on her back suddenly became intact. Even her lost soul power increased by half, and now she still has almost three-quarters of her soul power left!

As for Lei Yuan and Sunan who landed before, even though their teammates were supporting them below, they still fainted under the heavy blows from the two masks.

Wen Qing looked at his two teammates who had completely passed out with an ugly face. He raised his head and looked up at Tang Sui, who was being held in Ma Hongjun's arms in mid-air.

Those cold-blooded snake eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, which made Ma Hongjun's heart beat with fear. Tang Sui just narrowed his eyes, and the smiling face under the mask remained calm.

"Suisui, you have to be careful next time. I feel like that guy won't let you go..." Ma Hongjun lowered his voice and whispered to Tang Sui.

Tang Sui said "hmm" and said lightly, "Then it depends on who won't let go."

The childish voice was still pleasant to the ear, but the words she spoke made Ma Hongjun tremble for no reason.

Thinking of Tang San secretly informing them, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but feel a little pity when he looked at the two survivors below.

After receiving Ma Hongjun's look, Wen Qing's brows twitched fiercely, veins popped up on his forehead, and the fist hanging by his side made a crackling sound. His whole person felt closer to a cold-blooded snake.

Yegor, whose soul power was only level 31 and whose major was excellent defense, also shook his painful and unconscious hand.

All the bones in his hand were shattered in the hard joint just now!

"The second soul skill, Sparks and Flowing Moon."

The emerald green fluorescent lamp swayed, and bits of golden-green flowing fire light flew out of the wick, like glowing fireflies flying in the forest at night, flying towards Yegor and Wen Qing, who were seriously injured.

Dai Mubai came back to his senses, kicked his feet hard, and approached Xue Yushuang in the blink of an eye. He raised his tiger claw high and swung it down hard at the opponent's auxiliary soul master.

"Ting——!"

He merged with the mist and moved extremely fast. Mu Feng, who was faster than Wen Qing, suddenly flashed out of the mist, blocked in front of Xue Yushuang, and took Dai Mubai's claw forcefully.

The two captains, both with soul power levels of 37, finally met. The smoke of war ignited, and the real battle began!

The next second, Yegor, who was standing on the spot, suddenly saw everyone's surprised eyes. He slowly used his hands that regained consciousness to pick up the two unconscious teammates, one on the left and the other on the right. He faced the surprised eyes of the crowd and

Take the initiative to step off the fighting stage!

What?!

Tang San and the others were shocked, not knowing what kind of play the other party was singing.

But soon, they found out.

"The third soul skill, mixing poison!"
Chapter completed!
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