Chapter 42: A wonderful battle

The blood volume suddenly lost more than half. Ye Hen frowned slightly, his toes leaped, and then jumped back three meters away. If he fought hard with the Black Funeral, he would definitely be the first to be unable to hold on. Judging from the proportion of the empty blood strips at the Black Funeral, his blood volume should be more than a thousand points at this time. However, he himself had less than eight hundred.

As soon as it fell to the ground, a sharp plum blossom dart appeared in Ye Hen's handboard, and shot out at the black funeral a few meters away as lightning!

Whoosh!

The hidden weapon that broke through the air flashed a white light in the air. The black funeral face was as deep as water. He raised the dagger with white light in his hand and knocked off the hidden weapon that was shot. Under normal circumstances, it was too difficult to use the hidden weapon to attack and injure this god-level assassin, and it was impossible.

With a local sound, almost as the hidden weapon was knocked away, the black funeral flashed and his figure floated out again. The dagger in his hand pierced Yehen's eyes like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole. The black shadow of the body, which was flying at high speed, suddenly flew backwards under the resistance of breaking the air, and its aura was like thunder.

Seeing the sharp cold light that pierced towards his eyes, Ye Hen's pupils shrank sharply a few times, his palm suddenly raised, and the petrified hand suddenly activated. A translucent white palm print quickly pushed towards the black funeral.

"What is that? Why does the assassin still have such magical skills?" Seeing Ye Hen's handprints, someone in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

"It should be a special stunt attached to the equipment, but I don't know what effect this palm print is attached to." Someone replied.

"Oh no, I'm going to be hit!"

While the assassins were talking, the Petrified Hand had already arrived at the chest of the Black Funeral. At this time, the tip of the dagger in his hand was only half an inch away from Ye Hen's black pupils!

Unknown to the specific effect of the Petrified Hand, the Black Funeral did not dare to take risks. He had to give up the blinding of Ye Hen, gritted his teeth and activate Qiang Hidden and disappeared into the air.

He knew very well that it would be fine if this palm print was just a damage skill, but if it was a debuff skill, it would be bad. With his and Ye Hen's attack power, as long as the opponent's control skill produced an effect, the controlled party would definitely have no chance to resist.

Of course, he didn't know that although the Petrified Hand was a control skill, it was just an invincible buff skill. Even if he was hit by the Petrified Hand, he would only fall into an invincible state where he could not operate for a few seconds. During this time, Ye Hen could not cause any damage to him at all.

A big miss word appeared in the air, and the figure of the black funeral had long disappeared. He deceived Qiang Yin of the Black Fueral with the use of the useless skill of the Petrified Hand. Ye Hen couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, while he was proud, he did not dare to be careless at all. He ran out in a flash. You must know that perception in the state of Qiang Yin can do nothing. The black funeral can even extend the time of Qiang Yin. If he just stood foolishly, there would be no suspense in this battle. The black funeral is not something that the lonely woman can compare with!

In the arena, he was almost rushing around without any trace. Ye Hen almost pulled his movement speed to the extreme. The black figure walked around and walked around. The purpose of his doing this was to delay the time of the black funeral. Even if the black funeral could extend the strong hidden, it would definitely not exceed two minutes. As long as the black funeral was not allowed to seize the opportunity to use its skills during this period, then when his strong hidden effect ended, everything would be much easier.

Don’t forget that although the strong hidden state cannot be perceived, it has a fatal flaw compared to the golden cicada’s escape. In the strong hidden state, the movement speed is reduced by 30%.

With the movement speed of the Black Funeral Decreased, Ye Hen believed that as long as he was always running, it would be difficult for him to attack him.

Seeing the figure passing through the black lines in the air, the assassins outside the field immediately opened their eyes wide. Maple Leaf had such a terrifying movement speed. What kind of height did his agility reach?

While sighing about Ye Hen's superb speed, they couldn't help but feel worried about the black funeral. Everyone present was a master-level assassin, and naturally knew that it was almost impossible to chase people who were not slower than themselves in a strong hidden state. What's more, with Ye Hen's way of swimming that was extremely fast and without any trace, even if they wanted to wait for the rabbit, they would never be able to touch the black figure that looked like a dragon.

Among the many assassins, only Leng Qing was still as calm as water. As a person who had fought with the Black Funeral countless times, almost no one knew the true strength of the Black Funeral better than her. If Maple Leaf thought that this would avoid the attack from the head, then soon, he would know how serious he was wrong.

The remaining time of Qiang Yin passed by minute by minute. At this time, the black funeral was standing in the middle of the arena like a statue. He looked quietly at Ye Hen wandering around, and a faint smile suddenly passed through the corner of his mouth. He had a good idea, but he was a little naive.

The black figure was still swimming around. When Ye Hen's body was about to flash from the right side of the black funeral again, the black funeral finally took action!

A dagger with a cold and cold light appeared in front of Ye Hen's forehead out of thin air. The timing of the black funeral was so accurate that it was outrageous. At the moment when Ye Hen was about to pass by, he suddenly raised the dagger and activated the ambush skill, waiting for Ye Hen to hit the dagger by himself.

It has to be said that the black funeral was almost at its peak. Ye Hen was running wildly and the rush was extremely fierce. When he realized it, his forehead was only a little distance from the sharp tip of the knife in front of him.

In this kind of high-speed rush, even if Ye Hen wants to dodge sideways, he must have a certain amount of time to accumulate strength. But he knew that the blade near his forehead would definitely not give him any chance.

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Yehen's forehead, almost all the assassins outside the field could predict the result. With the stun effect attached to the ambush skill, no one could last for three seconds in the hands of the Black Funeral.

"He lost." Leng Qing murmured and said, with a somewhat disappointed tone. Although the result was already within his expectations, after all, what a person the Black Funeral was. Under his ambush that was so wonderful that no one could dodge. But for some reason, she felt a little regretful in her heart at this time. Perhaps, she had been waiting for someone who could defeat the Black Funeral to appear.

Without any suspense, when Ye Hen's forehead hit the cold dagger in the black funeral hand, a circle of yellow stars suddenly appeared on his forehead and fell into a state of dizziness.

"Oh, my head is too strong, and I don't know when an assassin will surpass him." Seeing the little star emerging from Ye Hen's head, someone sighed with regret.

"Maple Leaf is actually very good. I dare say that his strength in the league will definitely be in the top three." Someone echoed.

"Yes, but you still have to be better at the top."

Just as everyone sighed and sighed, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the crowd, "Wait, the battle seems to be not over yet, why are you not moving when you look at it!"

"Ah, what did you say!"

"It's true, both of them are not moving anymore, what's going on?"

After hearing this, everyone immediately looked at the two people in the arena. Ye Hen's body was still moving, and there were still little stars turning above his head. It was obvious that the 3-second dizziness effect had not disappeared. But strangely, at this time, the black funeral figure actually stopped and looked at the sky blankly.

"Ah, this is a coma, and the coma effect is the same as the swordsman's strong attack."

"Yes, but when did the maple leaves make their heads fall into a coma? Why didn't I see anything?"

"I didn't notice, Lengqing, have you seen anything?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the duke-level assassin's lonely body. Only she might know what was going on.

"I didn't see clearly, it's strange." Leng Qing shook her head lightly, and a puzzled light flashed in her eyes.

This time, no one knew how Ye Hen did it. Even if he was lonely, he could not imagine that Ye Hen decisively activated the lion's roar while knowing that he could not avoid the ambush. While he was in a state of dizziness, he also sent the black funeral into a coma.

Since using the lion roar only requires opening your mouth slightly, and the sound inside the venue cannot be heard outside the venue, no one can find out what Ye Hen did.

Ambush, add 3 seconds of stun effect; while lion roar, add 3 seconds of coma effect.

The two control skills were almost effective at the same time, and both of them fell into a state of inoperability for 3 seconds. Apart from Ye Hen, only the Black Funeral understood what Ye Hen relied on, and it was the rarest sound wave attack.

The two of them confronted each other motionlessly, and three seconds passed in a flash. Just as everyone outside the field was still unable to touch their heads, two black figures in the arena moved in an instant. A cold cold light and a deep red light stabbed towards their bodies almost at the same time.

At the same time, they fell into a state of control, were awake at the same time, and even launched attacks at the same time. Their strength and reactions were equally close.

Puff, when!

-680, While such a red damage value floated above the head of the Black Funeral, Ye Hen's body suddenly disappeared into the field, and a big miss floated above the head. He used the strong hidden secret to immunize the attack of the Black Funeral!

However, soon, as a circle of black light suddenly burst out from the black funeral body, Ye Hen entered Qiang Yin's body and was immediately beaten out again, and a damage value of -100 floated above his head.

As soon as it appeared in the air, the blade of good and evil in Ye Hen's hand stabbed out again. Now that both sides have used up their powerful hidden skills, the next step is to fight head-on!

Seeing that the two people in the arena used several skills in an instant, the assassins outside the field were stunned. If they could quickly activate the skills, they could do it in a short time. However, if they wanted to not waste each skill and release it appropriately under this premise, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky!

The battle continued. Seeing the dagger like red light attacking, the black funeral frowned and did not dare to be careless. The dagger in his hand suddenly raised up straight up and quickly swung the blade of good and evil attacked by Ye Hen. At this time, both of them lost about a thousand points of blood, which was not much different, but in terms of the remaining blood, he was a much lower than Ye Hen.

Sometimes, the Black Funeral is extremely puzzled. Where did Ye Hen, a powerless loner, get so many top-quality equipment and rare skills? How could each attribute be even higher than himself? You know, the Black Funeral is already almost a set of dark gold equipment at this time, and its attributes have reached an extremely terrifying level.

As my thoughts flashed, two daggers, one red and one white, had already collided violently. With a sound from the local area, two daggers, one vertical and one horizontal, were intertwined, and the blades of good and evil in Ye Hen's hand were immediately distracted from the original trajectory and stabbed into nothing.

However, just when everyone thought that this time they were equally matched against them, a pure black claw appeared in Ye Hen's left hand, and suddenly raised it and grabbed a long black tail toward the black funeral.

In addition to being used to fly the eaves and walls, the flying claws can also be used as melee weapons if they do not have soft ropes!

At this time, the only main weapon that could be used in the Black Funeral was affected by force because of the dagger that swept Yehen and was in a state of being unable to control it freely. Facing the galloping black claws, he could only quickly move sideways and avoid the terrifying claws that were attacking by a slight difference.

However, Ye Hen obviously had no hope for this attack. When he saw that the flying claws fell, he suddenly grabbed the soft cable at the tail of the claws and swung hard. The pure black claws suddenly passed through a wonderful semicircle and grabbed the black funeral again.

The biggest feature of the Dark Dance Assassin is that the attack methods are emerging one after another, which is extremely strange.

"Oh no!" The black funeral, whose body was still in the sideways movement, even if he reacted quickly, he was unable to turn things around in the face of such a strange flying claw.

puff!

The sharp flying claws accurately clenched into the back of the Black Funeral, and immediately brought up a damage value of -410. The blood bar on the head of the Black Funeral was instantly knocked out, and the body fell to the ground!

As the black funeral turned into a ball of white light, the assassins outside the field were speechless, and even breathing seemed a little difficult. They could hardly believe the scene in front of them. The black funeral of the god-level assassin was defeated by Maple Leaf, who was also the assassin!

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