"Is it because of the blood contract?" Yan Shanyue stared at Wei Huan's light saber, still in shock.

Wei Huan laughed, "Why else?"

The distance suddenly shortened, and Wei Huan's sword skills were so fast that everyone was shocked.

"The actual combat ability of this human being is so terrifying..."

"How does he have the ability to light? Isn't it true that Yun Yongzhou is the only one in the entire Demon Realm?"

"Can we share abilities after forming a contract?"

"Really? But the humans who were imprisoned before didn't gain any demonic power!"

Among all weapons, firearms and knives are what Wei Huan is best at. This has been the case in the past. With the help of God, Wei Huan's moves are clean and neat, and each move is fast and steady. It is not like being on the battlefield at all.

A newbie. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how hard he suppresses the opponent.

Xing Yan, who was standing in the control room, watched Wei Huan's move without saying a word.

Have you finally stopped pretending to be stupid?

Even though Yan Shanyue is very talented, in terms of actual combat experience, she is still far behind Wei Huan, and her short-range control is not easy to control. After she was hit by Wei Huan several times and lost a lot of blood,

You can only use fox fire to weave a barrier in front of yourself.

Very good, just waiting for you to defend.

Everything is under his control.

Wei Huan sent a signal through the communicator, "Jing Yun, Yang Ling, Plan A."

Yan Shanyue's expression changed, and she looked up and saw Jing Yun flying straight towards Zhao Xingjian.

There must be something wrong. She tried to open the barrier behind her, freed up her other hand and pointed it at Jingyun, and was about to release the fox fire. In an instant, her outstretched palm was hit by a light blade.

Yan Shanyue looked back at Wei Huan in shock, only to find that at this moment she was surrounded by countless light blades, hanging radially in the air.

"I now understand why Yun Yongzhou likes to use the light blade so much." Wei Huan retracted his outstretched left palm, put the light blade on his shoulder, and raised his lips.

"It's so cool."

Yan Shanyue frowned and looked up at the green health point above his head that only had half left.

"Don't act rashly." Wei Huan raised his eyebrows, "As the captain, you'd better survive. Otherwise, the group will be leaderless and you will take the blame if you lose."

Is this why he didn't take action directly?

Yan Shanyue felt like a thorn in her back at this moment, because she knew very well that with Wei Huan's order, these countless light blades would pierce her battle uniform in an instant.

He was absolutely certain to win, but Yan Shanyue never calculated that Zhongwei Huan could use Yun Yongzhou's skills.

Looking up, Jing Yun had already flown towards Zhao Xingjian. From the front, Zhao Xingjian was carrying Yang Ling's fierce attack with a fire formation. Lotus fires all over the sky flew towards him, and then exploded crazily, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

"So damn difficult."

"You should feel honored that I am pestering you, you little bitch!"

"Fuck!" Feeling Jing Yun approaching behind him, Zhao Xingjian waved his right arm back, and the orange-red flame flew toward Jing Yun like a fire dragon.

"Ah, Ah Heng!" Jing Yun, who was afraid of being attacked, subconsciously avoided the fire dragon and hesitated in the air.

Wei Huan had already expected that he would be scared, so he immediately encouraged him through the communicator, "It's okay Jingyun! Hurry up! You can do it!"

The combat uniform shielded him from most of the attacks, but Jingyun could still feel the heat brought by Zhao Xingjian's fire, and the terrifying high temperature almost melted him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Jing Yun muttered to help him get through, and flew towards Zhao Xingjian with the fire that almost swallowed everything.

Fifteen meters.

The green health bar floating above his head was only half-full.

Ten meters.

The fire became more intense, and his health was only one-third left, and it was still decreasing.

five meters.

Jing Yun felt like he was about to melt, as if death was getting closer and closer. When he raised his eyes, the health bar had changed from green to dangerously bright red.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm strong, I'm strong..."

Zhao Xingjian was shocked, this stupid guy actually penetrated his own fire formation without defense!

"Are you going to fucking die!?"

Just when his health points continued to drain away and reached zero, Jing Yun held out his hand while carrying the fierce fire.

"Got you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xingjian felt a strong hand grab his calf, and a huge force threw him up. His wings were almost useless. He had never felt such a powerful force.

Just as A Heng taught, Jing Yun mentally recalled the training Wei Huan gave him alone.

[No matter what happens, just throw it to your death and knock her out!]

Yes, life-threatening swinging. Jing Yun grabbed Zhao Xingjian’s legs with both hands and used huge force to swing him alive, spinning him around and around in the air, like a flying wheel that could not stop at all. Even Yang Ling was frightened by this posture

When he arrived, he stopped spraying fire lotus hands with his own hands.

"Oh my god, where does this little Chongming get his strength?"

Not to mention Yang Ling, even Yang Sheng, who was sitting in the first row of the auditorium, was sweating from behind.

Are children so strong...

If he let go, it would be hard to tell where Coyotito would be thrown. In his mind, he imagined the most common exit method for villains in cartoons when he was a child: fling away, turn into a star, and make a "ding" sound.

[I will come back again!!!]

After the fantasy ended, Yang Sheng couldn't help but shudder and sweat for himself.

At the beginning, Zhao Xingjian was still struggling, setting fire all over the sky, but after he completely lost his sense of balance, he only felt dizzy and nauseated, and he had no strength to release any sparks.

At this moment, Jing Yun followed Wei Huan's instructions and did not throw him away directly. Instead, he stopped the wheel, dragged his body and dived quickly, throwing Zhao Xingjian to the ground alive.

The stunned Zhao Xingjian had no time to react, and it hit the ground like a meteorite that couldn't control itself, causing rocks to fly and dust to fly.

Zhao Xingjian still wanted to climb down, but he was about to lose consciousness, confused and weak. Jing Yun quickly ran over, knelt on one knee and grabbed the combat uniform on Zhao Xingjian's chest with both hands.

"You...you..." Zhao Xingjian could vaguely feel him, but his vision was blurry.

Jing Yun looked apologetic, but his voice was still weak, "Yes, I'm sorry."

But as soon as he said he was sorry, Jing Yun, who looked weak, pitiful and helpless, tore Zhao Xingjian's combat uniform in half. The health value above his head decreased rapidly and finally returned to zero.

Everyone in the scientific research team in the viewing room stood up immediately.

"What the hell? Didn't you say that the strength of this suit cannot be easily damaged?"

"What I'm talking about is that it can dissipate kinetic energy, block explosions, and its toughness and ductility are already very high... How did I know that this little Chongming can be so strong that he can tear him apart!"

The broadcast center began to broadcast the battle situation.

"Zhao Xingjian from Group A is out, Zhao Xingjian from Group A is out!"

Yan Shanyue watched all this in silence without saying a word.

It turned out to be a drain on the bottom of the cauldron.

Seeing that his team lost a general, as the captain, Yan Shanyue only frowned slightly.

Wei Huan began to doubt.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Wei Huan smiled and brought the light blade closer, almost touching her black combat uniform.

But Yan Shanyue remained calm and said lightly, "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists."

Sure enough there is a problem, absolutely there is a problem.

How could Kyuubi say such a thing if his determination to win is so strong.

Wei Huan looked at Ai Yao, who had been frozen in place not far away. The vines between his fingers seemed to be thicker than before, and even began to extend outward.

etc.

"Yang Ling, aim all firepower at Ai Yao!"

At first, Yang Ling was somewhat dissatisfied, but almost all of Wei Huan's tactical analysis that he had discussed in private came to fruition, and Yang Ling had no choice but to give in.

"knew!"

She aimed her arms at Ai Yao who was on the ground, and the lotus fire flew out like a dragnet, aiming at the target, waiting for a painful blow.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shanyue started to struggle at this time. She ignored the siege of the light blade and broke through the siege. Wei Huan watched her blood drop again and again, "That Jiahui's is indeed your plug-in!"

Yan Shanyue's fox fire controlled the fire lotus formation, but instead of returning all the firepower to the attacker and letting the opponent reap the consequences like before, she controlled them to stay in mid-air.

Wei Huan released the light blade to interfere with Yan Shanyue, but it inspired her nine tails. The nine huge snow-white fox tails fought against the light blade and protected her.

"Awesome, sister Jiuwei." Wei Huan could only step forward on his own. He ran a few steps and jumped onto Yan Shanyue's fox tail. He raised his light knife and was about to strike hard, but he was hit hard on the back.

Something exploded...

He was blown directly from the fox's tail to the ground. He rolled on the ground for a long time, and his whole body was in terrible pain.
To be continued...