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Chapter 325 The final stage

The entire melee used highly toxic agents, and the team's output nearly doubled. Yan Feng did not dodge or avoid the attacks on the water elf guards, and the double blades of the Ice Flame quickly greeted the soft flesh between its chest and abdomen.

One sword pointing, -2638!-906 (blood boil), split sword break lock, -1488,-1484,-1487 (phantom), sword shadow follows, -1895,-906 (blood boil), no-front slash, -2856,...

Each move of the four-shaped move in the shadowless style is connected to each other, the damage is increasing, and it is coherent and smooth, without any dragging. This is the first time he used the shadowless sword skill in the team without reservation. Dan Jin's figure danced into a red and blue aura, reflecting the surrounding melee battles a little dazzled.

"What a quick body move!"

Zheng Hantai first noticed the change of Yan Feng. After only observing for a while, he was sure that his speed was far below the level. At the same time, he was shocked: "Is he the ancient martial artist that his father mentioned?"

"Why did his speed become so terrifying?" Many people were affected by Yan Feng's battle, and their attacking movements were driven by his almost crazy rhythm.

Yue Wuhen stared at his back with a sharp look, and was secretly surprised. He had been involved in the Firefly Mercenary Group for so long that he didn't know that he had such a way. Compared with the data completely different from the previous thorns on the damage record, he couldn't help but ask: "Yanfeng, when will you master new skills?"

"A few days ago!" Yan Feng responded casually, his attention never leaving the closed eyes of the water elf guard.

The battle was in a state of burning heat, and everyone put the questions in their hearts aside for the time being. Affected by the Yanfeng battle, everyone became extremely excited. Fenghuo Wolf saw the movements of the water elf guarding his lower body and hurriedly shouted: "The water dragon vortex is coming!"

The vortex flow with water poison effect rolled onto the stone platform again. This time, everyone was fully prepared and used their swimming skills to keep their bodies several meters away from the edge. Yan Feng stood steadily at the bottom of the water, unexpectedly not seeing the Eye of Death guard by the water elves. When the vortex of the water dragon dissipated, no one fell into the water. The lonely tree praised: "You are all good!"

Li Tianhao estimated the loss of the water elf's health and reminded him: "I will enter the final stage soon. Don't save the high-quality magic stones, and output with all your strength!"

When all magic systems heard the instructions, they began to use explosive skills to attack regardless of magic consumption, with their damage output faintly exceeding melee combat.

"Damn humans, all of them will die!"

The water elf guard roared, his body fell into a violent state. The ice blue skin and hard shells emitted a faint red light and quickly burned, revealing the bones in the flesh and blood. A black shadow pressed against the lake and spread rapidly. The moment Yan Feng saw the black gas, he immediately shouted: "All staff will concentrate, prepare for treatment!"

Everyone was stunned at first, then they heard a dull system prompt: "Your body is eroded by the shadow of death, and the damage is doubled, and the healing effect is reduced by half! The water elf guard turns into a dead soul!"

"Damn, this boss is playing with self-immolation!" A tiny curse sounded in the crowd.

The evil shadow of death enveloped the entire stone platform, and everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme. Chasing the sun shouted in the team channel: "All the treatments responsible for mt are transferred to the Yanfeng, and excessive recovery. If he hangs down, we will be done!"

Not long after, the team ushered in the third stage of the water dragon vortex. The vortex with water poison was rolled onto the stone platform, and the blood volume of the whole group dropped wildly.

-2000,-2000,-2000,...

Under normal circumstances, the damage of 2,000 points per second is not particularly high, but in this high-speed rolling water flow, it is difficult for everyone to stay concentrated, and the treatment is restricted by the double limit of the water dragon vortex and the shadow of death. Some team members who were brought to the edge were not affected by the group therapy light waves, and they were killed one after another, and the corpse fell to the bottom of the water flow. When 5 seconds arrived, everyone was ready to hit the ground balance, but were shocked to find that the water dragon vortex was expanding and finally spread to the entire lake. The vortex was divided into five, one in the center stone platform, four in all directions around, and the four on the outer side rotated in pairs. As long as they approached, they were directly rolled to the edge.

At this time, the attack power of the water elf had accumulated to more than 5,600 points, and every time it hit Yan Feng, it broke 3,500 points of damage. If it weren't for the 2% triggering replies and sacred protection of the soul fire, he would have been lying on the corpse in these few strokes. Activating the Wind Shadow Dance weakened its attack power by 20%, and then steadily locked the dead magic profession to resurrect using the Life Scroll.

The physical constitution of the magic profession is too low, and even if it is out of the treatment range, it is possible to die in one second. In just ten seconds, two teams of magic professions were killed. Fenghuolang saw that he squandered the life scroll without hesitation, and was puzzled: "This method is a drop in the bucket. If you can't pass it, you can only wait for the reset next week to come again. Why is he so risky?"

Half a minute passed, the team's output was minimal. More than half of the melee team died in battle. Yan Feng was forced to activate the Wind of Resurrection and began to use shadowless high-damage skills. The 138% damage bonus can maximize the effect of the Blood Mark.

“There is the last 5%!”

As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, two dark blue lights of darkness fell.

"Damn!" He cursed in his heart and decisively released the last life-saving skill, Thunder Shield.

System prompts: "The water elf guard is backfired by the Eye of Death and is in a state of imprisonment!"

In an instant, all five vortexes stopped rotating. Fenghuo Wolf knew that the opportunity had come and shouted excitedly: "Hurry, output quickly! Don't worry about the flow of water!"

Everyone found that the water flow stopped, so he needed no reminder. They tried their best to use their skills to greet the water elf guards. Even the priests, while assisting in healing, also took action to throw the pain touch and loss of life on it.

5%, 4%, 3%, the water elf guard recovered from the imprisonment. All magic professions no longer care about the impact of the water flow, and allowed the ice water to swing their bodies and take them out of the stone platform. They just blindly used magic skills to the water elf guard.

2%, 1%... Xiao Yang's eyes fell on Yan Feng as he fell, shouting: "Yanfeng, explode it to me!"

"You kill the leader-level water elf guard and gain 774 experience points... Player Yanfeng gets two abyss crystals!"

This system prompts the sound of the system like wonderful music that makes the soul vibrate. The water poison effect of the water dragon vortex finally dissipates, and the rising lake water begins to slowly land, and finally returns to the normal water level.

"Bang!" With an ice sound, the stormy lake surface suddenly frozen.

At this time, there were only seventy or eighty people standing in the central stone platform, most of which were magical systems and healing professions. Fenghuo Wolf looked at the water elves guarding the corpse and the sixteen colorful treasure chests on the ice behind the stone platform, and became very excited. Although in the seven years of "Divine Realm", the Iron Blooded Wolf encountered many more difficult challenges than the Lost Place, but none of them were thrilling this time. Yan Feng's burning boats made him try to challenge the limit for the first time.

"It's past, it's past, we've really fought!" Some straight-hearted girls couldn't help but cheer.

After successfully killing the water elf guard, the next step is to harvest the boss equipment. Seeing everyone staring at the colorful treasure chest representing the eight major professions, Fenghuo Wolf smiled and said to Yan Feng: "You can distribute it."

"Let's break up together." Yan Feng said calmly.

"That's right, the guys behind probably rushed over." The lonely big tree laughed a few times.

After all the personnel arrived, Yan Feng divided sixteen colored treasure chests according to the sixteen teams of the entire regiment. There were six teams of Ragnarok and Iron Blood Canglang, and they all got six boxes, while the Firefly Mercenary Group and the Butler Studio each got two boxes. Yue Wuhen looked at the various treasure chests on the ice, his eyes were a little reluctant, and finally said:

"Yanfeng, Shiyao, this time you two saved the whole group. Let's choose a red and a white treasure chest."

"Yue Wuhen, are you changing your temper? You always struggle to get the equipment, why did you suddenly become so happy?" Chen Jie looked at him with a strange look.

"I used to play online games alone. If I want to complete the task smoothly, my equipment would be careless. Now, I plan to stay with you auction house, and this equipment is not much worse. Moreover, you have also seen the role of Yan Feng and Shi Yao in the team. Being able to successfully kill the water elves guards is a miracle they created. If it were other teams, even more life scrolls and water demon beads would not be enough!" Yue Wuhen sighed.
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