The battle with the revenge of water elves continued. Most of the players present focused on the focus from Yan Feng's defense to Chen Shiyao, who performed amazingly. As time went by, the more she felt that her grasp of the rhythm and timing of the treatment reached a certain point.

"Who said that the therapy profession cannot adapt to the free mode? We all look at the sky from the well!" Xiao honey exclaimed.

Seeing all the magic team members showing fascination, the lonely big tree laughed loudly: "I think Yanfeng is not a petty person. If you want to improve your level, you might as well ask him humbly."

No one who can stay in Ragnarok and the Iron Blooded Canglang Elite Group has extraordinary talents, but when faced with the means of healing the beauty in front of them, they could only look up. Hearing the lonely big tree say this, everyone had some thoughts in their hearts.

"Lingyue, what do you think Shiyao's current level is?" Xiao Yang looked at Han Yueru narrowly.

Han Yueru frowned slightly, knowing that he wanted to compare himself with Chen Shiyao again, he felt a little annoyed, but did not answer. Xiao Yang saw her expression in his eyes and continued to tease:

"She is indeed a little different from you now, but with her potential and Yan Feng helping her, she may be able to surpass you one day."

"What do you want to say?" Han Yueru shaved him coldly.

Xiao Yang smiled indifferently and said with a point of view: "I want to say that her skills may be better than you one day, but that kind of thing is on you. So, you don't have to worry at all."

"That's the thing?"

Han Yueru was talented and intelligent. She knew that there was something in Xiao Yang's words. After a little thought, she understood that the relationship between the latter and Yan Feng, and from the standpoint of the bystander, she could definitely see some clues. She seemed to have a calming pill, and all the doubts disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she asked softly:

"Are you sure?"

"If you don't believe me, you can confirm it yourself another day, won't you know." Xiao Yang shrugged casually.

Feng Wu Ziyan, who was standing beside him, was confused and curiously said: "What are you sure about?"

"Confirm who has a small belly or a Shiyao?" Xiao Yang smiled casually.

Feng Ziziyan glared at him and scolded softly: "Suifeng, what are you talking about! Our team leader has a very good figure, so how can he have a small belly? If you talk nonsense, I will let Tianhao adjust you to the bubble group!"

The members of the surrounding gods were very annoyed by his frivolous behavior of the regiment commander and criticized him one after another. Xiao Yang was not concerned and continued to watch the battle ahead.

At this time, Yan Feng led the soul of the water elf retreated to the boundary, but found that except for the easier it could dodge its attack, there was no improvement in other aspects. The rock cracking shock and the fire energy impacted the second company's skills still worked for areas outside the boundary. As soon as he exited the detonation range, the soul of the water elf would attack Chen Shiyao. This state changed repeatedly six times. Although there was a buffer time of five seconds for fire to heal, Yan Feng was still forced to use the Wind Shadow Dance and the Thunder Shield, just as the Wind Wind and the Blade of the God of War that was ten minutes later had not been cast.

"Oh no, the hatred is too high!"

Yan Feng glanced at the hatred state and was immediately surprised. He quickly waved the Flame Blade to release a flame impact, but found that the water elf soul was immune to the fire-type skills. Seeing that the water elf soul soul caught up with Chen Shiyao, he decisively activate the wind of resurrection, used the lightning chain to pull it back, and after the imprisonment was lifted, he did not dare to leave the boundary again. With his current output level, he was afraid that he would not be able to pull the water elf soul soul back after the next transfer of hatred.

Not long after, the soul of the water elf began to release the crack rock and shock again. Chen Shiyaoxian's hand raised, and a body protection technique fell on him, while Yan Feng was still standing on the border and launching a crazy attack. Seeing that he was holding the fire and attacking, he looked at Fenghuo Wolf with a worried look on his face and asked:

"He seems to be unable to bear it anymore. Should he go over and help?"

Fenghuo Wolf naturally saw that Yan Feng was in a dangerous situation, but he knew in his heart that even if he went up and pulled the hatred of the water elf soul, he could only slow down for more than ten seconds at most, but the danger was not reduced at all, which made the team fall into it. He shook his head helplessly and said calmly: "The command is absolute, and he will naturally speak when he needs help."

Everyone saw Yan Feng's blood volume fluctuating and falling, and then several lightswords were spinning around his body. Knowing that he had activated the last life-saving skill, they couldn't help but feel anxious: "He is playing hard!"

At this time, the deceased soul of the water elf suddenly opened its mouth and let out a dull cry, like a roar, or a mourning sound. Then the dark red body trembled violently, and bright red cracks began to appear. The hot magma continued to flow out of the gap and condensed in its performance, like wearing a pair of golden armor, and the whole body seemed to expand.

"Raging?!"

Everyone was shocked, but immediately found that the fire damage Yan Feng had not increased, and they all showed a look of surprise. Yan Feng was shocked at this time. The defense of the water elf soul's deceased has increased by 10% compared to before, and it has exceeded 1,800 points, and its attack is tricky, which almost made him unable to avoid it.

Only Zheng Hantai found the strange movements of the water elf's revenge in the field. While worried, he was also somewhat expecting Yan Feng's next method: "I wonder what trump card you have?"

Of course, Yan Feng has many trump cards. He has only occasionally used ghost footwork until now. As for the critical speed, he did not intend to use it in full view of everyone. Therefore, after the end of the God of War Blade, he decisively attached the Fire Dragon Wings, and then quickly flew to Chen Shiyao: "Give me your hand!"

Chen Shiyao was stunned. Seeing the firearm of the water elf, the firearms of the water elf, stopped the treatment without hesitation, and reached out to him with a pair of jade hands. Yan Feng grabbed it, and after enduring an attack, he directly ate a lipstick-type healing stone to restore 6,000 health points, and then flew to the high altitude to escape from the battle circle. The water elf soul released a shot down, and began to turn back when it chased to the boundary.

Seeing Yan and Chen escaped from danger, the lonely big tree smiled and said, "You are planning to fight it to the end, but it forced you back first."

"How is it, are you sure to kill?" Fenghuolang asked with a frown.

Yan Feng nodded, his face slightly darkened: "It's not difficult to kill, but it's a protracted battle, and it may take a night to delay."

The defense of the water elves' souls after the violent desperation has exceeded the attack power of half of the team. With their current output ability, it will take more than ten minutes to kill one. There are many water elves' souls by the magma pool, and even if they kill until dawn, it may not be able to clear it. Listening to Yanfeng's analysis of the attributes of the water elves' souls, Fenghuo Wolf sighed helplessly and said:

"I've been fighting here, so I have to stick with it no matter how troubles I have to do."

Of course, they didn't think these elites were troublesome, but after this night, they would have to hand over to Hai Zhilei and Shenyi. They cleared a way in the magma pool, but in the end they benefited the guilds of the enemy camp. This kind of doing wedding dresses for others really made them unable to get excited.

"I actually want to fight for one night? That's not cheap Sea Tears and Divine Wings? I won't do it, let them clean up these water elves' souls." Big Wolf complained reluctantly.

Fenghuolang glared at him and said in a deep voice: "If they think like you, then will this lost land be delayed all the time? Now is our progress. Whether it is successful or not, whether Hai Zhi Xie and Shen Yi have the ability to challenge the subsequent strength, we cannot stop! This is the land reclamation. From the beginning of entering the lost land of heroic difficulty, you must be prepared for failure. If you don't have it, you will come down and let others take over. Only by facing difficulties and constantly challenging difficulties can you achieve a first-class team! You have been with the Iron Blood Canglang for so long, can't you understand?"

His voice was so powerful that everyone present was filled with energy.

"It is worthy of being the No. 1 Guild of China. Only this kind of persistence can lead such an outstanding team!" Everyone at the Twilight of Gods were impressed by his courage and admired them in their hearts.
Chapter completed!