Chapter 120 The Holy Arrow

In an instant, almost everyone forgot to breathe, and the huge arena became audible.

Covering the face with white gauze can't hide the pure and refined appearance, the long hair hangs down to the waist, exuding a faint layer of luster, making the skin white and transparent, like a dream. Especially those eyes seemed to have accumulated all the spiritual energy in the world, deep like a clear spring, crystal clear, clear and pure.

The white skirt is as white as clouds and as white as snow, outlining her exquisite, embossed and infinitely beautiful curves, imperceptibly exaggerating a kind of holiness and inviolability.

The world is refined, but the world, the fairy descends to the world. Almost everyone has this thought in their hearts.

Is this soul-stirring beauty really what the world should have?

If you take off that hateful veil, what kind of thrilling beauty will it be.

After a long period of obsession and shock, someone finally woke up

"She is... she is Lianfeng Yaomeng!"

An exclamation woke up the crowd, and they all noticed the deliberately displayed name above Feng Yao's head.

Love Feng Yao Meng.

Fengyao's footsteps did not stop at all, and she slowly came to the opposite side of Demon Wolf - Kuang.

"Lord of the Love Wind Pavilion, Love Feng Yaomeng, accept your challenge!"

The voice is very soft and soft, but the intoxicating sound of nature is full of firmness and pride, and it reveals an invisible temperament and momentum, which makes the hearts of those who hear it shaken, but they dare not give birth to the slightest offense.

In this second, the name of Lianfeng Yaomeng, the owner of the Love Wind Pavilion, once again spread throughout the Tianlong Continent and China.

"Sister Yao'er, defeat him, you can definitely defeat him!"

It was another sound of nature.

The eyes of countless people turned to the source of the sound.

Another fairy!

A face that seemed to have the charm of a celestial being, with creamy skin that was as delicate as water, with a faint blush that made people think about it, and a noble and elegant temperament enveloped the delicate nightmare like jade. The water-blue skirt and her water-like skin complement each other, adding a bit of breath-taking charm.

Yang Xiruo!

Almost everyone knows this name! Because she is the woman on the list of fairies and the dream of all men.

More importantly, she is Shura's woman, the envy of countless young girls. It has become a well-known story in Samsara that Shura became a beauty in anger.

Asura's woman is related to Lianfengyaomeng, so is Lianfengyaomeng also related to Asura?

From the moment Feng Yao appeared, Demon Wolf Kuang stared at her closely, the greedy red light in his eyes became more and more intense, and even the anger that had been accumulated for an hour disappeared completely.

This is a woman who drives men crazy!

The evil wolf in the crazy eyes has reached an unprecedented intensity. Although the woman in front of him only showed half of her tenderness, it was not difficult for people to imagine the ultimate beauty under the veil. Compared with the women I have played with, they are not even scumbags.

The mad wolf's crazy expression made Feng Yao frowned, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Let's get started." With just three words, Feng Yao didn't want to have too much contact with this hateful person, the sooner it ends, the better.

"Sister Yao'er, come on! Beat that stupid wolf so hard that even his mother can't recognize it!" This is Xiao Tian's voice. He has a certain understanding of Fengyao's Fuxiqin, so although he is worried , but also with great confidence.

Back then, he wanted to feel the power of Fuxiqin. As a result, he who thought he was steadfast only persisted for 10 seconds, but it was Chen Bing who persisted for more than 20 seconds, which greatly shocked Xiao Tian.

That stupid wolf can only last for 5 seconds at most.

Hearing someone yelling, the crowd immediately joined in. For a moment, almost all the voices were praising and supporting Feng Yao, but the poor Demon Wolf Kuang was beaten to nothing by countless scolding.

Shout out, this is a man's natural reaction when facing a super beautiful woman.

But, can she really defeat the demon wolf who is in the top five on the ranking list and holds a fairy weapon - Kuang?

Faced with everyone's reaction, Demon Wolf Kuang didn't show a trace of anger on his face, as if he had been numb from being scolded. After looking greedily at Feng Yao for a while, the wolf spit out a sentence that made everyone furious.

"If I win, how about being my wife?"

"I rely on it!"

"Scum! I've never seen such a shameless person!"

"No one should join the Devil Wolf Gang, otherwise I will kill you every time I see you!"

"Demon wolf-kuang, get out of here, don't embarrass yourself here!"

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If one person faced such a thing, it is estimated that few people would dare to stand up, because the other party was a big gang of a big family after all. Now that there are so many people, people's courage has grown up, and they have insulted the shamelessness of the demon wolf, almost throwing the weapons in their hands.

"A master on the leaderboard actually challenges a level 21 priest, what a shameless piece of rubbish." Xiao Tian, ​​who was hiding in the crowd, shouted at the right time.

What? Priest?

Priest is an auxiliary profession, and its attack power is almost negligible. The only attack skill, Holy Arrow, is only a little bit stronger than the ice magic that no one has practiced.

A 29-level shield guard singled out a 21-level priest? I rely on!

And Fengyao's next move made everyone confirm her status as a priest.

In anger, a white light arrow shot out from Feng Yao's hand and flew towards the somewhat surprised demon wolf - Kuang.

Although he disdained the priest's attack, Demon Wolf-Kuang turned around with great effort and dodged the holy arrow.

Lianfeng Yaomeng: Occupation: Priest, Level: Level 21, Attributes: Strength: 1 Stamina: 165 Agility: 1 Spirit: 5o8.

Life: 175o Magic: 112o4 Magic Attack: 1o16 Defense: 17o

Taking a look at her attributes indifferently, Feng Yao's heart surged with confidence.

She didn't plan to use Fuxiqin at all, because her brother said that although she could only wield a small part of the power of Fuxiqin, it was already breaking the balance of the game, and if outsiders found out, it would definitely cause an uproar. At this time, Fuxiqin was in her hands, just a staff, a staff with extremely strong attributes.

But Fengyao still came to fight on the spur of the moment, because she had discovered a long time ago that although the bonus of the priest's attack skills is pitiful, even the single attack skills of the 24th-level fighter Xiao Tian are not as powerful as her holy arrow. The damage is high.

It all stems from Fuxiqin's powerful spiritual attributes, which make her current spiritual attributes even surpass that of a 50-level ordinary magician.

Holding the harp in the left hand and pulling the right hand, the bow and arrows transformed from divine power appeared out of thin air. With the slight loosening of Ningzhihao's wrist, the holy arrow shot at the demon wolf Kuang who was rushing towards her again.

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An unbelievable number appeared on the head of the magic wolf-kuang.

Is this the kind of damage that priests can deal with! ?

"Am I delusional? How could the priest deal such high damage..."

"...that is indeed a holy arrow... so powerful, my level 27 priest can deal more than 400 damage at most."

"How could there be such a strong attacking priest..."

"It turns out that priests can be so powerful..."

"Sister Yao'er, come on!"

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