Electromagnetic Tyrant Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Taking advantage of the chaos and succeeding

It wasn't just Yiren who was furious, all the spectators in the front row took action.

Ji Xinghuo was also mixed in the crowd. As early as when Li Yan Yongfeng first came on the field, he noticed something abnormal. Someone was secretly disturbing his mind!

The degree of this kind of interference is very light, like "empathy", but it is much larger than the scope of empathy, and it is extremely hidden and difficult to detect.

Mind hacker!

Ji Xinghuo's first reaction was that there were mind hackers at work.

However, the opponent's target is not himself, but the audience of the arena, especially the Winged Man sitting in the front row. The most important target seems to be Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng on the field.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng killed several people in a row, his emotions were high, and he was attacked without knowing it, completely releasing his own nature.

 What he says is what he thinks.

 But in normal times, no matter how arrogant and domineering Li Yanyongfeng was, he would not dare to say it out loud. Queen Lingqi, as the Saint of the Shepherd Star, was definitely not someone he, the Young Dragon Master, could insult lightly.

However, under the secret guidance of the mind hacker, he openly said insulting words.

 Queen Lingqi has a very high prestige in the Tianyu Royal Court and is deeply loved by the Yi people.

Yiren could never stand the insult to the Queen. He was extremely dissatisfied with Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng. As soon as his words came out, he immediately pushed the two sides to the opposite side. Their emotions were secretly manipulated by the mind hacker, and they accumulated anger, which amplified step by step like a volcano. .

However, Yiren was afraid of the reputation of the Zhenlong family, so he actually refused to do anything.

 This is an opportunity!

Ji Xinghuo decisively entered the stealth state, took out the invisible thorn and silent arrow, shot at Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, and lit the fuse with his own hands.

Hingers can fly and are very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the wingmen in the front row had rushed in front of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, holding weapons and attacking him from all directions.

"Roar!"

Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng roared, dragon scales appeared on his skin, and his eyes ignited with white flames.

 A dragon's breath burst out.

His roar contains intimidating power. The sound waves are visible to the naked eye, like a dragon's roar. The winged figures who are approaching are stunned by the roar, with fear in their eyes.

Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng slashed out with his sword, and several sword energy swept past him.

More than a dozen winged men were chopped into pieces instantly.

With just one encounter, the ground of the arena was stained red with the blood of the Winged Man.

But this did not deter the Winged People. Their anger and bloodiness were completely aroused. Under the control of the secret mind hacker, they almost completely lost their minds and rushed towards the Phosphorus Flame Yongfeng without fear of death. Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng was surrounded by water.

 The sword energy is flowing horizontally, and the angry flames are burning!

The strength of most of the winged people is third level or lower. Even if they join forces to besiege and use all their methods, they are still no match for Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng.

However, two fists were ultimately no match for four hands. After Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng repelled two or three waves of sieges, even though he made the best choice and was invincible in martial arts, he was still approached by Yiren and struck him in the back with a knife. But it failed to break through his dragon scale protection, leaving only a trace.

 He turned around and killed the winged man with one sword, and other winged men immediately took over.

 More weapons fell on him.

Suddenly, Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng fell into the quagmire of a siege and could no longer use his exquisite and dexterous movements. Every attack he made was a head-to-head confrontation with the Yiren, exchanging injuries for injuries.

However, the Dragon Lord's defense was really strong. Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng was beaten badly but was not seriously injured.

 The white flames on his body are very hot.

Every time it erupts, white flames erupt out and touch the body of the winged man. As long as there are scattered flames, it will quickly spread all over the body, burning the feathers of the winged man clean, and then burn through the skin and flesh. It cannot be extinguished no matter how hard you beat it, until it burns into the bones. Extremely scary.

 This is the white phosphorus fire of the Phosphorus Flame Dragon!

Ji Xinghuo, who was among the wingmen, saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he became more cautious.

 After several waves of siege, the fourth-level masters among the Yiren stepped forward to take the lead for the tribe.

"bring it on!"

 “Come on, everyone!”

Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's ferocity was also aroused, and he shouted, completely regardless of the consequences: "Let me see how much strength you Yi people have, show them all! If I die here today, even if you Yi people are capable, Killing a Dragon Lord is the greatest honor in your life!"

While shouting, he slashed and slashed with his broad sword, repelling two enemies who attacked from behind and cutting the other three winged men into pieces.

The sound of metallic clanging was continuous.

 With every collision, the winged man will die under the sword of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng.

The winged man in the distance also raised his bow and arrows and shot out arrows one after another.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng has a very keen intuition about the power of arrows. He ignores most of the non-threatening arrows and lets them hit his own dragon scales.

With only a few arrows, he will avoid the vital point.

 Either block, or use the winged man's body as a human shield.

There were more and more corpses on the ground of the arena. Among the hundreds of thousands of winged spectators, only a few thousand of them completely lost their minds and took action. Most of the spectators woke up after the dragon roar and stopped or turned around mid-flight. , did not take part in the siege.

Even so, thousands of winged men were like a vast ocean that drowned Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng.

 But there are only a small number of wingmen who can rush in front of him.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng is like a rock in the stormy sea. No matter how the huge waves hit him, he always stands firm and kills the winged men in front of him one by one with his sword.

 His feet were already piled with corpses of winged men.

 The injuries on his body gradually increased.

However, with the Dragon Lord's powerful defense and recovery power comparable to that of a real dragon, it is impossible to kill him in a short period of time. As long as he delays for a while, he will be rescued.

Ji Xinghuo's magnetic field induction has already detected a dragon flying towards him. It is Liyan Yongfeng's dragon.

 At the same time, the two feather kings sitting in the arena are also about to take action.

There are many strong men coming from Yunxiao City, legends, and even kings, there are six or seven in total!

 In one minute at most, the riot in the arena will be suppressed.

 “It can't be delayed any longer.”

Ji Xinghuo's face was covered with a layer of cloth, with only his eyes exposed. He used the wingman as a cover from the ground while in stealth mode, and approached Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng step by step.

At this moment, he was less than ten meters away from Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng.

As long as you go five meters further, you will enter the extremely subtle range of perception of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, and he will notice you.

 This is the conclusion drawn from continuous observation of each other in the past few days.

That kind of sensing range is very small, only five meters.

 Perhaps even only three meters!

In the Vientiane Star Pupil interface, the arrow was flashing fiercely, pointing to Phosphorus Flame Yongfeng in the crowd of people.

Ji Xinghuo easily dodged the winged man rushing up from him. He no longer hesitated and picked up a blood-stained scimitar that fell on the ground. It belonged to a dead winged man.

His right eye pupil has a faint circle of light.

 Wanxiang Senluo!

For an instant, the whole world seemed to have stopped. All the surrounding matter and information were reflected in the mind, and illusory streams of light appeared in the field of vision. The future results were deduced in an incomprehensible way, and were revealed one by one. . Ji Xinghuo got the optimal process and the results he wanted in his mind.

 Then he moved.

 Flash step!

Ji Xinghuo dodged and took seven or eight steps forward, with his body slightly bent. A winged man from the Kuangdiao Clan fell from the sky and stood between him and Li Yan Yongfeng, preventing Li Yan Yongfeng from immediately seeing the tall man hiding in the tall building. The self behind the winged man.

The giant ax of the Winged Man of the Kuangdiao Clan clashed with Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, and the Dragon Lord's powerful force knocked him away.

 Ji Xinghuo flashed again.

With perfect timing, the moment before the Kuangdiao Clan was knocked away, Ji Xinghuo stepped to the rear left side of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, and was blocked by another wingman from the Cuiyu Clan.

The Cuiyu clan is extremely fast, holding a short sword, bending down and charging forward, sneak attack on Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's back.

 Plop sound.

The dagger pierced into the back of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's heart, but was stuck by the hard dragon scales and could not go any further. Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng seemed to have known this would happen. He turned around and used his left hand. His palm was as sharp as a dragon's claw and penetrated directly into the heart of the winged man. The high-temperature white flames exploded and instantly burned the winged man to ashes.

As the ashes flew away, Ji Xinghuo's figure appeared behind the flames.

 There is no barrier between the two of them.

 The distance is only three steps!

 Such a close distance, already within the range of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's powerful perception, and the stealth state had no effect. He immediately saw Ji Xinghuo, and their eyes met face to face for the first time.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng sensed the huge yet subtle information.

 But there was also a moment of lag.

 His perception had problems for the first time, and it happened at such a critical time.

 Almost instantly, although Li Yanyongfeng didn't understand what was going on, he realized that this was the most dangerous moment in his life. The necklace on his neck conveyed the feeling that the human race in front of him was no ordinary enemy. He had a unique ability just like himself!

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng's mind was as fast as lightning, and he immediately gave up on the other wing men who were attacking him. He must kill this man first.

 His broad sword slashed out without reservation.

This sword contains his decades of combat experience and martial arts will. He has rehearsed multiple possible reactions of the enemy in his mind, and has corresponding back-ups.

Ji Xinghuo's scimitar is one step faster, the rotating magnetic field has already been fully activated, and the acceleration ring has already taken effect.

 He slashed out with his sword.

The blade was jumping with electricity, and it was about to collide with Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's broad sword.

 At the critical moment, Ji Xinghuo disappeared.

 Shunstep!

Ji Xinghuo instantly appeared on the side of Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, and continued to move forward with the scimitar halfway swung, slashing the enemy's neck.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng stepped to the side with his left foot and opened the distance in time.

 He can also dodge.

But as soon as his flash step reached the landing point, Ji Xinghuo arrived even faster. It was also a flash step, as if he was predicting the unknown, and the scimitar was still slashing towards the neck. It was as if the two parties had not moved, and there was no relative position, distance, or movement. Variety.

A trace of horror flashed in Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's eyes, but his reaction was not delayed and he dodged again.

 His eyes were filled with flowers.

In an instant, Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng returned to his previous position. However, Ji Xinghuo followed him like a shadow, unable to get rid of it like a shadow, still in front of him.

 Phosphorus flames flash forward again.

Ji Xinghuo followed him again, half a step ahead of him.

This time in a flash step, Li Yan Yongfeng slashed the broad sword to his side in advance, which was the landing point of Ji Xinghuo's previous two flash steps. However, Ji Xinghuo dodged to his right, and the sharp scimitar came closer, only a palm away from his neck.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng could only dodge again and attack his right side. Ji Xinghuo was still beside him, this time on the left side.

 He guessed wrong again.

The two of them changed positions many times in the blink of an eye, but the range was very small. The surrounding space was occupied by winged men and they could not move too far.

Flash steps consume a lot of star power and physical strength. After four consecutive flash steps, Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's state was finally overloaded and his body was overwhelmed.

"Roar!"

Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng burst into white phosphorus fire crazily, and the surging white flames spread out.

Ji Xinghuo disappeared.

But he only disappeared for a very short moment and reappeared on the same spot, just in time to avoid the flame shock wave that was so close at hand, and the scimitar finally hit it.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng's star power was at a low level at this moment. Although he had all the information, he could only watch the scimitar cut into his neck.

 Poof!

 The dragon scales shattered and blood spurted out.

The high-voltage electric current from the knife surged into Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng's body, paralyzing him for half a breath, but he adapted immediately.

Ji Xinghuo's sword failed to cut off his head. The Dragon Lord's defense was too strong and the quality of the scimitar was not good enough. The blade got stuck after cutting into about one-third of the neck.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng's eyes were fierce and showed no fear.

 He knew he could not die.

While Ji Xinghuo's scimitar was stuck in his neck, the broad sword in his hand erupted with sword energy, covering Ji Xinghuo from all angles, but failed again.

 Ji Xinghuo has given up his sword early.

 Flash step!

Due to a large amount of blood loss, Li Yanyongfeng's brain reaction slowed down. His eyes blurred, and he felt something flash past him, and then move away again in the blink of an eye.

 The next moment, Li Yan Yongfeng realized what had happened.

The necklace he had worn around his neck for many years and never left his body was taken away by the enemy! The purpose of that knife was never to cut off his neck, but to cut off the necklace!

 In an instant, Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng lost that powerful perception ability.

 A sharp decline!

His mind was extremely panicked, his eyes were horrified, and a feeling that he had not experienced for many years flooded into his mind. The world in his eyes became strange and complicated, as if he had been knocked from the clouds to the ground. It was difficult to adapt to it for a while, and he felt a little unaware. At a loss.

 What followed was boundless madness and anger.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng turned to look at the human race, but only saw a faint figure retreating behind the crowd and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"return!"

He was extremely angry and screamed wildly. He wanted to catch up, but was blocked by a large number of winged men.

The Yi people around them only wanted to kill Li Yan Yongfeng. Seeing that he was seriously injured and losing blood, they took advantage of his illness to kill him and attacked him with all their strength.

Phosphorus Yan Yongfeng, who suddenly lost his necklace, was greatly reduced in strength. He was overwhelmed by the Wing Man after resisting for less than ten seconds.

 Weapons and attacks fell on him one after another, aggravating his injuries.

Phosphate Yan Yongfeng passed out from drinking the hatred.

On the other side, Ji Xinghuo had already bypassed the surging crowd and exited the martial arts arena, quickly leaving towards the distance.

 (End of this chapter)

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