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Eight hundred and eighty-first chapter heads-up

He Yang took off his strength to catch Lu Jinghuan and took a breath to look around the battlefield. Ruoye was so angry that he would talk nonsense during the war? But at this time he was indeed at a disadvantage.

The other party actually has more than ten epic heroes, and the others are also high-end and excellent heroes. If they hadn't had the equipment a little bad, they could have broken his defense in one round.

His previous formation against cannon fodder was too sturdy to withstand the master's assault. Since the other party was willing to talk nonsense, let's talk and delay time.

"What did he say?"

Lu Jinghuan is good at English and can help him translate.

"What suggestions are you going to tell me?" He Yang said while making gestures to ask his subordinates to reorganize the defense line.

Philip said: "I recognize your strength. If we want to break through your defense, we will probably have to pay a considerable price. I don't want my young men to die here for the idiots in the treasure island. I think you don't want your subordinates to suffer heavy casualties."

"What do you want to say?"

"We fight one-on-one. I win, you put down your weapons and surrender. If you win, my brothers will withdraw from the battle. The mobs outside should not do anything to you."

"Don't, he's very strong!" Tang Lin grabbed He Yang's hand and said.

Before, Philip reimbursed an elite combat team without much effort. The giant shield warriors were all elite soldiers under He Yang, well-equipped, had T, milk and output. A team of epic heroes like Luo Guicong can fight against each other without falling behind.

However, facing Philip, he was defeated in a few rounds. Judging from his light appearance, he seemed to have not done his best.

The Tide Commando is a sharp knife stationed in Neon Mi Army. All the legendary sea beasts have slaughtered a few, and their top combat power is not only Philip, but the entire team.

On the other hand, He Yang's side is not the main combat direction of the Longxiang Army. He is the only one who is considered top combat power, while the rest can only be considered elite. After Chen Weiling and others withdrew from the battle, they were much worse than the Haichao Commando in terms of numbers and high-end combat power. Even if they have the advantage of geographical advantages and equipment, they will at most fight to the death of some of the opponent's people.

As Philip said, He Yang was unwilling to see his subordinates die and injured. It seems that the winning rate of one-on-one challenge is higher, and the biggest risk is that the other party is fake one-on-one challenge and real group fight.

Weighing the pros and cons, He Yang stepped out loudly and said: "Okay, I accept the one-on-one challenge! But your epic hero is going to withdraw from the cave."

"Yes, no one else has to do with me."

The circle of one-on-one battles was quickly drawn, located in a spacious cave in the dungeon, with both sides of the army soldiers on both sides. The masters who were enough to destroy the balance were asked to leave.

Philip's liquid metal melee and long-distance defense is very flexible, but He Yang is not afraid of him. In terms of equipment, his weapon is an orange hammer, and the attack and healing are integrated into one shield.

It is specially customized by Taichu Group, a combat auxiliary system integrating energy detection, night vision, and data analysis, a single armor system composed of multiple alloy armor, energy shield and suit spiritual patterns, providing a crystal energy supply system that supplements additional psychic energy.

There are also various consumables for blood recovery and blue recovery and attack assistance. This piece of equipment costs at least one million.

Apart from those magical liquid metals, Philip's other equipment was thrown into goods that no one wanted in the store. There was no resources or talents on the island, so he couldn't make anything. The real equipment was all about fighting.

In view of this, He Yang's battle plan was to defend and counterattack. He used solid defense and a large amount of consumables to rub Philip, and delayed the time and waited for reinforcements.

The two of them were speechless, so they naturally couldn't speak nonsense when they fought one-on-one. They fought with all their might at the beginning.

"Clang!" A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Philip and He Yang fought head-on, and the liquid metal formed a siege hammer and the orange hammer Valanell collided head-on, and the psychic ripples were shaking endlessly.

The shock waves repeatedly stir in the closed space, causing a lot of sand and dust. If ordinary people stay in the cave where they fight one-on-one, the splashed gravel can make people into sieves.

Fortunately, the dungeon has a natural protective magic circle similar to the underground palace of the imperial tomb. Otherwise, the fight between the two would be enough to cause a landslide.

"Very good, strong, enough to be my opponent." Philip smiled and launched attacks again and again, all of which were strong and powerful frontal attacks.

"Room" is like thunder underground, flying sand and stones, and the entire cave is covered with smoke and dust.

After each impact, Valanell will absorb the overflowing energy to form a thin shield to resist the next attack. Although it is broken immediately, after accumulation, the consumption will be 10% lower than that of Philip.

The attack power of the head-on battle can still be absorbed by armor, and He Yang also took the time to control the bursting psychic reflex Philip, forcing him to attack with all his might. In this round of tricky battles, He Yang had a slight advantage.

The strong attack was ineffective, and Philip also changed his combat form. The liquid metal suddenly turned into dozens of sharp and thin flying blades, forming multiple attack formations, controlled by intention, and launched a long-range attack towards He Yang.

He Yang's orange hammer could not block these flexible and maneuverable flying blades at all, and the left arm shield could not block the whole body. The opponent could always find a gap to attack in. The sound of the spiritual armor hitting, leaving white seals.

"Drink!" He simply stopped guarding, but swung his hammer and smashed it with a flying blade.

Philip had to be distracted from controlling multiple sets of flying blades, so it was impossible for him to take care of them. He Yang hit him with one of them and smashed him away. With a strong attack, the spiritual structure of the flying blade was shaken away, and fell to the ground and gathered into a ball like mercury, rolling towards Philip.

"Ha, it's as hard as a turtle!" Philip sighed.

After the third flying blade was knocked away, he stopped attacking. He Yang's skin was thick and flesh was not weak in all defense. The flying blade's attack power was not high and could not break the defense. Instead, one was destroyed every attack. Philip had to spend his psychic energy and energy to repair it.

He Yang had no time to talk nonsense, and took advantage of the attack gap to absorb energy and repair the shield.

"Okay. Finally, we have to get close to the battle to end the battle."

The tentative attack just now has allowed Philip to understand He Yang's characteristics, and the biggest feature of liquid metal is its flexibility and change, and it evolves into a restrained weapon according to the characteristics of the enemy.

Liquid metal gathers into two sharp cone thorns on both hands, and silver-white spiritual light shines at the spikes. The excess liquid metal turns into thin armor to cover the whole body.

When Philip rushed up again, he turned into a weird assassin, not fighting head-on with He Yang, but went around behind him to launch an attack.

The sharp cone spike has a very strong armor-breaking effect. Each blow can easily break the energy shield and pierce the armor. Its sharp blade makes the set share effect suddenly decrease, and blood can be seen in one blow.

He Yang's warhammer could not touch the opponent at all, and a large-scale surface attack could not break Philip's metal armor, and was suppressed at the same time at both ends of the offense and defense.

Another cone pierced, but He Yang did not dodge, but instead hit the cone pierced. The sharp armor-breaking cone tear opens the armor and penetrates into the skin muscles and even internal organs. The spiritual ripples of the sharp blade even penetrate into the body.

Furious potion! The potion tank of the individual soldier armor is automatically injected into the designated potion, and the pain quickly leaves the body, but its strength and reaction speed increase rapidly.

He Yang's eyes were red, twisting her body and clamping the thorn with her bones and armor, and swinging her hammer to hit Philip's face.

"Ha, I'm looking for death!" The cone thorn softened like ice and snow. Philip relaxed his hand, and slipped his body and walked around He Yang. Another cone thorn pierced his opponent hard.

The two stings that penetrated the whole body did not defeat He Yang, nor did he even affect his movements. He then retreated and pushed Philip to the wall of the hole. At the same time, he abandoned the hammer and used an electromagnetic shock dagger to stab the opponent with a backhand.

When the liquid metal gathered at the dagger's landing point, blocking the attack. However, the electromagnetic shock dagger was very fierce and was accompanied by a little thunder tribulation power used by Lu Jinghuan.

The liquid metal did not completely block it, breaking through the flesh and stabbing into five centimeters deep. Philip could only mobilize more metal to defend.

"Haha, you've been trapped!" He Yang's mouth was covered with blood, and he sneered and overloaded the high-energy crystal that provided the back of the armor with psychic energy.

The out-of-control spiritual energy was squeezed between He Yang and Philip, and the result was naturally a blast.
Chapter completed!
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