"boom!"

Astonishing flames suddenly burst out on the front line, like a raging fire wave, swept forward in an instant.

The Shadow Demon who rushed towards Su Ming didn't even have time to react. He kept his forward-push posture and ran into the incoming fire waves and was swallowed by the fire waves.

No screams.

No whining.

It didn't seem to realize what was going on, and it was burnt out by the oncoming raging flames.

And this wave of flames swept all around, not only burning the raging shadow demons, but also forcing the nearby warlocks back.

"It's hot!"

"This is the twenty-eighth style [spiral fire]...?"

"This power... It is said that it is the forty-seven type [Chilian Feiyan] I believe it!"

All the warlocks were so surprised.

Not to mention them, even Su Ming froze there, staring at the scene of the fire waves swept around in front of him in amazement.

"The power has increased?"

The power of the technique he used was actually several times higher than before.

"What's going on?" Su Ming murmured inexplicably, "I didn't output much spiritual power."

Su Ming was puzzled.

However, he found that with the release of this [spiral fire], the burning sensation and anxiety in his body seemed to gradually fade away, and even the chaotic spiritual power gradually subsided.

And on his forehead, the weird lines have disappeared.

Nobody found this out.

No one has seen this strange scene.

Many people thought that Su Ming took the alchemy potion that can enhance the power of spirituality at a critical moment, so they were surprised. Now that they were attacked by the shadow demon, they couldn't think too much, and they rushed to meet again. pounced enemy.

Of course, no one else saw Su Ming's abnormality, but An Zijin, who was closest to Su Ming, noticed it.

"just..."

An Zijin stared blankly at Su Ming, looking at his smooth forehead, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Woo~~~"

The Shadow Demon attacked suddenly, and with a long howl, he rushed towards An Zijin.

"[Twenty-eight Forms Spiral Fire]!"

When Su Ming saw it, he did not hesitate to use spirituality again, causing the flames to swept out from the three circular arrays suspended from his wrist.

In the face of the swept flames, Fu Yingmo, who rushed towards An Zijin, chose to temporarily avoid the edge and retreated violently, avoiding the incoming fire waves.

Seeing this, Su Ming couldn't help but look at his hand.

"The power of the spell has returned to normal."

This is the power of [Spiral Fire] in normal state.

"There's really something wrong with the [Spiral Fire] just now."

Su Ming realized this, and then he didn't dare to think any more, and directly pulled An Zijin to his side.

"Don't be in a daze!"

Su Ming tapped hard and An Zijin, who was staring blankly at him.

"Yeah, I got it!"

Only then did An Zijin let out a pained cry and regained his senses.

"[The Thirteenth Form · Roaring Bullets]!"

An Zijin also used spirituality to blast at the shadow demons that were constantly floating back and forth.

At this time, An Zijin was already the same as Su Ming, the burning sensation and anxiety in his body gradually faded away and no longer appeared.

The anomaly between the two, like an unreal dream, seemed to have never happened before, and was quickly forgotten by the warlocks who were in a hurry to respond to the enemy.

"[Seven Styles Grey Bound]!"

Ye Bai in the distance also began to use the technique to contain the magic demon, and the rest of the warlocks followed suit.

The war continues.

......

"call..."

Noticing that the situation of the warlock camp in the rear had begun to stabilize, Su Ming and An Zijin were also back to back to face the incoming phantom demons, so that all the shadow demons were forced back, Xu Qianqian could not help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"grumble!"

A screaming demon descended from the sky, flapping its wings and rushing towards Xu Qianqian, but was cut off by Xu Qianqian's neat dagger, and fell to the ground screaming.

Xu Qianqian, who was relieved, finally began to seriously fight the enemy.

However, someone approached her like this, so she had to stop temporarily.

"Your little lover really has two brushes."

The person who came was Xu Yanyan.

I saw that Xu Yanyan, who was holding two knives, was like a cutting machine. Wherever he passed, a cold light appeared, cutting the phantom demons that attacked them in half.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Qianqian's eyes turned cold, and the hand holding the dagger tightened slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't dare to touch you in this big crowd." Xu Yanyan cut open the body of the screaming demon that kept falling from the sky, while bathing in screams and blood, like a coquettish flower of blood, facing the Xu Qianqian smiled and said, "I just admire you. I have always been lenient with anyone. This is the first time I have taken the initiative to contact others, but this person is so special."

Such a meaningful statement made Xu Qianqian frown.

"You really want to touch him?"

Xu Qianqian looked at Xu Yanyan coldly, and turned around suddenly, the dagger in her hand turned into two cold arcs, and cut off the two sharp-blade demons that were silently touching.

The two sisters responded to the enemy separately, and unknowingly, their backs also leaned against each other.

"You're thinking too much, my good sister." Xu Yanyan sneered at Xu Qianqian behind her, "I'm not stupid at all, if you move that guy casually, the woman behind that guy may really be pushed by me. On your side, I don't want this result that outweighs the gain."

Xu Yanyan's words made Xu Qianqian's brows wrinkle deeper and deeper.

"The woman behind him?"

Xu Qianqian murmured in a low voice.

"Stop pretending." Xu Yanyan sneered at Xu Qianqian's reaction, and said, "After knowing the existence of that woman, I guessed that you would take the initiative to contact Su Ming, just to get in touch with that woman and cooperate with her?"

Xu Qianqian's eyes flickered slightly, and without saying a word, he swung the dagger to cut down the besieged phantom demon.

Xu Yanyan also spoke in a calm voice while facing the incoming phantom.

"I don't know if this is your abacus or your father's abacus, but don't think this will make me retreat."

Saying that, Xu Yanyan's face became a little grim as if she was recalling all the past so far.

She should have been the most outstanding descendant of the Xu family.

Whether it is talent, potential, blood or hard work, Xu Yanyan believes that she will not lose to anyone.

She used to be the pride of her father, and even her grandfather, the head of the house, loved her very much.

Xu Yanyan was not surprised by these, because she deserved it all.

She debuted as a two-star, and was the head of the Hunter Academy during her studies at the Demon Hunting Academy, which made Xu Yanyan never doubt her ability.

Thinker

Until Xu Qianqian appeared.

Then, her father was disappointed in her.

Grandpa also transferred his favor to her and turned to this cousin.

Everything about her was gradually taken away by Xu Qianqian.

Therefore, Xu Yanyan swore that she must prove herself and take away everything from Xu Qianqian.

"Wait and see, my dear sister."

Leaving such words, Xu Yanyan said no more, turned into a gust of wind, and rushed into the group of magic demons in front of her, setting off a sword, light, sword shadow and scarlet blood flower.

Xu Qianqian stared at this scene, but what was thinking in her heart was not Xu Yanyan's harsh words and threats, but that sentence.

"The woman behind him..."

Xu Qianqian couldn't help turning her head and looked in Su Ming's direction again.

"Zi Jin! Behind him!"

"Yes!"

There, Su Ming continued to use [Spiral Fire] to attack the floating shadow demon, while constantly reminding An Zijin who was beside him, let An Zijin release [Roaring Bullets] repeatedly to smash at the phantom demon who attacked him. The body is tightly attached to Su Ming.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qianqian felt a little irritable for some reason.

"just!"

A sharp-blade demon rushed towards Xu Qianqian with no eyesight, and the sharp-blade all over his body hit like a storm.

"Pfft!"

However, a dagger pierced the air with ease, with a deadly cold glow and unparalleled strength, slashing the sharp-blade demon into blood.

The sharp-blade demon's body as hard as steel was actually as fragile as paper in front of this onslaught, and was torn one after another.

Xu Qianqian was silent, with a cold face, swung the dagger frantically, slashed at the phantom in front of him, and cut it into pieces mercilessly.

Li Wei, who was on the side, just saw this scene and swallowed involuntarily, causing the surrounding teammates to shiver.

......

The battle lasted for nearly an hour.

Although there were a lot of accidents, the professionals finally managed to stop a lot of phantoms and reduced the number of phantoms.

Of course, in this process, there will inevitably be some fish that slip through the net.

They directly crossed the battle line and swept to the rear. They seemed to know that the professionals were not to be messed with, and instead bullied the soldiers in the rear.

Anyway, they are all blood eaters, and the number of soldiers is no less than that of professionals, so the phantoms naturally want to bully these better bullies.

It's a pity that the soldiers were equipped with alchemical bullets, and when they saw the phantoms crossing the front and coming here, they didn't hesitate to start firing.

As a result, the sound of gunshots gradually appeared on this battlefield, bringing the smell of gunpowder to this battlefield.

Even so, a small number of phantom demons even broke through the defense line of the soldiers and continued to attack the rear.

Faced with this situation, everyone has no choice but to hope that the last remaining display in the rear can block these phantoms and prevent them from leaving Huaming District.

As time passed, the number of phantoms began to decrease sharply.

The pressure on the front line also suddenly decreased a lot, allowing many physically and mentally exhausted hunters and warlocks who had exhausted their spiritual power to retreat to the rear.

From this time on, the garrison of the defense line does not require everyone to go to work together.

If there is no shift, sooner or later the people here will be exhausted.

At the moment, the students with relatively weak strength got the first batch of rights to retire and rest, and handed over the battle line to those professionals who still have spare strength to be stationed.

Su Ming also supported An Zijin, who was lying on the ground tiredly, and followed the main force, retreating a little tired and embarrassed.

Looking at the professionals who were still fighting in the rear, Su Ming muttered.

"If only I could be responsible for cleaning the battlefield."

In this case, the magic material on the battlefield is estimated to give him a big gain.

"Well, think of a way to sneak a vote later."

Su Ming decided so.