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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh battle between the two powers

The scene was full of a solemn atmosphere. There were only Rhodes and the others in this open space at this time, and the entire town seemed extremely cold at this moment.

In the hot summer, it is ten days of noon. The scorching sun hangs high in the air, and the dazzling sun shines on the earth. After a morning of baking, the whole earth is like a steamer. At this time, the steaming heat rises from the ground and can be seen by the naked eye.

The dull atmosphere surrounded this area like an ice cellar, but dispelled the heated discussion.

A cool breeze hits, giving people a cold feeling, and the atmosphere is as solidified, making people breathing difficult.

In the distance, the mainland powerhouses and the warriors from the source of darkness stood hundreds of meters away and looked at the people in the field, with a serious expression, some expectations and some concerns.

The strength of the Demon General is unquestionable. From Rhode's explanation, you can see the strength of the Demon General, Yang Xuan's late-level, let alone the Demon General. The warrior at the Yinhuang realm and the two god-level warriors even had the chance to react and were directly shot to death with one move. From this side, you can see how powerful he is.

Among these people, they knew the master of this body, but they felt so strange at this moment. The horror of the demon soul once again made people clearly realize it. Everyone looked at each other. This battle seemed difficult.

Who can match such a strong man? The Pope or the old man, but both of them are only in the early and middle levels of Yang Xuan realm. Can they fight against him?

When I saw the old man confronting the Demons, I couldn't help but worry that this old man from the source of darkness always gave people a cold feeling, making people unable to see through it. No one knew how strong he was. This time, he should be showing it.

A cool breeze hit, bringing a little mysterious wind, sweeping the dust on the ground and sweeping towards the distance.

"You are alone." Looking at the ancestor of the troll clan, the Demons asked in a deep voice. When facing the ancestor, his expression became serious, no longer as arrogant as before.

"One person is enough." The ancestor's answer was very simple, but it gave people an unquestionable feeling.

"Hehe, the troll clan is indeed the leader of the ancient clan. Even if he is cursed by the Demon God, he can still brew a quasi-mysterious and yellow warrior, which is admirable." With a smile, the Demonic Soldier had a dark long sword in his hand, and he looked at the ancestor and said lightly.

The strength of the ancestor was revealed in one sentence, and this vision was once again surprising. No one could see through the strength of the ancestor until now, but he could see through and say it at first sight. It can be seen that he had at least reached this level, and Rhodes and his friends' hearts were once again hung up.

"Be careful." He said in a low voice to the Wolf Emperor and others beside him. They had made the worst plan, that is, the ancestor could not match the Demonic Coach, and they would come on stage again.

The Wolf Emperor had a serious expression, nodded, and slowly dispersed around. The Pope and the old man, a group of seven people, surrounded the square in seven directions, and did not give the Demons a chance to escape.

"You are not bad either. In just half a year, you have returned to the quasi-xuanhuang realm." The ancestor replied faintly to the words of the Demonic Soldier.

These words also made everyone in the distance amazed. The confrontation between two warriors in the quasi-xuanhuang realm was definitely a scene that was rare in ten thousand years. The source of Darkness was so powerful that everyone saw it again and actually brewed a warrior in the quasi-xuanhuang realm.

Although he has not yet entered the Great Xuanhuang realm, he has surpassed the Yang Xuan realm and is in the middle of the two realms.

The difference is only a thousand miles apart. A warrior in the Yangxuan realm is definitely impossible to defeat a warrior in the Quasi-Xuanhuang realm. Unless a miracle happens, even a warrior at the peak of the Yangxuan level is the same. A thousand miles apart is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

There were some whispering sounds in the crowd, and everyone widened their eyes, especially those warriors. Such two top warriors only competed, which was definitely a rare opportunity. If they looked carefully and understood carefully, they would get unimaginable benefits. No one was willing to give up this opportunity, and even if they knew that no matter how dangerous it was, they would persist.

At this time, the momentum of the two began to soar, rising step by step, and invisible aura emanated from the surroundings, making people feel the trembling from their souls.

Is this the warriors in the quasi-xuanhuang realm? Is this their strength? This aura, this momentum, is it completely impressed by the aura of the king, the supreme aura, is extremely majestic and continuous.

The murderous aura began to burst out, covering the entire open space in an instant, causing the surrounding temperature to fall to freezing point.

Even in the hot summer, even in the scorching sun, for some reason, people still feel a chill. They can't help but tighten their clothes and use their fighting spirit to resist these two powerful external auras.

Even some god-level warriors with poor strength can only choose to retreat helplessly and retreat to the back. On this side, they can no longer stay there. Forcibly staying will only cause harm to themselves.

A few minutes later, the crowd retreated unknowingly and retreated, and in a blink of an eye, they had retreated seven or eight hundred meters away. Only then did they barely stabilize their posture.

As for Rhodes, Wolf Emperor and others, although they were very strong, due to these two auras, they had no choice but to retreat and retreat a hundred meters away.

The few people also looked at each other and finally saw the real strong man. This is the real strong man, but they seem so small in front of them.

Rhodes is sure that if he had confronted the Demon Coach now, he would not have any chance of winning unless his strength was greatly reduced. He might have a glimmer of hope of taking advantage of the divine nature.

Now I finally know the playful expression when the demon general said to him that the demon coach was playing. He was looking for death when he and the demon coach head-on battled him. It was even more boring to resist with the divine nature at his heyday.

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In the distance, the ancestor and the demon coach stood in the air, looking at each other without rushing to take action, with sharp eyes.

Under the seemingly relaxed appearance, they maintain a high level of vigilance. At this time, if either side takes the lead, it will lead to unimaginable results, and the battle is about to break out.

"Fight." After a long time, perhaps even though they did not find the other party's flaws and had a good chance to make a phone call, the magic coach shouted and took the initiative.

The long sword in his hand swung and slashed from the sky. In an instant, the long sword exuded a hundred feet long blade. The black blade made the sky and the earth lose its color. In an instant, the sky seemed to dim, giving people a feeling of darkness in front of them.

The blade made a whirring sound, slashing down quickly, causing a squeaking friction sound, which made people feel creepy.

The ancestor here was also unwilling to fall behind, and in an instant he quickly retreated. At the same time, his own long sword was added in his hand, a silver sword dancing rapidly. In an instant, a curtain formed in front of him. With a light shout, tens of thousands of sword energy flew towards the opposite demon coach like raindrops.

Dingding Ding...Scratch of crisp collision sounds followed, sparks flew everywhere, and the whole world began to become gloomy. It seemed that after obscuring these two auras, the black clouds condensed, blocking the scorching sun, making the world dim.

The figures of the two people jumped and flashed quickly between the heaven and earth, making it difficult to see clearly. At this time, the god-level warriors could only look at the empty heaven and earth, the fire lights that popped up from time to time, and the phantoms, and they could not see the two people.

Only those who have entered the Yinhuang realm can barely see the situation at this time.

No move or move is extremely dangerous. Such a battle between two powerful men is not as long-lasting battle as they imagined. Each move is fatal, and any accident can kill one of them.

The real strong people only see the battles that are faster and the battle time will be shorter, but undoubtedly it is earth-shaking.

The wind swept across the world, and the thunder roared in the sky. The original sunny day suddenly became gloomy, and the temperature also dropped at this moment, giving people a feeling of late autumn.

Surroundings = falling leaves are flying and roaring constantly.

Wherever the sharp sword energy passed, it was invincible. All the trees were broken, and the surrounding houses also turned into piles of ruins and dust all over the sky with the roar.

The vision became blurred, the battle became more and more intense, and the range was getting bigger and bigger. Rhodes, the Wolf Emperor and others could not stop retreating, and retreating for hundreds of meters in a row was considered to be some relief.

Seeing such a battle with one's own eyes, everyone was shocked and shocked. There was already some short circuit. They didn't know what to say. They widened their eyes and looked horrified.

The speed is extremely fast, without gorgeous moves. After reaching this level, the gorgeous moves are just a burden in their eyes. There are only the simplest, most practical and most lethal moves.

Any move is ever-changing, integrated into your own thoughts and dances at will.

The lethality was also exerted to the maximum extent. Any move was fatal and could kill the opponent's life. Every step was terrifying, making everyone's hearts hang in their throats. As the battle continued to beat, it seemed that they would jump out of their bodies at any time.

I can only be glad that there are no heart disease here, otherwise I don’t know how many times I have died.
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