Seeing the sharp sword coming towards him, Zhao Yuan suddenly shouted loudly, and the black-backed sword in his hand suddenly struck the sword.
The "speed" and "power" of the realm of brute force were activated at the same time, and the furnace and cauldron also activated the power of the martial arts witch in the dragon armor. The tyrannical force blasted towards the long sword like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"not good!
The moment the black-backed long sword came into contact with the bright long sword, Zhao Yuan was shocked. He found that there seemed to be an evil power inside the long sword, which absorbed all the energy accumulated by his martial witch seal.
The power actually poured out wildly.
This force frantically extracted the martial arts power from Zhao Yuan's body.
With just lightning and flint, Zhao Yuan's Seal of Martial Arts was drained away. At this time, after the evil force drained away the power of the Seal of Martial Arts, it actually didn't stop and began to extract "Ten Thousand People" from Zhao Yuan's body.
The power of "Enemy".
Zhao Yuan was horrified. As he entered the realm of "Wisdom of Heart", he suddenly understood that his seal of martial witches and the power of the golden belt divine envoy originated from ancient mysterious power.
Obviously, the golden belt divine envoy was more skilled in controlling the power of ancient gods, and was actually able to extract the power of the Martial Witch Seal from his body.
Under the circumstances, the sharp sword that was infused with the power of Zhao Yuan's Martial Witch Seal suddenly surged in the wind, emitting a dazzling light, like an ancient artifact.
Seeing the long sword coming over like a huge mountain, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to avoid it, because he was on the battlements of the city wall and there were only two ways to escape, either by falling off the city wall or by jumping in.
Within the city walls.
If he jumped off the city wall, the height of tens of feet would be enough to knock Zhao Yuan into pieces.
If you jump into the city wall, you will definitely fall into a sea of people, because at this time, there are soldiers everywhere inside the city wall, and there are many masters among them. At least, Zhao Yuan found three silver-belted divine envoys and several black-robed ones.
God's envoy can be said to be a master like a cloud.
In addition, if Zhao Yuan falls into the city wall, the difficulty of Wan Ling'er's rescue will also increase.
At this critical moment, Zhao Yuan made a shocking decision. He actually stood still and withstood the heavy blow from the huge sword.
The Dragon Armor Curse was urged to its peak state, and Zhao Yuan's body was covered with a layer of translucent cuticle.
Thousands of Crescent City residents watched helplessly as the giant sword stabbed Zhao Yuan. Many kind-hearted people couldn't bear to witness the tragedy and closed their eyes.
Peng!
A shocking scene appeared. The tip of the sharp sword could not be inserted into Zhao Yuan's majestic body, and it hung quietly against Zhao Yuan's body. The situation was extremely strange.
"Pfft... Hahaha... What else do you have, use it!"
Zhao Yuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the giant sword with both hands, and laughed loudly. The sword kept trembling in his hand, as if struggling desperately, and then, the giant sword quickly became smaller.
Zhao Yuan had a ferocious look on his face. He felt that the power of the Martial Witch Seal contained in the giant sword quickly returned to his body. The originally empty Martial Witch Seal became full again.
The golden belt god's face was pale, his hands were spread out, and he was mumbling something, as if he wanted to retrieve his sword, but the sword in Zhao Yuan's hand did not move at all.
"Zhao Yuan, let's go!"
Behind Zhao Yuan, Wan Ling'er's voice sounded.
"Wait a minute."
Zhao Yuan laughed loudly, stretched out his arm, and the sharp long sword in his hand suddenly loosened. At this time, the golden belt divine envoy was frantically urging the sword, and Zhao Yuan suddenly loosened and pushed, taking advantage of the force.
, the long sword immediately flew towards the golden belt messenger with lightning speed.
"snort!"
Seeing the long sword flying towards him, the golden belt god snorted coldly. He knew that Zhao Yuan wanted to use his long sword to kill him, but that was his sword. There was his divine consciousness in the sword. That kind of thing
, it’s simply impossible to happen.
When the golden belt god saw the long sword flying towards him, he calmly picked up an ancient hand seal, and the long sword immediately stopped.
The moment the long sword stopped, suddenly, a black light shot out from under the long sword...
The golden belted divine envoy never thought that there was actually a small sword hidden under his long sword. He was caught off guard and was shot straight on.
At this time, there was no way to avoid it, so the Golden Belt Divine Envoy did not panic and immediately activated the magical power of body protection.
"not good……"
The golden belt divine envoy suddenly turned pale. The moment the little black sword was inserted into his chest, he felt the breath of death. The breath carried the little black sword and drove straight into the ruins. The magical power of body protection was basically
It makes no sense, frantically plundering his vitality, his limbs are shrinking, and his internal organs are also shrinking...
…
"What is this..." The Golden Belt Divine Envoy looked at Zhao Yuan, who was chasing after him, with empty eyes.
"Haha, it's a weapon of God, and a monster like you can stop it."
Zhao Yuan flew up and pulled out the Black-Hearted Divine Wooden Sword from the chest of the Golden Belt Divine Envoy. His body suddenly spun around and flew towards the outside of the city wall. Just as Zhao Yuan turned around in the flash of lightning, the long black-backed sword in his hand gently swung
With one swing, the golden belted divine envoy was chopped into two pieces.
In the sky, there was blood rain and internal organs flying all over the sky...
…
Under the watchful eyes of countless people and experts, Zhao Yuan calmly jumped off Crescent City.
The soldiers and civilians of Crescent City were all shocked. They did not expect that Zhao Yuan actually killed the feared Golden Belt God Envoy in public. That was the Golden Belt God Envoy, a powerful being at the same level as the Demon Warrior.
In the thousands of years of history of the Demonic Core Continent, there have been very few Golden Belt God Envoys who died, and the benefits of the Golden Belt God Envoy are evident.
"I'll drop you to death!" Wan Ling'er followed Zhao Yuan as he fell at high speed, looking at Zhao Yuan coldly with his eyes.
"If you can die, it will be a good thing." Zhao Yuan looked at Wan Ling'er calmly.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die, I will let you be condemned by your conscience for the rest of your life!"
Seeing that Zhao Yuan was not begging for mercy, Wan Ling'er had no choice but to catch Zhao Yuan and said fiercely through gritted teeth.
"I am Zhao Yuan and I am on the list of evildoers. How can I talk about my conscience?" Zhao Yuan closed his eyes slightly and smelled the fragrance of Wan Ling'er's hair.
Wan Lingren suddenly let go, and Zhao Yuan fell heavily to the ground.
"Ah...I'm dead..." Zhao Yuan let out a scream, lying on the ground and looking at Wan Ling'er blankly.
"You're dead, get up!" Wan Ling'er kicked Zhao Yuan on the body and urged.
"Pfft..." Zhao Yuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah...Zhao Yuan...are you okay...I didn't mean to throw you...I know you can't stand such a height..." Wan Ling'er suddenly changed color, bent down and picked up Zhao Yuan, eagerly
He kept shaking Zhao Yuan's tiger body.
"If you don't leave, sooner or later we will be smashed to death here." Zhao Yuan stared blankly at the black shadow shaking on the city wall.
Wan Ling'er looked up and saw huge rolling stones falling from the city wall. He screamed in fright, picked up Zhao Yuan and ran away from the city wall, running away.
Zhao Yuan fainted in Wan Ling'er's soft and fragrant arms.
When fighting the Golden Belt Divine Envoy just now, Zhao Yuan's seal of martial arts was pulled away from his body. Although he was protected by the dragon armor, he was still seriously injured. In addition, he carried the injured body forcefully and forced the Black Heart Divine Wood Sword to slash.
The God of Killing the Golden Belt has long been exhausted...
…
Just as Wan Ling'er was carrying the unconscious Zhao Yuan and flying towards the hillside, a middle-aged man wearing a crimson robe appeared on the city wall. Although he was just standing quietly on the city wall, he had a mysterious look.
A majesty that makes people dare not look at them.
Temple Zong.
This middle-aged man wearing a crimson robe and standing majestically is the temple sect of Crescent City.
"Miao Zong, do you want to send someone to arrest him?" A silver-belted divine envoy stood beside Miao Zong with a respectful expression.
"No, they won't see the sun tomorrow."
The temple master glanced at the sky calmly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his gloomy white face.
At this time, the sky was already dark, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thick lead clouds spread to the sky.
In the vast wilderness outside Crescent City, corpse demons walked out of their underground lairs...