The golden-robed Archbishop who received the 4 strongest blessings and is extremely powerful himself.
It just disappeared like this?
Countless spectators seemed to be in a dream.
Can not accept.
That's a 7-star card.
A card that represents the pinnacle of card master’s strength!
He was actually killed instantly by one blow?
Some experienced old card masters in the audience suddenly woke up.
The ability to instantly kill the top 7-star cards!
Could it be!?
Countless eyes looked towards the field in disbelief, looking at the figure of the king in the darkness.
At the same time, the pace did not stop just because one of the generals was lost. Almost at the same time that the Archbishop died, five saints holding divine hammers rushed to the Immortal King on the field.
Their speed was extremely fast, crossing the huge arena, and had already rushed in front of the enemy.
Even if a war begins, a general will be lost.
However, He Lingqing still remained calm and did not waver at all.
On the field, the five divine hammers of judgment shone with light and terrifying auras, and they struck from different directions towards the body of the Immortal King who was about to wake up.
"Boom!"
The stadium was shaken violently, and even the spectator seats outside the stadium felt the strong vibration.
Under the shock, countless spectators woke up from a dream.
Only then did they all look towards the direction of the earthquake source.
On the left side of the field, because the skill had not yet awakened, the Immortal King was defenseless and took five Judgment Hammers.
Under the full blow of the five divine hammers, the Immortal King fell apart and black bones flew everywhere.
He Lingqing's eyes flashed, and a blond saint didn't pause at all. The holy light of the Judgment Hammer in his hand shone, and his power continued unabated, and he had already smashed it hard against the Immortal Throne.
Almost at the same time, the scattered bones and armor suddenly stopped, and then, pulled by the dark mist, gathered again at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!"
The hammer falls and judgment comes.
The floor around the Immortal Throne cracked like a spider web, and even the foundation was damaged by the heavy blow.
The audience outside the venue showed signs of anticipation.
However, despite this heavy blow, the Immortal Throne still stood without any damage.
2 second resurrection is the absolute rule.
The Immortal King sacrificed himself 2 seconds ago by activating a skill.
Even if his soulless body is crushed, he will still be resurrected after 2 seconds.
Appearing again, the Immortal King entered the Revenge 1 form, with great momentum all over his body, and the scarlet soul fire in his eyes was beating.
He Lingqing's eyes were solemn. The Immortal King in this state would probably not fall even if he received 5 Judgment Hammers from him.
But even if he faces a powerful enemy, his saint will not back down!
In the rear area, the four sacrificial saints raised their scepters, preparing for long-range judgment bombing.
Around the Immortal King, the five golden-armored saints also turned around, and the terrifying breath of judgment on their heavy hammers condensed again.
He Lingqing's tactics are clear.
Concentrate fire to deal with the Immortal King first.
Since the Immortal King cannot destroy the throne in his untransformed form.
Then defeat him after his transformation, and then attack the throne!
Just when He Lingqing was preparing to summon the Immortal King of Fire again.
Suddenly, a terrifying breath came.
The Dragon Slayer Swordsman, who was paddling aside and not participating in the first round of battle, finally took action.
His strongest skill requires 2 seconds of chanting time and continuous casting.
Above the arena, a red magic circle hovered, and above the magic circle, countless red spiral guns exuding a terrifying aura condensed.
Just sensing this aura, He Lingqing secretly felt bad.
Almost at the same time, like a real punishment from heaven, countless red spiral guns fell from the sky and began to wash the ground.
The aura of these spiral guns is terrifying. They are as powerful as the nine saints at the peak of 7 stars. If they are hit hard, they may not be able to take a few shots.
The moment the spiral gun lowered, He Lingqing activated his defensive skills.
The four sacrificial saints are surrounded by golden light, dressed in hunting robes, and each holds their scepter high, which is extremely holy.
With their combined efforts, a golden spell pattern lit up over the arena, temporarily blocking the terrifying spiral gun rain.
As soon as it appeared, the golden pattern shook.
He Lingqing's eyes were solemn, these red spiral guns were more powerful than he imagined.
This defensive barrier may only last a few breaths.
We must act quickly!
Under the protection of the priest, the five golden-armored saints condensed the light of judgment from the divine hammer and headed straight for the dragon-slaying swordsman.
Their judgment blow is extremely powerful. Even if there are only 9 saints left, He Lingqing is still capable of fighting.
The top priority is to interrupt the red-armored warrior's continuous casting!
As a genius card master, He Lingqing has an insight into the game and has already seen that these terrifying spiral guns need to be cast continuously.
However, when the five saints were running out, an accident occurred.
The Immortal King's two armor-covered hands, one in each hand, grabbed the heads of the two golden-armored saints from behind.
Then two figures flew up into the sky, the Immortal King's eyes glowed with scarlet light, and facing the arena floor, the heads of the two golden-armored saints were heavily smashed down.
"Boom!"
The heads of the two saints were buried deep in the ring.
The arena was shaken, and under the heavy blow of the Immortal King, they were finally overwhelmed and shattered and collapsed.
Almost at the same time, the pitch-black hellfire erupted, completely surrounding the two saints, and then quickly spread to the arena.
Seeing that the two saints on our side were captured, the two sacrificial saints in the distance left the defensive state and lowered the healing light.
However, after the healing holy light descended, He Lingqing's face showed a solemn look thanks to the connection between his mind and his heart.
Why?
Why is there almost no healing effect!?
The two saints wanted to resist, but the 8-star card not only had stronger skills, but also had stronger basic attributes.
They couldn't even break free from the Immortal King's grasp.
After the Immortal King hit the two saints hard, he stood up, whipped up a strong wind, and threw the two golden-armored saints into the sky like cannonballs, one in each hand.
this!
The hearts of countless viewers were raised again.
At this time, the spiral gun rain was washing the ground high in the sky.
The bodies of the two saints passed through the golden defensive patterns composed of energy and were completely exposed in mid-air.
Countless red spiral guns seemed to have finally found their target and tilted down towards the two of them.
The bodies of the two saints were like broken rag dolls, being pierced crazily by the spiral gun, and finally turned into golden light, floating over the arena.
Just the second meeting!
We defeated two saints again!
At this time, due to the loss of the power of the two priests, the golden defensive array in the sky was finally broken.
The remaining three golden-armored saints were fired upon by spiral guns and each was injured.
But they still charged forward without flinching, and finally rushed in front of the dragon-slaying swordsman.
At the same time, the dragon-slaying swordsman took the initiative to stop casting spells, held the heavy sword with both hands, and looked at the three saints, his hot breath rising sharply.
Deep in He Lingqing's heart, bad premonitions rose sharply.
Then, amid countless exclamations outside the arena, the dragon-slaying swordsman's sword blazed, rolling up a terrifying windmill of red flames.
The scorching flame storm occupied a small half of the arena, and even penetrated the arena's protective shield. The scorching violent energy spread infinitely, and even the air was distorted.
When the windmill of flames dispersed, apart from the ashes that filled the place, only the tall and mighty figure of the dragon-slaying swordsman remained.
Silence fell once again outside the venue.
Kill three golden-armored saints instantly with your own strength.
What kind of power is this!?
At this time, on the arena, the Immortal King had drawn his giant sword and looked across the arena.
The dragon-slaying swordsman was also surrounded by red flames, in full state, with his left hand raised flatly, and the red magic circle rose out of thin air again, filling the sky above the arena.
Although the four sacrificial saints tried their best to defend themselves and tried to fight back, they were still penetrated by countless red spiral guns.
Even if he wanted to interrupt the dragon-slaying swordsman's spellcasting, the Immortal King would still block it.
Not long after the battle began, the arena was already in a mess, with only a few sacrificial saints nailed to the ground by red spiral guns.
Their vitality drained away quickly, eventually turning into golden light spots and dissipating.
There was no sound outside the stadium.
Total defeat.
Complete defeat without any resistance.
An overwhelming defeat.
This college, and even this city, has always been the pinnacle.