This guy talked a lot, but Fu Yang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He just started using his magic power, and the five-color sword wheel from behind flew out. It spun violently, carrying a cold breath, and flew straight towards the tall Munich Silver Bear.
Behead him!
"How rude! Isn't it said that China is a country of etiquette? Why are you so unreasonable and don't tell yourself your family status? When the time comes, I won't even know the enemy's name on my enemy list."
This Prussia didn't seem to be afraid of Fu Yang's five-color sword wheel attack, just waved the huge spear in his hand!
Hooray!
It was like waving a thick wall! The point is, the speed was astonishingly fast, like a silver shadow.
No wonder he was able to block Fu Yang's attack at the last moment when he was about to hit Ming San's head.
clang!
clang clang clang clang...
First there was a metallic trembling sound, and then there was a series of endless trembling sounds. That was because the five-color sword wheel was controlled by Fu Yang and moved like the wind at extremely fast speeds, attacking from all directions!
And this "Munich Silver Bear" was waving a huge spear, constantly colliding with the five-color sword wheel, and sparks were flying everywhere - the splashing was still colorful and very magnificent.
"Hahaha! Chinese people, what do you think of this Holy Bear Spirit Spear of mine? Do you think there is nothing you can do? The longer it takes, the worse it will be for you. Look, Ming San has already gone to besiege your companions."
Prussia waved the spear with his right hand, and at the same time pointed with his left hand pretentiously at Ming San, who was leading a group of bad guys to besiege Vico.
At this time, Wei Ke has summoned the huge phantom of Guimenguan. With the power of Guimenguan, she is not only able to defeat many enemies one by one, but is temporarily undefeated! She is also constantly attacking the violent sea shuttles.
The might of the Ghost King in his later period can be seen at a glance!
Fu Yang saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, felt a little relieved, and focused entirely on Prussia in front of him.
He smiled coldly: "Pretend! Just keep pretending. I will make you look stupid later!"
The magic power is subtle and multitasking!
Fu Yang controlled the five-color spiritual power and instantly dispersed the five-color sword wheel, transforming it into five magic swords of different colors. He changed the direction and attacked from different angles at the same time, which was very tricky.
Prussia was slightly startled. He probably didn't expect Fu Yang's attack to change like this, so he quickly defended himself. He held the spear with both hands and swung it directly, forming a more dense and airtight circle!
Whirring whirring!
Make a huge whistling sound and bring up a hurricane. Comprehensive confrontation with the five magic swords.
Suddenly, the entire sky was filled with silver light and five colorful streams of light flying up and down!
Fu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, peering through the helmet with sharp eyes at the defense of the "Munich Silver Bear". It was indeed watertight and very astonishing.
Even though he had scattered the five-color sword wheels to attack, he still couldn't easily break through the opponent's defense. It seemed that this Western weapon called the "Holy Bear Spirit Spear" was indeed powerful! It was of a very high level.
However, after dozens of rounds, Fu Yang finally found a flaw in Prussia!
He moved, like a bolt of black lightning, piercing through the silver screen of the spear. He formed fists with both hands and attacked the opponent directly.
At this time, Prussia's attention was mainly focused on the five magic swords. He never expected that Fu Yang would suddenly come in for a hand-to-hand fight!
Moreover, because his "Holy Bear Spirit Spear" was too long, he was somewhat caught off guard by this sudden close combat.
"Damn..."
boom!!!
There was a huge explosion, and Fu Yang's fist hit him hard in the abdomen. The huge force was like a missile, sending Prussia's entire bear-like body flying dozens of meters.
across the sky.
good chance!
With a thought in his mind, Fu Yang controlled five magic swords and flew away in the air, drawing five fan-shaped arcs. It was amazingly beautiful! It was dangerously beautiful!
"Our Lady protects me, gives me glory, gives me salvation, and gives me strength! The five claws of the Holy Bear break the devil's thorn!"
Accompanied by typical Western chants, this guy flying in the air with an unstable center of gravity can actually wield such a heavy magic weapon to launch powerful magic attacks.
I saw Prussia stabbing the heavy knight's spear back and forth five times at an incredibly fast speed!
Because the speed was so fast, it looked like they were thrust out at the same time, with five silver gun shadows appearing at the same time. The tip of each gun shadow was exactly in contact with the tip of Fu Yang's five-color magic sword.
Together!
clang!
Five trills sounded at the same time, becoming one.
Five balls of gas exploded in the void, and the huge recoil pushed Prussia away...
He was knocked away directly!
After all, the Five-Color Magic Sword was not a real thing. It was just a highly condensed physical form of Fu Yang's red pine spiritual power. Of course, it was not as strong as a real high-level magic weapon. So it shattered and dissipated.
Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Fu Yang stopped chasing him - he couldn't be killed in a short time anyway. It was better to spend time doing other things, such as helping Wei Ke relieve some pressure.
Fu Yang turned around sharply.
His fists were clenched, making a harsh sound of metal friction.
Then, he activated his magic power and exerted the strength of his arms to the extreme.
"Tenth Level·Kido Double Dragon Fist!"
Under the bombardment of the dark metal gloves, twenty huge fist shadows flew out from them with thunderous roars.
Each of these fists was as big as a car, and then they flashed past, and instantly transformed and merged into two giant black dragons entwined with each other! They flew through the air and rubbed against the air, roaring like dragons, and they bared their teeth and claws towards the besieging people ahead.
Vico's Pantheon and the Teutonic Knights left.
These guys were divided into many groups under the command of Ming San, completely unaware of the terrifying spells sweeping behind them!
When I heard the roar of the dragon, I turned around in horror, but it was too late to dodge...
Two giant black dragon-like fists passed by, which was simply devastating. The weaker ones were crushed and bombarded into powder on the spot. The more powerful ones also vomited blood, broke their bones, and fell from the sky into the turbulent waves with screams.
In the sea, I don’t know life or death...
Fu Yang's sudden attack spell directly wiped out 30% of the people who besieged Wei Ke! Ming San was so angry that he almost cursed. But Wei Ke's pressure was suddenly relieved a lot...
When Fu Yang saw this, he also shouted with a smile from a distance.
"Haha! My dear wife, am I great? Why don't you praise your husband?"
"Fool! Stop talking during the fight. Be careful behind you, that big stupid bear-like guy is coming back to kill you."
Um?!
Fu Yang turned around and saw Prussia flying back angrily, like a silver cannonball. The heavy knight's spear in his hand shone with a cold light.
"Chinese! You have successfully angered me. The Holy Bear Spirit Gun will roar under the glory of the Virgin Mary, exerting its will and power to kill evil. Prepare to accept my anger and open the door to hell for you!
"
Well……
Fu Yang shrugged indifferently: "You Western cultivators, do you all like to talk so much? You talk too much! I will beat you until you are full of teeth."
Fu Yang was also driven by the power of the Phantom Ghost Armor, and he folded in the air and turned into a black stream of light and rushed over.
Two people fighting hand to hand!
Whirring whirring!
Prussia stabbed Fu Yang with his spear, making a whistling sound.
Fu Yang was like a ghost, constantly dodging, and when he found the right opportunity, he punched his spear - accurately hitting the side of the spear, which not only missed the trajectory of his thrust, but also repeatedly interrupted Prussia's attack rhythm...