The gray figure was a short human in gray robes, with a fluffy red beard and a huge nose that took up almost one-third of the face. He had short hands and feet, and was shorter than the kenders such as Ranrodane.
Standing not far away with a thin sword, his eyes were red and he stared at Zhang Debiao fiercely.
Dwarves have a lifespan of four to five hundred years, and elves have an even longer life, up to thousands of years. Aragorn has the blood of both dwarves and elves. Although he became a swordsman more than 400 years ago, he still looks like a young man.
Still maintains strong vitality.
"Are you a barbarian from southern Xinjiang? Who are you, Mugaro?" Aragorn wrinkled his big nose and said.
Zhang Debiao couldn't help being surprised and said: "Have you been to southern Xinjiang?"
Aragorn sneered: "I was already a sword master four hundred years ago. Even the sea of condemnation cannot stop me. Where have I not been? Even Mugaro was defeated by me back then. If he hadn't had a water saint
The dragon has long since died in my hands!"
Zhang Debiao smiled and said: "Mugaro is dead, and I have killed his dragon."
Aragorn was stunned. At this time, two Saloman snake demons swam past the two of them cautiously, stretched out their slender forked snakes to lick the wounds on their bodies, and then looked at Zhang Debiao with a charming look, and lightly
He lightly waved the whip made of condensed magic elements in his hand and chuckled: "Sword Master of the Angli tribe, you have to hurry up. If we don't deal with this human being, we will escape!"
"Can you escape?"
Aragorn smiled proudly and said: "No one in this world can escape from my grasp! Saloman, you'd better help me restrain those monsters and let them attack the Maori territory honestly, lest I
I’ll fight you again!”
The two Saloman snake demons snapped their whips angrily and screamed: "Aragorn, do you want us to deal with the new Maori demon? Even you were beaten by it.
We are covered in bruises and running for our lives in a hurry, why should we die?"
Aragorn snorted coldly and stopped answering. The two Saloman snake monsters had no choice but to swim away quickly, raised their magical elemental whips, and angrily lashed out at the lagging king-level monsters.
They are also holy-level monsters. Although they cannot resist the sword masters of the Angli tribe, they are still much stronger than other monsters. They can easily control those monsters and make them run forward according to the established direction to attack.
Maori territory.
"It turns out that Aragorn made such a big fuss to deal with the new demon god of the Maori tribe."
Zhang Debiao's heart moved. The sword master's force is indeed very powerful, but it is still slightly inferior to ordinary holy monsters. Unexpectedly, Aragorn, a master of the Angry people, can defeat three holy monsters at the same time and force them to fight for him.
Working hard, Zhang Debiao asked himself that he would never be able to do this with his current strength.
"The reason why Aragorn was able to defeat three holy-level monsters is probably because the speed of his mind was so fast that these holy-level monsters had no room to fight back!"
This is the advantage of speed!
Aragorn dismissed the Saloman snake monster and turned to look at the four hundred-eyed giants. Two of the hundred-eyed giants were already dead, and the remaining two hundred-eyed giants were also disabled and had no fighting power.
His eyes were filled with anger and he glared at Zhang Debiao fiercely.
"Damn Southern Xinjiang people, you ruined four of my good helpers! It seems that your force is good, so let's replace them with you!"
When he spoke, the person was clearly standing on the same spot, but his voice came from all directions, erratic, and he had clearly left his original position long ago. Because of his speed, he left a phantom in the same place.
Zhang Debiao simply closed his eyes and opened the three eyes of reality. Unexpectedly, even the eyes of reality, which are said to see through illusions, were still unable to capture Aragorn's exact position, and could only see a series of phantoms rotating around him.
"It's such a heart-stirring thought... With the speed of a worm flying in a dream, my demon god's true body can be perfected to the state of perfection, which can be called the Great Perfection. It can rival Dou Zhan in a decisive battle, even with swords.
Even the Holy Spirit cannot escape from my hands!"
Zhang Debiao burst into laughter, and the three heads opened their mouths together, and the voices overlapped and rumbled: "Aragorn, teach me your dream of flying insects, and I will help you drive away the new demon god of the Maori tribe! If you
If you refuse to teach it, then I will have no choice but to rob it!"
"You want to learn my peerless mental skills? The God King Palace also wanted my mental skills back then and tried to catch me, but they failed. If you want to snatch me, you can do it in the next life!"
Aragorn sneered, and suddenly countless sword lights surged and poured down from all directions. Looking around, there were sword lights everywhere, and there were no loopholes at all!
His speed has reached the limit, because his moves are too fast, even the moves that are full of loopholes will become perfect in his hands!
Zhang Debiao allowed his sword light to pierce his body directly. He saw countless Titan Fu Neng Victory runes all over his body lighting up. His skin stung slightly, but he was not injured again. He smiled slightly and said loudly: "Aragorn, my demon god is really
The body is a collection of five unique skills. The physical body has been cultivated to the strength of a holy dragon! The advantage of your flying dream is speed, but the disadvantage is also speed. The attack speed is too fast and the attack power is insufficient. It cannot break through my defense at all!
"
The sword light suddenly disappeared. Aragorn put away his sword and stood aside, looking at his demon god's true form in shock and confusion. He suddenly sneered: "Can Titan win? A mental method that is slower than a tortoise. It is only suitable to hide behind a bastard."
Pretending to be dead inside the shell, that’s how the Titans became extinct back then! See how I break open your Titans and you can win, King of the Hill!”
I saw him taking a long breath, his bones crackling, his body swelled, his muscles grew, and in the blink of an eye his body expanded into a mountain giant. His body was about the same size as Zhang Debiao's demon god, and he was majestic, like a god descending to earth!
King of the hill!
This kind of transformation is the patent of the dwarf sword master. Aragorn has most of the dwarf blood in his body, so it is not difficult for him to transform into the king of the hill. With a movement of his figure, he rushed towards Zhang Debiao and said with a ferocious smile: "A worm flies in its dream."
It is true as you said, the attack power is too weak to break through the Holy Dragon-level defense, but the King of the Hill is powerful enough to make up for its shortcomings. Barbarians in southern Xinjiang, die!"
Zhang Debiao suddenly felt a strong dangerous aura, and there was a loud bang in his chest. His heart provided several times the energy and blood to his physical body. The Titan Fu Neng Sheng Rune was even knocked out of his body. The runes fluttered and tumbled like butterflies, forming a line.
Another protective circle.
I saw that he had six weapons in his six hands, including a mace, a broadsword, a hill hammer, a steel chisel, and a machete with a ghost head and a feather, and he was throwing them around him headlessly!
This also includes the second form of the tourmaline knife, which turns into a large green centipede, flying up and down in front of and behind him!
The sound of tinkling explosions could be heard all the time. This kind of defense was almost watertight, but Aragorn still succeeded in breaking through. Zhang Debiao had more than a dozen wounds on his body in an instant!
"You barbarian from southern Xinjiang, the Titan can climb even slower than a turtle. You can't guard against me at all!"
"Yeah?"
Zhang Debiao's face was ferocious, his eyes of truth became brighter and brighter, and he laughed and said: "Aragorn, have you noticed that when you transform into the King of the Hill, your speed is much slower than before? It must be that the King of the Hill's body is too big.
The fighting spirit is not working properly, causing your speed to drop, and I can now capture your figure!"
"Although the King of the Hill is powerful, it is still far inferior to the Longmeng Baoxiang of my barbarian tribe!"
Boruo!
boom!
A mace hit Aragorn brazenly. The hill giant suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards. Then there was a loud bang, and the hill hammer fell on the steel chisel. Countless
The sword energy shot out and slashed towards Aragorn in a dense manner. In an instant, his injuries were even more miserable than Zhang Debiao's!
At the same time, Zhang Debiao jumped up and rushed to Aragorn. Six weapons fell one after another, smashing them down, and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you teach me or not? Do you teach me or not?"
"Damn it, what kind of freak is this barbarian from southern Xinjiang?"
Aragorn's body was covered with scars. Even if he fought against those three holy monsters, he had never suffered such serious injuries. He felt timid in his heart and roared. As soon as he landed, he rose up and flew into the sky.
He is a sword master and has already been able to fly in the air. As long as he flies out of Zhang Debiao's attack range, this kid can do nothing to him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he flew up, the tourmaline sword appeared above his head, and the magic sword slashed down!
"Six legendary weapons! Does this kid's family own a weapons shop?"
Aragorn was so angry that he had to fall to the ground, only to see the big emerald centipede flying up and down above his head, always controlling the sky, making it impossible for him to escape.
"My dwarf blood is impure. When I transform into the King of the Hill, my body must take a while to recover. Only by recovering my body can I escape from him. If I don't transform into the King of the Hill, I won't be able to break through his defense. Grandma
Yes, it’s really tricky, really tricky!”
The hill giant's eyes flashed, and his figure quickly retreated. Zhang Debiao jumped up, followed closely, and six weapons flew up and down and kept hitting him, forcing him to be unable to turn around.
Aragorn's hill giant will cause the fighting spirit to not function properly, but he has no such concerns at all. His demon true body combines the Great Red Sky Demon God Art and the Great Sky Demon White Bone True Body, both of which have the ability to transform into giants.
Due to the effect of body size, even in the giant form, the fighting spirit is running smoothly without any sluggishness.
"Aragorn, don't underestimate the speed of our Southern Border people. Apart from dwarves and elves, we are the fastest runners in the world. You can't escape!"
"Can the speed of southern Xinjiang people be called fast?"
Aragorn was so angry that he vomited blood. Apart from the new demon god of the Maori tribe, this was the first time anyone could force him into such a mess. Although the Southern Xinjiang man ran very fast, if he could turn around, he could definitely throw away this barbarian.
He disappeared without a trace. Even if he ran to the edge of the continent and had a good sleep, this barbarian might not be able to catch up with him!
"When I met Mugaro, I couldn't break through his Dou Sheng defense, so I had to use the King of the Hill. Neither Mugaro nor his water holy dragon could catch me, and I was able to beat him and run away.
How come I can catch this kid when I meet him?"
Aragorn transformed into the king of the hill. His fighting spirit was not working well and his speed was only one minute slower than usual. Others might not be able to catch his movements, but Zhang Debiao had the eye of truth and could easily see through the illusion and catch his movement.
The truth lies in beating him until he is unable to fight back!
In the forest, I saw two giants who were four or five meters tall. One was chasing and the other was running away. They ran forward with a rumble. The towering tree in front of them was lightly bumped by the two of them and turned into sawdust all over the sky.
. Even a king-level monster couldn't withstand the impact of the two of them. It didn't even have room to resist, and was turned into a pulp by the violent fighting spirit.
"Aragorn, teach me your ability to walk in dreams, and I will spare your life!"
"Barbarian from Southern Xinjiang, if you have the guts to catch up with me, I will teach you how to dream like a wormfly!"
Zhang Debiao and Aragorn surpassed the Saloman snake demon in the blink of an eye. The two snake demons blinked and looked at their backs blankly. One of the Saloman snake demons chuckled and said: "Sister, am I right?
The devil Aragon is actually being chased and running around, this old boy’s reputation is over in the Land of Ashes!”
"That old bastard killed so many of our sisters, he deserves it!"
Another Saloman snake demon spat angrily and said with a charming smile: "Who is that barbarian from southern Xinjiang just now? He can actually force the old bastard to do this?"
The next moment, Zhang Debiao and his two men had already surpassed the ape demon in the mountains. Ran Luo and others sat on the shoulders of one of the ape demons, staring wide-eyed at the barbarian chasing Aragorn as he flew past. The smoke and dust filled the air like two angry dragons. They were surprised.
I couldn't close my mouth for a long time.
"My reputation is completely ruined in the Land of Ashes..."
Aragorn had a sullen face. Finally, it was time for the King of the Hill to transform. He released his giant form. His body skills immediately increased sharply. He quickly dodged a few times and escaped from Zhang Debiao's attack range. He took a few deep breaths and raised his voice.
The voice said: "Strong men of southern Xinjiang, stop!"
Seeing that his body had recovered, Zhang Debiao knew that he would never be able to catch up with him again. He thought to himself that it was a pity, and quickly stopped to remove the demon's true form.
Aragorn looked at the wounds on his body and saw that although these wounds were healing, they were healing slowly. He thought to himself: "It seems that he has not cultivated to the point where Dou Sheng's flesh and blood are reborn. The wounds healed only because his fighting spirit was too pure.
The recovery speed of the physical body is astonishing. God Mahar, when did such a monster appear in southern Xinjiang? I have been in the world for so many years, and apart from suffering losses at the hands of the new demon god of the Maori tribe, this is the first time I have been in such a mess!"
"Strong man from Southern Xinjiang, I have seen your strength. Now we can join forces to deal with the new demon god of the Maori tribe!"
Aragorn put away his rapier and stroked his red beard, only to find that his beloved beard had been shaved off cleanly by Zhang Debiao, and he was secretly angry. Although his cultivation was extraordinary and saintly, he still inherited the nature of a dwarf, and he was not interested in it.
Beard took great care of him and suppressed his anger at the moment, saying: "How about you help me drive away the new demon god of the Maori tribe, and I will teach you the art of flying in dreams?" (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in.
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