Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Weapon fights are often difficult to retrieve once they are at a disadvantage, especially when there is little difference in strength.

But Mahogany is ultimately the first son of the Holy Nation, and his means are endless, and he can always come up with a response at the most critical times.

His senses were extremely acute, and the first time he noticed something special about this ice-blue flame, his mind couldn't spell hard, his body suddenly sinked down!

The two crossed each other in the air, and Rosenfeld's slap was empty.

While the mojo was falling, the red light flashed around him, and the stranger had jumped into his hand, his face suddenly filled with a smile!

“Light wheel chopped! ”

A circular knife light spreads around the mojo at an incredible speed. Under the mad cut, the surrounding airflow becomes chaotic. From a distance, it sounds like a beginner blowing a flute, making a stinging "hissing” sound.

Under the diffusion of that circular knife light, the area surrounding the mosquito is completely covered, this area is a dead zone, even the tiniest mosquitoes cannot find any gaps!

Rozon is directly above the mojo and is also the most light-intensive area of the knife.

His reaction was not weaker than that of Mojo, and the moment Mojo pulled out the stranger's knife, the great sword was in his hand!

Mojo's knife is extremely clever, like a tiny snake, capable of inflicting countless attacks on opponents from any angle and lethal.

And the great sword of Luo Zheng is like a giant dragon lurking in the abyss. The weight of this sword is enormous. Once it strikes, it is like a submerged dragon out of the sea, it is deadly!

“Knock, knock, knock...”

Luo Zheng slammed a thousand swords across his chest, and countless swordsight wheels burst towards him.

The sound made under the crossing of the sword should have been very pleasant, but because of the weight of the great thousand swords, the sound is very dull, like the yellow bell Dalu!

“How can it be stopped?” Mo Hao sneered, the stranger in his hand turned his back, his eyes revealed a slight contempt, and the second wave of light wheels struck again towards Luo.

Mahogany loses a city on the crossroads of power, but is extremely confident in speed!

And in Mojo's view, even the overwhelming majority of martial arts, offense is always the best defense. Resistance like Luo Zheng is bad, it is not difficult for Mojo to break his defense line!

As the mojo moves, the direction of the circular knife light becomes more and more strange. At the moment of chopping to the rosary, a certain radius will be drawn, bypassing the vast thousand swords of the rosary, chopping to the flesh of the rosary...

Seeing this scene, the corner of Mojo's mouth curled again.

But his smile solidified on his face at the next moment.

“Ding, ding, ding...”

The power of the circular knife cut out by this light wheel is very clear to Mahogany himself.

Once upon a time, when he practiced the wheel, he cut into pieces a supreme artifact, the Hawthorne Holy Shield, in their Great Polar Wood.

Rosenfeld was wearing nothing more than a long shirt, a fabric robe with little defense, and the wheel should be cut directly over Rosenfeld's flesh.

But Mahogany never thought that a dozen round knives would cut on this long shirt. Don't say cut off the long shirt or even leave a trace...

What is this thing made of!

Even with the richness of the experience, this moment is still a little stunned, suddenly the situation can be considered strange.

“Yes, I don't have to...”

Luo Zheng smiled slightly and turned the Great Thousand Swords slightly. He gave up his defense altogether, waving the Great Thousand Swords on the other side of his body, flashing a violent atmosphere in his eyes, while the emotions in his eyes dissipated without a trace.

Luo Zhengshang had not yet been able to cut out this sword, the heart of the mojo suddenly jumped, his eyes also opened for a moment boss!

A very dangerous feeling was like a lightning bolt, flashing from the depths of his heart, desperately urging the mojo to flee!

For all kinds of dangers, even the inevitable death will rise, eventually he can always smile at the end, because Mojo is the Taoist, the most evil genius in the great universe, all the resources are poured on him, all the doors of opportunity are open for him, all the luck is on his side!

If he has a 1% chance of defeating his opponent, for Mojo, he can defeat his opponent 100% because he will always be loved by destiny...

But this time, Mahogany dared not defy the sense of crisis in her heart!

Faced with Rosen's sword, he had no chance of winning!

Mo Hao's heart is extremely unhappy, but he still does not intend to take risks. As soon as his body drifts, it is a constant retreat!

Now Luo Zheng goes up, Mo Xiao goes down, he constantly retreats, and he hits the ground directly...

“Boom! ”

As a muffled noise came, the ground was directly smashed out of a huge pit, but he went into the ground!

As soon as the mojo burst into the ground, the sword of Luo Zheng was finally cut out!

“The God of Games sword! ”

The sign of entering the kingdom of the realm is yet another layer of sophistication in the understanding of the deity of love.

Previously, in order to strengthen the power of the God of Game sword, Luo Zheng constantly rubbed the law into the sword's heart, but at this stage, it is no longer necessary!

His sword was cut down towards the bottom, combined with the weight of a thousand swords, and provoked by a chaotic atmosphere. The combination of the two is terrifying!

At least in this atlas, I'm afraid no one can harden this sword...

An invisible sword is intended to spread down in the sky at extremely high speeds. The swordsmanship is amazing. The warriors in the distance just look at it and feel their eyes pinched again!

“Wow...”

The narrow sword continued to spread, unfold, and the moment it touched the earth, the path fell into it, adding a huge crack to this hilly area, looking down from above, is a striking scar!

“Boom boom...”

The sword into the earth continued to ravage deep into the ground, and the scar continued to prolong, quickly dividing the Iron Moon City in half, continuing to extend towards the distance, as if there was no end...

“No,” Luo Zheng's eyes were still cool.

Mojo, at the moment of his entry, drilled towards the other side of the ground, and he was walking extremely fast, like a punched field rat, and he could see a remarkable ditch on the ground.

“Again...”

Luo Zheng did not hesitate, the opposite hand is another sword!

A sword...

“Hoo-hoo...”

The moment this sword spreads underground, Mahogany again dodges in advance, constantly changing the direction of walking underground.

“Again! ”

“Hoo-hoo...”

Faced with the fierce swordsmanship that kept falling over his head, he thought he was really alive.

By the time Luo Xuan chopped out his first sword, Mo Hao had decided to avoid Luo Xuan's attack, then immediately seek an opportunity to fight back. After carrying out these horrible sword tactics according to his experience, there will always be a certain period of weakness, which is also a great opportunity for him to fight back.

The idea is always good, but the reality is so cruel.

He didn't expect this guy to go on and on...

Every sword killed by Luo Zheng is a blow from heaven!

And he cut out three swords in a row, and there was no pause, no hesitation, no momentum. How did this guy do that?

And most of all, is there a huge world in this person?

At the end of the day, the inner world of the main realm is limited, and the consumption of more real elements cannot be prevented. Even if it were to use such a powerful technique, the inner world would not last long!

For a moment now, Luo Zheng has cut out more than a dozen swords. If it were for Mo Hao himself, I'm afraid the world would be completely depleted.

But this symbol is still a living dragon, with no signs of exhaustion at all!

“Boom boom...”

Those vast swords continue to stretch underneath, and several of them even cut through the sunflower realm. The rifts left behind by those swords are seven verticals and eight verticals, and this realm is like a face carved out by a knife.

The whole world also lost its stability and began to tremble constantly.

The nobles of the Holy Nation hiding in the dark, after seeing this scene, this moment is also quite silent...