King of the last days

The battle started immediately, and the ninth-order Wuxiang Pavilion stab towards Xiaopang's head, but as a shield war, he directly pushed the shield up.

Even though he was extremely vigilant, he still regretted the moment of contact.

He only felt that an overpowering force was coming from the big shield. How to describe that kind of force is probably to the extent that it has broken a thousand without additional energy. It was just a blow, and the bones of his right forearm were dislocated.

"Step seven!" The pavilion master of Wuxiang Pavilion looked down at Xiaopang from a high position, and said coldly: "At this level, you can't even pick up my three tricks!"

Xiaopang endured the pain, and a counter-shield fell from the air with a knife and water. Facing such a powerful enemy, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

But because he has no chance of winning, it does not mean that Jiang Yuan does not. He only needs to lead the Wuxiang Pavilion to the place where Jiang Yuan is ambushing, and they still have a chance!

"Want to escape, do you think it is possible?" Pavilion Master Wuxiang stepped slowly, he likes to watch the prey struggling in front of him, it is a kind of enjoyment.

"You and I have no grievances and no grudges, why are you killing me!" Xiaopang simply said the truth, he just wanted to let the other party put down his guard as much as possible.

"Really? Then why did you find my holy spirit clan stronghold? Could it be that you are lost!" Pavilion Master Wuxiang pavilion dragged the knife, and the prey in front of him was vulnerable. He killed it whenever he wanted.

"Holy spirit clan stronghold!" Xiaopang pretended to be surprised.

"Whether you are or not, you must die anyway!"

The Master Wuxiangge slashed with a knife, he didn't use other power, because even if he didn't use skills, his own energy already had more than 900, which was enough to kill the opponent.

"Share the battle song of the earth!"

An energy link passed quietly, and Xiao Pang'd'emergency counterattack', desperately hitting the enemy's long sword with the holy royal blow.

"The seventh-order battle!"

"Holy Wings-Fight!"

"Holy Wings-Soldiers!"

Zijin blends with darkness, he accepts the blessing of fighting spirit and god war, and the slaughter spear is blessed by the wing of the soldier, which is his most powerful state.

When the pavilion master of Wuxiang Pavilion was only ten steps away from him, he shot out like an arrow from the string, and the slaughter spear in his hand madly activated the spirit ability.

A hundred times hidden kill!

Although it is only twenty-three times, it is enough.

The sword cut the shield, and the spear fell into his heart.

Jiang Yuan's sneak attack caused the spear to pierce the chest of the Pavilion Master Wuxiangge. From the back to the chest, it was almost unresponsive.

The slaughter spear god energy exploded, and the pavilion master of Wuxiang Pavilion had just reacted and was flooded with god energy.

When Jiang Yuan saw the information sent back by Skyeye, he was even more grateful for the sneak attack. Otherwise, let alone killing each other, it would be very good for them to survive.

The Holy Spirit of the Earth Spirit Race, the ninth-order emperor (five rounds), psionic power: 912, talent: the blade of anger.

Rage Blade: Intermediate talent. The higher the rage value, the stronger the energy blade.

"Dark hunter!" Pavilion Master Wuxiang spit out blood, and he felt the arrival of death.

"dead!"

Jiang Yuan slammed in with a shot, trying to completely solve the opponent's life, and because of his outbreak, the pavilion owner of Wuxiang Pavilion was almost tens of meters away with a gun.

"If you want to kill me, let's go together!" Pavilion Master Wuxiang ran forward two meters and freed himself from the Slaughter Spear. He felt that his life was about to come to an end, so he took off his forehead with one blow. The imprint shone with extremely bright light.

"Unblock!"

In Jiang Yuantian's eyes, the Wuxiang Pavilion in front of him went from the ninth rank to the super ninth rank, and then from the super ninth rank to the virtual spirit realm.

"Use the last blow of my life to commemorate, and fall together!" The Master Wuxiangge pressed the large wound of the bowl with one hand to prevent the organs from falling out, and waved the long knife in his hand with the other.

"useless!"

Jiang Yuanlian's sharp spear was turned, and the tail of the spear went straight into the opponent's head. The former Wuxiangge Sub-Pavilion was swallowed by the dragon soul in the spear when the power was released.

"God Slaughter-Dragon Soul!"

Jiang Yuan yelled out the dragon soul in the Slaughter Spear from his heart, and a dragon chant resounded through the soul.

"The power of rules, I didn't expect to meet a god weapon here!" The Master Wuxiang Pavilion seemed to have accepted his fate, but there was a trace of madness hidden deep in his eyes.

"Die!"

The Gun Compilation had been smashed, and the Pavilion Master Wuxiang was about to die in the next second, but something Jiang Yuan did not expect happened.

"Sacrifice, Blade of Wrath!"

The master of Wuxiang Pavilion did not stop Jiang Yuan from swinging the butcher knife at him, but decisively made a means to kill him. The long knife in his hand punched out a rich red light blade.

Bang, the head of Wuxiangge Pavilion shattered, but the knife had already come to Jiang Yuan.

"A powerful psychic attack!"

Jiang Yuan didn't need to look at it to know that this was a light blade that was enough to kill him. What was the concept of 10,000 points of psychic power? This was an attack that could split even a small mountain. Code cannot be blocked either.

"The Royal of the Sacred Object!"

At the moment, Xiaopang behind him carried a shield to block it, but the red light blade seemed to lock the target, and directly penetrated the meteorite plate and Xiaopang's body in the form of light.

This is the death blow of the Pavilion Master Wuxiang, with his endless resentment, Fei Jiangyuan will not kill!

He hated Jiang Yuan's sneak attack, he hated his underestimate, but all this has happened, he can only do his last resort to lead his enemies to hell.

As for Xiaopang, in his eyes such a shield battle could not even be defeated by a black-robed man, and sooner or later he would die.

"Brother Yuan!" Xiaopang's guard eagerly yelled out, but the red light blade had fallen on Jiang Yuan's arm.

boom!

Jiang Yuan, who was just in front of him, disappeared suddenly. The earth in front of Xiaopang's eyes became a pit with a diameter of ten meters, and Jiang Yuan!

Disappeared!

"Brother Yuan!" Chubby's lips were trembling, such an attack could not even be blocked by Tier Nine, how could he be blocked by Tier Seven who is not the main defense.

"You just died like this, how can I explain to my sister-in-law when I go back!"

Xiao Fatty's voice was a bit of a sudden, as if the experience was extremely unreal, he hoped that everything in front of him was a dream.

However, reason told him that Jiang Yuan was bombarded into scum in the previous blow.

"Pavilion Lord is dead!"

The black-robed people who rushed over were all shocked when they saw the corpse with half a head missing on the ground. They all knew how strong the pavilion owner was, but now suddenly he died suddenly. This will feel untrue to everyone, but this is indeed true. happened.

"Brother Yuan is dead!"

Although both the black-robed man and Xiaopang were in a state of skepticism about life, the enemies were extremely jealous when they met, almost at the first glance at each other, and both sides had the intention of revenge for their own.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, a cough broke the deadlock.

"Smelly hey, you have cursed me twice before I die, really a good brother!"

A hand stretched out from a hole ten meters in diameter.