Monarch of Evernight

In the thousands of nights, a mysterious guy in the wilderness is bowing his waist, looking cautious, passing in front of himself. The guy is quite sunny and handsome, he has a handsome beauty that transcends the people, just look at him light-handed at this moment, his eyes glowing with a luminous desire, clearly what he intends to do bad things.

This mysterious guy didn't hide himself too deliberately, he just seemed to blur from time to time, becoming a little bit like the surrounding background. But in fact, it's far from simple, and in the eyes of the very strong, this guy doesn't leave a moving image, but a stationary figure. Moreover, he had no exhalation at all and would not react in the perception of the strong, even if he was seen far away, he would only consider himself a stone. From this point of view, it's very similar to a thousand nights of blood lurking. And more than a thousand nights in practical application techniques.

It's just that he seems to be paying attention to something in the whole gods, blind to the same hidden thousand-night vision. And in the true vision of a thousand nights, every step he takes leaves a faint black gas, so he goes nowhere.

“Turns out he's a demon.” Sitting upright for a thousand nights, he took his heart out of the reception and aimed at the suspicious guy who was a thousand meters away.

It would have been better to capture this demon alive at a time like this, but this guy is strong enough to capture it alive, I'm afraid. Moreover, since Aiden has arrived in a neutral place, I'm afraid there are not a few demons who have come. If you want to catch him alive, you'll have a chance later.

Thousand nights no longer hesitate, when the guy's figure disappeared again, the burial heart pointed to the front empty space, one shot out!

When the Mysterious Demon reappears, the Force Bullet is in front of it!

Anwen put all her thoughts on the girl. After a common flash, there was suddenly an additional force bullet in front of her! This force was so powerful that it instantly made him clear that he was ready to die!

At the moment of life and death, Anwen could no longer look at his face. There was an extremely complex pattern hidden between his forehead. The outer robe suddenly aroused like a breath, instantly becoming a defensive sphere.

The force bomb hit Anwen directly, the robe burst into pieces, and the strong impact threw Anwen far away. He rolled several times in the air, barely standing on his feet. Even such a move was so strenuous, it was obvious that it was not a minor injury.

Anwen's face was scary white and even her eyebrows and eyes were covered with a light white cream. He looked down at his body and his abdomen was still bleeding. He stopped the bleeding in his abdomen after three flashes of magic. The gun was more powerful than I could have imagined, blocking Amwen's robe, otherwise I'm afraid I'll have to start the ultimate life-saving escape.

But that robe was also destroyed, and it was also a high-end treasure, convenient to use. Without it, it's like losing a life.

Anger flashed in Anwen's eyes, and Sam looked in the direction of the sniper bullet, trying to see who dared to attack him. He was badly injured at the moment, but he still had several treasures in his hand, not without the power of the First World War. An attacker can shoot such a shot, and his own consumption must be enormous, and Anwen wouldn't mind annihilating him if he had the chance.

At this moment Anwen searched heartily and turned around and saw a thousand nights away. The distance was quite unexpected, and he thought, with such precision, that one shot so hard, should never have exceeded 500 meters. And now he's a thousand meters away, and he immediately looks at the gun in the hand of the thousand nights.

But the further away it is, the greater the consumption, the more surprisingly Anwen is able to stand there at this moment. But even if you can stand for a thousand nights, you can barely support it. Anwen smiled coldly and walked to the thousand nights. Whether to beat the thousand nights to death or just seriously injure him, let him learn a lesson.

Killing Thousand Nights now doesn't seem very interesting. Anwen thought about it and decided to interrupt a thousand nights with one hand.

On this side of Anwen's mind, he counted vigorously, and suddenly saw a sudden change in the atmosphere at a thousand nights. It was a rapid climb. In the blink of an eye, he switched from weak to full, and all the way to the peak approaching!

Anwen couldn't believe his eyes for a moment, let alone understand what had happened.

Thousand Nights didn't expect to shoot this guy without killing him. He was still worried that he would turn around like Aiden, but he didn't think that Anwen was running away. Instead, he came to himself and felt that even if he was injured, he could take down Thousand Nights.

“You idiot!” Thousand Nights of Heart. The surprise was extraordinary, but the night did not hesitate, immediately poured out the blood stored in the Book of Darkness, instantly entering the state of boiling blood, and the physical condition climbed.

Anwen was stunned for a moment and never expected such a change. He wanted to escape. After all, as a demonic master, he was just so arrogant, but now he turns around and escapes, and his face is too much to pull off.

It was at this moment of hesitation that the thousand nights had rushed into front like lightning, and the heavy sword in his hand was cut off with his head, without any courtesy.

Together, there was a whistle in the air. Anwen was shocked again. He knew that this was powerful, how dare you touch it hard. Now when his left hand shook, a dagger with a crystal sharp dagger fell in his hand. He waved his left hand, and the dagger was flat on Dongyue's sword body, which is now a belt.

However, Dongyue cried out, only slightly trembling, and was not biased.

Anwen was once again surprised to learn a whole new understanding of the sword and power of the thousand nights. At this moment, Qian Jun shot, on his side, let Dongyue pass, and then fit to crash into the thousand nights, really want to fight the thousand nights close to the flesh.

Anwen was extremely confident in his combat skills, and when he entered close combat, Dongyue lost most of his usefulness, while his crystal dagger was playing.

But Anwen didn't expect that the thousand nights of close combat were also the arrivals, shoulder to shoulder, had collided with Anwen.

With only one sound of boredom, Anwen didn't hit a thousand nights, but he took a half-step step back, his face suddenly slightly pale. The collision was so strong, Anwen felt his chest was stuffy that he could barely lift his breath. He slit his hand against the throat of the thousand nights, but saw the thousand nights inevitably, punching himself in the heart. Anwen was about to break both his heart, and the thousand nights. Anyway, the thousand nights hurt worse, but at the time of the electric lightning stone fire, he suddenly remembered that the thousand nights were not as good as the others, so he exchanged his injuries for injuries, and most of them still suffered his own losses.

Anwen was extremely skilled at battle, and when his elbow sank, he hit the corner of the Thousand Night Arm to defuse the blow.

The two men immediately engaged in a battle, intertwined with each other, almost indistinguishable from each other, endless killing moves, in all directions and between moments. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Whether Anwen or Thousand Nights, tactics have gone far beyond the realm of cultivation.

In the first war, there was almost silence, and in the blink of an eye there was a recording of the sound of thunder, and the sound of thunder was connected, as if it were a leaking flood, and it burst into all directions.

Thousand Night Eyes are blue, hands are getting faster and heavier. A Dongyue is in the hand, such as a shield as a sword as a stick as a gun, making countless changes.

The more he fought, the darker he cried bitterness. He was never under a thousand nights of fighting skills, but the most unreasonable terror force of the thousand nights made him suffer. And now he's all wrapped up and down like a web of sticky spiders, and there's a lot of stagnation in the movement, but it's not much of an impact, but it's still very uncomfortable.

Mastery versus mastery. What kind of pool is that? If Anwen hadn't been brilliant, he would have been beaten to the ground at night. Even so, he can only be painstakingly supported.

Thousands of nights even killed him, but he was dissolved by Anwen, and he couldn't help but admire it secretly. I just feel that after this battle, I learned something about fighting skills, and it won't be long before I go up to the floor. In addition, Anwen has a hidden power wrapped around him, making it difficult for his control eyes to exert their power, and less than half the way through the week. Dealing with enemies of the rank of Anwen is only marginally helpful.

But the most indispensable part of a thousand nights is patience. He, with his ancient physique, is also the least afraid of protracted warfare. When the next thousand nights change tactics, instead of asking to kill an enemy, be patient and seek a small chance.

This time, Anwen suffered.

Thousands of nights of fighting are almost rogue, not even cheap as tearing clothes. But he was as heavy as ever, and Anwen had to deal with everything. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as tearing a piece of clothing, but could be torn down by pieces of meat.

Between the turns, Anwen was all over the place with injuries and strands of clothes. Although these injuries, taken together, are not considered as flesh injuries, they appear to be tragic.

Anwen was furious and had the heart to deal with him as a man, but the flesh of a thousand nights prevailed over Anwen, and not necessarily broken his skin after a stroke, but Anwen was repeatedly in danger and caused many minor injuries. Anwen Province realized that this kind of fight would only hurt more.

But he realized it was a little late, and suddenly he punched lightning!

When he saw this punch, Anwen also stunned. He didn't understand that the punch was lightly powerless, and the force didn't score a few points. It was fast. What good would it do if it was hit? It didn't hurt.

However, instantly he reacted and shouted poorly. Thousand nights of this punch, the end is right on his face, although really not heavy, but also smashed his eyes into Venus, turned dizzy, and the force of the wire, along the eyes nose penetrated the skin.

Anwen screamed and suddenly his belt lit up!

A thousand nights instantly felt the danger and had to abandon the opportunity for a subsequent attack and jump back.

A pale golden halo centred on Anwen and shot in all directions until it disappeared dozens of meters away. Dodged fairly quickly at night, it was still brought to a little by the halo, and the abdomen suddenly added a fine blood stain. Rin at night, if you eat the power of your feet, with your own strong body, you will probably be cut open. This demon really has a treasure.

Anwen took a hateful look at the thousand nights, didn't stay much, and turned around and left. This time he walked so fast, he knew he couldn't chase after himself, and he didn't chase after him.

On the second day, at the agreed moment, the old Marquis and several demonic elderly people appeared on time at the agreed spot. Anwen did show up on time, but his nose was swollen and many of his protective treasures were flying. The demonic elders were shocked. They went up and touched it. They saw that Anwen was not seriously injured, so they took it easy.

Anwen looked at the people and smiled. “This neutral place is really interesting. Well, there's no risk. ”

It's just the tall, swollen left eye that makes him unconvincing.