The Godslayer in the Sky of Fate

The Fate of the Sky Godslayer Chapter 5

Leviathan wailed again, he had been badly wounded, and this was the time when a more powerful attack would have cut the beast down.

A sudden change happened, and after the wail Leviathan, was rolling over when a werewolf stepped forward again.

"I can't believe there are so many of them this time" said Salvatore with a smile "But there is only one prey, what should we do?"

"Do you wish to rob me of my prey," said Voban. "I fear no challenge as long as you are capable of it."

"Hah," said Yo, seeming to feel amused, "old men don't take care of their health and run around, so beware of hurting yourself."

Voban's brows furrowed "Boy, seems cocky don't you, in that case let you understand my power"

The battle of the Kingslayer is on the horizon.

Ps, ah ah ah, blind my eyes, I actually did not think that the first episode of the giant Carmel is the prototype of Odin, or the prototype of Baal and Zeus, forget it, to tell the wrong thing, the book as long as the read cool on the line, in addition, to the posting of the test party to the knees 。。。。

This is chapter six, King of Swords.

Chapter 6

"Hee hee hee" a soft laugh, another person.

A woman dressed in ancient clothes stepped out, "Old Pitbull, long time no see." This person, Yo recognized, the only one who could have this dress, and this tone of voice, Lord Luo Hao, this eastern god-killer, mastered the three levels of Chinese martial artists and fang sorcerers, a strong man with supreme status.

"Oh, that's a problem" said Salvatore, who was still here to steal Voban's prey, the giant beast Leviathan. And Lord Luohao was probably here because he had a grudge against Voban.

As for Yo. Okay. Salvatore admitted it was an accident.

"Watch your tone, Rhoho!" Voban said, "Fight if you can, or make way for me."

"Hmph, your tone is still so arrogant. The old pipsqueak" said Luo Hao contemptuously "Let me see your progress over the years."

After saying that, he drew back and charged up.

Master Luo Hao's best move was the Twelve Palms of the Flying Phoenix. The twelve flying phoenix palms were a masterstroke consisting of the twelve strokes of the phoenix hatchling, phoenix eyes piercing the curtain, phoenix claws digging out the heart, falling phoenix, phoenix sunrise, golden phoenix bright wings, group of wind linking up, male phoenix thousand pounds, phoenix wings heavenly image, phoenix dragon yin and yang, phoenix double flight, and great phoenix heavenless. When all the moves are released, they are rigid and gentle and contain the principle of Yin and Yang.

(Baidu above.)

"I am still looking at the white snow, and I am happy to meet Martial Heaven.

"The shadow of a thousand officials is still, and my heart is still in front of the seven schools.

"This morning, the country is in the midst of a new era.

It's as if an invisible wall pushed Marquis Vauban again with each sentence.

Yo is awkward, yes, in his last life as a Chinese, he still likes martial arts, but I never thought. Actually play and also recite poetry, "word spirit it," Yo thought "really can do anything ah. This is the power usurped by the Indian goddess Gayatri, increasing her own power by reciting poetry."

Woban is not a weak being, he transformed into a werewolf, leaped and rushed down from the air, powerful strength combined with the speed of a wolf, the power is infinite.

Patriarch Luo Hao, turned and leapt, jumping onto a rock, and the place where he had originally stood, had long since been filled with smoke, and when the smoke disappeared, the original place was long gone, with only a werewolf standing in a large pit, surrounded by seawater as the tide poured into it.

"The old wretch, still all brute strength ah, more Ben will not apply it properly" Luo Hao laughed. But although she scoffed, she had never underestimated it, the speed and strength of the werewolf was extreme, it was no longer something that could be restrained by ordinary martial arts. Even if it was the supreme secret book of martial arts, the Twelve Palms of the Flying Phoenix.

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The two over there were fighting hilariously, and this side hadn't relaxed either.

The battle between the King of Swords and the Saints of Doom.

"Nah nah, can't you get out of the way?" said Salvatore, "I'll give you something in return."

"I'd be ashamed to give up." Yo said, "Besides, I don't want to let go of such a fine prey."

"Then let's have a fight," said Salvatore, waving his sword, "I just want to try the power of the man who killed Bal."

"Let's try it, let's see if you have the power to do that," Yo said. "Let me be first, demons, at my command, descend upon this place and destroy my enemies."

In an instant, rising from the ground, dozens of black mist, followed by demons, dozens of demons with two horns on their heads and dark skin all over their bodies, red eyes glaring at Salvatore, the King of Swords, except, there were also three demons with flames burning all over their bodies, a flaming whip in their left hand and a flaming sword in their right, the Infernal Demons, the upper demons of Hell.

"Summoning demons?, it's really tricky" Although he said so on his lips, he actually did not have the slightest bit of cowardice, and with just a few swings, he killed all the demons, and the demons did not expect the other party to be so strong, so they could only howl and return to Hell.

If it was the strongest of the great knights, they might have retreated, but the other party was a godslayer, a monster that was already beyond normal human perception.

"Any more skills, just bring them out" said the King of Swords "I'm not afraid of any challenge."

Yo, standing on the Hell Chariot, looked at the King of Swords and thought "The King of Swords has three main powers, all of which are melee type, with the Steel Plus Protection having even more restraint on my spells. And most of my powers are spell-based, it's tricky, it looks like the only way to do it is to transform."

Yo jumped down from the hell chariot, "Oh, want to melee me?" said Salvatore.

"I am the Golden Bull God, when I am invincible!" After saying that, the whole body lit up with golden light. The Transformation of the Golden Bull God.

"Transformation of the Golden Bull God?"

"I'll show you my power. "Yo rushed up. A punch, just a simple punch, but mixed with incomparable power shot out with a powerful wind.

"What," Salvatore exclaimed, blocking it with his sword, only to be knocked out of the way with a loud bang, hitting a boulder on the shore.

The all-golden Yo stood looking at Salvatore on the rock.

"What a terrible power" Salvatore shook his head a bit and jumped out of the rock. "Is this the power of the Golden Bull God, more powerful than Voban's werewolf form, the one thing lacking for one is speed, right?"

"Not only that, but my transformation makes me immune to most magical-type powers," said Yo, the pride of a godslayer, pride in his own power.

"That's terrifying, but I'd really like a challenge, see the moves" said Salvatore, jumping out of his body and swinging down with a sword, powerful power emanating from the sword, Tray.

Yo felt the power of the person's power and leapt.

"Ha" Salvatore laughed "Fooled."

"What" the sword in his hand was incredibly powerful, as the King of Swords spun around in a downward slash, then slashed upwards.

"Bump" Yo landed on the ground with a sword hit.

"Looks like I'm still inexperienced" Yo thought. "Looks like we'll have to do it another way."

Yo stood up, "My hatred never ends, I swear to destroy everything". After saying that the golden light all over his body disappeared, black smoke appeared, mixed with countless wails a human face appeared in it.

When the black mist disappeared, standing in place was a demon with black runes surrounding his entire body, red eyes, and a conical crown with two horns on his head, this was the demonic form of Baal.

"Baal the Demon?" said Salvatore "Show me your power" and rushed over.

Only as he rushed over, Yo suddenly disappeared and Bal's invisibility kicked in at that moment.

"Stealth? it's a bit tricky," mumbled Salvatore.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down, only this one was aimed at the King of Swords.

Salvatore ducked and dodged while the lightning struck the ground.