Chapter 470 The Will of the King

A stream of extremely cold murderous air diffused from its body, as if it were a piece of ice, freezing the body and mind.

The body suddenly turned out in mid-air. While rotating, the long knife waved several thick blood-colored knife gas. The knife gas cut through the void and rushed straight to the two people. At the same time, its body also suddenly jumped out, followed the knife gas and went towards the two people.

Both of them did not stop. At the moment when the former waved the knife, the withered hands made astringent and difficult symbols on their chest, close to a red light curtain and a blue light curtain appeared several feet in front of them.

The light curtain is not big, but it just wraps the two people in it without leaking any defects.

The two collided, and the two light curtains of green and red actually alternated, complementing each other and swallowing up the knife gas of the fence.

There are many ways for the two. Although Fan's strength is higher than that of the two, there is nothing they can do for a while.

Xiao He, who was far away, saw this scene, and his face became more gloomy. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and showed a trace of firmness in his eyes.

The hands suddenly rose, and blood light emerged on them, and the tips came out quickly and skillfully. With the completion of the magic formula, a strong blood suddenly came out of its body, forming a huge whirlpool with it as the center, and the space within dozens of feet was shrouded in it.

While the whirlpool was formed, a strong suction appeared out of the place covered by blood light. When it was stupid, all the aura in the space with a radius of dozens of feet seemed to have been summoned and moved closer to where Xiao He was.

At this time, Xiao He's realm, which originally belonged to the half-step king, loosened, and an unprecedented powerful breath spewed out. This breath completely surpassed the ordinary half-step king. Even under this breath, Zhao Tian also felt a trace of danger.

"Magic!" Zhao Tian's face became extremely solemn. If Xiao He was demonized, even if his strength could not reach the ordinary first-class martial king, it would be almost the same!

Then, the body formed a strange posture. A golden ball suddenly formed in front of the arm, containing powerful energy. It went towards the demonized Xiao He. The golden ball bursts in the air one after another, forming a long vacuum zone.

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The golden ball intersects with the blood color of the sky, and suddenly makes a harsh sound of water vapor evaporation. In a blink of an eye, the golden ball is swallowed, but the effect is also visible. Half of the blood color of the sky is eroded, and the energy contained in it is also greatly weakened.

But how could Zhao Tian give up this excellent opportunity so easily? The sword in his hand turned, and the strong force drove the sharp wind in the air, drew out several swords in a row and cut straight over.

Peng! A dull sound sounded in Zhao Tian's ear, and the blood light suddenly leaned into it, like a huge whirlpool, quickly melting on Xiao He's body, and then the blood light suddenly dissipated, revealing Xiao He with an angry face.

Zhao Tian's two attacks have completely disrupted Xiao He's demonization and lost most of his spiritual power, which makes Xiao He very angry. The magic increase in strength is only half of the original, which is already very terrible.

shouted angrily, and the magnificent aura in his body seemed to have found a vent. It gushed out to the outside world crazily. His right foot stepped on the ground fiercely. Suddenly, the ground was sunken and cracked, and the fist shadows all over the sky came with the momentum of thunder. Looking at that situation, he couldn't wait to smash Zhao Tian's body into ten thousand pieces.

When Zhao Tian saw this scene, his face showed a little solemnity. At the same time, the golden light outside his body also suddenly bloomed, and his fists drove the change of aura in the air and greeted him.

Boom! ...

A series of muffled sounds vented in mid-air, shaking the eardrums to hurt, and the strong and vigorous spirit were transparent, shooting around.

Zhao Tian's figure suddenly retreated, and a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face became extremely solemn. His eyes, like gems, stared at Xiao He, who rushed up.

Even if Xiao He has not been demonized, the strength raised is extremely powerful, which makes Zhao Tian have to be cautious. At the moment of the meeting just now, he clearly felt that Xiao He's power after demonization has reached 200,000, and he also suffered some minor injuries when he was unable to prepare for it. .

Immediately, Zhao Tian did not hesitate and took the lead. Before Xiao He rushed up, the tip of the Xuanyuan sword in his hand trembled, and the golden sword spirit, with the fierce wind, directly cut through the air to meet Xiao He's palm wind.

Hang!

The two intersect, making bursts of metal interweaving sounds.

Everyone only saw a golden figure and a bloody body, colliding in mid-air at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, mixed with sparks.

Boom! Another earth-shaking sound, and the two figures quickly separated, but at the moment of separation, a transparent energy light wave spread around in the form of water waves.

Although all the people present were masters, the energy fluctuations of the two fought were too strong, and everyone's faces changed dramatically.

"Puff!" The moment Zhao Tian flew backwards, he spit out a lot of blood, his face became extremely pale, and his body quickly shrank.

There is no breakage all over the body, but looking at the change in the face, it is indeed seriously injured.

Zhao Tian's eyes were in a trance, but he had recovered between his thoughts and his face became extremely solemn. At the moment of contact with Xiao He, he obviously felt a strong corrosive will and rushed to his mind along his arms. He felt that the heavenly beads in his mind were in this will. Under the invasion, it became trembling, and an inexplicable danger came from the bottom of my heart.

Fortunately, Zhao Tian's soul will was stronger than ordinary people, so he resisted the invasion of this corrosive will. However, it was at this moment of trance that Xiao He's palm hit him and dispersed the aura he had gathered.

The qi and blood in the body rolled, and the throat spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"What kind of attack is this?" Zhao Tian's face was gloomy, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Xiao He smiled arrogantly and said, "Haha, it's okay to tell you. This is the will of the king of our demon clan, but I'm just a prototype. If I reach the realm of King Wu, I can rule you and death just by relying on my will!"

"Hmm! Is that so?" Zhao Tian had a trace of cold hum in his nose. He was sure that if he went out this time, he would definitely look for Grandpa Qiushui and ask for the second and third secrets of the King Kong body protection. In addition, he was also looking for some offensive spiritual skills. Now he has met more masters, and these spiritual skills are less and less useful.

The golden light suddenly bloomed, and the sun-like light burst out on the Xuanyuan sword, like the newborn sunlight, and finally transformed into a thick golden sword spirit in the air, like Kowloon going to sea, roaring crazily towards Xiao He.

The powerful momentum makes the air everywhere explode, forming a vacuum with great momentum.

Zhao Tian thought that during the close war, this will could be transmitted to his mind through the medium of the body, but if he was not close to him, he might be spared from the invasion of that will.

When Xiao He saw Zhao Tian's behavior, a haze flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint blood light in his palm. His arms were intertwined, and a bloody light curtain appeared within a few feet of himself.

Dangdang!

The blood light and the golden light collided, and the two kinds of energy quickly dissipated in the air and finally turned into a little starlight.

At the moment when the bloody light curtain disappeared, Xiao He's figure suddenly jumped out, like a starball, and took Zhao Tian's head straight.

Zhao Tian naturally felt that since the beginning of the war, his perception has not left Xiao He, and it can also be said that his every move is in the perception.

With the golden light flowing under his feet, Xiao He's purpose is nothing more than to kill Zhao Tian's aura with close combat, and by the help of the unique will of the demon clan to destroy Zhao Tian's spiritual sea.

But Zhao Tian has suffered a loss once. How can there be another time? The golden light under his feet circulates, and his body explodes away like teleportation.