Chapter 611
This... is awesome!
Looking at the video, everyone stood in disbelievably. The originally strong blue-shirted man was now retreating in the blue-gold and white light and shadow.
Is this... the real gentleman's sword and lady's sword?
Somehow, everyone thinks so.
After Xiao Yuening came, Mo Fan felt that his divine power was endless. The originally consumed divine power was completely recovered in a short time, and Xiao Yue was on the side and could sense her divine power, as if it echoed from afar, and his divine power was much more active.
The blue-shirted man frowned. He felt that the divine power of the two was in a very mysterious state, as if the yin and yang were reconciled, and the offensive was fierce, but their divine power consumption was not violent.
Sure enough, it's very difficult to deal with a guardian god with a Lin girl on the side!
The blue-shirted man fought and retreated, and the dazzling lightsaber in his hand seemed to be a little dim, but when he waved, there were still purple and white light and shadows, blocking the stormy attacks of the two people again and again.
In this way, I killed him in one breath!
At this moment, Mo Fan and Xiao Yuening's consciousness seemed to be integrated. The blue gold and white light suddenly merged together, and a huge beam of light burst out. The blue-shirted man obviously did not expect it. He had no time to wave his sword to resist it, so he was submerged by the blue and white beam of light.
Is it over?
Everyone is looking forward to it.
At this moment, everyone tightened their nerves. If they defeat this blue-shirted man, they will be in line with the world and enter the world battlefield with absolute advantage to compete for the strongest country in the online game world!
Use your own strength!
"Cough!" A light cough, a little red bloomed in the air.
The faint black smoke rose from his blue shirt, and the purple light sword was dim, but he still stood there upright. Although he was embarrassed, his demeanor made him not have the idea of joy.
He is still standing, as if he hasn't suffered any great injuries!
Everyone thinks so.
Mo Fan and Xiao Yue stared at each other and flew out without any time to think or hesitate. Chunjun and the sword soul both stabbed out, and suddenly the two were in the blue and white light and shadow.
Looking at the aggressive blue and white beam of light, the blue-shirted man shook his head helplessly.
Do it, never show mercy!
It won't give the opponent time to breathe...
?
His eyes condensed, and the purple light suddenly flashed out. He raised his sword to the sky, but he did not see any posture, only a faint sword.
Magic lotus, attack the heavenly power.
Such a simple trick, without any light or shadow, looks like it just split randomly without using any real elements.
I can't feel any power.
However, at this time, the beam of light was split open, which was so simple. Moreover, the blue-shirted man only used one hand to gently split the two people's powerful joint attack.
"Kka!"
The two stopped, and Chunjun suddenly cracked a gap, and then broke into two halves. Xiao Yuening frowned and took a look at Chunjun, shook her wrist, put away half of the remaining sword, and sighed, "The strongest guardian god in history is indeed worthy of its name. It is only half of its strength, but it forced us to be so embarrassed."
Mo Fan closed his eyes, and the soul of the sword in his hand slowly dispersed until it disappeared.
I'm sorry, Zhanlu.
The man in blue said faintly, "Do you still have hope?"
The two looked at each other, but they were speechless. They were too strong. It was the first time they met such a powerful opponent, as if there was a wall standing in front of them, telling them that this was an insurmountable barrier.
"I understand that you were born with * Yuan, which is rumored to be the weakest guardian god." The man in blue seemed to feel something, and the surging Zhenyuan shook out circles of ripples in the air and turned into a gust of wind.
What's going on? Why did he come to this world all of a sudden? The sense of existence has been full. What's going on?
Mo Fan and Xiao Yuening were slightly shocked.
They are very clear about what this means. This strongest guardian god of all generations has been perfectly resurrected. He is no longer a person who exists in different planes. He is indeed the god of guardians who survived the annihilation of rules.
"It seems that someone has said my real name, and I'm back!" The blue-shirted man opened his arms and suddenly roared. Suddenly, the whole game world seemed to hear this long roar.
"I'm back, I'm back!" Even the man in blue can't hide the joy in his heart and laugh for a long time.
Complete, hopeless.
The two looked at each other and were already desperate. In fact, what the blue-shirted man said was not wrong at all. The power of the guardian god depends on the degree of disorder of their rules. *yuan is the self-innovation of the rules and the least harm, so their power is actually the weakest among the guardian gods of the past dynasties. And this blue-shirted man is the god of guardians of the destruction of the world and the collapse of rules. His power is so horrible that it is normal. After all, the world was destroyed and the rules collapsed, and only the original guardian god appeared once.
"What's the matter? Have you given up?" The man in blue said with a smile.
Mo Fan frowned and said, "Why are you going to destroy the world? What happened to make you fall?"
"Although you are the strongest in all generations, you are also the first fallen guardian god." Xiao Yuening said.
"Depravity?" The man in blue shook his head and said, "My nephew, the first one to fall is not me, but you."
Mo Fan frowned and said, "Why do you say that? I'm standing here and ready.
Xiao Yuening turned her head and looked at the man beside her. There was no hesitation or timidity in his eyes, only firmness. Yes, he was ready.
She gently took his hand and said firmly, "I'm ready, too."
The man in blue murmured, looked at the two, and frowned.
"Is it true that Qinglong is not you?" Suddenly, he said a game of inexplicable words.
"Qinglong?" Mo Fan and Xiao Yuening were puzzled.
Suddenly, the two sides fell silent.
The crowd also began to whisper, but they could see the three people, but they could not hear them. They only knew that they seemed to stop to communicate.
What the hell did you say?
"Anyway, I'm still going to kill you, replace your place, and then destroy the world." The blue-shirted man's eyes condensed, as if he had made up his mind. Suddenly, the purple lightsaber in his hand brightened again.
Tears!
The two looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Then, stretch out your hand and inhale slightly.
Condensation into a sword!