Chapter 124 Defeat the Holy King
I wish you all a happy Yuanxiao!
"No fate, this is the voice of the fateless brother, it is the fateless brother coming!" The prodigal son turned around and was very excited. He forgot that he was in danger. He burst out with a great fighting spirit and shouted happily: "The boss is coming. Let's stand up and kill a world that belongs to us."
"When you die, I still support you!" The Holy King disdains it. So what if there is no fate? It's not a rubbish in front of me. There was no stagnation in the hand of the Holy King. The moon sword was like a spiritual snake, reaching to the throat of the prodigal son turning back, and he was pierced through the throat by a sword. Suddenly, a silver and white knife light came through the air, like an electric light flashing, so that it could not quickly cover its ears. It shot at the sword body of the Holy King, thumped, hit the sword, and saved the prodigal son and turned back.
Dip! Kick! Kick!
A strong anti-shock force came from the sword body. The Holy King retreated three steps before he stabilized his position. The hand holding the sword was numb for a while, causing 320,000 damage.
"Who, who has such terrible strength?" The Holy King was shocked, and his face was full of horror. He couldn't believe that the anti-shock power alone cost him 320,000 health points. It can be seen that his defense power is as high as 5.5 million, and he can't be cut by ordinary third-time warriors, and his attack can reach 4.4 million. His strength is comparable to that of the late heroes of the fourth generation. He has such a strong strength that he was injured by the anti-shock force of 320,000. Who can believe it?
The person who comes is not a player, it must be an NPC, and the cultivation is at least a NPC in the realm of the fifth generation. This idea is the only one that the Holy King can accept. Looking at today, in addition to the five generations, who can hurt himself? This is not to say that the Holy King is arrogant, but that he does have the ability to win with the fifth generation.
However, the Holy King was disappointed and was seriously hit. The person who came was not an NPC, but no fate. He wanted to kill him, and he looked down on him.
The Holy King stared at his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. He was shocked and spit it out word by word: "It's you!"
"Holy King, I don't care who you are. If you touch my brother, you will die!" Wu Yuan's eyes flashed cold, and he was furious. He held a floating ancient knife and swallowed all directions. Between his hands and feet, the spirit of the king's domineering was overflowing, and the three layers of aura of blue, purple and black flashed behind him, and the dazzling light was dazzling, which made people unable to open their eyes.
Wu Yuan unscrupulously released a powerful air machine, which condensed into a top colorful column, connecting the sky and connecting the earth, shocking the people present. Many players couldn't stand the pressure and knelt down to Wu Yuan, and their faces were full of fear, respect, shock and so on. The Holy King also retreated involuntarily and did not dare to approach Wu Yuan at close range.
"God, what kind of thing is this? It gives me a powerful and sacred feeling!"
"Is he out of luck? When did he become so powerful?
"Oh no, it's so bad. Now we're bad!"
"No, the boss of the Holy King can't bear the pressure of fate, so who else is his opponent?"
The players on Jiuxiao Lingyun's side were frightened and feared from the bottom of their hearts. The first master, the Holy King, retreated. Who is still a matchless opponent? His strength can no longer be described in words. From the momentum alone, it can be concluded that he is an enemy of ten thousand people and is absolutely invincible.
"No chance for the boss to be powerful, no chance for the boss to be invincible!"
"No chance, boss, you are the best!"
"Kill all the garbage in the sky and raise the power of my starlight!"
The players in the starlight cheered, cheered, morale was high, and their fighting spirit soared. They see the dawn of victory and a bright future.
"I haven't seen you for two days. The stingy man has become so powerful that even the king of the first master saint is eclipsed in front of him. He must have got a great adventure." The sweetheart was shocked and curious. She wanted to know why Wu Yuan became so powerful. The sweetheart's face is overflowing, she is excited, and the stingy man becomes powerful. This is a great good thing, and it is a timely rain for the starlight.
"It turns out that the boss is so powerful. The first master of the Holy Continent is the boss." At dusk, he danced excitedly and proudly, as if Wu Yuan was strong.
"Such, why do I feel that the unfated brother seems to have changed into a person, showing a looming evil meaning?" He frowned and looked at Wu Yuan carefully up and down, but he did not find the evil meaning from that moment. He shook his head. What's wrong with me? Recently, he has always been suspicious. He is obviously a brother who has no chance, but he has become stronger.
"No chance, how can you be so powerful?" The most surprising thing is that it belongs to the Holy King. I thought it was an ant, but I didn't expect it to become a dragon.
I am the holy king. When I meet the weak and strong, I am stronger. There is no reason to succumb without fighting. Even if it is a dragon, I will slaughter it. The Holy King shook his arms and faced it with his chest. His sword pointed at Wu Yuan together, arousing a great fighting spirit. He did not believe that as a hidden profession, he could not defeat Wu Yuan. At this moment, the Holy King swept away the haze, was ambitious, and wanted to compete with Wu Yuan.
"With my existence, nothing is impossible." Wu Yuan responded loudly, arrogant and powerful. He didn't say much more. He waved the floating ancient knife to attack, stabbed out with a knife, and the void was broken. The silver and white knife was strong and horizontal, with a strong power of bondage, straight to the eyebrows of the Holy King. It seems to be a plain knife, and its power should not be underestimated. It can kill the three gods and warriors, or even the heroes of the fourth generation.
"Good luck!" The king of the saint shouted, the sword moved in hand, and the divine power rose to the sky, cut off the power of bondage, shook his body and disappeared out of thin air. He came silently behind Wu Yuan, waved a knife and a sword, and took Wu Yuan's vest with lightning speed.
A deadly blow!
The Holy King hit the divine soldier Sun and Moon Sword with its own magic skill to kill a deadly blow, which increased its own attack power seven times. The blade light sword shadows and horizontally, the void clicked and cracked, and the divine power penetrated the heavens and the earth, penetrating Wu Yuan's protective light mask. Everyone was shocked to see it, and all stopped their movements in their hands and watched the peerless battle between Wu Yuan and the Holy King.
"It's really stupid and ignorant to dare to show off in front of my brother." Wu Yuan smiled disdainfully and directly broke the locking power of the Holy King with strong willpower. He took a step forward and swept away with his backhand. The sword collided, stirring up a piece of Mars, like fireworks blooming, eye-catching.
The Holy King retreated five meters, and the tiger's mouth broke, causing 360,000 damage. On the other hand, Wu Yuan retreated two meters, causing 240,000 damage. Judging from the data alone, Wu Yuan obviously had an advantage.
"I am the holy king, the invincible holy king, the first person between heaven and earth. You have provoked me, and I will die without a place to be buried. Bear my anger!" The light of the Holy King, turn on!" The Holy King's face was ferocious, and his anger rushed to the nine heavens. He cast a hidden professional Holy King's unique knowledge and opened the light of the Holy King. In an instant, his blood volume returned to full value. His attributes increased by 33 times, his strength soared, and his attributes were close to Wu Yuan. The divine power is vast, and the holy light is endless, just like the arrival of the king, overlooking the world, and I am the only one.
Kill!
The Holy King shouted loudly, his breath penetrated the long rainbow, waved the sun and moon sword and rushed to Wu Yuan, launching a fierce attack.
The swords and shadows are all kilometers wide, and the players of the two camps all retreated and watched the battle between Wu Yuan from afar, for fear of being affected. During the ten breaths, the two met 330 times. The color of the impact was endless, and there was a dazzling light. Except for the top players, the other players could not keep up with the speed of Wu Yuan and the Holy King, which dazzled everyone.
Ding-Ding-Dong...
You come and go, and the swords are ringing in unison. From time to time, a rain of spiritual arrows drowns Wu Yuan, which makes his skin open and flesh, and his health value falls straight down. The Holy King is uncontrollable, showing the elegant demeanor of the Holy King, the mysterious and colorful spiritual skills of light and dark elves, the speed of the earth rangers, the unexpected arrow rain of the divine archers, the strength of the heavenly martial artists to fight bravely, and the thick defense of the divine warriors, which are reflected in the Holy King one by one, which is vividly displayed.
It is worthy of being a hidden professional saint. The power that broke out in the early stage of the third generation of Shenwu is close to the later period of the fifth generation. The gap between the two major realms is not scary and dizzy. If you don't get the evil heart, even a thousand of me are not the opponents of the Holy King. This is the endless starlight of me. At the moment when I got the evil heart, I was destined to be an extraordinary road in the future. This will be a glorious and famous road. Wu Yuan's heart was as bright as a mirror. In the face of the stormy attack of the Holy King, his face remained unchanged. The floating ancient knife waved the airtight and blocked the attack of the Holy King one by one.
Every knife of Wu Yuan is in line with the frequency of heaven and earth. It blends with Taoism. When he is strong, he is domineering and arrogant. When he is weak, he is as soft as water. The knives are endless. His knife skills are like a great success. Even if he doesn't use skills, he can exert incredible power.
"Holy King, you are nothing more than that. It's my turn to be powerful." Wu Yuan sneered, and the floating light ancient knife was flicked. He picked the sun and moon sword of the saint's king. He took the middle with one knife straight. He was domineering and fierce, as fast as electric light. He penetrated the shield of the holy king, stabbed the heart of the holy king, and hit 890,000 bright red damage.
"Turn!" Wu Yuan held the handle of the knife and turned, and the flesh and blood flew. A hole in the chest of the Holy King appeared in his chest. The white bones were deep, and the interior was seriously damaged. Most of his health was lost and he fell into a negative state.
The Holy King is immortal!
In a critical situation, the Holy King gave the Holy King his own skills. The Holy King was immortal, with immortal golden light, flesh and blood regenerated, and the injury recovered quickly. He recovered from the negative state and retreated decisively.
"Where to go!" Wu Yuan chased after him, holding a floating ancient knife, followed the footsteps of the king of the saint, and played a skill to completely kill the king of the saint.
Open the mountain!
Flame cut!
A messy cloak!
A sword of Lingyun!
......
A series of skills took action to break through the immortal golden light of the Holy King with a tough and bright means, which caught him off guard, spitting blood, and the blood volume fell down. The power of the aftershocks alone cost the lives of thousands of players in Jiuxiao Lingyun. Wu Yuan's power was obvious to all, which scared them to retreat further away.
Wu Yuan fought faster and faster. He only saw the silver and white knives flowing, and he couldn't see the figure clearly. His attack also became more and more fierce, and the Holy King was defeated and retreated, and there were deep bone scars. The more he fought, the more shocked he became. From shock to fear, his fighting spirit was destroyed by Wu Yuan, and his belief was broken. He deeply understood the gap between himself and Wu Yuan, and he could not escape the disaster if he fought again.
"I am the holy king. I am unique in heaven and earth. I have great luck and great potential. If time comes, I will become a great weapon. I really can't work hard. When the great work is completed in the future, I will wash away today's shame. No fate, I remember you! The holy king hides and escapes into the empty door!"