Chapter 152 The Holy One Unparalleled

Nanshan Sanluohan and Baluohan, who are also in the realm of the fourth generation of heroes, abandoned their sweethearts, pulled out and killed Wu Yuan, and formed a three-point siege with Nanshan arhats to attack Wu Yuan.

The profession of Nanshan Sanluohan is the spirit of light. He is mainly spiritual and is good at attacking from afar. His equipment is comparable to that of Nanshan arhats. Nanshan Baluofa is a ground ranger, known for its speed. It has a level of 231. It wears two divine equipment and six 430-level sacred equipment, which is full of sacred attack gems, and one piece of equipment is listed in the top ranks.

Flying Immortal Strike!

A meteorite in the sky!

Three poles in the sun!

The arhats in the realm of the three and fourth generations of heroes came up with a killing move. The three of them were out of control. The magic skills were banned without capital. Wu Yuan was completely blocked, all retreats were blocked, and he was not given a chance to escape. The three of them cooperated tacitly. Da Luohan went straight to the middle. San Luohan was responsible for long-range attacks to prevent Wu Yuan from escaping. Eight Luohans were entangled in the battle, and Wu Yuan was fatally stabbed at the critical moment. Everyone in the three arhats has the ability to cross the level and kill the enemy. In the realm of the fourth generation of heroes, they have the ability to compete with the fifth generation. Generally, players are entangled by the three arhats and will be stripped even if they do not die. However, who is Wu Yuan? He has an evil heart and is a hidden professional evil king. He is awe-inspiring and invincible. He can come and go freely against the supreme of the sixth generation, not to mention the three arhats in the realm of the fourth generation of heroes.

"It's ridiculous that three cats and dogs dare to crash in front of me." Wu Yuan sneered, opened the defense aura of the shield armor giant demon, increased his own defense by six times, and resisted the attack of the three arhats. With a damage of 100,000 to 200,000 yuan, he rushed to the Nanshan arhats. Using the flexible body method of the ghost, he appeared in front of him like a ghost, and his face was looking at his trousers. The speed was Hurry up, people can't react.

Before Nanshan Luohan could see Wu Yuan's figure clearly, he felt a fatal crisis. His back was cold and he couldn't help trembling.

"It's not good!" He shouted secretly and rolled back at the first time. Unfortunately, he took a step slower and banged. The two soft eggs broke, and the blood splashed everywhere, which dyed his trousers red.

"Ah!" Nanshan Daluohan howled like a pig, rolling around on the ground in pain, with a line of bright red characters. The key blow can't be repaired, permanent damage, and the health value drops down. What made Nanshan Arhat more afraid was a desperate thought that bombarded his soul, raised the idea of dying to get rid of, and fell into endless despair.

—660000, —660000......

Sixty-six million bright red damage rose from Nanshan arhats, and he went home to see his mother.

"Big brother!"

"I don't have a chance to take my life!"

"Kle them and avenge the big brother!"

The arhats exhaled in pain, and they were angry for nine days, and attacked crazily. In particular, the Nanshan Nine Arhats in the realm of the fourth generation of heroes, like ghosts walking among the sweethearts, waving two swords to make a fatal blow, which makes people unable to defend.

Ah!

With a scream, Gudu couldn't dodge it. He was penetrated by the heart by the double swords of Nanshan Jiuluohan, and his life value was at the bottom.

"I can't go with you anymore." Gudu left the last sentence and fell down. Because he was a big name, his equipment was blown up, and his level was also lowered to 30 levels.

"Nanshan Luohan, you are all going to die!" Wu Yuan roared angrily, murderous, evil, and the swords moved together, shaking back the Nanshan Sanluohan and Nanshan Baluohan. He moved his footsteps and instantly arrived behind Nanshan Jiuluohan. He hit the shoes of despair with his own forbidden skill and a desperate blow, and hit his vest. Before his feet arrived, there was a terrible idea of despair, which suddenly broke into the protective mask of Nanshan Jiuluohan and invaded his soul.

"Grass, the evil king is really good. He is worthy of being the first master of the Holy Continent. Wind and shadow walk!" Nanshan Jiuluohan was shocked, hugged the yuan god, and resisted the idea of despair. At the same time, he took a five-level wind and shadow step, turning into a ghost, leaving a row of shadows.

Nanshan Jiuluohan was scared. No matter how he dodged, he could not get rid of his desperate thoughts and Wu Yuan's pursuit. His foot seemed to have eyes and followed him closely. If he didn't kick him, he wouldn't stop. What's more terrible is that the power of that foot is getting stronger and stronger, and the despair is getting stronger and stronger, which seriously troubled the soul of Nanshan Jiuluohan, resulting in a great decline in his strength, including speed. In the end, he could not escape bad luck.

Bum!

Wu Yuan put his foot on the vest of Jiuluohan in Nanshan, and his back was concave. I don't know how many bones were broken.

"Ah!" The nine arhats in Nanshan, like a kite with a broken line, fell ten feet and flew out, and the blood sprayed wildly. He died, leaving a piece of item.

"God, the ninth brother is also dead!"

"No, Brother Jiu is dead!"

The arhats were shocked. When the two met, the evil king killed the most powerful eldest brother and the ninth brother. His strength was so terrible. What did the remaining 16 of us fight against him?

"You all go to hell!" Wu Yuan's roar interrupted the thoughts of the arhats. He took action angrily and played a powerful skill to harvest the lives of one Nanshan arhat after another, like the arrival of a killing god, invincible.

"Brothers, the evil king is too powerful. You should retreat quickly. I will break up with my eighth brother." Nanshan Sanluohan issued an order to rush to Wu Yuan with Nanshan Sanluohan to prevent him from killing the Luohans.

"The arm is like a car, and you can't measure yourself." Wu Yuan's anger did not subside, and he became more and more brave in the Vietnam War. He dropped the Nanshan Seventeen Arhats in seconds with one sword and raised his hand. The sword in his hand turned into a huge axe and jumped into the air. He even with an axe and an axe hit the Sanluohan, raised a dazzling golden axe light, filled with the vast holy power, carrying the great power of opening mountains and rivers, and broke the shield of Nanshan Sanluoliu with one axe. He split him in half, left and right, fell down, blood all over the ground, and his internal organs were spilled, which was unbearable.

The evil king is good for the thief Tama. It can convert any evil camp profession. It has the powerful attack power of the ghost swordsman, the infested body of ghosts and ghosts, the abnormal defense of the shield armor giant demon, the fierce archery of the bow demon king, the terrible magic of the holy demon and the demon mentor, which makes up for the shortcomings of a single profession, surprisingly win, and can't prevent it. Win the defense and kill in the blink of an eye.

He killed the three arhats in Nanshan, and Wu Yuan opened the ghost. He silently went to the left side of the Nanshan eight arhats and cut his neck with an axe. The speed was so fast that people couldn't react. Seeing that the eight arhats in Nanshan were about to die at the hands of Wu Yuan, suddenly there was a sudden mutation. A big ball of light flying from the sky, cutting through the void, hanging thousands of thunders, and the furious breath was full of a radius of 500 meters. With unparalleled power, it hit Wu Yuan in the head.

"No, forbidden lightning bullets! Jedi hermitism!" Wu Yuan secretly shouted that he didn't care about killing Nanshan Ba Luohan. He applied the forbidden magic Jedi escape of the magic mentor. He wrapped up 14 people such as sweetheart, Zhu Shen, and the prodigal son turned around, and fled to the ground to avoid a fatal blow.

Boom!

With a loud noise, earth and rocks splashed everywhere, and the wind and snow ridges were shaken. With the explosion point as the center, there was a 100-meter crater, which was three meters deep. You can imagine the power of the forbidden lightning bomb. As for the Nanshan Arhats, in addition to the Nanshan Arhats, the rest of the Nanshan Arhats died and went back to their mother's arms to drink milk.

"Damn, who threw the thunder bomb? Nanshan's eighteen arhats remember you." Nanshan Ba Luohan was furious, and his eyes were bloody and murderous. I thought that our eighteen arhats in Nanshan would have succeeded in killing the evil king. We won a great reward and became the first player in the holy continent, but I didn't expect that it would be such a miserable result. I was the only one left for the eighteen brothers. I hate it!

"The Eighteen Arhats of Nanshan Remember your sister, I'm the saint unparalleled." A disdainful voice came from the air, and a middle-aged man in white stepped into the air and fell in front of Nanshan Ba Luohan. The wind and snow stopped three feet in front of him and could not invade. He showed contemptuous eyes and wiped his throat with a knife.

"You, you, you are the unparalleled saint of the Holy King who has been rumored to be hidden!" Nanshan Baluohan was frightened. He took a look at the Holy One, laughed at himself, fell down, and reunited with his brothers.

The Holy King, another kind camp hidden professional holy king. Because the Holy One has always lived a hidden life and does not compete with others, few people know his existence, and even no one knows his second hero who has become a fourth generation. All the players who know him are deeply afraid, because this is a super master, better than the Holy King, the first master of the Holy Continent at that time, and is a character that can't be provoked.

Nanshan Eighteen Arhats are very powerful and famous, but compared with the saint, it is obviously one level worse, which is not the same day.

Holding a divine knife, he has six divine equipment and two 440-level sacred equipment, which are full of sacred attack gems, one of which is still a divine product. A gorgeous equipment makes people sigh.

"The evil king has no fate. You are good. It's really good. It's worth my action. As the Holy King, I killed you. I don't know what kind of great reward there is. I'm quite looking forward to it!" The saint Wushuang whispered to himself, locked the direction of Wu Yuan's escape at a glance, and stepped out one step, like an electric light, chasing Wu Yuan.

Before long, a group of players came here and chased in the direction of Wu Yuan's escape. The earthquake shook and the killing sounded the sky.

"Big boss, I know that there is a path leading to Qunying Mountain, and it is relatively hidden. It should be able to get rid of those hateful players." The dark elf Lu Fa Zun said, and a trace of unknown sharpness flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. He is a person of Starlight, level 424, realm III Shenwu, a god-level equipment, seven pieces of level 420 sacred equipment, which are full of sacred attack gems. He is also quite high in the ranking in the starlight. He is a very loyal guy.

"Road, you lead the way." Wu Yuan believes in him very much. All the way, now, brothers and sisters have died, scattered, and betrayed. Now there are only 14 people around him, such as Sweetheart, Jade God, Prodigal Son, Lufa, Ling'er, etc. Everyone is worth cherishing. With their company, Wu Yuan is very grateful and has already treated them as a life-and-death relationship.

"Yes, boss."