Chapter 158 Evil King VS Holy King
The Holy One Unparalleled has the means to control the 450-level forbidden boss, which deeply scares everyone and makes people feel afraid.
Wu Yuan is also moved. If this guy can control the forbidden BOSS above level 500, he will fight with him. In fact, Wu Yuan thought too much. The Holy One has a skill to control the BOSS. With his current cultivation, he can control up to 480 forbidden BOSS, and the maintenance time is no more than seven minutes. Even so, the Holy One Unparalleled is very horrible. A player who can control the forbidden BOSS above his own level is not scary and dizzy.
"Honey, you step back." Wu Yuan took a step forward, and the holy axe raised the sky. His momentum rose steadily. With his hands and feet, Wang Ba's spirit overflowed and swallowed the mountains and rivers. Behind him, the four layers of blue, purple, black and red aura flashed, dazzling light, making people unable to open their eyes. He did not underestimate the unparalleled saint. He stared on the face and emitted a terrible evil spirit, like the arrival of an evil god.
"Evil King Tianzhu, now!" Wu Yuan's thoughts moved, and a thick four-color pillar rose from behind him, connecting the sky above and connecting the earth below. The evil power rolled and collapsed through the ages, and the Holy One Unparalleled kept retreating, causing 130,000 damage one by one.
"There is nothing great about the evil king Tianzhu. I also have the holy king Tianzhu, now!" The saint's unparalleled eyes shot out two fine light, and the fighting spirit was surging. His arms shook, and a four-color pillar similar to Wu Yuan rose from behind him, filled with a burst of holy power, facing the evil power of Wu Yuan, and there was a fierce confrontation.
You push me, you retreat, you retreat, like the enemy meets, never die, the fire at the junction of Xiewei and Shengwei splashes everywhere, making a crackling sound, pressing the void to break and become a vacuum. Although it is not a confrontation of real knives and guns, this kind of confrontation of mental power and will is more horrible than the former. If a bad soul is damaged, the end is that the soul will fly away and die.
"The evil king has no fate. You are not my opponent. I don't know what kind of reward I will get after killing you. I'm looking forward to it. The Holy King is immortal!" The saint is unparalleled through the long rainbow, has a strong will, and the holy power is vast. He looks up to the sky and takes a step forward. The more powerful holy power breaks out, suppressing Wu Yuan's evil power.
"I really don't think you can beat me." Wu Yuan said insipidly, his face did not change, opened the power of the evil heart, increased his combat power by ninety-nine times, and made an unexpected blow, burst out a terrible evil power, swept the world, smashed the unparalleled holy power of the saint, and shook him a hundred meters away with his holy king's pillar.
Poo!
The saint's unparalleled blood sprayed wildly, causing 3.680,000 blood damage and nearly half of his health. This is not more than that. The powerful evil spirit invaded his body and launched a crazy attack on his soul. Like thousands of roots, the saint screamed and fell to the ground, holding his head and rolling, causing a damage of 220,000 yuan.
Due to the reason why the saint Wushuang underestimated Wu Yuan, he was hit by the evil heart power of Wu Yuan. The blood volume of the saint Wushuang lost 90%, leaving 820,000, and fell into a state of dementia, as if he had been beaten dumbfounded.
"Grass, I thought how powerful the Holy One was, and it turned out to be vulnerable."
"Bah, what a master of the hermit world is just a straw bag."
"Brother Wuyuan is the most powerful. He is the nemesis of the Holy King. Brother Wuyuan, I love you."
The prodigal son turned around, killed the god, and had no chance to love you. They shouted loudly. When they saw Wu Yuan's unparalleled saint, they were excited and excited.
Wu Yuan smiled and quickly rushed to the Holy One, cut it away with an axe, and did not give him any chance. The blue axe flashed, and the blood splashed everywhere. The saint broke his waist, but there was no damage value.
"No, this is a split!" Wu Yuan immediately found that it was wrong. He understood that the saint Wushuang used the split skill at the last moment, using the split to continue to pretend to be demented, waiting for himself to be hooked. Listening to the sound of the wind coming from the tail, Wu Yuan rushed forward for the first time, like a stringed arrow, and it went out of 100 meters at once. But it was still a step slower. A cyan knife light scratched, broke Wu Yuan's shield, and hit his vest, causing 360,000 bright red damage. There was toxin damage from it, and the wound was dark. It began to rot and caused 60,000 damage one by one.
"If you think that my Holy One is so vulnerable, then it's a big mistake. I will let you know what the Holy King is." The unparalleled arrogant voice of the saint fell into everyone's ears. He appeared intact behind Wu Yuan, waved the magic knife, soared into the air, and hit the forbidden skill Crazy Dragon Chopping. He instantly increased his combat power eight times, raised a hundred meters of knife light, locked Wu Yuan, and cut out a knife from the air. The knife turned into a green dragon, opened his teeth and danced his claws. The dragon's power rolled, and the forbidden power was vast. , with 30% detonation damage, 20% unrepairable damage, 15% permanent damage, and 10% second kill power.
The powerful momentum and terrible pressure made the five sweethearts keep retreating. They could only wait from afar and be deeply moved. They were worried about Wu Yuan.
"Exorcism, exorcise toxins." Wu Yuan gave himself the magic tutor's exorcism, exorcise the toxins on his body, and carried the holy axe to meet the unparalleled wild dragon chopping.
The tiger comes out of the forest!
Wu Yuan waved an axe, and there was a tiger roar, which shocked the Windless Valley. The blue axe turned into a fierce tiger. Wang Wei shot everywhere and banned the world. It swept the world with the momentum of mountains and seas, and had a fierce impact with the incomparable dragon-shaped knife power of the saint.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the dragon scattered and the tiger disappeared, turning into a brilliant rosy rosy sky. A violent explosion occurred at the junction of the two, forming an explosive storm, sweeping out, and the void cracked, as fragile as glass.
"Yes, the reaction is very fast, the strength is very strong, and it's worth my action." The two unparalleled raised the corners of their mouths and looked arrogant. They bullied and killed Wu Yuan. The magic knife danced and launched a fierce attack. They hit 18 knives in a second. The knife attacked the key point of Wu Yuan, and the speed was as fast as Wu Yuan's.
"Good to come." Wu Yuan's voice was like spring thunder, and his anger rose to the sky. The holy axe danced in the wind and clouds, and there was a fierce confrontation with the Holy One.
The knife light axe light crosses a kilometer, and the five sweethearts retreated a kilometer away. The figures of the two have long been blurred, and the eyes are endless knife light axe light, the endless sound of impact, fierce explosion storms and so on. This level of battle is no longer what they can join. I'm afraid that before they get close to the two of them, they will be shattered by the swords and axes all over the sky.
In ten seconds, Wu Yuan and Wu Yuan touched each other 180 times, and the knife and axe shot through the earth and rocks, leaving holes one by one. There were different degrees of wounds on the two people, and the blood stained the whole body, which was shocking.
The saint's unparalleled health has gone to 3.10 million, while Wu Yuan has gone to 2 million. Judging from the data, Wu Yuan has the upper hand. There is no other reason. With almost no difference in attack power, Wu Yuan's high defense has played a great role.
"The evil king has no fate, and it's also good to think of your own defense." The Holy One Unparalleled exclaimed from the bottom of his heart. With the other party wearing a 450-level sacred suit, it is absolutely impossible to have such a strong defense, which shows that he has a strong defense, and the other party's speed, reaction, perception, etc. are not under his own. It seems that this battle is very dangerous.
I am the holy king. When I meet the weak and strong, I am stronger. It has always been difficult for me to meet the flag bearer. This time, I finally met a person who can compete with each other. The evil king's fate will be my training to become the supreme strong man. The saint has a strong belief. As soon as he sweeps away the haze, he points at Wu Yuan with a knife, arousing a fierce fighting spirit, ambitious, and competing for the top and down.
"The hermit holy king is nothing more than that." Wu Yuan smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and made a provocative action, which angered the saint unparalleled.
"Well, the evil king has no fate. Your anger is ineffective for me. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. The light of the Holy King, turn on!" The saint is unparalleled and firm in heart. He is not moved by Wu Yuan's satire. He opens the light of the holy king and restores his full value. His own attributes are increased by thirty-three times. His strength has increased greatly. His divine power is vast, and the holy light is endless. It is like the arrival of a king, overlooking the world, and I am the only one.
"The evil king has no fate, and you will immediately know the power of my hidden holy king. Great bondage! The light of cutting! A knife to touch the vicissitudes of life! Break through the air!" The saint's unparalleled tone was arrogant and rose in the air. He looked down at Wu Yuan and rushed to the galaxy. He silently had a divine spiritual staff in his hand. He danced one knife and one by one. He launched a fierce attack on Wu Yuan. A magic skill was forbidden skill. The knife persuaded vertically and horizontally. The spiritual skills flew together. The sky was collapsing, the earth was cracking, and the sun and the sun and the moon were not shining, which flooded Wu. Yuan.
"The light of the evil king, open it!" Wu Yuan was calm and calm. He turned on the light of the evil king, his life was restored to full value, and his attributes increased by 33 times. The evil spirit was cool, and the evil power rolled, flooding the world, just like the arrival of the evil god, which made people fear and tremble from the heart.
Kill!
Wu Yuan shouted loudly, and the evil spirit rushed to the sky. He waved the holy axe to kill the Holy One, and launched a more fierce duel.
Ding-Ding-Dong...
Mars splashed everywhere, and the sound of impact was endless. The space of 500 meters centered on the two was broken and became a vacuum, shaking the valley of no wind and turning the earth upside down.
"What about the sky? Has there been an earthquake? It's so shocking that I can't stand firmly!"
"Earthquake, your sister, there are masters in the war, which is the aftermath."
"Grass, the aftershocks alone are so strong. Isn't the battle center turned upside down?"
"Isn't it that the evil king has no chance to fight?"
"Congratulations on your guessing right. That's right. It's the evil king who has no fate. He is fighting fiercely with a middle-aged man in white." A player in the realm of four generations of heroes used the skill to penetrate the eye and saw the battle scene. The next second, he was shocked and his heart jumped out. He was not only scared by the fierce battle, but also by the middle-aged man in white: "Grass, it's an unparalleled war between the evil king and the saint of the hermitage!"
"My Ma, even the Holy One has come out. It seems that I have no chance to kill the evil king."
"Well, no matter what kind of hidden holy king he is, I just want to kill the evil king and become the first player. No one can stop him."
"That's right. It's better for the two of them to lose both sides, and then I'm going to make up for it. Wow, it's so cool to think about it!"
Most players run to the battle center with good ideas, thinking of a fisherman to make a profit.