Chapter 159 Shock

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Different equivalents of damage emerge from the two people. Because Wu Yuan's defense is better than the Holy One Unparalleled, most of his damage is lower than the Holy One Unparalleled, which is an absolute advantage.

The technology is equal, and the attack power is almost the same. In the case that the defense power is not as good as Wu Yuan, the saint's unparalleled health value is always one step earlier than Wu Yuan's. However, the saint's unparalleled skills in all aspects are much better than Wu Yuan's. No matter which profession has more than 30 skills, at least 200 in total. He can always use all kinds of life-supplementing skills to restore his health value in times of crisis, and fight with Wu Yuan.

"The evil king has no fate. Although your defense is higher than mine, the number of skills I have is beyond your imagination, so you will definitely lose this battle. Soul cutting! Take it out of context! Swords and knives are at the same time! Cut off all the world! Wind and Shadow Legs..." The saint is out of control again. One by one, the skills are continuously applied, the mysterious and colorful spiritual skills of light and dark elves, the speed of the earth ranger's ghosts, the unexpected arrow rain of the divine archer, the strength of the heavenly warriors brave and good at fighting, and the thick defense of the divine warriors, which are reflected in him one by one, showing incisive. In the end, the earth sank, and the sun and moon were not shining. It made Wu Yuan's skin bloom, and his health value fell straight down, showing the supreme demeanor of his generation of holy kings.

The Holy One's unparalleled strong attack, which had a significant effect, made Wu Yuansheng spit blood, and the blood volume was about 70%, and he fell into a state of dizziness.

"My chance is coming, the evil king, go to hell! The wind is blowing nine times!" Take advantage of your illness and kill you. How can the Holy One miss such a good opportunity? The forbidden skill is nine turns, and the wind rotates with a knife, such as a missile shooting, setting off a terrible whirlwind. The holy spirit is boundless, the forbidden power is rolling, with 30% explosive damage, 20% can't repair the damage, 15% permanent damage, 100 percent The power of killing in ten seconds is directly shot at Wu Yuan. If you are hit by the Holy One, you will definitely die with less than 30% of Wu Yuan's health.

"The heart is stronger than steel, break everything!" Wu Yuan broke the state with strong willpower and gave himself a healing skill at the first time. He added a 450-level holy shield in his hand. He used the forbidden skill of the shield armor giant demon to push out a piece of sky, improved his defense eight times, and formed a blue physical light curtain to resist the unparalleled attack of the saint.

With a click, the physical light curtain cracked in response, and still couldn't stop the strong attack of the saint. With the overwhelming power, it bombarded Wu Yuan's holy shield.

Boom!

The two collided, sparks were shooting everywhere, making a deafening impact sound. The two flew out backwards, like a broken kite, falling ten feet away.

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Two people of different degrees appeared on the two, and Wu Yuan's damage was still less. The only disadvantage was that the holy shield in his hand was broken, which could not sweep the holy man's unparalleled sword. After all, the quality of the two was one level worse, and the damage of the holy shield was reasonable. If it were someone else holding the holy shield to resist the unparalleled forbidden skill of the saint, it would be more than the broken shield.

"Although the saint's unparalleled attributes are far less than mine, his equipment is dozens of times better than mine, and his skills are endless, which completely makes up for the gap in this regard and is evenly matched with me. Moreover, he is the Holy King, and he also has an invincible mentality, which is more terrible than the Holy King. I want to defeat him easily. It is not easy. Things." Wu Yuan's heart is like a mirror, and he can see clearly. Without strong equipment, he is afraid that it is difficult to kill him. Unfortunately, my must-kill skill Wan Jian Guizong is in the process of cooling. It seems that he can only hit unexpectedly and then kill him with a series of forbidden skills. Wu Yuan had a plan in his heart to start the footwork of the ghost, such as ghosts, looking for an opportunity to give the saint Wushuang a fatal blow.

"The evil king is far more powerful than I imagined. If it hadn't been for my good equipment, I would have died in his hands. It seems that if I want to kill him, I can only use my must-kill pilgrimage." The Holy One is not the same. The more he fights, the more shocked he is. He has a deep understanding of Wu Yuan. The more he finds that Wu Yuan is strong, the more his fighting spirit is, and the more determined he is to kill Wu Yuan.

Looking at Wu Yuan, the saint Wushuang smiled disdainfully and said, "The evil king has no fate. It's impossible for you to confuse me with the ghost's footwork. Wind shadow step, open it!"

The saint is unparalleled and is unwilling to show weakness. He uses the footwork of the ground ranger, turns into a ghost, competes with Wu Yuan, chases and fights fiercely. His skills are thumping out. He doesn't need capital. There are so many, which makes any player feel ashamed.

In the face of the attack of the Holy One's unparalleled storm, Wu Yuan's face did not change, flashing east and west, swinging the holy axe and dancing immeable, blocking the Holy One by one. Each of his axes is in line with the frequency of heaven and earth. It blends with Tao. When he is strong, he is domineering and arrogant. When he is weak, he is as soft as water. The axes and axes are endless. Even if Wu Yuan does not use skills, he can exert his incredible power, which can be compared with the unparalleled divine skills of the saint.

click!

With a crisp sound, Wu Yuan's holy axe finally suffered the chopping and sweep of the divine knife. In response, it cracked, lost its luster, lost its holy power, and its level plummeted. The Holy Man Unparalleled seized the opportunity, took the middle road with a knife, penetrated Wu Yuan's chest, and the blood soared out, and the red void, causing a critical blow, unable to repair the damage, and causing 2.360,000 bright red damage.

"Evil King, it's time for us to end!" The saint sneered and clenched the handle of the knife. His flesh and blood flew, and a hole the size of his head were twisted. It was shocking, and Wu Yuan's life immediately bottomed out. The saint Wushuang waved his magic knife and cut it. Wu Yuan's body was torn apart and fell to the ground. He was bloody and miserable.

He smiled disdainfully and said, "It's just that the evil king has no fate."

"Real? The fairy will show you the way!" Wu Yuan's voice did not fall, and a sword penetrated the saint's unparalleled shield, pierced into the vest, and fixed him for a second.

"Guide the magic mask, isolate everything!" At the same time, Wu Yuan cast the magic mentor's skill to guide the magic sky mask, covering himself and the saint unparalleled, isolating external objects, crushing the saint's unparalleled heart with a sword, hitting a critical blow, which could not be repaired, permanent damage, and took half of his health.

Before Wu Yuan continued to attack, the saint's unparalleled four-color aura glowed strongly, broke the negative state, retreated quickly, and bumped into the magic shield made by Wu Yuan, causing a ripple.

"Why are you still alive?" The saint Wushuang was shocked. The other party was obviously killed. How could he be alive? The Holy One Unparalleled is not a fool. He immediately guessed that the dead Wu Yuan's split is because the other party's split skill level is high, which makes it difficult to distinguish his split from the real body without opening skills such as fake and true.

Life is endless!

Great treatment!

The saint unparalleled immediately calmed down and cast two healing skills, but it could not take effect. He was isolated by the magic sky mask and could not repair the injury.

"If a sky mask can trap me, then I don't deserve to be a holy king." The saint was shocked and unchanging. He waved the magic knife to split the magic sky mask. He believed that it was easy to split the magic sky mask with the sharpness of the divine knife and his full blow.

"I don't want to trap you, but to fight for this second. The reincarnation of wind and fire! Open the heavens and the earth! A meteor blow! Broken and traceless!" As Wu Yuan spoke, he made a crazy attack and played four forbidden skills. The swordsman shot in all four times, across nine days, with the power of killing the early stage of the sixth generation, covering the saint unparalleledly.

At this moment, except for the endless sword light, there is no figure of Wu Yuan, all covered by his sword light, as if only his sword light is left between heaven and earth, which is eternal and immortal. The Holy One Unparalleled was shocked and felt a crisis of death. This guy's previous skills were not very useful. All of a sudden, he broke out four forbidden skills, and he took advantage of my injury to pursue him. The timing was accurate, which had to be admired.

"If you think you can kill me in this way, am I still unparalleled? A blow from the pilgrimage!" The saint had no time to break the magic sky mask. He directly cast the biggest killer mace must-kill skill pilgrimage strike, burst out twelve times the combat power, waved a knife against the sky, the knife rushed to the sky, smashed the four forbidden skills, and split to Wu Yuan with the power of destroying everything. The god blocked the god, the Buddha blocked the Buddha, and the intention of killing was to kill, and the magic sky mask exploded directly. Blow it up. Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and the saints are unjust. I will slaughter the saint and destroy the sky. The pilgrimage hit contains the artistic conception that shakes the heaven and earth and shocks all the saints. It bombards the soul and causes serious damage to it. The terrible knife fiercely hit Wu Yuan's body, leaving a one-foot-long wound, and the armor on his body is completely damaged.

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A bright red damage of quadruptuousand million yuan rose from Wu Yuan, and the blood volume was 60% at a time, which was more than that. The attack on the soul of the pilgrim's attack did not stop, causing 480,000 damage one by one. The Holy Man's unparalleled must-kill skill hit, which required nearly 90% of Wu Yuan's health and almost killed Wu Shao in seconds.

"Fug, I almost got a second!" Wu Yuan was shocked. Under the must-kill skill, the general skills have lost their function. If he was provoked by the must-kill skill, he would hang up.

Must-kill skill, able to understand the must-kill skill, is a genius among geniuses. The saint is not only a generation of hidden professional holy kings, but also a genius among geniuses, absolutely a difficult character.

"My, the annoying pursuer has killed the unparalleled forbidden bee and is coming here. I can't fight with him anymore. I must find a way to take the sweethearts away." Wu Yuan thought in his heart, his eyebrows spread, his flexible head, and immediately thought of a way.

"The Holy One is unparalleled. You are a character. Unfortunately, your must-kill skill can't second me. Next, bear my anger! Ten thousand swords return to the clan!" Wu Yuan's fighting spirit is high. With strong willpower, he breaks the negative state and rushes to the unparalleled saint. The four-color aura flashes, and the momentum rises steadily. It is filled with the intention of killing, swallowing mountains and rivers and crushing the ages.

The saint Wushuang was afraid for a burst of time. He thought that he had no chance to cast a must-kill skill. His must-kill pilgrim's blow was in the process of cooling. He knew that he could not resist and did not hesitate to flash.

Heaven and man!

He jumped into the air, cast out the forbidden skill, disappeared without a trace, leaving a reluctant voice: "The evil king has no chance. Let you go this time. I'll wait for you on the road ahead. By the way, those annoying guys have killed my forbidden venomous bees and come here. I don't want you to die at their hands. Run away!"

Wu Yuan looked at the direction of the saint's departure, showed a playful smile, and whispered to himself, "Actually, my must-kill skill is also cooling down."