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The 1330th chapters take the initiative to attack (10)

A heavy item suddenly fell from the sky in the dark mist, and a loud bang fell into the fierce crowd. The two sides of the fierce battle were slightly stunned and looked over involuntarily. They were scattered bones wrapped under the dark magic armor, and a layer of sallow and dry human skin wrapped in the corpse that was falling out.

"That's...that's the Lord's armor?..." The demon warrior in Black Blood City recognized the armor that Porter was wearing, and vaguely identified the outline of the black Blood Lord's face from his shriveled skeleton-like face. A trace of ominous premonition emerged from the demons' hearts like lightning.

"Lord... is he dead?..." Some demons who were speechless murmured to themselves, as if they were shocked by the sky, and the legend spread rapidly among the crowd.

The fierce battle gradually stopped. The demons were stunned and retreated to form a long array of lines, staring at Porter's corpse in surprise, all fearing about the cruel death. Cass hurriedly restrained the remaining demon soldiers and arranged in a four-way battle formation on the opposite side for a while to breathe.

A powerful aura passed from the high altitude filled with black fog. Everyone looked up at the black blood city, and the soldiers and generals in the frozen city cheered and shook the sky: the fog was churning, Zhao Hu, wearing dark magic armor, had a bright look, his arms crossed his chest, and he flew in the air, overlooking the battlefield, with a grim smile on his lips.

The wind was howling, three demon flags and a dark cloak were clamoring.

Zhao Hu, who had 3,900 years of skill in his body and successfully stepped into the threshold of the lord level, wanted to release the surging flame demon fighting spirit, a cluster of raging flames wrapped around his body, and looked indescribable solemn and majestic.

The only thing that surprised him was that the third level of the Tianyan Art did not appear in time. The sudden increase in skills and purity may not be enough, and further refinement and fit can be further stimulated to the emergence of the third level of the skill.

"Hmph! The Black Blood Lord Porter has been killed by me!" Zhao Hu flew in black hair and shouted with murderous intent: "The warriors of Black Blood City, those who surrender will live, and those who resist will die, choose!"

This bad news made the noisy battlefield quiet, and the demons looked at Zhao Hu, who was both hatred and fearful, and were silent for a moment.

"We will not surrender. Brothers, we will avenge the lord!" A demon general raised his arms and shouted: "If you kill, they will be unable to do anything. Kill them and kill them all in a mess!"

This highly inciting shout made the demon warriors slam the halberds and danced their guns, and rushed to the remaining four or five hundred people such as Kas. The demon warriors stationed at the Black Blood City shouted, and rushed down the city and pushed open the heavy city gate and killed them.

When Kas and others saw their master return from a great victory, their morale was greatly boosted. Although the number of people was small, they shouted and were ready to fight.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Hu shouted coldly, and a bunch of demon wings, like a falling meteor, quickly falling into the surging demon crowd.

Backed by the newly added 3,500-year dark fighting spirit, the fire demon fighting spirit inspired burst into hundreds of meters outside the body, dragging the tail flame like a comet and flew down like a comet.

Zhao Hu flipped his right hand and pulled out the sword behind his shoulder. To be precise, the black sword, the full set of dark magic armor, and the sword spirit in the dantian are the real long sword.

The long sword is only part of it. According to the principle of the long sword, the level of the master can greatly enhance the lethality of the master in battle. Now that he has entered the threshold of the lord level, his combat power is far from comparable to the four hundred years of the Demon General Period.

Because four hundred years of skill should be listed as the level of the demon soldiers, it is only because of the refinement of the Holy Fire Blood Refining, its power is much stronger than that of the demon soldiers. That is also the reason why the enemy repeatedly misjudged and underestimated his true combat power.

At this moment, he has 3,900 years of skill, and he deserves no false threshold for advancing to a lord-level master. He is slightly higher in terms of strength, but his entry-level skill is 3,900 years higher.

Wow! With a sharp sound, Zhao Hu flew down like a rolling fire dragon falling from the sky.

In the strange posture of his wings shrinking and letting his body fall, his falling speed was extremely fast, and when he was about to be on the verge of danger on the ground, he did not have any movement to stop falling. He was so aggressive, as fast as sparks, as heavy as a thousand pounds, as fast as lightning.

Before the person could land, the energy like a craziest wave was pouring down!

The direction he fell was in the middle of the crowd of more than two thousand demon warriors chasing towards Kas and others. The time was quite accurate. Seeing that the situation was not good, the demons were crowded in panic and scattered, erecting black war halberds like dense forests, and stabbed Zhao Hu who was flying down.

The fierce and violent energy was pressing down violently, and hundreds of war halberds were shaken away in a mess.

"Bang!"

Zhao Hu, who was like a fire meteor, crashed into the hard underground. Only the sharpest person could vaguely see Zhao Hu, who was flying from the sky, bounced out suddenly at the moment when he hit the ground, and quickly formed a set of dark magic armor that wrapped around his body, tightly from head to toe.

With a bang, a circle of rapidly expanding shock waves spread wildly with the place where Zhao Hu fell, and the dust fog in the big bunch splashed high in the sky. More than 2,500 demon warriors were affected. The images of thousands of demons shook the fallen leaves in the sky, screaming, dancing and throwing them into the sky...

The sharpest person was the plesodon Kass. Seeing the amazing attack scene, he exclaimed in his heart: Master, you are the most genius lord among the earthly people I have ever seen!

The heavy body fell to the ground and the sound of more than a thousand demon warriors caught off guard and were knocked to death. Their noses and faces were swollen. The hundred demons closer to Zhao Hu were blown away by the fierce shock waves, and their stomachs were broken and their intestines were flowing. The death was terrible!

"boom!"

The hard ground suddenly cracked and spread rapidly like a spider web. A stream of dust broke through the sky, and Zhao Hu rushed out of the devil from hell, with a dark armor all over his body, and with a whoosh, he flew out of the deep underground pit with millions of dust.

"Buzz!"

A sharp roar of the ground sword echoed in the air, and the black long sword spewed out hundreds of meters of ground flame demon fighting spirit, forming a terrifying and terrifying picture.

"Kill him!" one of the strongest demon generals roared.

A long and thick halberd swept like a furious bison, squirting the demon wings of the vast land.

"snort!"

Zhao Hu snorted coldly. His face was covered with a pair of hideous demon armor, but his naked eyes shot out a heart-warming murderous aura. He looked up at the demon general who was flying in the air, snorted disdainfully, waved his right hand quickly, and slashed away with a sharp sword energy.

"ah!"

The demon general shouted loudly, his arms spread out his strength and swelled up, and the surging dark fighting spirit surged out, and the flame demon sword energy was slashed into the ground.

The swords and halberds collided with each other, and a muffled sound, the sharp and unrestrained sword energy suddenly turned into a rain of fire that sprinkled all over the sky, sprinkling colorfully like a fire falling from the sky.

Countless flames splashed on the dark magic armor of the demon general, he didn't care at all. With the dark magic armor that could not be cut into, he was not afraid of becoming a Mars that was about to be extinguished. He staggered and took a few steps back, and his arms were sore and numb by Zhao Hu's sharp sword energy. The demon general's heart trembled, looking at Zhao Hu in the steel magic armor in fear.

Before he could think of the next tactics, he felt a slight burning pain in dozens of places up and down the demon body. He was stunned and looked down at him in surprise. He was shocked to see dozens of black dark fire burning tenaciously on his exposed skin, including his hands, legs, neck, and other exposed skin, and gradually becoming vigorous.

"ah……"

The demon general screamed angrily, and the dark fighting spirit of Dapeng surged out, shaking out the terrible flames in time. He had never seen such a strange demon flame in his life for more than a thousand years.

"careful……"

The noisy warning sounds came out of the mouths of the demons on the ground in a mess.

The demon general who was suspended in the air had just escaped the pain of burning the dark flames. When he heard the sound, he looked up and saw a shrill, long, fire dragon-like sword energy roaring. The unstoppable sword force made him feel a sense of despair. At this moment, the sword energy was coming, and there was no time to dodge, so he could only roar and wave his halberd to resist.

"Peng!"

The shaking rain of fire flooded the demon general's body.

"Wow!……"

The demon general roared, and a large number of Mars sprayed on the demon armor seamlessly penetrated into the gaps of his armor, burning into his skin and flesh. He was extremely scared. He never expected that in addition to fighting against the powerful sword energy, he would also have to be attacked by the explosion of the flame demon sword energy. It was really hard to defend!

Zhao Hu, who successfully entered the lord level, the color of the flame demon fighting spirit has changed from black to dark red. The flame demon fighting spirit is a dark fire fighting spirit that presents different colors as the level increases. The demon generals are pitch black. The lord level is close to the color of the real flame, showing a dark red color. The temperature increases dramatically, and the sun and dark fire are mixed in it. It is not known to outsiders at all. I think Zhao Hu's flame demon fighting spirit is so powerful that it is perverted.

The dark red flames of the bear were lingering all over the body, burning hotly. From the ground, the demon general was like a fanatical firebird burning life.

The demon general roared, threw down his battle halberd, slapped the fierce flames that were burning stronger and stronger. In an instant, the two thick demon wings burned out their feathers, leaving only bare, charred and damaged flesh wings, which could no longer fly in the wind, and struggled to fall to the ground below a hundred meters.
Chapter completed!
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