The night sky seemed to be torn open, and Luo Fan slashed through the rain curtain with a knife, and the blade slashed straight at the head of the king's general.

Black prismatic crystals suddenly burst out in the air, and Wang Jiang stretched out his palm towards the void, and the crystals quickly extended and expanded to all sides with the palm as a dot, and the dense black edges and corners became thicker and thicker like frost, and finally formed a black shield.

The blade collided with the crystals and erupted into a huge roar, Luo Fan obviously underestimated the density of these black crystals, and the huge rebound force almost knocked him over.

What an ultimate power, the king general didn't even attack, just the simplest block knocked Luo Fan back dozens of meters, he was half kneeling on the ground, and most of the blades of the two long knives sank deep into the ground.

To be honest, there is very little chance that he alone will be able to defeat the king, things have developed into the worst situation, and the only thing he can do is to delay as much time as possible. He believed that the uncles in Beicheng had already picked up suitcases and were ready to go, and the special special machine of the branch school would send these elites to Wucheng at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, when the huge rotors of the helicopter would tear through the clouds and cut through the torrential rain, and the blazing searchlights would illuminate the ruins as if it were daylight.

And how long did he have to wait, two hours? maybe longer, but he knew it would be hard for him to hold on for even an hour. But there was no way back for him, and the mission was completely out of his control, and even if he died in the process, it could only be an accidental casualty. Maybe those old guys in the branch school will erect a monument for him, but that's not bad.

Luo Fan pulled out his long knife from the ground, and the king in front of him looked down at him coldly, like a king climbing high and looking down on the country, permeating the majesty of thousands of years.

"Come on, let me see how much you can do. Luo Fan sneered, he was extremely disgusted with that kind of high posture, even if it was a king from hell, even if he could judge life and death as described in the myth, he would do everything in his power to cut off the king's head!

Yang blood burst like a flood in the body, tempered to the extreme to the greatest extent, and in the next moment, Luo Fan's figure turned into an afterimage in the rain, and it was difficult for ordinary people to capture his whereabouts with their eyes. The twin knives in his hands shook the air, making a sonic boom-like hum.

The blade cut through the wind and rain and hit the crown of the king.

Even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel the rich rupture, and at that moment, the blade seems to melt into the void, fast enough to cut down the stars.

The violent collision barely happened, and a clear crack suddenly burst out of the king's armor, and Luo Fan's figure flashed from the darkness, the burning flames on the blade illuminated his face, excited and frenzy.

If anyone can witness the whole process just now, they will find that the figures of Luo Fan and Wang Jiang are distorted in an instant, as if they have not moved at all, but Wang Jiang's hideous and sharp armor has been cut open by the blade, and the marks and incisions on the blade are still red.

Luo Fan's body shook slightly, he found that his physical strength was passing at an alarming speed, and when he looked down, he saw that there was an extra wound on his left leg at some point, and that wound was extremely thin and deep, piercing through the flesh and blood. The incision only needed to be deeper to injure the bone, and his thigh muscles were almost cut laterally.

At the moment when he swung his knife at the king general, a narrow and sharp black thorn flashed in the air and cut him, and at this moment, the black thorn was slowly disappearing, and soon returned to the king general's body.

The moment he locked on to the devil, the devil was also swinging his sickle at him. At that moment, Luo Fan's figure was so fast that it was difficult for the camera to capture, but the rich aura of death still followed him like a shadow.

"Damn, you can......" Luo Fan's body lost his balance and half-knelt on the ground again, he supported his body with the tip of his knife, but he couldn't swing the next knife again.

The flames of nothingness burned around the king's general, like countless souls surrounding him, and the cold and silent flames covered the heavens and the earth, scorching the souls of sinners.

More and more undead surrounded Rovan, roaring in the icy blue sea of fire, countless bones bursting from the ground, wielding weapons full of chains and hooks.

It's easy to imagine the consequences of being slashed by these blunt objects, he should be shattered like a puppet thrown from the sky, the edges of those weapons have been sharpened by wind and frost for thousands of years, and the blades are no longer sharp, but they look even more terrifying when swinging at high speeds.

Luo Fan smiled bitterly, in this case he could keep a whole corpse is still a question, he doesn't want his body to be transported back to Beicheng, when the senior sisters and sisters who came to mourn him saw that the object of their day and night worship turned into a lump of meat. It seems a little funny to think about.

A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the night sky, and the lightning was so swift that it seemed to hit the ground directly from top to bottom.

"What the hell, I'm going to be struck by lightning when I'm dying. Luo Fan stood up again and showed an absolute attacking stance. But the next moment he was suddenly stunned, because the lightning not far away was still here, and it was even brighter and more hideous in the darkness.

He had learned in the book that there is a kind of ball lightning in nature, which will stay on the ground for a long time and will not dissipate, but he feels that the lightning in front of him does not seem to be naturally formed, because it is actually moving slowly.

The owner of the lightning bolt approached them all, slowly and solemnly.

Luo Fan snorted, and he saw the familiar figure slowly walking from the wind and rain with thunderous anger.

It was like a god with thunder and lightning in his hand descending from the sky, and no one could stop him. The thunder and lightning attached to the Spirit Controlling Knife were strengthened by Yang Energy to present a strange dark purple color, and Ling Chenxuan's body was still intertwined with endless thunder debris, and his pupils were congested and red from controlling Yang Blood for a long time.

Along the way, countless undead wrecks fell, and sporadic ghostly fires danced and burned under his feet.

Luo Fan shook his head silently, thinking that he was still not as good as the guy in front of him in terms of pretending to be cool and handsome, and the extremely stylish appearance he had worked so hard to create was still robbed of his brilliance at the moment.

Ling Chenxuan was born with an oppressive aura, sharp and hard. When he walks towards you with a knife, the coercion is like pushing an iceberg in front of you, and you can't help but hold your breath and pin all the possibilities on him for no reason.

It's really infuriating, Ling Chenxuan has always played the role of a background board in the branch school, silent and distant, looking at everyone as if he was collecting debts. His withdrawn and arrogant personality is not popular on many occasions, so there are very few people who can talk to him, and even fewer who are willing to be friends with him.

But this is the kind of person who when he appears on the battlefield, you will definitely notice him in any case, full of awe and worship...... It's even terrifying. In fact, the more reticent a person is, the easier it is to give others a sense of security.

"Brother Ling, I'm here!" the next moment Luo Fan raised his knife and shouted.

Ling Chenxuan shouted, "Watch out for you!"

Almost at the same moment, a ghost-slaying talisman slipped out of the rain curtain, and it was the most formidable guardian at all times, cutting off the two undead heads that were about to approach Rovan in an instant, and their bodies collapsed like iron towers.

The ground shook violently, Luo Fan's body staggered, and he saw the figure of the king general soaring into the air, floating slowly as if it had lost gravity, and many rectangular stone walls suspended in mid-air converged towards the center, and these stone walls were all blue, like meteorites or meteors in space.

The wind behind him stirred up in the wind, and his body seemed to be held up by a hurricane, otherwise no one could explain how the scene before him was contrary to common sense.

He didn't seem to pay attention to these exorcists at all, he was still familiar with this new world, and it was hundreds of years ago that he was last released, and he needed a little time to understand all things in this sava.

The newborn king opens his eyes in the void, and from the moment he is born, he is the pinnacle, incomparable, and above all beings. Of course, such an ultimate existence will not focus on the insignificant exorcists, who are no more than human beings even if they can toss, but they are close to the existence of the gods, living in myths and ancient books, and their souls are immortal.

He has his minions, absolutely at his behest legions of the undead, and they will set things right for him. The shadow of death will loom over the city, and everywhere it goes, there will be a realm of nothingness and dead silence.

The tower of vain life behind the king slowly awakened with his summoning and guidance, and the four walls of the giant tower were wrapped with a black aura that symbolized transcendence and death, and the reliefs were silently ignited in the thick darkness, and the fire was cold and lonely.

There was a kind of desolate elegy faintly in the thick of the rain, a low cry from the underworld, a lament for the dead, permeated with almost eternal sorrow. Heaven and earth seem to be gradually crumbling with this ancient and desolate song, sinking into the endless abyss.

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"Honestly, I didn't expect things to get so bad......" Luo Fan raised his knife nervously, they were surrounded by the number of undead had grown to an exaggerated level, and it was obviously impossible to break out of the encirclement.

"Less nonsense. Ling Chenxuan said coldly, he and Luo Fan raised their knives back-to-back to confront these puppets at the moment, the atmosphere froze to the freezing point, and a bloody battle would occur in an instant.

"Do you know how much Cheng Xinuo and I have paid to assist you in completing the task, we desperately grabbed the enchantment with the ghost, and almost died several times!" Ling Chenxuan made a straight face, "Originally, we were all about to break through the encirclement, and in the end, because you turned back, you must know that it is not only you and me who are present at this moment, there is also a student who is one year younger than us, and you must bear the consequences for this!"

Luo Fan was dumbfounded, "But, I didn't know that elementary school girl was with you!"

He was almost scared to death, Ling Chenxuan's tone was obviously full of great resentment, this cold-faced man was actually complaining to him, what a hell!

Luo Fan felt a chill in his heart, and even the hand that held the handle of the knife began to tremble a little.

Cheng Xinuo's expression was also very embarrassed, and she was sandwiched between the two and spoke weakly: "...... Senior, don't talk about it......"

When all three of them were quiet, there was a dead silence around them, and there was not even a trace of footsteps to be heard in the rustling rain.

Ling Chenxuan looked around, the danger had not left them, on the contrary, the undead who were surging from all sides had surrounded their retreat. These undead armies with deformed bodies and strange bones stood solemnly in the wind and rain like rows of stone statues, and the air flickered with cold ghostly fire, swaying and dancing, which was really chilling.

"Why don't they attack?" Ling Chenxuan was very puzzled, these undead had nothing to do with human nature at all, they weren't even human, the Yang Energy Magnetic Field had a fatal attraction to them like bats in blood, but at this moment, these undead souls were lifeless as if they were dead.

The smell of death and decay reverberated in the air, and it really felt like a deep hell, so desperate that there was not even a glimmer of light.

In this case, anyone will lose their fighting spirit, because their enemies are all demons who have been dead for too long.

"Has anyone seen a science fiction movie?" Luo Fan said suddenly, "In the premise of the movie, creatures like this are extremely numerous and aggressively disorderly in general controlled by their leaders. They are endlessly numerous, burning everywhere they go, but once their leader dies, they will be crushed. ”

He shouted at Ling Chenchen, "Of course General Wang doesn't have to take action himself, because he can let these monsters tear us to pieces with just a few fingers!"

"Hell, do you mean to let us go straight to Huanglong to attack the king general?" Ling Chenxuan's expression was solemn, "What's the difference between that and sending him to death directly?"

"No, no, no, it was you who helped me get closer to the king. Luo Fan shook his head, "I'm more experienced than you in dealing with the king. ”

"What are you kidding!" Ling Chenxuan frowned, "Have you ever participated in the mission of crusading against the king general?"

"Not really. Luo Fan pretended to smile lightly, "Dealing with the king will only be done by the crusade group, that is a high-level organization specially approved by the headquarters, and I am not so awesome." ”

Luo Fan lowered his body, and his double knives were sharp, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

"But I'm a reserve member of the crusade team, and if I don't fight hard, everyone will die. ”