Chapter 221: The Might of the God of War!
Rumble!!!
Two giant axes made of energy slashed literally at the giant golem.
In an instant, the red light and electric light were so bright that everyone couldn't open their eyes, and at this moment, whether it was the strong man at the foot of the golem or the purple wing standing in the distance, they all held their breath.
When the dazzling light disappeared and everyone opened their eyes, they couldn't help but gasp, the huge golem that was originally standing there had been cut in half by two giant axes at this moment.
I saw a slight gust of wind blowing, and the golem that had been cut in half instantly turned into powder and exploded.
A hint of surprise flashed in Maihime's eyes as she looked at the nonsense at the foot of the original golem, as for the others, they were still immersed in the blow just now, and they didn't come back from the shock for a long time.
Bang bang bang ....
Wu Ji clapped her hands and walked towards Hu Yan, and said with a smile like silk in her eyes: "Hehe, it is worthy of being the God of War, and the name of the God of War is really worthy of its name." ”
The others also came back to their senses one after another, and came forward one after another: "The name of the god of war is really worthy of its name, as long as it blows, the three-eared macaque will be killed, which is really powerful." ”
Hu Yan held an axe in both hands, wearing a layer of domineering red armor, standing there quietly, without looking back, as quiet as a fan......
Seeing that Hu Yan didn't turn around to answer herself, Mai Ji's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and she asked impatiently, "What, what I say doesn't matter?"
The old man in the vernacular snorted coldly on the side, and then sneered: "Self-righteous women are so terrible, I really don't know what capital so-and-so has." ”
"What are you talking about, old man!" the Maihime glared fiercely at the vernacular old man and growled.
"Hmph. The old man smiled in the vernacular, stopped, and said clearly: "I'm old, how can you be younger than me, dance, sister?"
"You!" Mai Ji stomped her feet angrily, but suddenly thought of something, and smiled back at the vernacular old man: "Whatever you say, don't die in front of me." ”
When the Yixia Demon Couple heard the words of the Dancing Queen, they all trembled, and when they heard the conversation between the Dancing Girl and the White Fairy, they seemed to understand something, at least, the real Dancing Girl was not the one that everyone was familiar with, and the threat in the Dancing Queen's tone was obvious through the conversation just now, and there was that this White Fairy dared to spray with the Dancing Queen, really...
Tick.....
A drop of scarlet water dripped on the ground, and the liquid flowing from Hu Yan's cuffs at this moment dripped to the ground along Hu Yan's wrist.
Isha first found out about this, covered her mouth in shock, and couldn't speak.
The Demon Riders immediately noticed Isha's strange appearance, and looked in the direction Isha was looking, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
Dark Sky suddenly shouted: "Go and save Hu Yan." After speaking, he took out a pitch-black dagger and ran towards Hu Yan.
The moment Hu Yan's body shouted out in the dark sky, the blood in his whole body gushed out like a fountain, and the red battle armor turned into white shards, dissipating into the air, leaving only a palm-sized red shard, which fell to the ground with a snapping sound.
"Godfall?!" Isha cried out as she covered her mouth.
Everyone immediately turned their eyes to the red fragments on the ground, only the vernacular and the dark sky did not, and the dark sky hugged the nonsense the moment the nonsense fell, and then immediately retreated.
"Bearded ......" Vernacular eagerly greeted him, asking with concern, while using energy to heal Hu Yan's wounds.
Hu Yan, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, slowly raised his hand to hold the hand that the vernacular was healing himself, pushed it gently, and smiled weakly: "Don't do this, vernacular, I, I can't do it anymore." ”
"How, how could it be?!" the vernacular shook his head in disbelief: "No, it's impossible!!"
Hu Yan shook his head with a wry smile, and said extremely weakly: "I, I can't live long, it pierces my heart, vernacular, I'm sorry.... Ahem..."
Hu Yan coughed suddenly, then spit out a mouthful of blood, gasped and continued: "With the power of the bloodline, you can still survive, listen to me, run, find more people, it's not something we can deal with." ”
Saying that, he roared angrily, held two giant axes, struggled to stand up, threw the boots on his feet and the heavenly thunder axe on the ground, stretched out his hand and bit it hard, forced out two drops of essence blood, wrote two names in the void, and finally slid his hand hard to break up the two names: "From now on, I swear nonsense again, the contract is over!!"
Feeling the strangeness on his legs and right hand, the corners of Hu Yan's eyes were a little moist, his throat rolled, thinking back to the old days, he closed his eyes and turned his back to the two artifacts: "You guys go, from today on, I don't need you anymore." ”
The two artifacts suddenly turned white, and they conjured into two human figures, looking at the scarred nonsense in a complicated way, one of them wanted to say something, but was pulled by the other, and finally left only a word to take care, and then disappeared into the white light.
Hu Yan trembled with his back to the white light, and muttered in his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...."
Then he held the axe in both hands and looked at his old buddy: "I'm sorry, roar." ”
And in the sea of nonsense, a young man dressed in white smiled slightly: "I expected this day for a long time, but this day made me wait too late!"
Hu Yan laughed: "If you are still my artifact in the next life, we will definitely make a piece of our own heaven!"
Hearing this, the young man nodded: "Definitely!"
Hearing this, a heroic and hearty smile appeared on Hu Yan's pale face, and he turned to look at the vernacular behind him: "Protect Xiao Wu." ”
As he spoke, a layer of scarlet energy suddenly appeared all over his body, the energy became more and more intense, and Hu Yan's strength began to rise, and slowly, Hu Yan's skin began to crack.
"With the body of a demigod, with the might of the god of war, I sacrifice my own flesh and blood, burn essence blood, raise the name of my god of war, make an oath here, sign a contract, and the clan of the god of war will never back down!!" After saying that, Hu Yan's face was already full of cracks, his eyes were red, and he held an axe in both hands, and rushed to the bloodied macaque not far away with a roar!
The vernacular tastes are mixed and deeply looked at the last glance of the nonsense that rushed towards the macaque, turned around and left, and kept replaying the fragments of his youth in his mind, although the nonsense spoke straight and did not let people see, without a little heart, but he never gave up, that Xiao Wu was still a little girl who had been chasing behind that person, and the vernacular secretly clenched her fists and secretly swore that she would not let you die in vain, nonsense.
I'm afraid this is forever! Dark Sky's eyes were a little gloomy, and the bearded man had paid for his own life......
Isha looked at the nonsense that rushed towards the macaque with some confusion.
In the eyes of the Demon Riders, there was admiration.
Only Maihime looked at Hu Yan expressionlessly without a trace of waves, as if she had died of someone she didn't want to do.
"Let's go first. The vernacular looked at the crowd and said.