Boom Boom Boom!

In the cloud-covered sky, sparks burst out like fireworks in the night sky, constantly illuminating the night.

At the place where the firelight erupted most intensely, a white figure loomed in the middle of it, and his speed was already so fast that the naked eye couldn't keep up with it, leaving only countless afterimages.

Wang Tu held the Red Crystal Long Sword in his right hand and the Flaming Silver Spear in his left hand, and swung his hands thousands of times a second, constantly blocking the five Knights of the Round Table teamed up to storm attacks.

Lancelot stood in the air a few hundred meters away from the main battlefield, looking at the white figure with one enemy and five enemies, and he didn't fall behind at all, and unconsciously clenched the knight's spear in his hand.

"It's really capable, white-clothed sword immortal. ”

From the pitch-black mask, Lancelot gritted his teeth.

And farther away from the main battlefield, the golden energy and blood-red sword qi continued to collide, making a violent sound.

Huang Yuanzhi turned his wrist, and the dust in his hand continued to draw various patterns in the air, and from that pattern, one spell energy after another shot out, attacking all corners of Gao Wen's body.

However, although Gawain was wearing heavy armor, his body was as light as a swift, and he ran towards where Huang Yuanzhi was standing, constantly twisting his body, spinning to dodge those majestic spell energy, and let out a penetrating mockery.

"Hahahaha!"

"I thought this long-awaited lore order would be some kind of big shot! It turned out to be just a waste who had just entered the divine realm!"

"And you, the subordinate of the waste, are the waste of the waste!"

"Forcibly twisting the garbage that entered the god realm, why are you challenging me as a knight of the Round Table, Gawain?"

Huang Yuanzhi's face sank, his hands clasped together and pinched the magic technique, and five hundred-meter-long golden pillars of light appeared around him.

"Seal!"

With Huang Yuan's loud shout, five golden pillars of light changed their shapes in the air, turning into a huge square cage and rushing towards the location where Gao Wen had attacked.

"It's not enough to see!"

The sharp bayonet flipped in his hand, swept over the four corners of the cage, and instantly sliced Huang Yuanzhi's spell into countless golden shards!

Ignoring the shocked Huang Yuanzhi, Gao Wen sneered and raised his bayonet, pointed the tip of the knife at Huang Yuanzhi's chest, and spoke.

"Poor worm of God Realm Xiaocheng, let me teach you what the sealing spell should look like. ”

In the next second, without any warning, a small square purple black hole suddenly appeared on Huang Yuanzhi's chest!

"What?"

Huang Yuanzhi was shocked, and just wanted to urge the internal force to break free, the black hole suddenly exploded, and countless purple-black rays radiated from Huang Yuanzhi's chest like the refraction of light, covering the area of dozens of square meters around Huang Yuanzhi's body.

Sou!

A sound like a void sounded, and Huang Yuanzhi's whole person was entangled in his body like a black snake by the purple-black folded line, and he couldn't move at all.

No matter how Huang Yuanzhi urged the mana, the broken line that distorted the space was not moved at all, and his body was imprisoned to death.

"The feeling of this space seal is really addictive. ”

With a raging smile on his face, Gawain turned his head to look at the main battlefield behind him.

"Next, it's your turn. ”

Click!

Suddenly, a sky-piercing red meteor slammed through his shoulder!

In the face of this sudden blow, Gawain's body took half a step back before taking precedence over his reflex arc.

It was this half-step that caused the Deadly Flying Sword, which would have pierced his right chest, to deviate a little from its tracks and pierce his right shoulder.

"Ahh

Grief leaked from his mouth, and blue, viscous blood continued to flow from the hole in his right shoulder. Gawain raised his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring angrily at the man who was in a one-on-five situation, and could still use his flying sword to take his own life.

The blade of the bayonet erupted with dark blue sword aura, and Gawain roared and rushed towards the location of the king's disciple.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, you actually dare to hurt my body?"

"I'm going to cut off your head, rip off your skin, and hang it in the highest column of my collection!"

......

At this moment, thousands of meters away in the air, above the dark clouds, a group of men in different costumes stood scattered in the air, the clouds blurred their figures, and no one could see their specific appearance.

They are strong men from all over the world, and when they heard that the white-clothed sword immortal and the spell ancestor were fighting here, they came to the scene to watch this rare scene in a hundred years.

"The white-clothed sword immortal is worthy of his name. ”

"With the strength of God Realm Xiaocheng, against the six Knights of the Round Table at the peak of the God Realm, it is still very strong. ”

The man in the middle looked coldly at the battlefield thousands of meters away, and slowly spoke, and a tall man next to him heard it and said with his mouth open.

"Indeed, this talent, let alone Huaguo, even if you look at the whole world, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a second person. ”

"It's a pity that I think very highly of myself, I don't know what to do, I think that I am invincible in this world, so I provoke the Spell Ancestor. ”

"Today, he will surely die. ”

As if what he was talking about was not an inference, but an established fact, the tall man continued with a calm face.

"According to the rumors of my ancestors, thousands of years ago, when the Ancestor of Spells had galloped the world, he was revered as the Sea Ancestor and regarded as the patron saint of Europe. ”

"Haizu has been sleeping for thousands of years, and he will never make a move unless there is a catastrophe in Europe. ”

"This time, I'm afraid that not only the white-clothed sword immortal, but even the Hua Kingdom behind him will suffer a bloody baptism. ”

"It's really so strong, I think that the white-clothed sword fairy has not fallen behind in the face of Nicholas, which has been carefully cultivated by the United States. ”

A thin man on the left couldn't help but speak, and the tall man just shook his head.

"Nicholas, that's just a waste who has been forcibly promoted to the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm with countless elixirs and has a little bit of the power of the Immortal Gate, which is not at all comparable to a finger of Haizu. ”

"Not to mention that these thirteen Knights of the Round Table are all at the peak of the God Realm, that Hai Ancestor's cultivation has lasted for thousands of years, and no one knows how terrifying it is. ”

The man in the middle nodded.

"It is said that hundreds of years ago, Haizu had already broken through the divine realm and touched the threshold of the earth immortals. ”

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen people showed shocked looks on their faces.

"Didn't the last Earth Immortal of the Earth die three hundred years ago?"

"Because of this, on this planet, except for organizations like the Inquisition, I'm afraid that no one can stop Haizu from doing what he wants to do. ”

The man in the middle let out a long sigh and finally spoke.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to see how the white-clothed sword immortal would behave after stepping into the immortal gate. ”

"Now it seems that that day will probably never come. ”

......

Clang!

The flaming silver spear swirled in the king's hands, and the sharp silver tip shook all of Geraint's and Galahad's attacks away!

Instead of showing an unhappy expression, Geraint and Galahad laughed, as if they had expected it, opened their wrists, and slammed into the king's body.

Even the Wang disciple, when he encountered this suicidal behavior, he was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Then, as if they had expected it, Gahoris and Bose instantly appeared on the right side of his body, and two sharp knightly swords stabbed towards the two dead corners on the right side of his body.

"Hmph. ”

Wang Tu snorted coldly, turned his body in the air at an incredible speed, and the red crystal long sword and the flame silver spear came out together, and the whole person hung upside down in the air, blocking the rapid attack of the two from the dead end.

In the next second, Gawain and Gareth appeared in front of and behind the king's disciple, and the bayonet and long sword were aimed at his chest and stabbed at his chest at the same time.

Rumble!

Blazing flames burst through the air.

In the midst of the smoke, the figure of a man in white suddenly retreated to a distance of one or two meters from the battlefield.

Wang Tu stood in the air, his hands lucky, repairing the organs that had been damaged in the attack just now. A trail of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the members of the Wang League widened their eyes one by one, revealing expressions of disbelief.

"The alliance leader is actually injured?"

The king disciple who was unscathed in the face of Nicholas was facing the encirclement and suppression of the six knights of the Round Table at the peak of the God Realm at this moment, and gradually began to be invincible.

Looking at the appearance of the king's disciple, Gawain laughed out loud.

"The white-clothed sword immortal, I still think you are not bad. ”

"It turns out that the same mortal body will be injured. ”

"yes. ”

Wang Tu raised his right hand holding the sword, gently wiped away the blood with the back of his hand, and spoke.

"I am indeed mortal, but are you not the same?"

Poof!

Just as Gawain was pondering what the king meant, a huge hole suddenly opened in his chest, and viscous blood splattered out of it, and Gawain's eyes widened.

The other five Knights of the Round Table were the same, their shoulders, arms, necks, and each of the Knights of the Round Table's hard-armored bodies cracked.

In shock, they saw that behind Wang Tu, there were actually two figures standing.

One is a crimson Flame Warlord.

One is a gray-black ghost of the Morimori.

Then, the unthinkable happened.

Their figures gradually blurred, and finally merged together. Then, the body of the king disciple slowly rose into a pitch-black flame!

The first and second soul tiers are activated at the same time!!