Rumble!!!

A tall, dark yellow figure was thrown out of the way, smashing a nearby wall to pieces, a mall that was now empty, with only a few survivors hiding in the corner and starting to shake.

"Damn it!"

Pale Fang let out an angry roar from his mouth and leapt from the ruins, several scratches on his chest turned out, and still dripping magma-like material downward, falling to the ground and melting into small charred black pits.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He roared angrily and strode out outside, originally thinking about the yin man, but he was actually turned against yin by the other party, or by the same means, this is simply a slap in the face, and it is almost swollen.

"Why do you have to force me!"

But as soon as he rushed out, he was confronted by the sword of judgment that pulled out a huge streamer, and Lu En held the sword in all four arms, and attacked him in a furious manner, gritting his teeth and seeming to have a common enmity with the pale fangs.

Snort!

One blade after another fell towards the Pale Fang with great force, leaving deep marks on the ground around him, and the Pale Fang had suffered the loss of the Sword of Judgment, and for a moment could only retreat wildly without temper, one eye wide open.

Do you use a sword like that?

This is clearly smashing with brute force!

His heart was full of grievances, and he watched as Lu En's four arms took turns wielding the Sword of Judgment like a windmill, splashing countless flame magma in all directions, retreating again and again, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Smash it, smash it, now let you be arrogant for a while.

He sneered secretly in his heart, retreated into the mall without hesitation, and crashed out of the inner wall again, suddenly changing his strategy, that is, he did not intend to confront Lu En head-on.

After the battle just now, although he was very reluctant to admit it, Pale Fang had to face up to the human in front of him who he considered to be a low-level creature, at least in terms of physical strength, the two were on par with, or even surpass him.

It is mainly reflected in Luen's terrifying self-healing ability.

But this does not mean that he will obediently admit defeat, any strength has a price, he does not believe that Lu En's state can be maintained forever, especially since he also feels the smell of incompatibility with Lu En from the Sword of Judgment, and is even more convinced that Lu En will not last.

Forcibly condensing so many flame swords would definitely mean a huge amount of consumption, and when he couldn't support it, it would be the moment of Pale Fang's counterattack!

He was able to condense the Thunder War Spear as a means of attack, so he had a detailed understanding of the disadvantages of this attack method, even if he was unable to maintain the consumption of two Thunder War Spears for a long time, not to mention the four giant swords that turned like a big windmill in Luen's hand.

Sure enough, it's a low-level creature, and the final victory must be mine!

A winning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his body fled in a hurry in the frenzied attack of Lune, like a lost dog.

Half a minute later.

Pale Fang had been chased by Luen with his sword for two streets, and the ground along the way was pitted, as if it had been bombarded by a cannonball, and his smile was a little stiff.

...... Some strength can still be maintained.

A minute and a half later.

The smile on his face had faded away, and he squeezed through a small door, and four swords of judgment fell behind him in turn, smashing the entire wall and the door into a large hole, narrowly slashing through his back, leaving a burning scar.

Impossible, why is he still able to hold on!

Pale Fang's face was a little pale, and he gritted his teeth secretly, doubts swelled in his heart, but he still comforted himself and strengthened his judgment.

This guy is just holding on, and soon he will be weakened, and he will not even be able to move a finger, and he will be slaughtered by me!

Three minutes later.

Pale Fang's expression was solemn, he had already forgotten all his delusions, and when Lu En attacked again, he suddenly did not dodge again, but roared wildly, his body jumped a lot taller, and a strong dark yellow aura erupted from his body, and he violently counterattacked towards Lu En!

Because he found that if he continued like this and let Lu En attack, he could really ...... Will die!

It was impossible for him to dodge every attack of Luen, not to mention that Luen still had as many as four arms, so after a few minutes, his body was already covered with scorched black and large and small scars, and the burning breath permeated it, preventing the wound from healing.

Accumulated like this, I'm afraid that he will fall to the ground first before Lu En finishes consumption.

Rumble!

Lu En was used to running after each other, Leng Bufan was counterattacked by the Pale Fang, and the two swords of judgment flew out of his hands, but he reacted extremely quickly, and instantly blocked the attack with the remaining giant sword, and a huge force came out of the sword, making him can't help but take a few big steps back, and spiderweb-like cracks and footprints appeared on the ground.

"Not running away?"

But it wasn't a big deal, pulling out two flame greatswords from the void again, he pointed at the pale fangs, and grinned, "That's right, let's have a fair duel!"

Looking at the four swords of judgment burning in Lu En's hand, and then looking at his own empty, scaly palms that were still a little charred, the corners of his pale fangs twitched, and the killing intent boiled in his single eye.

"It's just a low-level creature that has pushed me to this point......"

Transparent mucus began to flow from the gaps in the dark yellow scales of his body, the flames on his body gradually extinguished, the wounds healed quickly, his tail flicked at will, deep scratches appeared on the walls around him, and his face was hideous.

"It wasn't originally for you, since you're looking for death, let's let you taste it first, the taste of fear!"

Bang!

From the void in front of him, countless dark yellow substances suddenly poured out, among which countless arms, claws, tentacles and the like poked out and retracted, outlined into a shape similar to a gear, and dense compound eyes emerged from the surface of the gear, staring partly at Luen, but partly, staring at the pale fangs.

"Go devour him, Kuaaron!"

Pale Fang's face changed, and he stretched out his finger to point at Luen, and at the same time stepped back slightly, obviously a little jealous of the monster named Kuaaron.

Luen's expression was also a little solemn, countless blood mist drifted from the wings behind him, looking at this gear monster, the Sword of Judgment held a sword flower in his hand, and suddenly pulled out a long flame!

Boom!

Luen's figure disappeared in place, and in the face of this strange and powerful monster, he chose to strike first!

Poof!

The clear tearing sound and the obscure sensation in his hand at the same time indicated that he had hit the target, but there was a strong shock on Luen's face.

A lava-flowing sword tip peeked through the back of the pale fang, and the blood that flowed down the wound was instantly evaporated and sneered.

He had a look of consternation similar to that of Luen, and his expression was intensely incredulous as he looked at Kuarun, the gear monster who dodged to the side and suddenly exposed himself!

"You ......"

Poof!!

There was another tear, and without hesitation, Luen slid another greatsword of judgment through the jaw of Pale Fang, burrowing out of the top of his head, and his facial features burst out with flames and lava.

The die is cast.

It was only at this moment that the countless compound eyes on the gear monster Kualun turned, landing on the wings and blood-colored robes behind Luen, sending spiritual fluctuations towards Luen, and his tone was humble.

"Great presence, Kualen is willing to serve you. ”