The night wind was howling, and Zhao Hu and the four-winged angel were one after the other, like two streamers, sliding rapidly across the sky, chasing over the vast earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four-winged angel is really powerful, constantly narrowing the distance between the two.

During the chase, he found that Zhao Hu's wings were very different from the general fallen wings, which were more thick and powerful, and the momentum he exuded was definitely above the fallen warriors, and there were hidden signs of reaching the level of a demon general. In his heart, he thought that he was a mutated degenerate, and secretly sneered, his true strength has been more than three thousand years!

No matter how the Fallen Man mutates, in the face of absolute strength, he will never be able to escape his Five Finger Mountain!

With a whoosh, Zhao Hu broke through the air and flew down on a lonely ice peak, crushing the hard ice like nails, his long hair fluttering, and a powerful aura permeated his body.

"Hahaha, lowly degenerate, why didn't you run away?" The four-winged angel laughed arrogantly, and the four wings flapped sharply, and landed gently on the peak a hundred meters away from the enemy. In his opinion, it was difficult for Zhao Hu to escape his pursuit, so he had no choice but to stop and prepare to fight hard.

"I, Zhao Hu, the four-winged birdman, report your name, and my subordinates will not die and be nameless!" Zhao Hu continued to use the tactics of provoking.

The four-winged angel said angrily: "You demon accomplice, traitor to the gods, you are a crow who is not even as good as a sparrow, remember, it was the four-winged war angel Sith who killed you!" ”

Among the angels, they are divided into two-winged angel warriors, four-winged war angels (equivalent to the demon general level), six-winged angels (equivalent to the lord level), eight-winged angels (equivalent to the demon king level) and other levels, and even higher ten-winged and twelve-winged angels, the more wings, the stronger the power.

The division of the power of the angel clan is compared with the ninth-level power system of the demon clan. It's just called differently.

"Thin? Sure enough, it stinks! Zhao Hu pursed his lips disdainfully.

As soon as Zhao Hu appeared, he continued to use the enraging tactics, provoking him to stay away from the Holy Tower where the space door was installed, and the personal attack again made the Sith jump like thunder, and with a roar, the powerful and incomparable fighting spirit filled the surface of his body, and with a kick of his feet, he turned into a cannonball, attacking the degenerate who made him furious.

"I'm in the way!"

Zhao Hu roared wildly, his palms contained surging energy, and he hurriedly sealed out.

"Peng!"

The earth-shattering roar erupted like thunder.

"Click!"

The ice under Zhao Hu's feet was torn apart, spreading rapidly like a spider's web, and the irresistible fierceness made him can't help but kick back a few steps, barely unloading the force of the stormy waves, and the demon's wings flew up quickly.

"Ryo!"

The huge rock under Zhao Hu's feet collapsed violently, cracking out a stone pit dozens of meters wide.

"What a powerful war angel!" Zhao Hu's first feeling was that it was difficult to fight against the Sith, although his true strength had reached the level of a demon general, and he had absorbed five hundred years of flame demon fighting qi, but after refining, only a hundred years of power remained, and in the face of a four-winged angel with a power of up to three thousand years, was he an opponent?

"Hahaha......"

A palm shook Zhao Hu back, and the refreshing feeling made Sith laugh loudly, Zhao Hu's true strength was really like stepping into the demon general level, and for some reason he didn't evolve a second pair of corresponding wings, which made him underestimate the true power of the fallen angel. However, as he thought, no matter how he mutated, he was no match for the Sith who had a strength of up to three thousand years!

"I'll escape-" Zhao Hu threw down a sentence to support the façade, flapped his wings and fled.

"With my Sith here, where can you flee?" Sith smiled with a sinister face, and the four wings flapped flexibly, intercepting Zhao Hu's way from several directions, up and down, left and right, and picking up the skills of flying, the fallen was not his opponent, and a feeling of cat and mouse arose.

"I'll fight with you!" Zhao Hu had red eyes and pounced with a wave of his palm.

The Sith Dama Golden Knife stood on a huge rock, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, his palms were full of strength, aimed at the split palms, snapped, and the fighting qi between the palms was inhaled, turning into a pool of sticky super glue, tightly sucking Zhao Hu's palms, and sneering: "Humble degenerate, I see how you can hide in Tibet again, why don't you kneel down and repent of your sins...... Huh......"

With his superb fighting spirit, he sucked Zhao Hu's palms, and reprimanded the betrayer of the Protoss with a good and perfect color, and suddenly the palm that collided with Zhao Hu's right palm, the deep concave and powerful aura, as if a tiny crack had been punctured, passed rapidly, almost allowing the cunning degenerate to break free and escape.

Sith was shocked, his five fingers were like a vice, and he grabbed Zhao Hu's right palm, no coincidence, Zhao Hu also opened his ten fingers, and grabbed Sith's hands without knowing whether he was alive or dead. The strong qi seemed to be pulled by a huge suction, and it disappeared quickly along the middle finger press.

The Sith was afraid that Zhao Hu would escape, and he was busy with his luck, and the greater the strength, the faster the fighting spirit disappeared, and he was puzzled in his heart, and when he looked up in surprise, he saw the fallen angel's black hair flying, his eyes were bright, and his eyes revealed a cunning mane that made him extremely unhappy, that kind of look, like a hunter who carefully arranged a trap and caught the most satisfactory prey!

The Sith was very unhappy with Zhao Hu's cunning eyes, which were the eyes that a weak man should not have for a strong man, and that look should have been shot by him, the real angel of God, not the dark angel of darkness who had fallen into darkness.

Sith snorted heavily, his arms burst out with a dense mist-like fighting light, and his palms clenched Zhao Hu's ten fingers tightly like steel claws, intending to explode those ten fingers in one fell swoop.

This move really worked, and Zhao Hu's face suddenly showed an extremely painful look, which made Sith very proud.

However, with the enhancement of the fighting spirit, the speed of passage increased rapidly, and the face of the Sith appeared solemn, with many years of rich experience in the battle, he knew that an unimaginable and extremely strange thing had happened to him, although he did not know the details, but he could feel that at this speed, within an hour, the fighting spirit of the penance in the body would be lost!

"Open!"

Sith frowned and shouted, his hands condensed a powerful aura, and he threw it out fiercely.

Zhao Hu reversed the weak posture of defense, and his ten iron-like fingers grabbed the Sith's palms and resisted his slash.

The flying fighting spirit, with the use of power like a broken embankment, surged out, and this phenomenon frightened the Sith's face pale.

The smug smile on Zhao Hu's face made the Sith feel like a beast trapped in a sinister trap.

Sperm sucking is really an unprecedented and unimaginable stunt, and the Sith never dreamed that there would be such an anti-heaven exercise in the world, and the contempt of just tens of seconds is no less than planting the bane of being controlled by others.

The anger in the Sith's heart was at its peak.

The long golden hair flew like a waterfall, and the Sith roared violently, pouring the fighting energy of his whole body, and the flames rushed outside the surface of the body, flashing fiercely, and with a flick, he actually threw Zhao Hu high into the air.

"Humble degenerate, dare to plot against me with evil magic, give me death!" Sith wrapped his hands around Zhao Hu and slammed into the hard rock.

This effort, the surging fighting spirit, like a surging flood, poured thousands of miles and submerged into the middle finger neuron of Zhao Hu's right hand.

"Smack!"

With a crisp explosion, Zhao Hu's legs were propped up on the rock, and the terrifying energy flowed down his legs and poured into the stone, shaking the stones and cracking them, and his robe shattered, turning into pieces of butterflies flying, revealing the lines of fine and strong muscles.

Zhao Hu withstood the full force of the Sith's madness!

"Ah......h

Sith faced the sky on his back and let out a beast-like roar, the muscles of his arms bulged like iron, and a powerful ball of fighting energy exploded from his palm, from the size of a fist, to the size of a watermelon in an instant.

"Hmph, dark degenerate, I will die with you!" The Sith roared viciously, how could there be a trace of angel's handsome demeanor?

On a cold moonlit night, that dazzling fighting spirit bomb exuded a terrifying aura!

Although the Sith claims to be ready to die together, it is really a psychological tactic, if you really want to lose both, self-explosion is undoubtedly the best choice, with his current strength, although he can't get rid of Zhao Hu's sperm absorption, he is completely able to implement self-explosion tactics, a near-death blow, and hit Zhao Hu hard.

In the bottom of his heart, there is still a trace of luck, thinking that the strength of three thousand years is far stronger than that of Zhao Hu, who has a hundred years of skill.

The fighting spirit bomb broke out, and with his strength, although he was inevitably affected, he was still under the ability to bear it!

Seeing that the rapidly expanding Douqi bomb was about to reach its extreme, it exploded, and something strange happened, it was rapidly shrinking.

Zhao Hu breathed nervously, sucking sperm to the limit, thousands of long black hair stood up like steel needles, and the muscles of his right hand trembled like water, it was the aftershock of the powerful fighting qi flow inhaled, if it weren't for the Holy Fire Blood Refining Blood Thickening and Expanding Blood Vessels, the blood vessels would have been overwhelmed by the lightning-like flow rate, and the roots would have burst.

As soon as the Dou Qi Bomb appeared, Zhao Hu used the essence to absorb the pure Dou Qi greedily, and it deflated before it swelled to the extreme.

Zhao Hu is already like an arrow, it is difficult to stop, once he stops, the Sith will never be wronged again. Ever since he faced the Sith, he has been constantly using the tactics of provocation and weakness, in order to succeed in sucking sperm. The game had been decided the moment he heard that there was a four-winged angel.

To be precise, one of the taboos of sperm absorption is not to absorb the fighting qi of different attributes, so as not to conflict with each other in the body, he has absorbed the flame demon fighting qi that has been refined for a hundred years, and can no longer absorb the angel fighting qi of the light attribute. But apart from this plan, Zhao Hu had no chance of defeating the Sith at all.