Chapter 121: The Battle of the Archangels

The smoke and dust slowly fell, and Long Yi's voice gradually became clear, standing aside with two long swords, gasping for breath. Although the dodge at that moment seemed simple, it was very important for mental strength and timing.

As long as one is not careful, it will fall short, if it is too early, Lemuel will react early, if it is too late, he will not have a chance to get out, and he must resist Lemuel's full force in the middle of the day, and then it will be himself who falls to the ground.

This trick just now just came to my mind, but fortunately, I grasped the timing just right this time. Long Yi took a deep breath and slightly recovered his mental and physical strength. Perform the ability again.

The art of gold is fully opened! The metal molecules within a radius of 100 meters were extracted by Long Yi in an instant. A short sword appeared beside Long Yi and shot towards the big pit under Long Yi's control.

"Bang bang!" Countless short swords smashed into the pit, and the dust that had faded away was confused again.

This kind of sword attack lasted for a full ten minutes, and the metal molecules in this space were all evacuated by Long Yi, and the earth had already lost its original appearance and was cut into pieces.

"Huhuhu." The consumption of Long Yi's physical strength in these ten minutes of sword fighting was also huge, and Long Yi was gasping for breath at this moment. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Long Yi raised his eyelids and looked at Lemuel's condition in the pit.

The smoke and dust in the sky gradually fell, not only Long Yi, but also Xuanyuan Mei and Han Xue were also concerned about Lemuel's situation.

"There hasn't been any movement yet, is it really ......" Han Xue has been paying attention to the battle situation here, and when the smoke and dust cleared, there was still no movement in the pit, Han Xue looked at Long Yi in shock, could it be that he really broke the law that has been unchanged for thousands of years, and killed an angel in the sky stage with a condensation high stage!

Xuanyuan Mei also frowned, she had no doubts that Long Yi could kill Lemuel, Long Yi was a person who created miracles and broke myths. She just felt that things shouldn't be that simple.

Sure enough, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a protective cover surrounded by feathers appeared in everyone's eyes.

Lemuel was a little stunned when he hit the ground, when had he ever suffered such a big loss? Just as he came back to his senses and was about to teach Long Yi a lesson, he felt countless short swords shooting at him. At this critical juncture, Lemuel hurriedly spread his wings and formed an encirclement to protect his body.

After the sword strike, Lemuel retracted his wings, the angel's wings were not only used for flight, but also the angel's hardest protective barrier.

Slowly flying up from the ground, the breath of the whole body slowly climbed. As the authority of the archangel was challenged, Lemuel was in a very bad mood, and he wanted to tell Long Yi that there were people he could not provoke.

"Isn't it really good?" Han Xue looked at the slowly floating figure, and the aura she felt from him made her heart palpitate.

"Cunning Oriental! Do you know what you did? If you provoke the authority of an archangel, then you must be ready to die! There was a deep anger in Lemuel's words, and he had already sentenced Long Yi to death in his heart.

Seeing that Lemuel was unscathed under the ten-minute sword attack, Long Yi was also slightly stunned, but he quickly adjusted his mentality. If he is defeated by himself like this, is he still a strong man in the Imperial Sky Period? Of course, that's what makes it challenging.

Hurriedly adjusted his state, Long Yi's double swords drew a sword flower and slashed to both sides, and a breath spread to both sides, and the corners of Long Yi's clothes were blown to the sound of hunting.

Long Yi's fighting spirit is high at the moment!

The momentum exuded by Long Yi was dissipated by an invisible momentum when it reached Lemuel. Looking at Long Yi indifferently, Lemuel opened his mouth and spit out a few words: "I pronounce your death on behalf of God!" As Lemuel said the word "death", his momentum instantly climbed to the peak, and an even more powerful momentum suddenly came out, and the air around him was awe-inspiring. The momentum blew through Long Yi, and Long Yi's body swayed in the wind.

For a moment, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be forbidden, and there was silence without a single sound. But the next moment, the two moved at the same time!

A whirlwind erupted from the soles of Long Yi's feet, and his body rushed upward, and Lemuel's wings shook backwards violently, and his body swooped downward.

"Bang!" The two collided in mid-air, Lemuel smashed down with a pair of iron fists, and Long Yi's two swords crossed into a cross to block the iron fist. Lemuel was stronger, and the downward dive bonus was greater, and Long Yi fell directly downwind for a while, and his body fell down sharply.

Long Yi was pressed closer and closer to the ground, if he was smashed to the ground like this, he would suffer! Ten meters above the ground, Long Yi's gravitational force was fully open, and his body retreated sharply backwards, and with the power of Lemuel's rapid downward pressure, Long Yi popped backwards.

"Are you just going to run away?" Lemuel looked at Long Yi who had withdrawn from the distance with disdain.

"Humph!" Long Yi snorted coldly, his momentum skyrocketed, and he rushed towards Lemuel with his twin swords.

The twin swords broke through the wind, and Lemuel only lightly raised his hand to block it, and the long sword slashed at Lemuel's unsuspecting wrist. The picture of the severed wrist did not appear, but the long sword let out a crisp wail, and the long sword slashed on Lemuel's wrist and broke!

"Humph!" Lemuel let out a low snort of disdain, and his other hand clenched into a fist against Long Yi's chest. Long Yi couldn't dodge, his chest was hit squarely, and his body flew backwards in an instant.

"I can't help myself!" Lemuel's body soared, and a pair of iron fists slammed towards Long Yi like a rain.

A punch in the chest made Long Yi's brain suddenly a little dazed, in a haze he saw Lemuel rushing forward, Long Yi subconsciously waved his sword to resist, and the rusty sword danced out a few sword flowers in front of him, blocking Lemuel's falling iron fist.

The blow that interrupted Long Yi's long sword just now, and now he was even more disdainful of the rusty sword that Long Yi was dancing, Lemuel ignored the rusty sword swung by Long Yi, and continued to punch forward with both fists. But the sudden burst of powerful energy from the Rusty Sword made Lemuel's heart feel cold, and an unstoppable feeling rose in his heart. Lemuel hurriedly withdrew his hand, but was still slashed by the sword of the rusty sword.

Taking a few steps back in the air, Lemuel looked at his scratched arm, traces of blood flowed out of the wound, Lemuel looked at Long Yi, who had come back to his senses, and was shocked, "What is that sword!" You can hurt yourself! But what shocked Lemuel even more was that he couldn't get the wound to heal, and blood flowed from the wound like no money.

"No, I'll die of bleeding if I continue like this!" Lemuel looked at Long Yi, and the killing intent was suddenly raised, he wanted to fight quickly and then go to the archangel for help.

Lemuel's momentum instantly climbed to its peak, his left hand rose, a flash of light flashed, and a streamer longbow was held in his hand. The right hand rests on the string and pulls back, and a ray of light shoots forward from the palm, and an arrow of light rests on the string.

Looking at the other side, the battle situation on the side of the Loulan thieves is also very anxious, under the siege of the angel guards, the Loulan thieves can't take too much advantage, and they can't defeat those angel guards for a while.

Standing in the air and looking at the fierce battle below, the old man of the black horn had no intention of going down to help the battle. He was waiting, waiting for the arrival of the angelic powerhouse, and it was an insult to his dignity for a person of his stature to deal with those angelic guards.

"Here we are." The old man with the black horn suddenly raised the corner of his eye and looked into the air. There, an angel in a white robe slowly descended from the sky.

On the other side, Han Xue also found a burly angel wearing heavy armor beside him. Behind him there were more than a dozen angels of great strength.