Chapter 47: Moths to the Fire
didn't take it seriously, he casually sent out an attack, and he didn't even aim at it, and he directly fired an AOE, which was to destroy everything in front of him.
Every ray of light brought the aura of destruction, such a large-scale attack, Wang Zhumo, Jing Tianming, and Kasumi could not exert their flexibility, and only Kinomoto Sakura in the back could resist.
The wand floats in front of Kinomoto Sakura, and she must use all her strength in the face of this sudden and formidable enemy.
With the explosion of Kinomoto Sakura's power, before the attack arrived, the space in front of Kinomoto Sakura suddenly shattered, there were no creatures, no air, no space, there was nothingness, and in the eyes of Wang Zhudemon, there was endless darkness.
The light entered this void, and suddenly seemed to lose all its strength and froze, no longer moving forward, the angel saw this void, waved his hand to stop the attack, and the light behind continued to move forward until it merged with the light in front of it into points of light, and countless points of light in the void were dotted in it like stars.
The points of light exploded one after another, and the violent energy failed to spread to the surroundings, the concept of the surrounding space had disappeared, and the energy of the points of light exploded at one point and then disappeared.
The void dispersed, and Wang Zhumo, Kasumi, and Jing Tianming also began to seize the opportunity to attack.
Flying has been the dream of human beings since ancient times, and in the era of science and technology, human beings have replaced it with airplanes, and whether it is Xianxia or magic novels, flying is an important ability.
It has to be said that accustomed to walking on land, although the flying ability is very strong, few people will go specifically to develop the corresponding ability.
Facing the enemy who jumped more than ten meters high to attack him, the angel's way of dealing with it was very simple, his wings flapped, and he instantly rose dozens of meters, condescending, ready to see how the enemy fell.
Wang Zhumo and Jing Tianming tapped on Kasumi's hand, and continued to rise with the help of recoil. This makes the angel's relaxed mind nervous.
Jing Tianming didn't pay attention to the lightsaber drawn by the angel, and devoted himself to the attack that was about to be sent, merging the spirit and the sword into one, and the next sword would be a killing sword.
In the face of Jing Tianming's rushing attack, the angel did not dodge, the first dodge was enough, his pride did not allow him to dodge again and again, he wanted to kill the enemy with a frontal attack.
Assassin's swordsmanship - White Rainbow Sun
Nie Zhengzhi's assassination of Han puppet also, white rainbow through the sun.
Legend has it that Nie Zheng assassinated Han Puppet, and a white light rushed towards the sun.
This is a moth to a fire, or a resurrection from the dead.
No one knows until the winner is decided.
There is only one end for moths to fight fire, which is to be burned to ashes by the fire. Jing Tianming was not burned to ashes, but he had already been dismantled.
The strength of the angel surpasses that of a single gamer, although Jing Tianming's assassin swordsmanship is good at dealing with a single enemy, but in the face of an enemy who can't break the defense, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it is useless.
This sword, which fuses the essence of Jing Tianming's swordsmanship, has attracted the attention of angels who also use swords, and they are also masters of swordsmanship.
The lightsaber swung at a speed beyond what could be seen by the naked eye, Jing Tianming's body was cut at will like rags, and with the last sword, a sword flower bloomed on his body, detonating Jing Tianming's body into countless pieces of flesh.
Jing Tianming's encounter did not affect Wang Zhumo's movements, after the angel converged his strength, Wang Zhumo found an opportunity to use the pocket cut to stab out a sword, this sword king Zhumo did not have such a comfortable return, the strength, the angle was not bad, and it perfectly pierced the heart of the angel.
If the angel were human, he would be dead, but he is an angel after all.
Pulling his body out of the sword without care, the angel was still floating in the sky, and at this time, Wang Zhumo fell down together with Jing Tianming's countless pieces of flesh due to inertia.
The scene was a bit bloody, but Wang Zhumo believed that Jing Tianming would not die so easily, just as he thought that the angel would survive his fatal blow.
There's no way, in this era, I don't dare to come out to fight without resurrection.
The resurrection of the angel was very simple, a white light sprinkled on the angel from the sky, the angel who had been pierced through the heart became vigorous again, and the weakened breath returned to its peak.
And Jing Tianming's resurrection is a bit peculiar, with the landing of Wang Zhumo, Jing Tianming's countless pieces of meat have been combined together, piecing together Jing Tianming's broken body, and it can barely be seen that it is a person.
At this moment, Wang Zhumo had not found any signs of Jing Tianming's resurrection, but the next time was to witness the miracle.
A black cloth came out of nowhere to cover Jing Tianming's tattered body, and a pair of jade hands held the black cloth and lifted it open.
When Wang Zhumo was still judging whether this woman who suddenly appeared was friend or foe, Jing Tianming on the ground had already stood up with a leap, Wang Zhumo's eyes turned to Jing Tianming's body, the skin on his body was smooth and soft, like a twenty-eight girl, not to mention compared with the tattered body just now, and it was also different from before the battle.
Put down Jing Tianming's strange resurrection first, look at the angel in the sky, and then look at the woman holding Jing Tianming.
Jing Tianming and the woman hugged each other, and their tongues were entangled together unobediently.
Wang Zhumo's eyes were already blind, and he received 1W point fatal damage.
Afraid that if this continued, the two of them would have to strike first in front of the boss, so Wang Zhumo resolutely stopped the two.
"Wait a minute, the enemy hasn't been dealt with yet, it's not appropriate."
Ending a long tongue kiss, Jing Tianming pointed in the direction of Kinomoto Sakura and said, "It doesn't matter, our aid Jun has arrived." ”
Kinomoto Sakura had also come to the battlefield at this time, and there were two people behind her, familiar and unfamiliar.
Familiar with nature is Arthur Pendragon with a sunny smile on his face, and next to him is a boy with eyes in his hands, holding a PSP in both hands, playing as he walks, completely unconcerned about the things around him.
Arthur's arrival made Wang Zhumo very happy, but when he saw the boy with glasses, Wang Zhumo's eyes were blind again.
"Does Katsuragi Katsura have combat effectiveness?" Full of doubts, Wang Zhumo quietly asked Jing Tianming next to him.
"Don't be misled by the image in the anime, he has a very special ability in this game, and he is a real god in a sense."
Looking at Jing Tianming's solemn face, linked to his consistent style, Wang Zhumo buried his doubts deep in his heart, carefully observed Guimu Guima, and wanted to find a clue from it.
However, after looking at it for a long time, I didn't see anything famous, so I had to put away my curiosity and focus on the angel in the air.