On the hilt of the sword, the bumps that had been designed to prevent slipping suddenly turned into spikes, piercing into the palm of the demon hunter, and even a few spikes stretched outward like living creatures, encircling the wrist and piercing into the veins.

Xu Yichen's special blood flowed into the interior of the war along these hollow metal spikes, constantly advancing along the reserved pipe.

"What are you doing? What is this? "The soul of the Bloodthirsty Dinox felt a little uneasy, this weapon called [War Scourge] was equivalent to its body, and now something suddenly appeared in its body that did not belong to it.

And there are special pipes to match this blood, all of which terrifies the bloodthirsty Dicks.

It was blood, and the bloodthirsty were called bloodthirsty because of their bloodthirsty desires that could never be satisfied, and they were the most favored demons of the blood god and the most efficient reapers under the blood god.

Blood is as important to them as sunlight is to humans.

But this blood from the sword-wielder made the bloodthirsty Dicks feel a sting, pain that went straight to the soul!

The blood is constantly rushing in the [Scourge of War], like a rushing river in the ears of Dinox, and it is a raging fire!

"What is this! No! Stop! "The soul gem where the soul of the Bloodthirsty Dinox resides was quickly soaked in the blood of the Demon Hunter, and the maddening pain caused the Bloodthirsty to scream!

It felt like throwing a skinned person into a pot of boiled concentrated sulfuric acid, and that person had the ability to live forever!

Without physical protection, the bloodthirsty Dicks who was directly sealed into the soul gem was the one who was skinned.

The unspeakable pain almost drove it insane, and although it was usually crazy enough, there was no time when it nearly disintegrated the soul of the Dinox like this one!

When the Bloodthirsty Dinox entered this world, the Bloodthirsty had not yet absorbed Xu Yichen's blood through Manolos, the Chosen Champion, so it was not immune to this special damage.

A huge amount of energy was squeezed out by the soul gem in the madness, and it was fed by the [War Scourge] itself!

The chainsaw sword, which was already running at high speed, suddenly doubled in speed, and let out a terrifying roar!

The terrifying noise from the scourge of war made even the tiny grit on the surrounding ground dance with it, and it was undoubtedly the most terrifying magic sound in the world for these aborigines who had never experienced industrial noise!

And this long-lost engine sound in the player's ears even reminds them of that distant homeland.

The Sword of Judgment is the standard weapon of angels, which has been in existence since thousands of years ago in the Dawn Church's account of the advent of angels.

It glows, is extremely hard, is extremely sharp, and can withstand high temperatures, but there is no detailed account of it in the history of the Church of Dawn.

The things of the gods are not to be looked at.

This is the collision between the weapons of the gods and the refined weapons forged by mortals, the contest between angels and mortals, the contest between faith and will, and the confrontation between idealists and materialists.

Of course, at this time, in the eyes of others, the staunch materialist, intern political commissar Xu Yichen's painting style is far more fantasy than that of angels.

For humans, there are some huge war scourges, all black, the golden wolf's head sword makes the whole weapon look murderous, and under the roar of the engine, the pair of wolf eyes continue to flash blood-like light.

On the other side, the sword of judgment in the angel's hand was slightly slender, and the sword body two and a half meters away was more like a spear in the face of the wide scourge of war.

In the mad screams of the bloodthirsty Dinox, the war scourge is like a muscle sports car with the most horsepower slamming the accelerator to the bottom!

No one can count how many times the bloodthirsty goldthirsty fangs cut the Sword of Judgment the moment the weapon came into contact!

The flying sparks are like a long river of crimson, and even the starry sky at night can't compare to the splendor of this time!

The scourge of overclocking slices into the blade of the Sword of Judgment in an instant, no more difficult than slicing tofu.

In the surprised eyes of the Holy Spirit Seventeen, the black war scourge was like a beast devouring the world, and it bit down on the sword of judgment fiercely, directly cutting it off.

The Sword of Judgment has been severed!

Holy Spirit Seventeen's near-mechanical consciousness faltered a little for a moment, he never thought that his weapon would be broken by a mortal weapon.

This is a shame that angels have never encountered!

The scene of the weapon being broken is just like the moment when the angel slashed the demon hunter in the past, but this time, the intern commissar will not make the mistake that the angel once made!

With an indomitable momentum, the War Scourge was once again rounded by the Demon Hunter after slashing the Sword of Judgment, slashing a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree trajectory through the air, and scorching sparks were splashed along with the high-speed rotating blade.

This time, the predetermined trajectory of the war scourge will be cut diagonally along the angel's right shoulder all the way to the left abdomen!

Demon hunters want to take advantage of the opportunity of the opponent to take off before they can kill with one blow!

Spirit Seventeen retreated in time, but the Demon Hunter who had turned on the [Red Hour] had no speed inferior to him, and took a big step forward to catch up.

The blood of the angel was also red, and the sharp teeth wrapped in pure gold touched the angel's skin, so that the messenger from heaven left blood in the mortal world.

Red blood is no different from mortal blood, and in the face of power, divinity is no more noble than human nature.

When they fall to the ground, get dirty, and are trampled on by iron shoes, they are all the same dirty.

At that moment, Xu Yichen felt that the wails of the bloodthirsty Dinox in his ears had become beautiful, and a stronger will looked at him through the scourge of war.

It was the Lord of the Skulls on the other side of the distant plane, the eternal master of the Bloodthirsty, Fearful, who held a wine cup made of skulls in his hand, drank the blood of the angels, and smiled contentedly.

There was a new and fresh sacrifice that would eventually belong to the sadists, and it tasted so sweet that the sadists smiled a little.

But the smile soon stopped.

As the Demon Hunter stopped spinning in the war, the Sharp Tooth gradually slowed down with the unwilling roar of the engine.

A large amount of blood was carried out by the sharp teeth along their own curved arcs, mixed with shredded flesh and bone residue.

In just a split second, the scourge of war tore a huge wound twenty centimeters deep on the angel's body, and the veins and muscles twisted and mixed together.

The bones of the Holy Spirit XVII were as strong as metal, and the sharp teeth of the war calamity continued to cut at his bones, and the severe pain caused the angel to tremble with the vibrations of the war.

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