"You thought angel projection was that simple. ”

Looking at Hilde's nervous smiling face and the madness hidden under his calm gaze, just when Ning Fan was puzzled, he only heard Heard chanting, "Holy Light Salvation!"

"Light Redemption, what the hell is this?"

Ning Fan's eyes were suspicious, he had been on guard for a few seconds, but it was still windy and warm here, and he couldn't see the slightest sign of attack.

Noticing the white eyes floating out of Hilde's head, Ning Fan teased, "Old fellow, your head is smoking." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Fan rushed forward.

The closer he got to Hilde, the slower Ning Fan's speed became, gradually revealing his body.

"This old guy is really afraid of death. He used so much holy power. ”

With himself as the center, Hilde arranged countless layers of holy power walls in all directions.

At this moment, Ning Fan, who unfolded the protective shield, was like a golden bullet, constantly breaking through these invisible walls, and the effect looked like bullet time.

Finally, when Ning Fan broke through the layers of shackles and came to Hilde, a blazing holy light suddenly erupted from the latter's body.

The sudden impact shook Ning Fan back a distance of three meters.

"It's ......"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ning Fan's eyes were surprised.

The robes that Hilde was wearing disappeared at some point, replaced by a pure white suit of armor.

The most striking thing is that Hilde's back actually grows two wings of light.

Looking at the birdman in front of him, Ning Fan touched his face depressedly.

Hilde's old face was now young and handsome, and his features were perfectly carved without any flaws.

If you look closely, you can find that Hilde at this time is somewhat similar to the angel projection just now, and the eyebrows are somewhat similar.

Hilde said softly, "This is my strongest form, the two-winged angel. ”

Not only has the appearance changed, but even the voice is very different.

Hilde's magnetic voice is like the crisp and pleasant sound of a spring flowing through the mountains.

"The old man becomes a beautiful man. How many straight men are you going to bend? Rinima is disgusting. ”

Just as Ning Fan was complaining, Hilde bent down gracefully and made a noble etiquette. "Now please die!"

When Hilde straightened his body again, the combat boots under his feet kicked towards the void, and the huge force under his feet seemed to shatter the space, and cracks like spider webs appeared.

The rift appears and disappears quickly, and the moment Hilde disappears, the broken rift is restored.

"What a speed!"

Ning Fan was shocked.

In the battle just now, the speed of the two can be said to be evenly matched.

However, Hilde, who was in the form of a two-winged angel, was already showing much faster than Ning Fan at this moment.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could only see a vague figure.

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the holy sword in Hilde's hand easily cut through Ning Fan's divine power shield.

Then the blade of the sword entered the body, cutting Ning Fan's bone in half.

Hilde, who succeeded in one blow, was not greedy for merit, and turned into a streamer to widen the distance between him and Ning Fan.

Looking at the golden flames burning on the holy sword, Hilde said lightly, "Your power is indeed weird, you can actually devour my holy power, but ......"

"That's all there is to it!"

As the words fell, the Holy Sword suddenly erupted with a brilliant white light, and the golden flames were instantly extinguished by the surging white light.

"Next time it's your heart. ”

Hield raised the corner of his eye and directly said the direction of the next attack.

"Hmph. The master's good head is waiting for you to cut it off. ”

Ning Fan sneered again and again, and there was sarcasm in his eyes.

The white streamer streaked through, and Ning Fan stretched out his hands violently and grabbed towards the void.

"Play in front of me, don't forget, in front of tactics, the Chinese are your ancestors. ”

Ning Fan's hands were like golden gestures, holding the holy sword that cut to his neck.

Hilde, the old yinbi, deliberately let the wind out, saying that attacking Ning Fan's heart was actually planning to cut off his head.

Both of them are currently non-human powerhouses, and ordinary vital attacks simply don't work.

Just like Ning Fan's head was hit by a sword just now, the wound extended from the center of his eyebrows to his chest, and the whole person was almost split in half.

But in the state of the gods, he simply pulled Ning Fan back from the brink of death.

It was precisely because of these thoughts that Ning Fan didn't believe Hilde's words at all, and only protected his head.

Ning Fan didn't know and didn't dare to try, after his head fell off, would he still be safe.

"So what? Do you think you're going to have a chance of winning?"

Hilde sneered, and the holy sword in his hand began to spin at high speed,

The sharp blade was like a drill, cutting Ning Fan's palms into the flesh and blood.

Under the influence of divine power, the lost flesh is being restored at an alarming rate.

"Give up resistance. I'll be able to keep you a whole corpse. ”

"Are you done farting? ”

Forcibly enduring the pain of his wrist piercing his heart, Ning Fan exerted all his strength in his hand, and the surging divine power spread outward from his palm, wrapping the holy sword layer by layer.

"It's now. Reverse the Light. ”

The white wings of light on Hilde's back turned black in an instant.

Countless black feathers struck Ning Fan like a rain of arrows.

In this range of close delays, Ning Fan didn't have time to resist at all, and was beaten into a sieve again.

But this attack is different from the Holy Light.

Ning Fan frowned and stared at the secret wound on his body.

The black feathers seemed to have a corrosive effect, and Ning Fan's wound was a strange dark brown.

The divine power seems to be unable to help the injury for a while, and the black light at the wound cannot appear.

Losing the nourishment of divine power, the flesh and blood at the wound began to rot and stink.

"This is not Holy Force!"

Ning Fan's expression changed, and with the corrosive intensity displayed by the black light, the state of the god general might not be able to withstand it for long.

"This is certainly not holy power. ”

Heard sneered, but didn't explain.

As soon as he put his hands down, a black cross sword appeared in Hilde's hand, and then stabbed Ning Fan in the abdomen fiercely.

For all this, Ning Fan could only watch, but there was nothing he could do.

The wound wound from the black feather seemed to have some kind of poison that was paralyzing his body.

"You're dead. ”

In a flash of brilliance, Hilde once again had a black cross sword in his hand. This sword slashed directly towards Ning Fan's head.

The cross sword slashed through a black line, and the force attached to it tore apart all the spaces along the way.

"Open it for me!"

Seeing this scene, Ning Fan roared angrily and quickly used the divine power in his body.

The golden light of the wound wrapped in black light flashed, and Ning Fan finally seized control of his body when the cross sword came.

Taking advantage of Hilde's failed attack, Ning Fan rolled over and came to his back.

Looking at the black holy sword inserted in his chest, a trace of anger flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and he gathered most of his divine power in his hands.

Ning Fan's arms turned into spears and stabbed fiercely forward.