The black shadow let out a strange grin, hovering in mid-air, like a pecking falcon, and pounced hard!

"Flower Fairy King!"

Jiang Yan shouted, rushed forward for the first time, and the wind was born out of thin air, surrounding his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole person was like a hurricane, flashing in front of Uther's body in an instant.

Just kidding, Uther is the key to his mission, so if you want to die, you should wait until he finishes the mission, right?

"Even ants dare to stand in the way!" The Dreaddemon King sneered, and the black shadow on his body split into several pieces, turning into a black claw, and grabbed at Jiang Yan's head.

This is a blow from a high-level demon, and it is impossible for any player to be able to block it at this stage!

In Jiang Yan's eyes, the black claw was like a giant hand in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and seemed to be able to annihilate everything.

A fear from the bottom of his heart rose, and even permeated his whole body in the blink of an eye, making Jiang Yan even feel weak all over.

This is the high-level demon's suppression of the low-level player, just as the dragon is to humans, and the deterrence from high-level creatures is fully revealed.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, and the sorrow of frost was stretched across his hand, swinging out from bottom to top.

An arc of white light lit up, flashing in the air, and the black claws fell on top of the white light, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, but they could not fall.

In the Dreadlord Lord's suspicious eyes, the black claw trembled slightly, and it reversed back faster than when it came, and slammed into the Dreadlord at a rapid speed!

Bang!

There was a soft sound, and the body of the Dreaddemon King was like a deflated ball, and it quickly recoiled, slamming into the main hall.

A huge explosion sounded, and Jiang Yan clearly saw that the blood bar above the black shadow's head had dropped sharply, leaving less than one-seventh or eighth.

Although the total qi and blood of the legendary-level and subgod-level bosses are even more terrifying, often hundreds of millions, the battle between them is not as slow as the players forming a group to farm the boss.

The damage caused to the enemy's health bar by each fight was visible to the naked eye, and with this divine counterattack, Jiang Yan could be regarded as understanding the qi and blood of the two.

Uther's health bar had bottomed out, and it was clear that he couldn't withstand the next blow from the Dreadlord.

And although the Dreaddemon King's blood bar is less than one-seventh or eighth, it is at least tens of millions of hits, and for Uther, it may only take a dozen hits, but for Jiang Yan, it is at least tens of thousands of attacks.

"How are you?" Uther looked at the familiar young man standing in front of him, and his face didn't show much surprise.

"You shouldn't be here, it's not something you can set foot in and step into."

"You're going to die, you're still so competitive, hurry up and complete my mission!"

Jiang Yan rushed forward, grabbed Uther, and said hurriedly.

The key to this quest is not the level of the quest, but the reward of the quest that Gianna mentioned.

Artifact! It's still a sword-based artifact! This can be said to be the lifelong pursuit of all players of Destiny!

There may be a chance to get a legendary artifact, a sub-artifact, etc., but almost every famous artifact is an owner.

And the number of artifacts is also very rare, and every artifact born will inevitably cause an uproar.

"Gianna called you?" Uther shook her head, "This kid is still a little too stubborn. ”

"Don't ink, old iron! You're dead! Seeing that Uther was still in no hurry or slow, Jiang Yan was in a hurry.

At this moment, the hall shook, the gravel fell, and a black shadow pierced Jiang Yan's chest with the momentum of thunder.

With a pop, Jiang Yan lowered his head, looked at the black shadow passing through his body, widened his eyes, and fell down.

A high-level demon's blow, even if it was just the most ordinary blow, could easily kill Jiang Yan's life in an instant.

Fortunately, the phantom shook, and the pieces re-condensed, and soon turned into Jiang Yan's figure.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, with a vigilant face.

As early as when he stood in front of Uther, he had already ordered the Flower Fairy King to bless the prophecy of resurrection.

Although the Divine Counterattack successfully parried the blow, it now seems that it was indeed prescient to apply the resurrection technique in advance.

The terrifying thing about high-level demons is even more unexpected and imagined by Jiang Yan.

"I said, Lord Emissary, if you don't have any other way, let's run quickly!" Jiang Yan said urgently.

It is impossible to apply the resurrection technique in a short period of time, and if Jiang Yan is killed again, he will really die.

And because Uther is an NPC, it is impossible for him to be blessed and resurrected the prophecy, so he will not be the opponent of the Dreadlord of the Demon King.

"Lend me a weapon." Uther's eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Yan's body, he raised his hand slightly, and with a roll of light, a long sword that shimmered with ice blue luster appeared in his hand.

And Jiang Yan only felt that his hands were empty, and the sorrow of frost was gone!

", empty gloves and white blades?" Jiang Yan scolded angrily with empty hands.

"Ding!"

[System Prompt]: Uther, the Lightbringer, used the Blade Snatching Technique on you, forcibly seizing your weapon for half an hour.

Warning: All damage caused by the weapon will remain for the duration!

......

Looking at the belated system prompt, Jiang Yan was dumbfounded.

In other words, if the Frost Sorrow was destroyed within half an hour, then he would have lost his most powerful support, the current First Divine Soldier of the Mandate of Heaven?

It's just inexplicable!

"Old man, give me back my weapon quickly!" Jiang Yan shouted angrily.

Uther was unmoved, he gently stroked the blade of the sword, and his face seemed to show a look of remembrance.

"Thirty years ago, it was this sword. I didn't expect that there would be a goodbye day thirty years later, and you and I have changed. ”

"Frost sorrow? Isn't this the Lich King's thing? The Fear Demon King was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed and said, "Uther, you are suffering from madness, this is a magic sword, a peerless magic sword, you want to use the magic sword against me?" ”

Unmoved, Uther stroked the sword with one hand, and with the movement of his hand, the white light suddenly rose from the sword, intensifying, and finally turned into a blazing white light, dazzling eyes.

Uther was bathed in light, and his face was full of joy and sorrow, and he looked extremely solemn, and his whole person was like a god.

The bland light slowly blooms, but it gives people a feeling of infinite power.

Uther exalted the sorrow of frost like a white sun slowly rising, and infinite light fell on the sky and the earth.

The darkness around him was like a natural nemesis, and it retreated like a tide, and the light of the stars fell on the body of the Dreadlord like boiling water dripping into a pot of oil, splashing one terrifying bubble after another.

But in the blink of an eye, Uther's injuries seemed to be fully recovered, and the blood bar on the top of his head slowly increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other hand, it was the Dreadlord on the other side, and the dark shadow that appeared from time to time seemed to have become extremely blurry, and it became a little difficult to even support his body.

In fact, under the light of the light, the strength was greatly reduced, and even the blood bar was slowly disappearing.

"How is this possible! Frost's Sorrow is clearly a magic sword! The Dreadlord shook, turning into a hideous face and screaming fiercely.

"I'm afraid even the Lich King doesn't know that this sword was still a demon-slaying divine sword thirty years ago!" Uther sighed lightly, "If it weren't for my purification masterpiece, I wouldn't have found out. ”

"Purification?"

"That's right, after fighting with you, I finally know how to purify a soul that has fallen into the abyss and pull it back to reality."

Uther looked up to the sky and laughed, "After today, I will thank you. ”

"A little legendary, and dare to make a big statement, this king will kill you!"

With a shriek, the Dreadlord soared into the sky, turning into a thin black line that pierced through the sky and fell towards Uther.

"It's useless, if the three Dreadlord Kings of Lordaeron arrive, they may be able to stop me, you alone will only become my sword soul."

Uther said lightly, and simply swung a sword in front of him.

The bland sword, like a sound wave tearing through the air, roared forward, and the black shadow collided with the air with lightning speed.

Jiang Yan's eyes widened, staring nervously at this scene.

It was a matter of life and death for him and his weapon, and he feared more than anyone present.

Fortunately, the confrontation in the air only lasted less than a second, and even in the blink of an eye, the sound wave was like a knife cutting tofu, easily cutting through the black shadow and whistling away.

The black shadow was broken into two, and with a snap, it seemed that something had fallen to the ground, Jiang Yan looked at it, but only saw a cluster of black shadows rising rapidly, disappearing into the sky like lightning.

"You don't know anything about the power of darkness."

In the distance, the eerie voice of the Dreadlord was heard.

"Want to run?" Uther chuckled, and the glowing sword swelled abruptly, swinging in the distance.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, as if nothing had happened, but soon, a terrible scream was heard not far away.

Zilala, like a black shadow being scorched by the scorching sun, the Dreadlord howled miserably, and soon turned into a pool of black blood.

"A high-level demon, the Dreadlord who was slashed by two swords?" Jiang Yan exclaimed in disbelief.

Uther waved her hand lightly, and the light in the sky suddenly closed.

"And that's thanks to this sword."

"This is my sword!" Jiang Yan said urgently.

Uther flicked it, and Frost's sorrow returned to its original state and fell back into Jiang Yan's hands.

Jiang Yan hurriedly checked the appearance and attributes, they were exactly the same, without the slightest change.

"Old man, you are so unkind, when you used it just now, it was more than so powerful!"

In Uther's hands, Frost Grief clearly erupted with extremely powerful power, and this power seemed to be different from the so-called peerless murder weapon, and more inclined to represent the artifact of light.

"The weapon is not the key, the key is the person who uses it." Uther looked at Jiang Yan with a sincere face and said earnestly.

If it weren't for seeing Frost's Grief transform from a peerless murder weapon into a long sword that radiates infinite light, Jiang Yan would almost have believed it.

"Eat it dry and wipe it clean and don't admit it? In vain, I tried my best to save you, and I also sent a letter to your apprentice. Jiang Yan was not without contempt.

Uther's face flushed, and he finally became a little embarrassed.

He coughed and pointed to the ground not far away, "That's fine, I'll give you what Varimathas is on." ”

"Varimatas stuff?" Jiang Yan looked back excitedly, only to see a pitch-black armor suspended on the ground not far away, flashing with a dazzling luster.

"Sub-artifact!"