Chapter Seventy-Two: Erosion

"Why don't you speak, are you still hoping for your two concubines?" Idro's face was hideous, and the stench in his mouth sprayed on Lin Zhao's face, "Don't think about it, idiot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info take a look, they will not be able to see the outside soon, and when the time comes, your little life will not be concocted by me? Answer me, tell me, what about my advice, what you say, I'll let you live a little longer. ”

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and did not speak. But he called out to the North Wind Dragon in the depths of his soul: "Come on, North Wind Dragon." I'm ready. ”

Powerful power filled Lin Zhao's whole body in an instant, and the green light poured into the silver light spear in front of him in an instant.

The silver light on the spear seemed to be driven away by the green light, from the top to the part of Idro's hand, it was eroded step by step, turning from silver to green, and the light became more and more intense, piercing the eyes.

The green dragon roared out of thin air, its hideous mouth and sharp teeth baring, hovering over the spear that had turned green.

A second.

Lin Zhao hurried up and didn't dare to hesitate. His pupils also revealed a dazzling green light, as if eroded like a silver spear. His gaze met Idro's hand holding the silver-light spear, and the green dragon let out a deafening roar and bit down on Idro's hand.

Whewβ€”

It was as if something had been scalded by a hot object, and as if something had been cut by a sharp knife or saw.

"Ahh

The spear was covered with green light, and Idro suddenly let out a loud scream and let go of his hand.

- No, he didn't let go of his hand, but the green light cut off his fingers holding the spear in an instant!

The hand that had lost its fingers could not hold the spear made of magic.

The pain caused by the loss of his fingers made it impossible for Idro to maintain his magic, causing the spear to fall to the ground.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

A second, to be exact.

Idro didn't have time to react, and even five fingers, including his thumb, had been cut off in unison.

Lin Zhao finished using the power of the North Wind Divine Dragon, and suddenly sweated profusely. The power of the North Wind Divine Dragon on the spear faded, and in the blink of an eye, it faded from green light to silver. But after a stroke or two, without the magical support of Idro, the silver light on the spear was gone, and it fell to the ground and disappeared.

"Ahhhh

Idro screamed uncontrollably, hoarse. Lin Zhao seized the opportunity and threw Idro to the ground with a back fall. He took advantage of the victory and slammed his fist into the Adam's apple of Idro's neck, intending to kill him with a single blow.

However, he didn't expect Idro to be knocked to the ground, and when he came back to his senses, when he screamed miserably, he used magic to set up two silver light spears in front of his neck and seal Lin Zhao's fist.

Lin Zhao was afraid that if his fist landed on the silver light spear, he would be crushed into pieces by the magic weapon, so he hurriedly stopped the attack and retracted his fist.

"Damn, are you going to do that?" Lin Zhao took a sip, broke a branch from the side, and stabbed it hard into Idro's chest. Even if his body has been transformed and used the power of the North Wind Divine Dragon, his body has been completely overdrawn, and at this time, a branch has been rooted, but he has no strength.

Therefore, the speed at which Lin Zhao's branches were rooted was slightly slower, and at the moment of Yi Deluo's life and death, he burst out with unimaginable strength, and a donkey rolled and dodged Lin Zhao's fatal blow.

He ...... Damn it...... Ahh......hh

Idro rolled over and stood up from the ground, his intact hand clutching the wrist of the fingerless and bloody hand, screaming in pain. He also lost too much strength, but at this time, he was on the verge of losing his mind, and the energy in his body also burst out.

"...... Damn it...... I...... Want...... Kill you! ”

Idro's eyes widened with rage, and bloodshot rushed into his eyeballs. He was covered with bruised tendons, and he didn't know if it was caused by the anger or the sharp pain that had been cut off from his fingers. His two bloodshot eyes glared at Lin Zhao angrily, roaring in a deep voice, and all the energy that was generated turned into silver light spears, as if the golden flash had flashed away the king's treasure, and he threw it towards Lin Zhao without hesitation.

Lin Zhao was extremely tired, and saw that he could no longer resist the crazy attack of Idro's furious attack, but fortunately, Sindra and Akali noticed the situation from afar, and quickly rushed over to rescue them just now.

Before the Sindra arrived, the magic in their hands had already arrived. Countless dark magic orbs quickly intercepted in front of Lin Zhao and slammed into the silver light spear.

Lin Zhao unconsciously stepped back, and saw that a barrage battle seemed to be staged in front of him.

The dark orb and the "Spear of Thorns" collided one by one, and the magical energy contained in it compressed and exploded in a very small range, but the destructive power inside it was very amazing. Lin Zhao felt the aftermath of the rune energy generated by the explosions constantly hitting his body, and his body, which had only been transformed and had only recently recovered, suddenly broke open a lot of holes, and blood spurted straight out.

Seeing Lin Zhao's appearance, Akali hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Lin Zhao to her and Sindra's side. Lin Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body went limp, and he sat on the ground.

"You take care of him." Sindra said to Akali. She seemed to command so much runic energy, and she had formed a habit of giving orders, and saying this to Akali was also like an order.

But Akali, as the Shadow Fist of the Equilibrium Sect, didn't care about Sindra's tone at all. At all times, she just needs to follow the balance and her own will to complete her own business. Sindra's words were just like what she was thinking, and she nodded, protecting Lin Zhao behind her.

"Thank you." Lin Zhao said to Sindra. He sat on the ground panting heavily, feeling that the strength in his body was regaining little by little, but it would take an unknown amount of time to stop being weak.

"No, I don't." Akali simply responded to Lin Zhao's thanks, holding a scythe and standing in front of Lin Zhao, looking at Idro as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Ah...... Hiss...... Damn it...... Ah......h

Idro groaned under his breath as he got up from the ground. The wound on his hand caused him to lose too much blood, and after losing so much blood, he no longer had the magic power to allow him to release too much magic. The silver-light spear could no longer carry him away, and he could only drag his steps to escape.

Although it didn't work.

"Accept the sanctions, idiot." Sindra looked at Idro's miserable appearance, and there was no pity in her purple eyes. In her cold voice, she announced Idro's fate.