…… Chapter 137: Master, Master, Master (II)

Overhead, there was a thick thundercloud that kept tumbling, and in the thundercloud was the power of thunder that raged with violent energy......

Annoyed and angry, the boarman hero-level shaman Karga * pierced the ribs with all his strength, and before he could launch it, he faintly brought the power of heaven and earth to a desperate point Old Tang, who had already put life and death aside, was also ready to leave behind Qiē and the enemy desperately faced a ** weak French hero, as long as he rushed to the enemy's side before the thunder swept the legion soldiers, as a ninth-order old Tang, even if he could not kill the old witch, he still had the ability to die together

But just when Old Tang's eyes were spewing fire, and he was ready to fight to the death, a turning point came quietly

"Don't worry, I'll leave the following things to me" With the rolling sound that spread all over the battlefield, the next second, a tall but thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Old Tang, blocking Old Tang's charging line. At the same time, a powerful momentum as deep as the Netherworld spread throughout the audience, and a throbbing and fear from the soul surged up in the hearts of every boar man on the battlefield

Old Tang's gaze froze, his pupils shrank suddenly, as a ninth-order warrior, Lao Tang, whose perception ability is not low, didn't even notice how the owner of the voice stopped in front of him, but then Old Tang's heart jumped to his throat and fell back into his chest suddenly, and he no longer had the slightest worry

With pure white skin and mane, huge and sharp horns, and a height similar to that of Old Tang, this sudden reinforcement was a minotaur

master

Hero-level master

The sudden appearance of a master of his own side instantly made the old Tang, who had been cornered, see the hope of turning the tables

"Take the boys first, don't worry, I'll help you drag this boar man shaman" A somewhat old deep voice quietly sounded in Old Tang's ears. Without waiting for Old Tang to answer, this old Tang was a heroic master who had never been masked, raised the "weapon" between his right hand - a lantern with a small appearance - and pointed at the huge thorny tentacles that were blocking the retreat of the legion, and in the next moment, a milky white light like a ghost shone on the demonized plants that caused a lot of trouble to Old Tang and the Minotaur warriors

The thorny tentacles that were still like giant pythons before, in the surprised eyes of Old Tang, those crazy and troublesome huge thorns withered and dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The thorny tentacles illuminated by the milky white pillar of light were almost like snow in the sun, quickly melting away and disappearing.

Although this sudden appearance of the Minotaur master swept away the huge thorns that hindered the retreat of the dragon wrestling army to the outside of Razor Canyon in just one moment, the real threat has not yet lifted the jet-black thundercloud, with the support of the power of the wild boar chieftain Calga*'s stinging ribs, it is constantly condensing the tyrannical thunder rolling in the thundercloud at a strange high speed, which will make Old Tang's heart overflow with great pressure......

Perhaps sensing Old Tang's uneasiness, the "master" grinned at Old Tang with a kind smile and made a gesture of calmness. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the suddenly appeared Minotaur turned around and used the qi machine to lock on to the boar man shaman who was guiding the violent thunderclouds in the sky to accelerate the speed of qi convergence, and then, with the kind of energy that made the soul throb spread again, the Minotaur master "Huh" disappeared from the eyes of Old Tang's eyes, and the next second it appeared strangely behind Kargar *Thorn Rib, who was concentrating on casting spells......

This ability is like a teleportation flash, which shocked Old Tang's heart like a tidal wave of shooting...... This kind of speed, or this ability, is really amazing, especially from the hands of a hero-level master, it makes people feel like they can't resist

It wasn't just Old Tang himself who was surprised. Calga*, who was concentrating on casting spells and preparing to pour his anger and violent thunder and lightning on the heads of the Minotaur troops, was locked by this sudden appearance of the Minotaur master's qi machine at the moment when he was alerted to a strong enemy whose strength was not less than his own, or even surpassed his own was almost the first time, and the boar man shaman wanted to dodge at high speed, but he was reluctant to guide most of the thunder spells, so he could only try to use the ability to move and dodge as much as possible to avoid being attacked and damaged.

Unfortunately, the old witch Karga*'s efforts were in vain, and before she could take the first step, the attack of the Minotaur master had already befallen her.

Strangely behind the boar-man shaman, some ethereal white minotaur carried a lantern made of unknown material in his right hand and smashed lightly on the back of Calga*'s stinging ribs. But it was this blow that Old Tang looked unthreatening and forceless, but it caused the boar people shaman to be hurt for the first time after the war, and suffered a big loss

With this "caressing" of the lantern, the old witch Calgar *, who looked invincible and arrogant, was instantly knocked away by the old Tang where he was, and not only spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, but the elemental power that was constantly stirring throughout the body was even more dispersed, and it became chaotic If Old Tang could see the soul, he could even find that the original incomparably condensed soul of the boar man shaman was hit hard by this blow, and he was a lot of relief

Feng Shui takes turns, and the wild boar man chief Calgar * stabbed the ribs in the applause a moment ago, and the sudden appearance of the minotaur master did not even go down Although the injury was so light, there was the reason why the boar man shaman was distracted by the power of the elements and performed the stunt, but the strength of this minotaur master with unknown identity and strange fighting style had to make the old Tang admire and be surprised from the bottom of his heart

However, the current old Tang doesn't have time to pay attention to the miserable appearance of the injured shaman priest of the wild boar people, and he can't even mention the desire to step forward to mend the knife, because the crisis of the legion soldiers has not been resolved, although he has lost the support of the majestic elemental power of Calga*'s stabbing ribs, the thunderclouds that are constantly rolling above the head of the legion have no signs of continuing to condense and increase, but they have lost the guidance and restraint of the boar man shaman, The power of thunder contained in the thunderclouds became even more unstable, and the tyrannical lightning moments could be slashed at the warriors of the legion below

The white-skinned minotaur who gave the boar man shaman a heavy blow with a strange fighting style on the side was also mentally exhausted. It can be seen that whether it is the kind of unguardable teleportation attack or the last fluttering "lantern strike", it is not a small burden for this hero-level minotaur master. However, when he noticed the abnormality of the lightning and thunderclouds in the sky, he still frowned. Mentally exhausted, the white-skinned Minotaur master, after thinking about it, gritted his teeth, and quickly swiped the mysterious runes with his hands, and chanted in a low and desolate tone in his mouth.

Immediately afterward, a cloud of milky white light broke free from the corpses of the boar and centaur warriors who had fallen to the ground on the battlefield. Old Tang, who found this strange situation on the battlefield, took a closer look, and the next moment his eyes widened. Because Old Tang found that the milky white energy mass was the soul of those who died in battle

Tens of thousands of milky white balls of light, under the guidance of the Minotaur master, slowly converged together, stared and compressed into a dazzling ball of light, and then the chanting of the white bull accelerated abruptly, and the originally incomparably condensed ball of light changed instantly, turning into a thick layer of light curtain on the top of the heads of the legion soldiers, forming a layer of protective film that did not know the effect Old Tang had guessed that this layer of light curtain formed with the power of tens of thousands of souls may be the means of this Minotaur master to press the bottom of the box, But as for whether this layer of defense network can resist the tyrannical thunder power, Old Tang's heart is really uncertain

Without giving everyone more time to prepare, the thunder rolling in the air finally broke free from the shackles of the remnant law, and completely turned into a wild horse, a huge lightning with a diameter of two old Tang bodies, and a huge lightning bolt with a diameter of two old Tang bodies slashed violently, and the interior of the originally gray razor canyon was illuminated by the light of lightning as bright as day

At the last moment, the blessed old Tang almost subconsciously threw the sword of Thunder Fury* Wind Chaser's blessing that he held in his right hand into the air. The next moment, the wind sword turned into a streamer of light, heading straight for the mighty lightning!

"Click!"

"Boom"

With a loud sound that shook the eardrums, the huge lightning seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth into the sky, and even the surrounding air became distorted to the naked eye. The wind sword infused by the old Tang Dynasty's huge power broke through the sky as if it was going against the sky. In the next second, the huge thunder and lightning and the sharp wind sword collided together

Old Tang almost threw the wind sword out and regretted it, although the wind sword is known as the air element artifact, and it has the power to control the thunder, but it is a "genuine product", it is a real artifact including the essence of the prince of the air element, Sunderland, not his own fake, Lao Tang has no doubt that his handy murder weapon will turn into ashes in the blow of this huge thunder power, and it will be wiped out into slag, and now Lao Tang can only pray that his wind sword can make one last contribution before it is broken, Spend some of your Thunder Power to add a layer of insurance against lightning strikes, or simply direct a giant bolt of lightning elsewhere

However, the result of the collision greatly exceeded Don's expectations

There was no explosion as expected by Old Tang, and the wind sword did not completely extinguish the rolling thunder as Old Tang guessed, and the tyrannical lightning turned from a violent beast into a docile pet cat at the moment of contact with the wind sword, and the wind sword was like a giant whale swallowing water, violently absorbing the power of the thunder that hit the sword body, and the huge sword body even soared into the sky at the moment of great force, plunging into the rolling thunderclouds under the infusion of huge force......

The originally black and hideous thunderclouds quickly dried up and dissipated under the stunned gazes of tens of thousands of people, and finally disappeared......

In the next second, a huge long sword with tyrannical thunder and purple arcs of lightning fell rapidly, slicing through the earth like a cake, and sinking into the handle

Wind Sword

Old Tang, who was still immersed in the surprise brought by the accident, faintly felt in the fog that his fake wind sword seemed to be amazing