Only then did Zhao Huan really understand why Muhammad would tell him to be careful of Uriel before the temporary period, how could such a terrifying guy not be careful? Muhammad should have told him to run when he saw Uriel, otherwise he would not have done so.

"Ahem" Zhao Huan held the spear with difficulty, the surname several times that of him was too terrifying, just one blow made him lose the ability to resist, this is the horror of Uriel.

Uriel walked slowly, without any defense, as if he regarded Zhao Huan as nothing, but according to the comparison of the strength of the two sides, perhaps in Uriel's eyes, Zhao Huan was just a powerful ant, if it weren't for Zhao Huan's similar appearance to that person, I'm afraid Uriel would not have wanted to send Zhao Huan to hell to suffer.

A layer of black flame ignited on the sword, a flame from hell, and once it was contaminated, it would be like a bone appendage, which would be difficult to get rid of, and it would suffer from the pain of being burned for eternity.

"Even if it's an ant, it's not going to sit still!" Zhao Huan reluctantly stood up straight, a stream of white light swam all over his body, after the white light disappeared, Zhao Huan had already started the angel transformation, nearly two meters tall, strong muscles, white wings, but Zhao Huan was already in the strongest state.

However, Zhao Huan knew that such strength was far from enough, and Uriel's surname was too strong.

A dodge, Zhao Huan wanted to escape, he planned to kill Gabriel, so that he could complete the main quest and leave this world, this is the only way to survive, after all, in the face of such a terrifying Uriel, there is really no hope of victory.

But Zhao Huan still underestimated Uriel's speed too much, as soon as he turned around, Uriel appeared in front of him, a sword stabbed out, directly through Zhao Huan's chest, Zhao Huan's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he tried his best to hold the long sword, not letting it enter an inch, blood continued to flow out of the long sword, and the holy energy in Zhao Huan's body was resisting the hellfire on the long sword to the death, preventing it from invading the soul.

These two forces were constantly clashing in Zhao Huan's body, and the shocked Zhao Huan had a headache, and under the constant collision, he had a drowsy thought.

Uriel naturally wouldn't let go of Zhao Huan, he smiled, Uriel held Zhao Huan's neck with his left hand, stuck his throat, Zhao Huan only felt that his breath was no longer available, and countless hallucinations appeared in his mind, and he gradually fainted.

Uriel let go of the long sword, and the white light flashed in his right hand, intending to extract Zhao Huan's soul.

At this moment, a burst of golden light began to shine on Zhao Huan's neck, and the angel statue that had been silent for a long time finally reacted, the whole statue was like a resurrection, and the golden light kept wandering on it, and Uriel was also stunned by this sudden vision, and he felt that this statue gave him a familiar feeling.

Gradually, Uriel remembered something, looked at Zhao Huan with an incredible look in his eyes, grabbed Zhao Huan's hands and involuntarily let go, although Zhao Huan was unconscious, but his body did not fall, still floating in the air, and the golden light began to swim on him.

Gradually, the golden light converged, and Zhao Huan's body had an extra layer of illusory armor, shoulder pads, wrist pads, leg guards, and boots, and the entire set of equipment was golden, and even the wings behind Zhao Huan were golden.

"God armed?!" Uriel's heart was full of bitterness, "Is it really him?" ”

"Nope! It's impossible, he died early! Uriel's eyes were full of anger, "You impostor! ”

In anger, Uriel slapped Zhao Huan's head with his palm, and shot mercilessly.

As if sensing a threat from outside his body, Zhao Huan opened his eyes, which were a pair of emotionless eyes, without the slightest anger, like a thoughtless machine.

Zhao Huan's eyes turned to the attacking Uriel, there was still no sparkle in his eyes, no fear, no emotion!

Rumble!

Wu Lie slapped it out, and then his face showed a look of disbelief, and he flew out upside down, while Zhao Huan's body shook slightly, not moving at all.

"Impossible! How so? ”

Uriel let out a roar in his heart, in his heart, even if Zhao Huan had the blessing of God's armament, he was far inferior to him in terms of caste, but he didn't expect to suffer a big loss in an instant.

It is impossible to be so strong, unless he is not only armed by God, looking at Zhao Huan's lifeless expression, it feels like a different person, Uriel immediately woke up, this person is definitely not Zhao Huan, this is something hidden in Zhao Huan's body, because of the presiding over this thing and the blessing of God's armament, Zhao Huan's body can burst out with terrifying strength, but Zhao Huan's own soul does not know which corner it was thrown to

Zhao Huan's body moved, followed closely, and chose to take the initiative to attack, and instantly came to his side again, and with a movement of his fists, he fell on him in Uriel's shocked expression.

Rumble!

Uriel's body shook, blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth, and he flew upside down again, he looked at Zhao Huan's figure, still in shock, he couldn't believe what he saw, the situation was reversed in an instant, he originally ravaged Zhao Huan like an ant, but he didn't expect that now feng shui is taking turns.

"This is not true! You're not real! It's an illusion! ”

It's a pity that this is not, Zhao Huan bombarded Uriel's body with both fists again, making Uriel a little sober, he roared, the wings behind him suddenly expanded, the light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful power emanated from his body, the holy light flashed in his hand, and a sword of holy light appeared in his hand, this sword was different from the previous sword, this sword was wrapped with the power of holy light.

"Die!"

Uriel was furious in his heart, his wings flapped slightly, his body stood steadily in the air, and the sword of holy light in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Zhao Huan.

This is a two-handed great sword, although it exudes endless holy light, but the cold light is bursting, majestic, and sharp sharp qi emanates from it, swimming in the void.

The sword of holy light slashed through the void, and a white light slashed across the sky, falling towards Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan was still expressionless, approaching Wulie, his fists slammed into the sword of holy light, the endless holy light scattered, the long sword suddenly screamed, feeling the breath from Zhao Huan's body, the sword of holy light suddenly shattered, turning into infinite holy light and integrating into his body.

Uriel could finally be sure that this was that person, but he never wanted to believe it in his heart, in his heart, that person had been destroyed thousands of years ago, but Zhao Huan's appearance was a contradiction no matter how you look at it.

"Why?" Uriel suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

But how could Zhao Huan, who had no thought at this time, answer him?

Zhao Huan ignored Wu Lie, his body shook, and a more huge momentum appeared on his body, and his fists came to Wu Lie's body again with domineering power.