Chapter Eighty-Seven: It's Coming!

Facing Zhao Huan who was flying around like a fly, Shahril was simply helpless, he was beaten away again and again but pounced again and again, just like a hungry wolf holding food, he couldn't kill the other party for a long time, but was stabbed by Zhao Huan in a row, although it was not a vital part, but it would also be bloody, even if Shahlil was strong, but without the support of the Holy Light, he couldn't withstand such torture!

Just when Zhao Huan was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that the overall situation had been decided,

Shahrir's expression changed suddenly, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, which made Zhao Huan's heart chill slightly, Shahril roared, his body suddenly began to tremble slightly, his eyes became blood-red, his mouth spewed out a cloud of white gas, and the wings behind him also turned gray and black, seeing such a situation, Zhao Huan felt dumbfounded, "Fallen? ”

Shahrir, one of the seven archangels, was actually forced to fall by him, which is also a feat, but Zhao Huan also has a headache, after the fall, the dark kiss has no effect on Shahrir, I am afraid this is also the reason why Shahril chose to fall, the constant entanglement of the dark kiss and Zhao Huan has made him feel the threat of life, so he will not hesitate to choose to fall, after all, angels also cherish their lives.

Zhao Huan's heart was cold, how could this be possible, Shalier's strength after the fall has been greatly improved, and without the containment of the Dark Kiss, Zhao Huan's desire to kill Shahril is undoubtedly a fantasy!

Shahril suddenly raised his hands high, the generally wide heavy sword appeared in his hand, the weapon in his hand, Shahril raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, suddenly jumped up, the giant sword in his hand was raised high, and smashed towards Zhao Huan like thunder, Zhao Huan hurriedly raised his gun to meet him.

With a loud "boom", Shahril directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and was smashed into the air.

The strength has become stronger, because of the lack of understanding of the power beyond the limit, Zhao Huan can't judge how much Shahrier's current strength has reached, but it is certain that the current Shahril can't be blocked at all! This power has far exceeded the limit, and it is not something that Zhao Huan can block head-on at all. As the saying goes, one force will drop ten, which refers to the current situation.

Seeing that Zhao Huan was constantly pouring medicine, a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in Shalier's eyes, and the figure jumped continuously, coming to Zhao Huan, and the giant sword struck out again.

Seeing the huge heavy sword flying in the air, Zhao Huan's speed was too late to exert it, so he could only use the spear to block in front of him.

With a muffled sound of "tom", Zhao Huan, who was facing this blow head-on, was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and the whole person fell into the distance like a broken kite, and at this time Zhao Huan's health value had dropped to a dangerous point.

Shahrir's eyes were fierce, the giant sword trembled suddenly in the air, and he was about to chase Zhao Huan again, but Shahril suddenly snorted, Shahril's body shook suddenly, his actions seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the giant sword suddenly lost power and slammed on the ground.

At the critical moment, Zhao Huan used his spiritual skills to complete self-rescue, otherwise he would have been killed by Shahrir's giant sword now.

For this sword in Shahrier's hand, Zhao Huan is naturally very greedy, in fact, from the time Shahlier chose to take out the giant sword, Zhao Huan knew that this was a good thing, just looking at the collision between this giant sword and the Ice Holy Spear, you can see its superiority, Zhao Huan suspects that it is even a silver weapon.

Shalier's eyes swept coldly towards Zhao Huan, the corners of Zhao Huan's mouth twitched slightly, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't run away, this Nima was really difficult!

However, this does not mean that Zhao Huan has no way to deal with the other party, on the contrary, Zhao Huan still thinks of a way to deal with Shahrir, provided that Zhao Huan can withstand Shahrir's next attack!

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Zhao Huan waited until most of his health had recovered before launching a charge towards Shahrir.

Maybe it was too lazy to continue the game of peek-a-boo, Shahlier actually chose to resist hard, and the Ice Holy Spear quickly hit Shahrier, but Zhao Huan's heart trembled slightly, and the head of the gun pierced into Shahrier's body, as if it had been pierced into solid rubber, and the sluggish and tough feeling came from the palm of his hand, and it was difficult to do anything after only one inch of stabbing in, as if it was a robot that was stabbed.

The giant sword in Shalier's hand waved wildly, and Zhao Huan held the gun against it, but he felt that a huge and incomparably large force came from the palm of his hand, which shocked his tiger mouth and blood flowed, and the whole person was hit by that force and flew out.

Although he was knocked away, the corners of Zhao Huan's mouth showed a hint of a smile, hit, fight, soon you will reap the consequences, I don't know how you will feel about being killed by your own strength?

Just when Zhao Huan was happy that he had blocked Shahrir's attack, Shahril suddenly roared, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly picked up, making a "whirring" wind sound, under his huge power swing, the power of the giant sword was really terrifying, and the power was comparable to a heavy ram hammer, where did everyone dare to block hard, and they all took a few steps back quickly.

Zhao Huan's mind turned, it's not good, he wants to raid! Zhao Huan hurriedly pounced and flew more than a meter to the side, Shahrier had already kicked out with his right foot in a leap, almost hitting Zhao Huan, Zhao Huan hurriedly rolled on the ground and dodged in embarrassment!

Shahrier laughed wildly, stretched out his hands to Zhao Huan, wanting to tear him apart, but Zhao Huan was not easy to get along with, after a set of marksmanship, Shahrier's body had broken several big holes, and blood flowed out!

"Whew!" Shahril screamed in pain, his angry eyes almost tearing Zhao Huan apart.

In the face of Shalier's anger, Zhao Huan was unusually calm, since he met Zhu San and others, everything has been unusual, everything is full of an unusual feeling, and he always feels that something is wrong!

But Zhao Huan knew that as long as he held on a little longer, he could completely kill this guy.

"Come on, let's see who can survive whom!" Zhao Huan stretched out his hand and poured a bottle of potion and launched an attack again.

It's a pity that fighting spirit can't replace strength after all, Shalir directly picked up the giant sword and rushed towards Zhao Huan, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhao Huan.

In the battle of life and death, the movement is slightly slower by half a beat, maybe it is the difference between life and death, Zhao Huan saw Shahlier jumping up in the air and rushing towards him, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but the body's reaction was a line slower, Shahlier flew out of the air and kicked him directly in the shoulder, the bandage suddenly burst open, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Zhao Huan still had a smile on his face, and secretly said to himself in his heart, it's almost over!

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