"Bang!!" The demon next to Ron actually crashed into it directly!!

Ron's mind moved, and the Abyss Demon Horse under him stopped directly, Ron turned over and dismounted, and saw the Abyss Demon Horse that was directly overturned by the strong man on the opposite side not far away, and shook his head helplessly.

"This guy, how can he fight without any brains?Is this the Abyssal Demon Clan's exclusive way of fighting?" Ron took a spear from the Abyss Demon Horse and plunged it directly into the hard stone ground, and then drove the Abyss Demon Horse away from here, if the Abyss Demon Horse was directly killed, then his speed back to Rigal would definitely be greatly affected.

Ron held a huge mace and walked forward step by step.

"Take your pick!" the demon said to Ron.

"It doesn't matter what your mount is. Ron replied in response.

"That waste, if it's dead, it's dead!" the demon said impatiently.

"Pick one!" the demon roared!

"Okay then! I'll pick the skinny one in the back!" Ron said with a shrug.

"..... you" the demon turned to look at Ron, glaring angrily!

"Why, you made me choose," Ron said. In the Abyss Demon Clan, it is usually the same type of warrior wrestling, but Ron doesn't know this rule, he just thinks that the guy behind him looks a little weaker.

"Okay...", the demon squeezed the word out between his teeth.

At this time, the two black-robed people opposite the two also took off the black robes on their bodies, revealing the silver armor underneath.

A strong black-haired man with a stubble on his face, and a young man with a slightly immature face.

The strong man was holding a broad long sword that was the height of his body, and the immature young man was holding a black short blade!

According to their appearance, the strong man should be from the Mana tribe, and the young man, without wings, should be from the Shasha tribe.

"But....." A look of doubt flashed in Ron's eyes.

The strong man does not have the magic horns of the Mana symbol, and the young man has no scales on his bare skin, maybe he has scales elsewhere on his body, if he really doesn't even have scales, how much combat power can he have?

In Rigal, after condensing the Demon Yuan, the Shasha Demon Clan is basically covered with scales.

The next moment, Ron was suddenly stunned, and looked at the strong man, as if he had discovered something.

"I see....." Ron muttered.

On the head of the strong man of the demon clan, it is not that there are no magic horns, but they are covered by his hair - this guy sawed off his magic horns, and there is a 'pier' left on his head, which is easily covered by hair.

What was the matter?, Ron's gaze turned to the youth.

Ron seemed to have been thinking for a long time, but in fact time had only passed for a moment. After Ron made his choice, the demons beside him glared at him. At this time, the strong man on the opposite side said slowly: "The demon calamity, it was really you who caused it." ”

"Betrayer, die!" the demon figure beside Ron flashed, and the following disappeared in place.

"Bang!" a spark appeared on the strong man's broadsword.

Immediately, the figure of the Sand Demon Clan flickered, attacking the other party from all sides.

Ron's eyes flashed, and he raised his mace to block it.

"Bang!" sparks flickered.

"Unknown target

Power: 7.1

Speed: 23.1"

"You're not weak, but the scales on your body—" Ron asked, blocking the attack.

And at this time, in the battle on the other side, some wounds had begun to appear on the demon man's body.

"Unknown target

Speed: 26.1 "This is the speed attribute of the demon on Ron's side, and the strength attribute cannot be seen in a short time without fighting.

Ron shook his head a little disappointed, he wanted to rely on that strong man to kill that guy, but it was still too reluctant, after all, he came down from the battlefield.

Just as Ron was thinking this, the strong man suddenly let out a loud roar, and the armor on his body fell off one by one, revealing the strong body of the strong man wearing only a pair of shorts.

The next moment, the strong man's body swelled instantly, instantly expanding by more than half a meter, and the muscles on his body quickly peristalsed, entrenched in the upper body of the strong man like a tumor.

"Talent?" Ron thought to himself.

In the next moment, the demon clan who fought with the strong man also stimulated his talent, the scale armor on his legs fused into one, and sharp barbs grew directly at the joints of his legs, which looked like he was wearing a pair of black and hideous combat boots.

The demon who launched the talent kicked his feet, and his body rushed towards the strong man like a flying arrow.

However!

"Bang!!"

Ron's pupils shrank, and not far away, a hideous arm took up most of his attention.

The claws as sharp as a beast, the scales looming on the arms, and the purple-black veins bulging on the arms were like the arms of some kind of monster.

Most importantly, this hand was pinching the throat of the Sand Demon Clan. And the owner of this arm is none other than the strong man of the Mana tribe.

Suddenly, a dark shadow struck Ron in an instant.

"Smack!" Ron grabbed the young man's neck and threw it to the ground.

"Bang!!"

"Qiang Qiang...."The short blade in the young man's hand fell directly.

The young man struggled to run away, when suddenly a huge hand grabbed one of his legs directly!

"Bang bang bang !!" Ron grabbed one of the young man's legs and slammed it to the ground three times in a row.

"Stop!!," the strong man said.

Ron paused, picking up the already confused youth. Look at the strong man.

"What do you want?" said the strong man. The demon clan who was pinched by him saw that Ron had subdued the young man in an instant, and immediately said loudly: "It's me!"

"Rubbish!" Ron said lightly.

When the strong man heard the call for help from the demon clan in his hand, he frowned, and then said, "How about exchanging hostages!"

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you. Ron said calmly.

"You bastard, what are you doing?

"Shut up!" a chill flashed in Ron's eyes!

"I want to know, what's going on with your hand, is it also a natural ability?" The two hands of the big man in front of Ron were different, and the hand he pinched the Sand Demon was his right hand, a hideous arm.

The two arms are still larger than his left hand, and the arms are full of tumor-like muscles, ugly and hideous.

But his right hand gave Ron a very dangerous feeling.

"Yes, it's my natural ability!" the strong man had no choice but to answer Ron's question.

"You've awakened two talents by yourself?" Ron asked again.

"Yes!" the strong man nodded.

"What's the name of your arm's talent?" Ron looked at the big man's gaze calmly and deeply.

"Demon Arm!"

Ron nodded. "It's really simple and straightforward. ”

"Why are you lying?" said Ron, calmly.

.............