"Lifa!" shouted Hantuo, who had been freed from his restraints. Although I want to fly past with the help of the soft body of the heart-wrenching girl, another crisis is already coming to this side.

"I see. Like a loyal knight who has accepted the king's orders, Lifa, who was originally in a state of spectatorship, used the magic of the wind to speed up her body instantly, and was able to catch Anya, who was still spinning and flying in the air.

Lifa could feel the slight tremor of the soft body of the girl in her arms, and blood was already faintly oozing from her wrists, and her consciousness had fallen into a temporary state of shock at this time. However, even in such an uncomfortable state, just now, he still strengthened his consciousness and solved the crisis that Han Tuo was in.

What a strong and fragile person. Lifa sighed. Fragile to bring one's own big actions because of one person, because a person's joys, sorrows, and sorrows can directly convey and influence oneself, but one can struggle to achieve the goal in a harsh environment.

This feeling...... It's not that I can't understand it, because I ...... it too

For a while, Lifa was full of identification with the black-haired girl in her arms.

At this moment, in the high altitude of this battlefield filled with gunpowder, the minds of the girls are like needles that fall vertically through two horizontal pinholes at a very fast speed.

The door of the Demon Realm suspended in the air was slowly closing, mixed with the roar of the demon who had fallen into the abyss with extreme unwillingness, and the sound of frantically knocking on the door wall on the other side was like the knocking of a huge bell that echoed in all directions. But in the end, the whole door gradually disappeared into this space, which is an indisputable correct fact.

There is a greater threat coming from the opposite side.

Such a threat is like tens of thousands of fierce beasts rushing towards him from a direction of 360 degrees, as a small point and extremely stressful, if the mind is a little relaxed, it will even lose the faith to fight.

It was a web of black lightning with a slight blue glow. It looks as light as veil, and it seems to break when you poke it. But it is like the song of a mermaid on the sea, a terrifying illusion that induces ships sailing on the sea to lose their direction.

The web spread out from one center, and everything that passed through was crushed to pieces—first shattered by the blow of lightning, then melted by the blazing heat it produced and dissipated into the air. It was the leisurely wandering of the Grim Reaper, and everywhere it walked, even if it was an inanimate substance, it obliterated the meaning of existence.

A blow from the Demon King.

Han Tuo frantically urged his magic. However, after a big battle, which should have been the climax, Han Tuo felt that his magic power was slowly exhausted.

There was an extremely dense wind barrier and a black web of lightning colliding. Then there is the sound of a turbine cutting wood, and the wind barrier is gradually breaking down in the process of cutting the web of lightning at high speed.

"Goo~" It obviously looked like such a thin net of thunder and lightning, but Han Tuo could feel a huge pressure pressing towards his limbs, and the bones of his body made a sound like bursting beans, and there were already faint traces of blood oozing out of his teeth.

"Roar!" is often the most critical moment to burst out of the body's greatest potential, Han Tuo can feel the courage called desperate rising from the bottom of his heart, turned into a source of magic and poured into his own magic circulation, and obtained quite good local explosive power in a short period of time.

I finally got through such a difficult time, and I tried my best to finally resist such a blow.

The disadvantage is that the final hole card has been played, and most of the solid defense line in my heart has collapsed. It is precisely because of the high strength that he can be comfortable in battle, and when he encounters that he has to deal with all his skills and may not be able to win, he has already fallen behind psychologically.

Panting, Han Tuo looked towards the center of the attack, and the target looked at it as if he had a feeling. At this time, he had become unrecognizable, with large sharp horns brewing with the power of wind and thunder standing in front of his forehead, his skin was cracked, and there was a black storm of thunder and lightning rushing in it, not so much some kind of unusually ferocious beast, but a pure collection of elements, which was obviously more dangerous than the unpredictable power.

Beside him, there are two of the strongest men who can be regarded as their own army. It's just that one person has lost consciousness, and the other person is standing in place with the hilt of his sword, but he already looks like he can't support it for long.

Oops. Han Tuo sighed in his heart.

Nowadays, individual bravery is no longer the strength of the individual alone, but carries the hope of all soldiers. But when such a person charges forward with a weapon and destroys the enemy with the most domineering posture, the courage and determination of the soldier will be further enhanced.

On the contrary, once such an existence is defeated, it will not be a small blow to the hearts of the soldiers.

Thin cracks will appear in the strong defenses, and then they will be swept away and swallowed up by the raging flood without hindrance.

Although not too many people noticed at this time, once they understood, such a scenario would inevitably happen.

It must be made up!

The Demon King only glanced at him faintly, as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him, and instead grabbed the violently shining ball of lightning and lightning, and walked towards Host, obviously aiming to kill him first.

However, Horst just struggled to stand still, and he had already used all his strength just to stay awake, and he was really powerless to resist the attack that the strongest demon king was about to send towards him, even the most ordinary blow.

Although his magic power has been faintly bottomed out at this moment, his physical strength has been consumed too much, and his body is full of scars, and he is already in a state of losing half of his combat strength. But even so, it still didn't change Han Taku's idea of stepping forward to fight the Demon King.

Ordinary warriors can single-handedly take on the Earth Demon General and kill him, but Han Tuo has to continue to challenge the Demon King who is several times more powerful than him after this.

There must have been some people who were particularly poorly dwarfed, and when they first passed him by in the elven village, although there was only a moment of lightning, they could already see a lot of things.

It's like ice and fire, like the deep earth and the towering sky, like the sunny sunny weather and the cold night where you can't see your fingers.

There has never been such a person who is completely contrary to himself.

It's like the eternal opposition of light and darkness. Han Tuo could see that it was full of surging negative emotions and an extreme desire and greed for killing, which should not exist in this land of Gedia, which is full of creatures, but only in the deepest parts of hell.

This is the fate of the brave and the demon king. Putting everything aside, its own reasons alone are already in a situation where they don't share the sky.

Han Tuo rode the wind and rushed over, and the wind column rolled into a cone-shaped tornado and stabbed towards the opponent.

The Demon King just tilted his body slightly, and avoided all the attacks with extremely precise movements. Although it didn't cause him any damage, it also attracted his attention, so he finally turned around, completely locked his eyes on Han Tuo, who was coming this way.