At this time, there were as many as five demonic beasts with huge bodies like Earth Source Rats on another battlefield, and the huge figure of the Sky Turtle was like a fortress standing in the sky, and it pressed down with an imposing momentum. The breath of the wind that erupted from its mouth was like a giant broomstick, and all the creatures underneath, whether human or demonic, were blown into the air.

In the midst of the wind, a strong figure still stands.

It's just a little bit embarrassing.

"Uluru oh oh oh oh~" It was the tenth knight of the kingdom's round table, Tunliudo Gasol, his whole body was blown by the wind, a big sword was nailed to the ground as a fulcrum, his mouth, nose and eyes were blown into a state of bloom, and his face was crackling when he flew up.

Anya, who was as cunning as a fox, hid behind him without incident, and from time to time a whirlwind ruffled her long black hair.

"Little girl, you're too despicable like this!" said Tunliuduo in a muffled voice.

"What does it really matter, it's useless to be fat, it's better to borrow me to block the wind!" Anya, who squinted her eyes to resist the wind and sand, searched for the figure of the young man in her memory in the battlefield from time to time. Because Han Tuo rushed too hard before, she didn't have enough speed to keep up, so she would pass by here like this.

"Little girl, it's not good for you to be like this, if you don't pay attention in battle, you will die. Obviously, he found out that the girl's soul was in a state of disobedience, and Tun Liuduo reminded him.

"Don't worry about it, uncle!" In exchange for Anya's playful grimace with her tongue sticking out, she regained her calm momentum as a swordsman in the next second, "Uncle, be careful! ”

Apparently the two people who were still holding on to their place under the wind roll, a sky turtle that was suddenly pressed down from the sky used its fins to fan the wind that was even more violent than before, its mouth slowly opened, and the magical light flickered in it, and the whirlpool of the wind gradually generated.

Sky Turtle's natural skill, [Wind Roar Cannon]. As long as you look at the situation, you can understand that this is a big killing move, and the power is not much different from the so-called tactical magic, and the only way for ordinary fighters to deal with it is to run as far as possible.

But Tunliudo can't run, because the so-called Knight of the Round Table is the symbol of the strongest warrior and carries the hope of the human army!

[Diamond] Treasure [Broad Iron] skill is activated, and the power is amplified!

Tun Liuduo used the body of a mere human being, using [Broad Iron] as a lever, so a large piece of land was suddenly lifted up, and with a vertical upward trend, it was just in front of the Sky Turtle's wide open mouth.

But it probably can't be stopped, but as long as it can be delayed for a little time.

There was a light yellow magic light slowly wandering on the sword body of [Broad Iron], as if it had been ignited with gunpowder with a fuse, and it was about to burst out with terrifying power in the next second. Anya stepped back silently, because she found that the magic surrounding the uncle in front of her was getting stronger and stronger, as if she was under the sea deep and overwhelmed.

"Next, let's two fight. A deep voice echoed throughout the stone forest, and Tun Liuduo's physical functions had changed significantly at this time. The eyes that seemed to have a light yellow flame burning in them, staring at the sky turtle flying above his head, staring at the swirl of magic that grew bigger and bigger in its mouth.

"Crush and break it, Broadiron!" A light yellow wave of magic exploded around Tunyudo.

On the other side, through a violent breath, the orc leader Gagaron, who had regained his strength a little, stood shoulder to shoulder with the human leader Horst, vigilantly facing the demon king suspended in the air at this time.

"Demon King Redder, I know you won't necessarily answer, but I still want to ask you. In such a suffocating atmosphere, the doubts that lingered in Gagaren's heart made him not hold back, and he was the first to break the silent environment, "I said, where is your [Double Giant Horn]?"

In memory, the Demon King also has a weapon of the same level as the Brave's Holy Sword, the Legendary Rank Treasure [Double Giant Horn]. In the last war, it can be said that the Demon King used this treasure to inflict painful damage on the human troops and their allies, so he had to be careful.

However, the Demon King has not shown this treasure until now, which is really a little concerning.

“...... I traded it for the seed of victory. The Demon King himself said indifferently, as if he thought of a certain figure, which made him twitch his tongue in disgust, "Otherwise, how do you think my huge army of Warcraft came from?"

"That's just right," Horst sneered, knowing that the Demon King no longer possessed such a tricky Phantasm, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in his tone, "It seems that you won't be in the same perverted fighting state as before." ”

The face of the Demon King, who had originally had a sarcastic smile, turned gloomy in an instant, obviously understanding the mockery hidden behind Horst's words.

"Looks like you're getting something wrong. The Demon King slowly raised his hands, and a thick blue thunderbolt light slowly swam in his palm, like a life-giving thunderbolt snake spitting out letters, exuding a dangerous aura, "Even if I don't have that treasure, my current strength is countless times stronger than before!"

The next moment, a shower of thunder and lightning swept in, like rain washing over the earth, and black particles gradually emerged from under the dust.

It was a tiny metal particle hidden in the earth, endowed with magnetic force under the action of a powerful electric shock, and integrated under the fine lightning control of the Demon King, and the high-speed rhythm of the metal particles made a "buzzing" sound, like a chainsaw cutting wood, and when sawing it off, it made a piercing sound of flesh and acid cracking.

In fact, the metal particle ensemble is sharper and more terrifying than a chainsaw.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the sharp iron sand swept in several directions, and the hard earth was as soft as tofu, and the place where it passed was gently cut and deep ravines were created, and there was no obstacle at all.

[Iron Bone]'s skills are only effective against targets on the ground, but most of the metal particles are flying on the ground, so Gagallon didn't waste any effort to use the skill to achieve minimal effect. The light red magic wrapped around his wrist, and he punched out with a punch according to the killing machine of the oncoming knife.

The iron sand that had been subjected to the violent impact burst apart and scattered, but it regrouped in the next moment, and there was no sign of damage at all before and after. The evaporated iron sand is like a spray of the deadliest venom, and the slightest touch of it can be life-threatening.

"Get out of the way!" pushed away Gagaren, who seemed to be obviously unable to handle it for the time being, Horst stepped forward, and the [Gold Slash] in his hand swung with it, and a man and a sword erupted with a roar from the soul, "Cut it off, cut it off, cut it off." ”

Suddenly, the light green magic light gathered fiercely towards Horst, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of rust, and the vague figure in the light green halo did not wait for the light to dissipate, and moved gently towards the iron-sand waterfall with a sword swing.

In an instant, the iron sand fell from the sky as if it had lost its power, and the Demon King tried to recombine them with lightning, only to find that although they still retained the properties of metal particles, there was no way to make them work again.

Because Horst's sword has completely severed the cause of the Demon King's thunder and lightning and metal particles.

Cut off cause and effect.

The battle against the Demon King has finally entered the stage of the most intense conflict.