At this time, in the sky, the mad evil god was in full swing with the three tenth-level holy demon masters.

Of course, the orc Nazcalo cannot be regarded as a holy magician, but a tenth-level sword saint that all swordsmen most want to be!

"Sword skills, angry sword slash!"

Swish~

As he used his sword skills, Nascarlo became extremely confident at the moment, and the sword light continued to slash towards the mad god at a sharp angle, not knowing whether he was testing his weakness or attacking in a chaotic manner.

"Swordsman? It just so happens that I also make a sword! ”

On the way to dodge, a pitch-black sword also appeared on his hand, and the shape was also that kind of arrogant, and the top of the sword was exuding an evil aura.

Oooooooo

The swords of the two also collided together, making a crisp sound that can only be heard when metal collides with each other.

"Nazcarlo, I'm here to help you!"

At this time, the Holy Demon Master of the Dwarf Empire also took out a huge hammer and smashed it towards the head of the mad god.

"I'll do it too!"

Similarly, a wooden bow with a length of one meter appeared in the elf woman's hand at this time, and then she was seen pulling the bowstring, and several arrows nearly two meters long also appeared on the bow.

Woooo

The elven old woman also shot towards the back of the mad god, and the sound of breaking the sky also exploded suddenly.

I saw that the mad evil god was resisting the attacks of the two people in front of him, while constantly dodging and dodging.

None of these bows and arrows were hit, and even if a few arrows did, the back of the mad god was protected by an unknown force, and it could not penetrate at all.

Oooooooo

The crisp sound of metal colliding with swords, hammers and swords, resounded with the crisp sound of metal colliding.

The spark flashed by, and it looked like a small firework in the sky.

Although it is not very bright, only scattered like fireflies, but the gap is very short, so that people can see a small firework.

When the Dwarven Rank 10 Forging Emperor retreated, Nazcarlo, who was behind him, also rushed up.

Obviously, the two of them intended to use this method to consume the strength or strength of the mad god.

Whew—

Swords collided with each other, and there was a clear sound.

When the mad god's other hand clenched into a fist with five fingers and was about to blast towards Nascarlo's stomach, the elf old woman also shot several wooden arrows directly behind her that were much more powerful than before.

Woooo

The hand that the mad god had just clenched into a fist with his five fingers was also released, and the five fingers were put together into a palm, and he stretched out his head backwards without turning his head.

Jingle !!

When these wooden arrows were about to touch the hands of the mad god, they were also blocked by an inexplicable force.

At this point, Nazcarlo was struggling to press down his sword.

But what made him extremely uncomfortable was that even if he used all his strength to press down the sword, he only pressed it down a little, and he was still half a meter away from the mad god's head.

"Capella. Trot, you bastard is going to the show? ”

Nazcarlo screamed with difficulty, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

"This is the strength of the tenth-level Sword Master? It's even weaker than me, the Emperor of Rank 10 Forging! ”

Drink –

In the back, the man named Capella. Trot's dwarf also spoke directly, obviously he was not a tenth-level holy magician, but a tenth-level forging emperor.

"Don't talk nonsense, the other party's swordsmanship strength is not lower than mine, or even much stronger than me!"

Nazcarlo also spoke out indignantly, which was enough to show how angry he was at this time.

Anyway, he was also a tenth-level sword saint, but the other party only used one sword to resist his fierce attack, and it seemed a little easier to resist at the same time.

Even if he is a god, he can't insult himself like this!

"Everything is forged!"

Capella. Trott also swung a hammer at the mad god at this time, obviously this is the forging technique of their dwarf clan, and he wants to forge the mad god in front of him like pig iron.

It's right here in Capela. When Trott swung his hammer at the mad god, the mad god also directly raised his other hand to block the big hammer.

"What?"

At this point, both of them were stunned.

You must know that although Capella is only a forger, his hammer power is not weaker than his, and as a result, he was caught by the god in front of him with a hand.

"Is this the power of God?"

The two of them secretly said in their hearts at the same time.

"Gun now!"

The elf old woman in the back also spoke at this time, and then saw a wooden spear formed by vines appear in her hand.

Although this shot is formed by trees and vines, it is no worse than ordinary knives made of metal, and it is even sharper and sharper.

The elven woman waved the spear in her hand, and then stabbed at the mad god as well.

"Die!"

At this time, the elf old woman also stabbed directly at the neck of the mad god, and the attack was extremely fierce.

The mad god also sneered at this time, and then directly slammed Nascarlo and Capella. Trott shook open.

Not?!

When the two of them were shaken away by a huge force, they also let out a scream.

Just when the elven old woman's spear was about to reach the neck of the mad god, she also saw the mad god shake the two sword saints away.

A huge force forced her figure to a halt, and then she saw that the mad god was now clutching the spear with one hand, the head of the spear was less than ten centimeters away from him, and his hand was holding the barrel of the spear without any damage.

"Sneak attack? This is a shameful act! ”

The mad god said with a relatively normal smile at this moment.

Then I saw him speak again: "Sneak attacker, disgusting me!" So...... Come here! ”

As soon as the words fell, the mad god pulled the spear over.

If the elven old woman doesn't let go, then she will be pulled over, and what awaits her may be death.

The elf old woman didn't dare to be careless at this time, so she let go of her hand directly, and then stepped back.

"Yasfeldt, be careful!"

Nazcalo and Capela. Trott also screamed at this time.

Before Yasfilt could react, a huge force spread on her back, and then her body fell downwards uncontrollably.

Bang –

At this moment, she fell like a meteor, and when she landed below, she also directly killed the plants and demonic beasts below.

An empty ground also appeared, but the poor monsters were affected to death before they could escape.

cough cough cough !!

Yasfeldt also stood up at this time, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, coughing incessantly.

took out a bottle of potion and drank it, Yasfeldt also planned to recover from his injuries before going back.

The mad god stared at his fist, which was still emitting a faint white smoke, and frowned.

He could feel that almost all of his strength had only caused her to be nearly seriously injured, and his original strength had dropped so much?

"Pick up!"

"Sword Technique, God Destroying Slash!"

"Forging art, one hammer creation!"

At this time Nazcarlo and Capela. The two Trotters also launched their strongest blow towards the mad god.