The drunkard sank sharply, his golden claws flashing like phantoms, and the tornado above Holcomb's head blurred for a moment before it became immediately visible.

In this short moment, the drunkard's claws attacked Holcomb three times in succession, and the fountain-like tornado sandstorm above Holcomb's head was extinguished in a flash, and as soon as it was extinguished, it was born immediately, and the gap between the lives of Holcomb was indescribably short, and it always protected the top of Holcombe's head.

With the speed and speed of the drunkard's attack, he was unable to break through the tornado sandstorm above Holcomb's head.

The drunkard's three attacks were blocked, and the storm sand net above him had been formed, the drunkard screamed, his body froze again in this very small space, the bulges above his head and shoulders lit up three shields at the same time, and his wings rushed upwards as soon as they converged, trying to break through the storm sand net with brute force.

As soon as the storm sand net above came into contact with the drunkard's rushing body, it immediately turned into dust.

The dust was raised and became as thick as glue, which encased the drunkard along with his shield,

The drunkard is like a quagmire, and the power of rage is difficult to exert,

Holcomb's fighting spirit shifted, and the sandstorms were controlled at will, condensing a few strands of gravel from the liquid sand and dust, winding around the drunkard.

Holcomb's tactics are almost identical to those used by Neo when he first meets Taran, and he wants to tie up the drunkard with these ropes of sand.

The drunkard's golden claws quickly slashed through these ropes, and Holcomb's fighting spirit was different from Neo's, unable to resist the strange force on the golden claws, and the ropes broke one after another.

However, in the realm of Holcombe, endless sand and dust continued to roll over, and the rope of sand became complete as soon as it was broken.

More and more ropes gradually filled the space around the drunkard, and soon, the gaps between the ropes were filled,

The ropes turned into a wall and squeezed into the middle, and the drunkard's movement was greatly restricted, and the huge body began to stagger, and the endless sand and dust filled in, enclosing the small space where the drunkard was in a solid cage.

More ropes snaked out of the dust, like poisonous snakes crawling towards the drunkard.

Holcomb rose above the drunkard, calmly casting spells, and the wind and sand gradually formed a huge cage under the control of his realm, and the "storm cage" gradually formed.

Baberg swept through the air, and the furious man turned into a dexterous delphin,

The two-handed greatsword poked out like the wingtips of swallows, and pointed at the blood moon with extreme gentleness.

With the power of the blood moon's rotation, Barberg swept across at a rapid pace, and rushed towards the battlefield of Holcomb and the drunkard,

The blood-colored waning moon chased after him, and the blood light in the eyes of the blood blade was always projected on Baberg's body, and he was burned by Baberg's fighting spirit.

Barberg's fighting aura was as red as a flame, and his two-handed greatsword also revealed a crimson sword light, dragging a long stream of blood-colored flames behind him, becoming the most gorgeous red in this sky!

Holcomb was very good at dealing with drunkards, and he knew everything on the battlefield, and when he saw Barberg rushing towards him, he not only did not panic, but made the tornado storm in front of Barberg slow.

Baberg rushed to the front of the tornado sandstorm, his face almost clinging to the edge of the sandstorm, his hair was raised by the sandstorm, and the delicate ends of his hair disappeared immediately after being caught in the sandstorm,

At the moment when Barberg was about to rush into the sandstorm but could not rush into it, the tornado sandstorm suddenly rushed forward, trying to swallow Barberg in one gulp.

Barburg's body became as soft as a girl, and his body flipped backwards violently, and then flew into the sky like a delphinium skimming the water.

The two-handed greatsword in his hand crossed behind him, like the tail of a swallow, helping him break through the airflow, and the broad blade grazed the edge of the sandstorm, bursting out a cluster of bright sparks,

The blade of the sword resounded with a dense metallic long note, which seemed to play a musical tribute to Barburg's beautiful turn!

Before the blood-colored waning moon that followed him closely could make a change, it was swept up by the sudden tornado sandstorm,

The blood moon burst open, and the wild energy blasted the sandstorm out of a hollow, and was immediately completely engulfed by the sandstorm.

At this time, the blood moon condensed by the blood blade could not maintain even two breaths in the tornado sandstorm of Holcombe, and it was swallowed up.

Bloodblade let out a sharp howl, and he and Holcomb never expected that Barburg would be a master of art and show unparalleled skill under the attack of the powerhouses of the two realms, and let the two of them fight against each other.

Barburg let out a hearty cry, and the death of his best friend stung him deeply, and now he wanted to regain Frega's soul regardless of life and death.

Under the attack of the powerhouses of the two major fields, Baberg burst out with twenty percent combat power, and played his enemy twice in a row.

The blood moon exploded, the tornado sandstorm suffocated slightly, and the storm cage was also exploded a little, but the drunkard did not take the opportunity to rush out.

His wings flapped violently, and his wings stirred the air currents, expelling a monstrous wave of sand and dust, rolling up a storm of sandstorm to confront the sand wall that squeezed over.

The furious waves of air hit the sand wall and bounced back, stirring up the small space even more frantically, and those broken waves of air were wrapped in sand and gravel and rampaged through this cage.

But the drunkard stopped flapping his wings at this moment, and his wings were slightly constricted, as if gliding high in the air.

The drunkard stabilized his body and lightly poked out his golden claws, and an almost transparent cloud of energy loomed on his paws.

Those frenzied winds and sand blew over, and after being touched by this mass of energy, they began to intertwine and condense,

The drunkard's toes were wrapped in a layer of yellow marshmallows, and the marshmallows on the drunkard's toes quickly grew in size, and soon they were large enough to meet the storm walls around them.

The ropes of sand that stretched over were also melted into the marshmallow and disappeared, and the storm cage squeezed desperately inward, but was blocked by this marshmallow-like ball of sand,

The storm above the drunkard's head also weighed on the drunkard's head at this time, and the drunkard did not hurry, and followed the pressure downward, burying his entire body in the sand on his toes.

His shield opened leisurely, and the strange power of his claws opened up a small space in his realm of Holcombe, and for a moment, Holcomb was unable to invade.

The sand outside the drunkard's body was like an inflatable ball, rising bigger and bigger, and the walls of the storm cage were stretched outward.

Seeing this scene, Holcomb above couldn't help but praise: "Okay, worthy of being the king of the desert!" ”

As the master of this realm, Holcomb could not escape his perception of any changes in the realm.

He felt a strange power come back from the drunkard's golden claws, a force that could distort his realm, turning a part of the gravel that was under his control into a ball of sand on the drunkard's toes,

The wind and sand continue to blow towards the sand ball, but it becomes the nutrients of the sand ball, causing the sand ball to gradually increase.

The sand and the storm walls squeezed against each other, making an eerie sound that no one had ever heard before, and the sand and gravel turned orange and red due to the violent friction and high pressure!

The temperature of the space rose rapidly, and everything in sight seemed distorted.