The situation in the north and south of the cat is urgent, but it is not so urgent.

It's also a monster of lv96.

And for some reason, any debuff eaten by the cat's north and south is weaker than other monsters.

Therefore, the cat with four debuffs in the body, even if you leave it alone, there is no problem for an hour or two.

It just so happened that I also had nowhere to vent my anger.

"Death, Warcraft!"

Zhao Aotian's eyes froze, and he stepped forward.

The soldiers behind him followed.

The holy sword Aeolia that shone with brilliant holy light slashed like a cyan thunderbolt.

Where will they hide?

At the same time, Zhao Aotian had already begun to calculate all possible reactions of this little monster.

Left and right, up and down, front and back, dodge, block, counterattack.

All possibilities are well settled!

However......

Qiang.

Bright sparks, reminiscent of the molten iron of a steel mill, are particularly dazzling in the dimly lit dungeons.

The feeling of numbness in the tiger's mouth made Zhao Aotian unbelievable.

As the strongest human being, using the strongest holy sword to slash at the body of an unguarded demonic beast, the tiger's mouth will actually be numb?

The holy sword with the name of slaying the god slashed at Zheng Gan's body, except for a spark, there was not even a trace of nicking.

If this is a nightmare, it is a little too terrifying.

"Kill!"

The nearby soldiers rushed up, forming a siege formation, and hundreds of spears stabbed Zheng Qian mercilessly.

However......

It's still the same without defense.

Zheng Qian stood in place like a stake to withstand the attack.

All the spears that stabbed it had broken into broken iron.

"What......"

At this moment, the confident smile on Zhao Aotian's face collapsed.

He could clearly see that the small monster moved his eyes and looked at him with the eyes of a locust.

hp-0

Looking at the skipped bytes in front of him, Zheng Qian's eyes were full of indifference.

After a long time, he said something that Zhao Aotian would never forget in his life.

"Cai, it's not enough to even cut my nails."

Whoosh.

Zhao Aotian vaguely saw the small dragon's arm move.

In the next second, hundreds of wails rang out in my ears.

【Wind Blade】

Strictly speaking, the wind blade is not a skill, the wind sickle is.

The Wind Blade is nothing more than a clawed demonic beast with a certain level of speed and strength, and the high-pressure air brought out by the claw is quickly and forcefully swung.

As long as it is a monster with claws, it will be used.

It's not so much a skill as a wind blade is just a skill.

And it was this kind of attack that was not even a skill, but it took the lives of nearly two hundred soldiers with one blow.

From Zheng Qian to the cave wall, a full kilometer, all the soldiers on the straight line were cut in half by a vertical air guillotine.

Whether it is with a shield or with magic, any defense is useless in the face of this wave of qi.

All of a sudden, blood spurted everywhere.

Some of the lucky ones who only had their hands and feet cut off even let out heart-rending screams.

"It's... This power ......"

At this moment, Zhao Aotian finally understood what fear was.

Completely different!

This monster is not at all comparable to the head of Medusa.

No, the head of Medusa is probably not even a miscellaneous fish in front of it!

"Ahhhhh!!hh

Zhao Aotian's self-confidence was instantly shattered.

He went crazy and launched a crazy slash at Zheng Gan.

The holy sword rained down on Zheng Qian's body.

However, let alone penetration, he couldn't even leave a single nick on Zheng Gan's dragon scales.

"Did you eat last night?" Zheng Qian said suddenly.

"Huh?"

Zhao Aotian was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand why this demonic beast suddenly asked like this?

However, when he saw Zheng Gan's expression clearly, Zhao Aotian was suffocated.

Zheng Qian was smiling at him with murderous intent.

"You'd better not eat it, or you're going to throw it up."

The next moment.

As if teleporting, he deceived Zhao Aotian.

Zhao Aotian clearly saw that this small demonic beast stretched out human-like claws towards the thickest part of the armor on his chest.

Clasp your middle finger with your thumb.

Zheng Qian was as light as a child playing a brain, and flicked it lightly on Zhao Aotian's breastplate.

While~

"Vomit, ah!!, ah

Zhao Aotian's screams resounded throughout the cave.

What seemed to be an understatement was a flick that shattered the pure gold armor on his body.

Zhao Aotian felt as if he had been shot by the city guard cannon on the city wall at zero distance to his chest.

The whole person was blasted dozens of meters away by a blow.

The blood spurting from the mouth and nose made a beautiful arc in the sky.

Even if the ambition of skills forcibly boosts morale.

But when the soldiers saw the image of the strongest war king in their hearts, flying overhead like a rag.

No matter how strong the morale is, it has also been crushed!

"War King!"

In the crowd, the middle-aged human with the strongest physique and wearing red heavy armor made a leap and caught Zhao Aotian.

The War King?

Zheng Qian frowned, a little curious about this title.

"Thank you, General Long, for your help."

Zhao Aotian, who barely landed, was already trembling in his legs.

But with a sense of arrogance, he forced himself to hold the sword with both hands to stabilize his standing posture.

"War King, how are you, are you alright?"

He gasped for breath and said urgently, "Break... Broke four ribs and got out of the way. ”

When General Long heard this, his face immediately turned pale: "War King, this demonic beast is small, but its combat power is by no means idle, Master Jin Ge and I will help you!" ”

Jin Ge also dragged his old pace and hurriedly came to Zhao Aotian's other side: "Aotian, it seems that the physical defense of this demonic beast is extremely amazing.

But the object must be opposed, the physical resistance is so high, the magic resistance must not be high.

I believe that the old man's magic will definitely cause him harm. ”

"That's right, in that case, I also switched the holy sword to a magic attack."

The holy sword in Zhao Aotian's hand was shocked.

The emerald green brilliance of the sword body instantly turned into a brilliant purple.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Zheng Qian couldn't help but whistle.

This human level is not good, and the skills are quite bells and whistles.

"I can't hold it anymore, I have to use a special move to determine the victory, Mr. Jinge, General Long help me!"

"Understood!"

The old man and the middle-aged man in red armor shouted in unison.

I saw the young man shouting: "The second stage of the critical breakthrough!" ”

Zheng Qian only felt a strong wind pressing towards him.

The old man and the man in red armor also launched a fierce attack on Zheng Qian at the same time.

But Zheng Qian saw that behind them, in the eyes of this young man named Zhao Aotian, there was a determination to say goodbye to the world.

The greatsword in his hand erupted with an astonishing purple glow.

【The Eighth Sword of the Nine Swords of the War King: Holy Judgment】

"With this blow, I'm going to bet everything I have."

For some reason, looking at his desperate posture, Zheng Qian vaguely felt a little about him...

… Sneer at!

I don't even have the most basic communication and understanding, and I am intoxicated with the great fantasy and self-orgasm.

This is also worthy of honor?

There is a limit to joking, too!

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