Randall patted his head with a headache.

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have fought with Dorag, he should have talked about things first!

It's just that if he doesn't personally test Dorag's strength at this time, Randall is really a little worried.

Looking at Dorag, who was unconvinced, Randall rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly:

"Okay, then you can come, but first say okay, I'll stand here still, you just use the trick you are most sure of.

It's just one move!"

Hearing this, Dorag hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Although it was a bit of a hooligan to keep Randall unmoved, he couldn't care so much about it in order to break the armor of the Rauschzi.

Immediately, the two stood ten meters apart.

Dorag took a deep breath and slowly raised his hands shoulder-width apart.

In the next second, the green air began to slowly converge between his hands.

In just a few seconds, Dorag's hands were dark green.

The air flow was as rich as jade.

And as the air flow condensed, a piercing sound sounded, like tens of thousands of bees flapping their wings.

But Dorag didn't stop accumulating.

After another five seconds, the air flow was so thick that it turned black, and only a little green could be faintly seen at the edges.

The cacophony of voices evolved into a tooth-sore sound, like 10,000 chainsaws cutting through steel.

Even the escaping air currents thinned the three-meter layer of soil around Dorag.

Sweat oozed from Dorag's forehead.

Accumulating to such an extent, he was also a little struggling.

Randall looked at it with some smack, thinking to himself that you didn't want to break my armor, you were clearly going for my life.

At this point, Dorag stopped charging.

Then, as he rubbed his hands, the inky wheals began to slowly shape.

In a few moments, a sprawling spiky cone appeared there.

The overall image of the wind cone is somewhat similar to the Nanming Lihuo Sword in the Shushan Biography, but the direction of the barbs is reversed, and the color is not blue, but the ink edge has a hint of green.

How strong is this cone?

Just look at its special effects.

At this point, Dorag's special effects budget simply exploded.

The violent air currents around him surrounded him, and all five meters around him were Jedi, which were the winds that escaped when they had condensed the wheals before.

And if you look up, you will see that even the clouds in the sky are affected by the rotating wind cone.

In this meeting, there is a sense of great change in the world.

"This trick is called the Wind God Grudge."

Looking at the wind cone in his hand, Dorag muttered.

This means that even the gods who control the wind will complain that it does not belong to him when they see this move.

If it is said that the previous Endless Wind Hell brought the invisibility of the wind to the extreme.

Then this trick of wind resentment brings the sharpness and penetration of the wind to the extreme.

It is believed that even if Hailou Stone comes into contact with the Wind God's resentment, it will turn into powder in an instant.

Just feeling the power of the wind god's resentment, Dorag hesitated a little.

Isn't this too powerful, what if Randall can't stop it?

"Are you ready?"

Dorag asked suddenly, leaving the choice to Randall.

"I don't know how powerful this trick is, if you're not sure, you can say it directly.

You gave me so much time to recharge, and I took advantage of it.

Even if it's a draw."

Randall smiled and shook his head, and cast a finger on Dorag.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Seeing Randall so confident, Dorag no longer hesitated.

He took a deep breath and launched the whirling, piercing wind cone.

Randall faced the rushing wind cone, and only felt that the whole world in front of him was spinning and shrinking towards the wind cone.

For a moment, he subconsciously held his breath.

Although the wheal is highly compressed, the speed of the launch is really fast.

In the blink of an eye, the wind cone had already reached Randall's chest.

Suddenly, the previous harsh sound immediately became several times worse.

Randall's armor only resisted for a second, and then it shattered.

It wasn't just the point where the wind cone was drilling, but centered on that point, and the cracks spread all over the armor in just one second.

With a sound like glass shattering, the armor shattered and annihilated, leaving Randall unguarded in front of the devastating Wind God's wrath.

Seeing that he had successfully broken the armor of Narauszi, Dorag was first overjoyed, and then his face changed, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good!

The armor is shattered, how can Randall's flesh and blood stop it?

But before he could take action, the scene in front of him froze him in place.

I saw Randall's eyes widen with anger, and his whole body was quickly plated with a layer of black.

Immediately, white lines appeared on the black muscles, like white magma flowing on obsidian.

At this time, Randall is like a god of war made of black iron.

This is Randall's Shattered Form.

After completing the form transformation, Randall raised his hand and resisted the wind cone that was still spinning and studying, and for a moment, countless sparks splashed.

Dorag's face stiffened, looking at the incomprehensible scene in front of him.

Randall actually relied on his flesh and blood to block his wind god resentment?!

At this time, Randall let out a loud shout, and the muscles of his two arms suddenly swelled in a circle, and then he used all his strength to twist the direction of the wind god's resentment to the side.

Then, with a piercing screech, the wind cone grazed Randall's body and shot into the distance.

At this time, coincidentally, on the path of the wind cone, a sea king with a conservative estimate of a few hundred meters long jumped out of the sea.

The wind cone whistled by, crashing right into the hapless sea king.

The skin and flesh of the Sea King's extremely high defense were useless, and with a bang, it exploded into a cloud of meat crumbs.

The blood was still in the air, and it had been wrenched into blood foam, and it fell into the sea, staining a large part of the sea red.

And the wind cone, as if it had encountered nothing, continued to fly into the distance.

"You..."

On the island, Dorag looked at Randall, wanting to stop talking, stopping and talking, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

At this time, Randall's chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and blood flowed down, staining his whole person like a bloody man.

Even Dorag could see through the rotten flesh and see the beating heart.

It's visible.

As for the invisible, such as the small wounds blown out by the wind in the body, and the massive amount of armed color and qi consumed, it is insignificant.

It's just that Randall looks miserable, but in fact, it's just a fatal injury!

"That's right, you guessed it right, my strongest defense is actually my flesh!"

Randall gave Doragbi a thumbs up and grinned.

The exposed teeth reflected a strange light.