There was a sudden silence.

Under such an obvious provocative declaration, no one dared to take the lead.

The warlocks present looked at each other, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Vincent killed a Mythical Bloodline Warlock in an instant, which made all the Mythical Bloodline Warlocks feel uneasy, afraid that they would be killed directly by someone as soon as they went up.

However, if you want to escape from here, but you can't let go of this face, so many mythical bloodline warlocks want to leave without moving, which is an extremely severe blow to self-esteem.

They can put down their alliance for the sake of profit, but they can't think of fleeing because they can't estimate the strength of the enemy, not to mention that there are so many people here, and there is a magical medicine like the Leafless Flower waiting for them in front of them?

Under this kind of ambivalence of thinking and not daring, it is no wonder that they hesitate and stalemate where they came.

After a few seconds of silent sweeping, dozens of warlocks did not say a word, did not move, and Vincent frowned.

He stepped forward, a golden twist in his hand, winding into the shape of a spear.

"Since you don't do it, then I'll send you to death!"

The young man's face was cold, and he coldly spit out these words, and the power of the sun formed a golden spear in his hand, and the runes surged on the spear's body, like flowing water, flowing with a blazing breath.

The golden light behind him did not form the shape of a sun, but a magnificent statue of a god and demon!

The god and demon statue was only three or four meters taller than him, but it gave people a magnificent and sacred feeling, and the dazzling light could not see its appearance at all, only its general movements, which were exactly the same as Vincent.

And at this moment, the black man's half-body**, the tip of the spear was aimed at more than thirty warlocks, and he had already made a stabbing action.

Silent, silent.

There was no earth-shattering sound. There is no dazzling brilliance, just a simple stabbing action.

In a straight line, at a distance of fifty meters, all the floating dust was shattered, and it was vaporized into air by the high temperature, and a vacuum channel was completely created where it pointed!

The five or six Mythical Bloodline Warlocks in this straight line didn't feel anything, let alone realize anything, and they directly turned into a puff of dust and smoke, dead without bones!

Two seconds later. More than thirty warlocks were in confusion.

What's going on?

The other party just pointed at a simple spear, and actually killed five or six of his own warlocks directly, even the most secret spells recorded in the classics, it is impossible to kill the mythical bloodline warlocks so silently?

Besides, the Mythical Bloodline Warlock is not an ordinary person, and it is impossible to wipe them out at will, but the other party can erase one-sixth of their number so easily, this terrifying power, how powerful can it be!

And just as the thoughts in their hearts flashed. Vincent pointed another finger at him.

Bang, it's four more people who have collapsed!

The remaining warlocks reacted immediately, and they couldn't care about it anymore and scattered wildly. Flee to survive!

"What kind of spell is this? It's so terrifying?"

"It's not good, run away!"

"This guy is not human at all, we are definitely not opponents!"

More than thirty Mythical Bloodline Warlocks were actually under the guidance of the two spears. The frightened soul does not possess the body, which shows how terrifying the pressure Vincent brings to everyone now!

"This guy...... It's horrible!"

Stay out to the side. Reeves looked at Vincent, who was calm, and feared in his heart.

There was no warning, just a spear pointed out, and it directly turned the warlock into smoke, this supreme power made him unable not to fear the spear.

"It is true that a man who can cause changes in the heavens, the power of this spear is really beyond my imagination. ”

On the side, Adele rarely put away her charming expression, and her face became solemn.

Alec, on the other hand, was silent, clenching the greatsword in his hand.

But they didn't notice that on Vincent's forehead, a ray of sunlight had already appeared, shining with a faint light.

In all fairness, facing so many Mythical Bloodline Warlocks, even Vincent himself, felt a little tricky.

The number is indeed too much.

Thus, at the first time he shot his spear, he used the power of his true name.

The Scorcher.

There is no doubt that this real name represents the incomparably blazing heat, and the high temperature as an attack technique, the most silent, even if it can only be used temporarily for a very short time, but the effect is extremely significant.

With just two spears, the union of more than thirty warlocks was completely shattered, causing them to flee in all directions, without any desire to confront them head-on.

Otherwise, just consuming him in quantity, Vincent would also feel a little unbearable.

Sweeping the scene of the enemy on the opposite side, the boy's brows furrowed slightly.

On the premise of killing ten Mythical Bloodline Warlocks with two spears, this expression would only be thought that he was ready to kill, however, it was actually a side effect of using the power of his true name.

His body was not strong enough to withstand the terrifying power of his true name, and the pain caused by it was immense.

But Vincent's face was as usual on the surface, and he didn't see the slightest surprise.

"The power of my true name is currently only enough for me to wield three spears, and now there is only one spear left. ”

A thought flashed through Vincent's mind, searching for someone who would be the right person to be his last spear partner.

He didn't use the golden spear he had gotten at all, because with his current bloodline strength, it would shatter if it couldn't hold his mana.

But just the spear formed with this mana was enough to make the warlocks of the entire mutilated world tremble!

As for the powerful forces behind these people, he will not pay attention to them.

As early as when his strength was low, Vincent dared to murder the descendants of the warlocks of the Black Iron Realm, and now he is about to step into the Silver Realm, and the ferocity that is not afraid of heaven and earth is even more crazy, and Hathaway and Horence have suffered so much trauma for him, with his character, how can he not repay it well?

As for the follow-up retaliation of the opposing forces?

Afraid of what?

Whoever comes, kills whom!

His gaze scanned the audience, making the remaining warlocks tremble incomparably, and they fled frantically in all directions, wanting to use the alchemy brand to escape from this world, but with the other party's terrifying methods, I am afraid that I will be distracted, and before I can press it, it will have turned into flying smoke, so for a while, no one dares to escape back to their own world!

In the back, Hathaway and Horence were stunned.

A warlock, just standing in place, coerced more than thirty mythical bloodline warlocks, and without seeing a word, he directly collapsed ten people, forcing the remaining warlocks to flee, this kind of might, dare to ask who in the history of warlocks in their world can do it?

"This guy doesn't feel like even a dragon can beat him. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Horence muttered unconsciously.

He had rubbed his eyes several times in a row, but the facts were always the truth, more than thirty Mythical Bloodline Warlocks were indeed forced to run around by one person, this situation was too unbelievable!

Hathaway on the side was also very surprised.

And when she remembered how Vincent had felt holding her just now, for some reason, her cheeks flushed slightly.

It was the first time she had been hugged by a man......

And even in such a situation......

In the midst of the chaos, one of the fleeing warlocks was reluctant to see Hathaway and Horence lying behind Vincent, and his mind was in a frenzy, and he rushed madly and tried to kill each other.

However, just as he turned in mid-air, ready to attack with unparalleled might, all of a sudden, he vanished.

Turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Seeing that the other party died immediately, the light streaks on Vincent's forehead dimmed and disappeared.

He twisted his neck casually, and retracted the movement of his spear.

The third spear is out.

Inside his body, there was a sharp pain that was unbearable, but his face was flat, as if he was extremely relaxed, and his eyes scanned the audience.

In the moment when he was distracted, several warlocks had already used the alchemy brand to escape from this broken world, and the remaining others were still fleeing with their lives, trying to escape from Kevinson's field of vision.

Three spears, eleven people died.

This is his supreme might!(To be continued......)

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