"This is the first time I've seen all of this, because I know things are out of control," Ouyang Dao's voice came out of nowhere, and Ouyang Dao stood behind him, admiring Ethan, who had turned into an evil eye. Amos tightened the hilt of his sword, and although Ethan's tentacles were gone, the threat was far more terrifying than when the tentacles attacked.

"Huh! I told you not to waste time! The old man snorted and stabbed Ethan in the eye with a dozen swords.

Before the sword came, Ethan's big eyes turned away, and the moment the sword struck, a purple eye glowed with a disgusting light.

The great soul condensed in the air, and the old man's sword stood motionless in front of the evil eye. The big evil eyes looked at the surprised old man, and in a burst of purple flashes, the old man lost control of the sword, and before he knew it, the sword flew backwards from his limbs.

"Help me! The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backwards, Amos hurriedly stepped forward to resist, and the rest of the flying swords hit in turn. Bang, bang, bang! Amos swung his greatsword, blades flying in the air, the air surrounding him. The flying sword collided with the blade, letting out an explosive roar. The violent collision is like a shield and a spear, but unlike normal defense, the long hair of the flying sword not only has the danger of piercing the shield, but also has an unparalleled impact. Every time they collided, Amos took a step back, and on the contrary, the sword that flew upside down was also badly damaged, and it was heart-wrenching to see the old one.

These 13 swords are like 13 missiles, and their power has already beaten Amos to meat sauce. When Ethan stopped, Amos's wrist was swollen like a balloon, and the skin of his right hand exploded, splattering blood. He took a deep breath, steadied his trembling right hand, raised his greatsword, and yelled at Ethan, who was floating. Ethan's large pupils stared directly at the oncoming Amozian, and in the eyes of the Amozian, Ethan seemed to tell the truth of this world, and his thoughts were absorbed unconsciously.

"Not good! In fact, Amos's charge suddenly stopped, and the old man immediately noticed that something was wrong, looked at the trembling Amos, and came out from behind the sheep's head staff through gritted teeth. The old man held the scepter in both hands, and the exhaled breath gushed out in the veins inside, and a pale pink light bloomed on the sheep's head.

Stimulated by this, the controlled Amos woke up. Control failed, and Ethan's gaze wandered across the room, as if under an invisible force. The old man's face changed, though invisible to the eye, but this close-fitting miracle was in a mad warning, and in a flash of lightning, the old man leaned back, the scepter tilted over his body, and made a hard bridge.

The courtyard wall behind the old man was cracked, and a half-human-sized blank space on the wall indicated danger. It is impossible to die in this way, looking at the damage caused by the indiscriminate beating behind his eyes, the old man broke out in a cold sweat, and if he had just hit him, he would not have died and been crippled. Thinking about it, the old man reached behind him in a shrink-wrapped backpack, carrying his secret weapon. It was a hat-shaped semicircular ball of iron with sharply jagged edges that looked like a ranged weapon that could be thrown.

The old man took out his hat and buckled it directly to himself. The serration pierced deep into the skin, and when it came into contact with blood, it automatically turned into a set of full-length armor with a blood-red line, sharp protrusions in the joints of the armor, a blood-red blade in the left hand, and a small shield in the right hand.

As a musical instrument maker, the old man's specialty is characterized by not being able to decide not to become strong physically, and the master of battle, the light of the storm, the heavy landslide tsunami, so in addition to practicing flying swords, the old man also prepared this suit of armor for himself. The armor was made from materials from a mine south of Kenworth, which was under the control of the city's master family.

The elders draw the trajectory of the ritual on it, and then gather a group of people to work on it under harsh conditions, with resentment, and the ritual gathers the resentment, gathers together, magnifies the intensity of the volcanic eruption, and contaminates the ore buried deep in the mountain.

In the long run, when the mine ran out, the old man got the cursed ore and forged it with his own expertise, eventually creating the armor of the bloodthirsty demon. Every time he used it, the old man had to give thirty-seven quarters of his own flesh and blood, in contrast to his dating, the physical qualities of the master's blood. With this armor and a remote-controlled flying sword, the old man had enough confidence to fight against the Pinnacle Master, and now that he was injured, his condition was deteriorating, so the old man had no choice but to hide and summon the armor to rush towards Ethan.

Amos looked a little surprised at the old man, who looked strange with a cane on his back and a sheep's head on his helmet. You attack with me, give Luger a chance, Amos nodded and said. He had heard about Luger's methods of increasing his strength in battle. Behind them, Luger continued to circle the cannon. It's no longer a moving gun, it's a moving person.

The blood-red tip of the gun grew brighter and brighter, as if a dragon was flying with it. Luger's professional nature allows him to accumulate power in battle, accumulating a third of his power with each release, as well as the rest of it. The longer he fought, the stronger Luger's attack became. But there's a catch. The longer he fought, the harder it was for Luger to manipulate his power. When he can't do it, Luger can stab him at any moment. The stronger he is, the less accurate he is.

Only against an opponent who cannot move can Lukka attack. In order to be able to kill Ouyang Dao, Lu Jia's power accumulation had long exceeded the master's ability, and now after a period of time, with the accumulation of his power, even if Ethan's strength was greatly enhanced, he would definitely be stabbed to death. Now all the old man and Amos have to do is make sure Ethan has no place to hide.

The old man's left and right hands moved in unison, and the palms of his hands were filled with airflow, which wrapped Ethan's space and pushed him into a fixed position. Ethan also controlled his mind to attack, his power rising from the void without leaving a trace, Amoz using his instincts to stop the attack, and if necessary, his body to stop the attack. The old man's heart was beating faster and faster, forming a dense air prison that moved Ethan from side to side until he was trapped inside.

"Now, quick! The old man yelled loudly, and Lu Jiameng turned around. The gun swirled around his lumbar spine. He pushes back with his left hand and presses down with his right hand. The spear stabbed Ethan, who was already under control. Bang! Infinite energy exploded, and even Luya, who launched the attack, was blown away, not to mention the old man and Amos. They fell to the ground, looking a little relaxed.