Harris slashed wildly, every sword was full of strength, he wanted to kill the red lotus! The strength of each sword was also just right, and he was not ready to kill with a sword, he planned to slowly torture this mad dog.

"You're crazy! Why aren't you crazy when you step on a horse?!" Harris's greatsword pressed down so hard that the back of the demon knife [Stygian Flame] almost sank into the flesh of his shoulder, and he wanted to break Red Lotus's unyielding eyes, because it made him very unhappy, thinking of this, he kicked Red Lotus in the stomach again.

"Wow!" The red lotus that flew out upside down couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of fishy blood in mid-air, and her body slammed to the ground. Coughing violently a few times, he slowly stood up again with the demon sword [Stygian Flame] Red Lotus, and the anger in his eyes never went out. Dragging the Stygian Flame to pull a crooked crack in the cracked earth, his speed gradually began to increase, bringing with him a long tail of flames, and even dust that had been dried by the heat, which was the smell of spring earth.

Harris looked arrogant, and slapped the demon knife he slashed hard, and [Stygian Flame] seemed to be stuck to Red Lotus's hand, and fell to the ground again with his body. Coughing up blood, standing up, and sprinting, he slashed at it with a knife in his hand.

"See how far you can hold on!" Harris's face was full of hideousness, and the big sword wrapped around the demon sword [Stygian Flame] a few times, and finally slapped it on it again, and kicked his right foot in the chest of Red Lotus again.

Bang!

Without exception, the red lotus flew more than ten meters away, his tiger's mouth had been shattered, and the blood was burned dry by the flames of anger the moment it came out. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and a slight exertion of force throughout his body would be accompanied by a sharp pain that would tear his lungs and lungs, and he didn't stand up several times. Just when everyone thought he couldn't stand up. He staggered to his feet again, dragging the demon knife [Stygian Flame] and began to kill again.

A breeze blew. The other six powerhouses of the Grey Eagle Seven Saints shivered coldly, and they noticed a faint change in the air. His eyes immediately became solemn.

Unable to defeat the Red Lotus mentally, Harris felt embarrassed. The wrong judgment at the beginning made him ugly, and now this mad dog is still unwilling to give in no matter how he fights, which makes him feel that his face is dry and panicked, and every attack of Honglian is like an ear scraper that hits his face hard, and he has gradually lost his patience.

"Kneel down for Lao Tzu!" Harris's fury was at its limit, and he roared and slashed at the red lotus that was rushing towards him, and this sword seemed to want to conquer the red lotus completely.

Looking at Harris, whose face had become a little distorted by anger, Bruce suddenly smiled. The smile is a little weird. The demon knife [Stygian Flame] was put aside, and his hands pressed violently on the ground, and the roar immediately rang out: "Lao Tzu is crazy!

Buzz Buzz!!

There was a violent tremor in the air, and seven five-pointed star magic arrays with a diameter of about 100 meters in different colors suddenly appeared, including red, blue, black, white, cyan, yellow, and purple, in six directions: front, back, left, right, up, and down. The ancient and cumbersome elemental totem symbols seemed to come to life, dancing in the air.

One after another, the dazzling pillars of light crossed vertically and horizontally, and dense seven-colored points of light appeared in the air and frantically converged towards the magic circle, and a ruined aura quietly dispersed.

"Lao Tzu blew you up!" With the roar of the red lotus, a dense explosion sounded in the space surrounded by seven terrifying magic arrays. Harris's figure was almost instantly submerged. The deafening explosion turned the place into a hell, and the ground around it trembled, stirring up countless stones that flew out and were blown into powder as they went.

The power of this Red Lotus Fury can be said to be comparable to the fiery fury that can be unleashed in the extreme state. Bruce had also thought of using this trick at one point. But the six powerhouses and dozens of gray eagle elites who were eyeing him next to him made him dare not act rashly, if he lost his combat effectiveness, then. All the demons present today will die.

Bruce has never forgotten who he is, and he can not only be a fierce warrior. But at the same time, he is also a seven-line magician with a talent like a demon. This magic circle, which once made Rhea suffer a loss, made him use it without hesitation. Now that I think about it, I was able to use it in the first place, maybe because of the fusion magic power, one of the two supernatural powers that Elandi gave him.

Although this is not a real fusion, the power of the seven magic circles at the same time is not to be underestimated, and Harris, who is in the circle at this time, is deeply aware of it. He didn't expect that he would be hit, and when he found that a mysterious and powerful force began to restrain his body and the seven gorgeous magic arrays around him, he knew that he was careless.

"Ahem. The entire circle was filled with violent explosions, Harris kept coughing up blood, his whole body seemed to be shattered, his defenses were constantly being violently blasted, and he could even hear the crisp sound of bone cracking.

The explosion lasted for a full minute, and as the magic circle disappeared, Harris's figure appeared in everyone's eyes. At this time, his whole body was covered in blood, and there was hardly a complete part of his skin, and blood was gushing outward. This made the members of the Gray Eagle, who were accustomed to seeing bloody scenes, shudder.

"Very good, very good!" The blood-covered face suddenly showed a mouthful of white teeth, and the words that came out made people wonder if he had been blown up into a fool?

It was the first time he had seen such a wolf bèi with his own eyes, and he must have been angry. The other six powerhouses of the Gray Eagle Seven Saints still understood their brother's thoughts better, and sure enough, Harris, who had turned into a bloody man, roared at this time: "When I am a brother, don't make a move! Lao Tzu doesn't hack him to death today, I won't be called Harris!" His face began to twist strongly, and he looked like he had a hint of metamorphosis.

Don't look at Harris is now seriously injured, Bruce's situation is also not much better, the long and continuous extreme combat has caused him to use up almost all his mana, and the flame of anger and the soul of rage can no longer be maintained.

A gentle breeze blew, and the bloody battle here suddenly became quiet.

The demons were all concentrating on recovering their strength, and the same was true of the Grey Eagle Elite, the six of the Seven Saints of the Grey Eagle stood quietly, and Harris and Bruce were also motionless. It was such an eerie and quiet situation, but it could not calm down, and the smell of gunpowder in the air seemed to have reached a peak.

I don't know how long it took, but Harris and Bruce, who felt that the injuries in their bodies had recovered, rushed towards each other in unison, their faces full of madness.

"Lao Tzu hacked you to death!" The distance of dozens of meters quickly shortened as the two ran to each other, and when they met, the roars of the two sounded at the same time.

The sharp greatsword and the demon sword [Stygian Flame] suddenly collided together, making a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing, and the two of them were each shocked back two steps by a force of countershock, and then they attracted each other like magnets.

"Ahh When the blood splattered onto the ground, puffs of water vapor suddenly appeared, and this was because the aftermath of the explosion was still in the devastated land.

Bang!

The two sharp weapons kept clashing in the air, and the blood splattered never stopped. Harris and Bruce are in a very strange situation right now. Although the difference in cultivation is one level, after the bloody battle just now, the strength of the two is almost the same, and the weapons used by the two are so similar, one is a gold-level sword, the other is smelted with the flame of anger, and it is a demon sword that has devoured the blood of the gods.

No matter from the point of view of strength, cultivation, weapons and other couples, the two are almost copies of each other at this time, and if I am slashed in the chest by you, your chest will definitely be slashed by me. With this crazy move of the two, I don't know who will fall first.

In just a minute or two, the bodies of the two of them could not remember how many times they had been cut, and the upper half of their bodies that were also [naked] were already covered with hideous blood troughs, and almost every piece of flesh and blood had been rolled up. I don't know if a few more minutes have passed, the two of them keep roaring, and this crazy slash seems to be going on endlessly.

Harris's eyes were almost bulging, and his heart was full of unwillingness and anger. It's just a little bit, as long as he uses a little more force, the head of the mad dog in front of him will be cut off by his own sword, but unfortunately his big sword can no longer cut into it.

Bruce's teeth were about to be crushed, and when the demon knife [Stygian Flame] slashed into one-eighth of Harris's neck, he could no longer advance a single bit, and he could only roar unwillingly in his heart.

A breeze blew, and the two of them fell straight behind their backs, motionless, only hearing their own faint heartbeat. Did they win? Which of them won? Such questions also filled the hearts of the other six powerhouses of the Gray Eagle Seven Saints.

The breathing gradually became even, and there seemed to be a new power gushing out of the body, and then it spread to the whole body along the veins.

"I'll kill you!" Harris jumped to his feet with a thud, his sword slashing at the mad dog's head again.

"Lao Tzu hacked you to death!" Bruce was also not to be outdone, and the demon knife [Stygian Flame] swung out vigorously.

I don't know when the two got up from the ground again and started a new round of slashing each other. Constantly slashing, falling down, and standing up, the two seem to have entered a dead loop.

After repeating this madness six times, Ashbone finally took a step forward, and he wanted to end the fight. (To be continued......)