It's not just people who are divided, but also the blade of judgment.

Michael, the Angel of Battle, holding the Blade of the Holy Sword of Light, stands on the left.

Satan, the god of death, holding the Grim Reaper's Scythe in his hand, stands on the right.

The two sides formed a joint encirclement and attacked the Silver Horn King at the same time.

"Michael, the angel of battle, Satan the god of death!"

Jiang Wenming shouted loudly again.

The Silver Horn King immediately understood, and the purple gold gourd in his hand was immediately aimed at Michael.

"Michael, I call you, do you dare to agree?"

When Jiang Wenming heard this, he almost fell to the ground headfirst.

Is this Silver Horn King Tie Hanhan?

You've asked that, and fools know there's a problem!

"Oh, idiot, you think I'm going to ...... Yes! ”

Michael sneered, and before he finished speaking, he was directly sucked into the purple gold gourd.

"That's okay......"

Jiang Wenming was completely speechless, and he was really a fool.

Seeing this, Satan hurriedly threw out his scythe and reassembled it into the Blade of Judgment.

At the same time, he stepped forward and attacked the Silver Horn King.

The Silver Horn King lacked skills, so he could only give up controlling the purple gold gourd and watched Michael escape.

"Alas......"

"Almost again!"

"What a pity!"

"I feel that the gourd of the gold and silver boy is so powerful, as long as you call someone else's name, you can take people in."

"It's very powerful, but it's a pity that you can only accept one person at a time, otherwise you would have won."

“……”

The audience in Huaxia District watched it with a pity.

It's just a bit of a loss, but it's always interrupted at a critical moment.

Satan, the god of death, has obviously seen through the shortcomings of the purple gourd, and he hides in the group of evil ghosts with a scythe in his hand, and directs those evil ghosts to go up to be cannon fodder.

Michael is facing the Silver Horn King head-on.

No, it should be said that he was pressed to beat!

The Silver Horn King is good at spells, and melee combat is no match for Michael at all.

After only a few rounds of fighting, he was slashed covered in blood.

"Switch the Golden Horn King melee combat!"

Jiang Wenming acted as a conductor under the ring.

The Silver Horn King was hit by Michael at this time, and when he saw Jiang Wenming still pointing at him below, he suddenly became angry.

"You can do it!"

"Is that okay? You said it earlier! ”

When Jiang Wenming heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the strength of the gold and silver king is strong, his brain is not very good, and he has these three treasures.

Blind!

At this time, when he heard that he could play, Jiang Wenming was not only not afraid, but had a feeling of eagerness.

When the Silver Horn King saw Jiang Wenming's expression, he was also stunned for a moment.

What he said just now was just angry words, but I didn't expect this stupid boy to take it seriously.

"You mortal foolish nonsense, honestly wait below, see that I don't kill him alive!"

"Don't, Silver Horn King, it doesn't matter if I have strength, can't you just lend me your strength? Look at how I can help you clean them up. ”

Hearing Jiang Wenming say this, the Silver Horn King was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Is this a human language?

I can't do it, you just have to come?

I also lent you power, why don't you go to heaven?

But now he has no better way to deal with the enemy in front of him.

Just as he hesitated, the voice of the Golden Horn King sounded in his head.

"Second brother, you might as well let him try, he really can't use that trick."

Seeing that his eldest brother had spoken, the Silver Horn King could only accept his fate.

"Shapeshift!"

He kicked a pebble away.

The next moment, Jiang Wenming's figure appeared in the ring.

"Junior, Jiang Wenming, please come to the king of gold and silver!"

Although Jiang Wenming was taken aback by this sudden change, he quickly stabilized.

Hurriedly cast the magic trick.

The gold and silver king was not polite, and immediately turned into a streamer and merged into Jiang Wenming's body.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Jiang Wenming wanted to roar excitedly.

That's how it feels!

Compared with the previous white possession, it is not much better.

The Golden Horn King turned into a pair of golden armor, the Silver Horn King turned into a silver helmet, the gold rope was tied around his waist, and the jade bottle was pinned behind his waist.

A seven-star sword in one hand and a purple gold gourd in the other.

Armed at all points!

"King of Gold and Silver, please cooperate with me in casting spells later."

Jiang Wenming contacted the two in his heart.

However, the two ignored him at all, and a strange memory appeared in his mind.

These are the mantras for how to use those magic weapons and spells.

“……”

"It's worthy of a salted fish duo, and their ability to make soy sauce is really high."

Jiang Wenming complained wildly in his heart.

Their meaning is obvious, everything is given to you, you can give whatever you want, you are free to play.

The audience was already stunned.

Especially the audience in Huaxia District, they never thought that Jiang Wenming would actually end up in person.

This is a battle of the gods!

Not a mythical battle in the ring!

As long as you play, the gods can shoot directly at the gods!

How dare he?

"Is Jiang Shen crazy?"

"No matter how anxious you are, you can't play in person, it's over, can't this be cut by the other side?"

"Probably not, Jiang Shen is not a fool, he must have his reasons for doing this, we should believe him."

"That's it, Jiang Shen is my father, how could he fall here."

"What, Jiang Shen has a daughter? It's not like, sister, how old are you? ”

"I'm eight years old!"

", worthy of Jiang Shen, you can give birth at the age of eight!"

“……”

In the ring.

Jiang Wenming looked at the army of evil spirits rushing towards him in front of him, and then took a deep breath.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind breathed out of his mouth.

Samadhi kamikaze!

All the evil spirits that were blown by the wind turned into ashes in an instant.

At the same time.

Jiang Wenming stretched out his hand, and the golden rope flew out from his waist.

"Bondage!"

This is for Michael.

"Carving insect skills!"

Michael's holy sword was wrapped in sacred fire and slashed at the golden rope.

However, the next second.

The gold rope in front of him disappeared without a trace.

Wrong!

It's not going away!

Instead, it turned into a hair, and was burned by the flames.

"Hair? How can there be hair here? ”

Michael was stunned, feeling that his brain was a little unturned.

On the other side, Satan, who was preparing to attack Jiang Wenming, suddenly let out a roar.

I saw his figure emerge from the shadows, and his body was wrapped in a golden rope.

"Satan, are you stupid?"

Jiang Wenming suddenly sneered.

"Damned mortal, how dare you insult ...... Yes! ”

Before Satan's words fell, his body involuntarily flew towards Jiang Wenming.

No, to be precise, it flew towards the purple gold gourd behind Jiang Wenming.

It turned out that Jiang Wenming had secretly aimed the mouth of the bottle at Satan before.

Whether it is facing Michael's attack in front of him, or questioning, it is all his routine.

Satan thinks he is hiding very secretly, but he doesn't know that under Jiang Wenming's fiery eyes, there is nothing to hide.

The reason why he shot at Michael was all to paralyze him, and the real target was him Satan!

Michael tried to help, but it was too late.

At this time, Satan was bound by a rope of gold, and he could not use the judgment to resist the suction of the purple gourd.

It's just the blink of an eye, and it's included.

After Satan was included in the purple gold gourd, Jiang Wenming quickly took out the wooden cork and plugged the mouth of the bottle.

"Michael, huh? Now that's all you have left! ”

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Wenming's mouth.