The golden sickle-shaped water sword just swept through thousands of armies with one blow, and everywhere it passed, the half-human-high sand eggs were cut in half.

If nothing else, the strange beings bred inside all died on the spot, and even the arrogant Eighth Lord Olifi couldn't help but jump to avoid such a rogue move from his opponent.

If you are slashed by the ultimate golden holy water of the "King of the Colosseum", even if you are not injured in the slightest, you will lose face in front of many do-gooders.

However, he jumped up to avoid the opponent's edge, but it just happened to follow Ye Zhiqiu's wishes. It is difficult for people to borrow strength in the air, and it is better to stand on the ground and sway than to move.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the opportunity was coming, how could he give up easily, at the moment he clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed his lower abdomen, and the cheap smile on his face made all the onlookers outrageous.

"The Ultimate Bladder Sword!"

A pure white sword light erupted from the mouth of the big bird flying high, and the speed was as fast as the Eighth Lord Olifi's spatial cutting, and it was instantaneous!

"Voice of God" Olifi is worthy of being an earthly agent who holds the authority of God, and before he has time to take a deep breath, he opens his mouth to let out a roar.

At this moment, like the tongue of the martial arts holy hand, a fist-sized ball lightning bolt was fabricated out of thin air, blocking the trajectory of the ultimate bladder sword.

It stands to reason that the Thunder Orb called by the Eighth Lord Olifi was powerful enough, but unfortunately he was a half-finished product condensed in a hurry, but Avanti Ye was going all out!

The ultimate move propelled by the power of the magnetic field rotation completely suppressed the ball lightning that was not perfect enough for the "Voice of God" Olive, and the half-cut blade exhausted the current of the "Thunder Magic Ball", and the remaining part of the power did not decrease, and it slashed through it fiercely.

After the block just now, the Eighth Lord Olifi also reacted, and his body fell rapidly, wanting to regain the advantage of ground warfare.

It's a pity that the ultimate bladder sword is controlled by Ye Zhiqiu freely, even if the power of the aftermath is halved, and the blow of the bend and sag, it is like a vulture diving.

"Voice of God" Olifi was inexperienced in combat, and he didn't react at all, and was slid to the ground by the ultimate bladder sword grazing his neck.

In this way, the high Eighth Lord is really embarrassed in front of people, his strong strength and special abilities have given him an arrogant and uninhibited character in the past years, and now this dream has been woken up by Ye Zhiqiu's soak of urine.

What's even more sad is that the "Angel Trio" throat ring, the extraordinary equipment exclusive to the "Voice of God", was cut by the ultimate bladder sword, and a hair-thick crack appeared.

In an instant, at this moment, the Eighth Lord Olive's heart was cold, and he deeply regretted why he would provoke this reckless warrior who was not afraid of heaven and earth for the sake of only four thousand gold coins, and he didn't have any steps to walk down until now.

If you really want to go out and make a life and death gamble, just for the sake of a mere 4,000 gold coins, not only will your reputation be ruined, but even the Storm Priests will be disgraced and become a joke among the people of the Desert Empire.

In the face of the cruel and ruthless facts, the proud Eighth Lord Olifi finally bowed his head obediently, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted at Avanti Ye: "Slow!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what trick his opponent was playing, and scolded with a smile: "Slow you down! So far, you don't have any position to speak, take it! Slaughter God has no regrets!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu's talisman tangible energy was stimulated, and even the Eighth Lord Olifi didn't react quickly, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and turned back suddenly in horror.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhiqiu's tangible energy slammed the prelude to "God Slaughter Without Regrets" into the back of "Voice of God" Olive.

In just a breath, Ye Zhiqiu's tangible energy clenched his fist and slammed into the middle, and the strange magnetic field rotation power was exerted, causing the Eighth Lord Olifei's tempered body to twist, his skin was cracked, his muscles and flesh were knotted, and his blood vessels swelled out, just like a poisonous snake that woke up in early spring, twisting his body wantonly and entangled with each other.

The Eighth Lord, Olifi, instantly lost control of his back muscles, and the power of the God Butcher's unrepentant power had penetrated deep into his internal organs through his skin, and both kidneys began to twist and burst.

The sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow of the "......" instantly pierced the "Voice of God" Olivei's unfirm will, and he fell to his knees on the spot as soon as his knees weakened.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't look like he was cheating, so he was ready to step forward to make up for the second half of the trick of God Tu without regrets!

At this moment, the extremely keen sixth sense intuition told Ye Zhiqiu that the opponent still had the last power of Yibo, and sneered at the moment, injecting the second half of the Slaughter God without regrets into the tangible energy, and made a move from afar.

The Eighth Lord, Olifi, heard the sound of footsteps that were about to leave, the sound of the rapidly approaching breaking air, and his judgment was wronged by the severe pain, and he suddenly raised his face with a look of ecstasy that was still proud and a little treacherous, and he let out a thunderous roar that shocked a hundred miles.

It's a pity that the opponent is not the real body of the flesh and blood, but the tangible energy that injects the second half of the magnetic field rotation trick.

God Butcher had no regrets in the abdomen of the eighth lord Olifei, and the tangible energy similar to Ye Zhiqiu's appearance was seven points away, and it disintegrated on the spot in an instant, like a candle flame swaying in the wind, which was blown out by the thunderous roar of the "Voice of God" Olivei.

On the other hand, the eighth lord Olifi, who was subjected to the magnetic field rotation and the supreme martial arts "God Butcher has no regrets", not to mention the strange power of the back muscles that squirmed on their own, spreading from the abdomen to the chest, and quickly spreading to the whole body, causing all the blood vessels to expand and emerge from the surface of the body.

The heart was beating violently, approaching three hundred times per minute, and it was already approaching the limit of the Storm Lord, and if you didn't deal with it, you would be ruined on the spot.

A soft sigh came from the depths of the Altar of Storms, and an important ceremony ended early, and then a burly figure flew out, stretched out his hands around the shoulders of the Eighth Lord Olifi, and prepared to cast a "force field transfer" to transfer all strange powers.

It's a pity that this person still underestimates the martial god trick of the magnetic field rotating power system, and just when he reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of the eighth lord Olifei, the strange power of "God Butcher has no regrets" was like a plague, quickly transmitted to his body.

Such a terrifying trick is simply not a martial art in the world, but a twisted power from the Demon Lord of the Sulfur Fire Lake.

"Get out of here!"

Clarke, the seventh lord who is good at "force field transfer", doesn't want to see such a strange power on his body, so he can't help but turn on his full power, and transfer the remaining strength of the "God Butcher No Regrets" that invaded him, along with the main force in the body of the eighth lord Olifei, to his feet.

In an instant, the ruins of the front hall of the Storm Altar were like dozens of demigod-level black mamba pythons, and the Nile Overlord horned vipers, in order to compete for mates, wantonly twisted with each other, constantly slapping the ground, creating spiral patterns one by one, just like a whirlpool on the sea!