I'm not a dark ultra warrior

Chapter 291 Show Me Josta Who Are You Fearing?

Panicked like the scorching sun, golden like gold, with a dignified appearance, except for that face.

The black mist surged, the blood was like a tide, every move was dark, with a ferocious shape and a strong body, it was evil in the eyes.

If he didn't know who the real villain was, Josta would probably be the one to attack.

The more he fought, the more dazed Aitargar became.

The deep power of darkness surrounding the body, the terrifying oppressive force between swinging fists and feet, plus the body full of villainous aura.

This TM is more like a Dark Star than himself!

Once again, countless flame cannons were waved, and while the yellow iron fist was being waved, Aitarga's slightly hasty voice came out.

"The darkness is deeper than countless Dark Stars. No wonder there were rumors in the universe that you almost became the Emperor of Darkness, Josta."

"Since there is such a powerful darkness."

"How about we form an alliance and rule countless universes together?"

The attack became more and more rapid, and the breathing between exhalations became much heavier.

Josta's blood-colored eyes moved quickly with him, leaving two slender red stripes.

"Senseless words." The muscles on his body became more and more swollen, and the heavy roar and heavy blows continued to explode on Aitarga's body, "I have no interest in ruling the world."

The yellow armor had long since lost its original appearance, with countless corners broken, and the outermost feathered defense had already been torn into rags by him.

The two huge horns on the back were also accidentally hit from the front by Josta, and they were full of cracks.

Every fist fight caused Atarga to retreat steadily, and he had been hammered from the central position of Space-Time City to the edge area by Josta.

Power, irresistible force.

In the battle with Sai Luo, whether it was light or fighting, although Aitarga was slightly at a disadvantage against him, he was still able to entangle with him, and occasionally a few hits could always make Sai Luo feel extremely uncomfortable.

But in the battle with this guy in front of him, Aitargar's eyes showed a little fear.

My own arms landed on his body, enough to hit him with the power to shatter the mountain, but it seemed that I was not affected by it at all, and continued my actions, hitting my own armor with one blow to the heart of the Ultra Black Tiger Broken.

The flame bombs and light cannons, the light skills that Sai Luo couldn't resist, fell on him, and he became more violent and more energetic.

I have defended against his attacks countless times. If it was Sai Luo, he would already be panting now, but the guy in front of him seemed to have no end to his physical strength, and the impact on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

Surrounded by blood and darkness, the sturdy body is constantly twisting and twisting, and the rapid fists can only see its afterimage, and the scarlet eyes are brighter and brighter, just like Shura.

Indifferent and extremely cold, as if the hunter had pointed his shotgun at his prey.

That kind of indifferent gesture-like calmness.

Even Aitargar, who had sealed countless Ultra fighters, trembled uncontrollably.

Aitarga, who couldn't bear Josta's attack any more, plunged his feet into the ground, and his whole calf was covered by mud, but even so, he was still retreating constantly, and the armor on his body was breaking faster and faster.

A long gully was torn open on the ground, leaving it in front of him, and the splashed metal fragments filled the hole.

Aitarga's defense power is full, and the meat is not enough, but he understands it clearly.

If this continues, he will die.

I can't take care of too much, so I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

The fear of death made Aitar strengthen his arms and propped up his arms. The armor on his arms was shattered by continuous beatings the next moment. Amidst the sound of metal shattering, Aitarga could even He could clearly feel the breaking of his own bones.

Even though his arm was already in severe pain, Eitar strengthened the pain and launched an attack brazenly.

It is no longer those high-heat light skills before, but a deep purple light beam.

Just like before, Josta didn't dodge at all, and let the light beam inject into his body.

Josta, who was still beating like crazy just now, suddenly stagnated, which made Aitarga get out of the mud quickly, and quickly dodged to the side.

Looking at Josta with lingering fear.

Seeing the fear gradually rising in him, Atalgar couldn't restrain his joy.

"Hahahahaha, even Josta, even this powerful enemy like a king in the universe, has his own fears."

"I want to see, who are you afraid of!"

"I want to manifest him completely! Aitar's puppet!" Aitarga shot out more purple aura, and quickly injected it into Josta's body.

The breath of fear on Josta's body gradually became more and more serious, and the purple smoke slowly condensed behind Josta.

Even though it was covered by purple smoke and Josta's tall body obstructed Aitargar's sight, Aitargar could still see clearly the appearance of the replica that was mimicked.

The vigorous silver body, the streamlined muscle groups constitute his whole body, the bird-like timer and the symbolic wings, the head shape that is completely different from most Ultra fighters, and the extraordinarily famous appearance makes Aita Erga recognized it immediately.

"Nonoah?"

Although he was a guy who materialized by himself, but facing Noah's calm water eyes, Aitarga himself became even more scared.

The ones he imitated were always monsters or dark star people, and the imitation of Josta was already beyond his expectations.

But what happened to this guy in front of him?

In order to ensure that the guy Josta fears most is fully realized, I have made great efforts.

But why is it Noah! ? ! !Why are you a good warrior of light afraid of Noah! ! !
"Relying on my own body, I always resist all kinds of attacks." Noah's flat opening made Aitarga's throat roll up and down, and cold sweat gradually slipped from his ferocious cheeks.

"Even if he is already a fighter at the level of the father of Ultra, he is still so careless."

Josta also came back to his senses at this time, "Careless."

The silver warrior didn't say much, turned around slightly, and looked at Aitarga.

A torrential energy tide rose gradually from the silver body. Obviously, the surrounding environment has not changed much, but the fatal crisis has locked on Atalga.

"Let me, as the master, handle the trivial matters for this guy."

"After all, there is an old friend of mine under this castle."

(End of this chapter)