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Chapter 466 Do You Think You Can Kill Me? !

The battle is imminent.

Pan Sen didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Aatrox at all, and he held his left hand in the air, and the Penetrating Star Lance, which was far away from him, suddenly disappeared and reappeared directly in his hand.

Taking advantage of the gap in which he took back the weapon, Aatrox took the lead in attacking, holding a sword in his left hand, fisting with his right hand, hammering the ground violently, and launching a chain of evil flames composed entirely of blood magic.

However, he has always been good at melee combat, and only roughly used blood magic. Pan Sen only set up the holy shield, and the holy light of the heavens flickered, easily breaking the magic that was fatal to mortals.

This is Aatrox's little test.

Perhaps as a warrior of the gods, with a complete ascension body, he is not afraid of a mere protoss host who has inherited part of the power of the protoss, even if Pan Sen himself is controlling this body.

But now that Aatrox's immortal body is gone, he has collected countless flesh and blood to barely cast this poor imitation, with no strength left.

Facing Pan Sen, he had to be cautious.

As long as he is a little careless or reveals his flaws during the battle, he may be cut off from the connection between his body and the giant sword, and his spirit will return to the dark cage where he can only survive or die.

"Great Pantheon! How lofty and pretentious!"

While speaking, the sword demon's huge body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Pan Sen. The giant sword in his hand was thrown into the air by him. With the reversal of the body, the left hand with the black gauntlet held the giant sword again, with the momentum of collapsing the mountain. Hit him hard.

Pan Sen held up the Holy Shield of God's Blessing with his right hand, and the sound of huge metal collisions resounded through the clouds.

The Holy Shield trembled faintly, Aatrox's unexpected strength forced him to bend his knees slightly, and his strong self-esteem could not allow him to back down.

The muscles in Pan Sen's arm were knotted, and the power of the astral world exploded at this moment.

The golden light on the divine protection shield shone, and with the wave of the arm, the energy aroused sent Aatrox flying.

In less than a heartbeat, the war protoss took advantage of the victory to pursue, and threw the penetrating star spear in his left hand again, locking on Aatrox who had not yet stabilized his center of gravity as if possessing his own intelligence.

Although he could easily dodge such attacks at his peak, his current body is an imitation after all.

Aatrox twisted his body violently, and with his greatsword he pushed aside the thrust so heavy that it cracked his palm and nearly knocked off his weapon.

The spear blessed with astral magic pierced Aatrox's right wing, but he was able to fly not only by flapping his wings, but also by the application of magic.

The death-giving sword energy poured into the giant sword again, and Aatrox split his attention in two, guarding against the spear that might fly back from behind, he sprinted in front of Pan Sen in the blink of an eye, and stabbed the epee forward fiercely.

After the brief confrontation just now, Pan Sen, who knew the magic power of the sword in front of him, no longer dared to confront it head-on, but took the edge of the sword.

He blesses God with the power of the astral world that is immune to magic, and stretches his arms to the left side of his body with all his strength, and then the holy shield strikes, staggering his blade just like Aatrox dodged his spear just now.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Xing reappeared in His hands again, and his left arm retreated, ready to stab at Aatrox whose weapon had been pushed away.

However, when Pantheon saw the sneer on the corner of Aatrox's mouth, he realized that he had been fooled.

I saw the huge bladeless Dun sword reversed at an incredible angle, held tightly by Aatrox, and slashed forward.

Although the length was not as long as when the sword was raised forward and vertically, it was superior in that it had a larger horizontal range, and it was just enough to touch Pan Sen with the tip of the giant sword.

Limited by a mortal body, the War Protoss, unable to dodge this blow, could only choose to resist with his physical body.

With a trace of destructive sword energy injected into his body, a large mouthful of golden scorching blood spewed out from the gap of Pan Sen's dark golden battle helmet, burning a large rock under his feet.

"Ugh!" Pan Sen roared angrily, causing even the world to change color.

The bright galaxy covered the originally bright sky in an instant, making the situation in this area of ​​Targon completely different from other areas.

The eyes of the outer giants have come to this place, but Aatrox shows no fear.

He knows the giant gods, these selfish and hypocritical celestial gods will never help their compatriots, especially the war protoss.

What's more, they can't help from outside the sky, unless they are willing to descend from the "godhead", the deity descends.

Otherwise, depending on their agents on earth, the hosts of the protoss, one counts as one, and Aatrox has the confidence to kill them all.

However, they sent out all their believers.

The elite fighters of the Rakkol tribe who heard the sound of the battle charged in formation and soon arrived at the place where the two fought.

"Don't come here!" Pan Sen roared angrily, using the power of the giant god to intimidate everyone.

It's a pity that the distance of only tens of kilometers can be reached in one breath for an ascender.

The sword demon laughed wildly and flew among the humans, slashing with the giant sword, splashing blood, finally merging the flesh and blood of these warriors into his body.

"Aatrox!"

Pantheon leaped forward, piercing Aatrox with the spear in his hand.

But at the same time, Aatrox's great sword touched his body.

"Oh yes, yes! Great Pantheon, let me hear you cheer for friendship, let me hear you howl for brother!"

Part of the blood spurted out by Pan Sen's injury merged into Aatrox's body, allowing him to recover from his injuries instantly.

He laughed wildly, the huge sword in his hand seemed to have no weight in his hands, his hands turned into afterimages, and slashed heavily on the divine shield again and again.

Pan Sen quickly used the power of the astral world to heal his wounds, then he dodged behind Aatrox, leaped high, and smashed his shield at his head.

Aatrox reacted quickly, but still couldn't match Pantheon's speed.

The moment his head was hit by God's Blessing, his brain was in chaos, and the world in front of him was spinning.

Pan Sen saw the timing, and the star suddenly thrust forward, piercing through Aatrox's chest.

This is not the end, he put the holy shield in front of his body, protecting his whole body behind the divine protection, the penetrating star in his left hand can poke out more than a dozen times every time his heart beats, even exceeding what this physical body can bear limit.

Golden cracks showed in the dark silver muscles, but Aatrox was in more serious condition than he.

The corrupted body made by blood magic was pierced with countless holes. The golden astral magic restricted the recovery of his physical body, and the corrosive blood scattered all over, floating in the air as if he had lost gravity.

With a final blow, Pantheon sliced ​​Aatrox's neck with the sharp side of his shield, decapitated him, and burned him with starfire.

The corrupted body of the sword demon was almost turned into a fleshy pulp, and he collapsed on the ground. Only the extremely fast rhythmic blade showed that he was still "alive".

Pan Sen stepped on the giant sword, his eyes burning with golden starlight under the helmet stared down, his stern face was full of arrogance.

"The gap between the real gods and your false gods is insurmountable!"

Pantheon's momentum was like thunder, and he slowly pierced the spear into the core of Aatrox's blood magic, preparing to punch it back into the weapon.

However, at this moment, Aatrox seemed to be returning to the light, and the fuzzy flesh and blood formed an arm again, holding the hilt of the sword and striking forward swiftly, which Pan Sen did not expect.

The death-giving sword energy scratched Pantheon's chest, forcing him to retreat, unable to take the opportunity to erase the physical medium connecting Aatrox with the outside world.

The golden blood full of protoss magic was splashed on the rotten flesh, replenishing it with enough energy. Aatrox roared to reshape the flesh, regathered the scattered air and the flesh that had infiltrated the ground, and absorbed it into his body .

"You think you can... kill me?!"

The shadow charge made his body turn into a scarlet afterimage. Under the blessing of barely maintaining his ascension posture, Aatrox sprinted in front of Pan Sen, who had not had time to recover from his injuries, and swung forward with his big sword.

Even though the speed of this blow seemed extremely slow at first glance, the sonic boom shock waves visible to the naked eye around the weapon and the cracks in the ground under Pan Sen's feet were enough to illustrate the speed and strength of the sword.

- Chong!

The shock wave caused by the strong metal collision caused the rocks to roll down, and even the mountain under the two of them sank several meters again.

The golden cracks on the body of the War Protoss were even more obvious, and this physical body obviously couldn't support such an intense battle.

"I admit that I underestimated you, Darkborn." Pan Sen said coldly, "But even if this body is destroyed by you, it doesn't mean that you will be so lucky next time."

"I'm a godslayer, do you think you can have another chance?!"

Aatrox's center of gravity was all on his hands, and with the strength of the epee, Pan Sen couldn't hold it anymore, and then used his strength to smash the sword demon's giant sword away.

But His physical body has already been exhausted.

He escaped the fate of being crushed into starlight particles, but he couldn't escape the attack that followed.

Pantheon's opening was wide open, and Aatrox saw the right moment, pouring all his strength into the giant sword, holding the hilt tightly with both hands, and stabbing hard.

The god-killing blade pierced Pan Sen's chest, and time seemed to stop at this second without limit.

Under the helmet, Pan Sen's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of golden light, which turned into blood of an ordinary color.

He could feel that his body was collapsing.

Aatrox's blow actually ascended to the war constellation along with his spirit!
The Penetrating Star Spear and Divine Blessing Shield fell to the ground, and Pan Sen firmly grasped the Darkborn's blade, "This, this is impossible..."

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