Young Master Yun

Above the extremely high void, the sound of sonic booms can be heard endlessly. This level of battle is no longer something that the people below can participate in.

Terrifying energy ripples continued to spread towards the surroundings, and the turbulent air collided with each other like angry waves in the ocean, and then an even more shocking explosion sound erupted.

In the distance, Yun Hao's body was covered with a layer of gold at this moment, as if a layer of golden paint had been applied to his body, his figure was shining golden.

At this moment, his palm was printed on the black mask in front of Sock, and the barren and tyrannical force kept impacting the black protective cover.However, the elasticity of Suoke's protective cover was astonishing. No matter how hard Yun Hao's palm was, he couldn't smash the protective cover.

There was a sneer on the corner of Suoke's mouth, and he said sarcastically: "A junior sword spirit boy dares to be so rampant, I am really impatient..."

After speaking, he waved his palm casually, and then there was a squirm in front of him, and a black ponytail quickly appeared, lashing towards Yun Hao's body.

A coldness flashed across Yunhao's eyes, his figure didn't change because of the black horse's attack, and he struck the protective shield in front of Sock's body one after another.

This approach also made the figures of the two people constantly changing, while Sock was always moving in the void in the form of flying upside down.

"Pa..." The black horse hit the dragon wing on Yunhao's back, the pain was like an ant bite, it was just a very subtle feeling.

Yun Hao didn't pay any attention to this feeling. The barren force on his palm became stronger, and the speed of the palm's bombardment became faster and faster. The rapidly waving arms moved extremely quickly at this moment, like a storm. It poured down towards Sock.

Suoke's face gradually became gloomy. He didn't expect that the inconspicuous elementary sword spirit in front of him had such a perverted ability to resist blows, and his casual blow just now had no effect at all.You must know that if this blow was touched by an ordinary sword spirit, it would at least hurt for a long time, and the young man in front of him is obviously a strange one.The black horse practiced whipping a few times, and this guy seemed to be fine.

What surprised Sock even more was that the protective shield in front of him had already begun to crumble.

How can it be?My dark defense is an earth-level high-level defensive magic!How could he be shaken so easily.

How could Suoke have imagined that Yunhao's triple attack effect combined with power soul and grudge, even some high-level sword spirits would shy away when they come into contact with it, not to mention the protective shield released by a magister.

Yunhao's two palms, like machines, bombarded the pitch-black protective shield tirelessly. Under the circumstance that his strength could not match that of Sock, Yunhao chose quantity.

With a single swing of Thork's horse, his fist can strike dozens or even hundreds of times. Coupled with the shocking effect brought by the previous Eight Desolation Palm, the current black shield is like a boat drifting in a storm. There is a possibility of subversion at any time.

Suoke's heart gradually became serious, and he realized that the young man in front of him must be unusual, otherwise, why would those rebels send such a low-level person out to die.

The figure flashed a few times in the air, and Suoke wanted to avoid Yunhao's attack range, and then released a medium-sized magic.

However, Yunhao didn't seem to intend to give Suoke this chance. At the same time that Suoke's figure flickered, the dragon wings behind Yunhao also trembled undetectably. The next moment, he appeared strangely again In front of Sock.

The corner of Suoke's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "What a perverted speed..."

While Sock said ha, he didn't forget to flash again.Under Yun Hao's constant harassment, if he wanted to release a decent mid-level magic, it would probably be quite difficult.

At this moment, Yunhao is like a maggot attached to the bone. No matter how Soke moves, Yunhao's figure will appear at the same time as him, and once he appears, there will be a heavy punch in front of Sock.

The figures of the two people kept flickering in the void, like the twinkling stars in the sky. They were still here one second, but they both appeared a hundred meters away in the next moment.

Seeing this scene, the dark soldiers on the ground were stunned. No one could have imagined that the speed of human beings could reach such a limit. They couldn't see the flickering figures of the two even with their eyes wide open. The only one who could What he noticed was the faint afterimage left in place when Yunhao's wings flickered.

In just a short while, there are more than a dozen afterimages in the sky. At first glance, it seems that there are more than a dozen Yunhao standing in the air, but in fact, those soldiers with extremely sharp eyes can still Identify the real Yunhao, but the one that just flashed out.

Sock's heart was as irritated as if a boulder had been crushed, and his breathing became a little difficult.The dark defense in front of him is about to be broken, if he can't cast other magic, his body is bound to have an intimate contact with this crazy young man in front of him.

Suoke scanned the golden fist and Yunhao's ferocious eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little numb in his scalp.For so many years, he has traversed the continent of Aigles, and he has always been the supreme existence. The pampering and pampering for so many years has made him forget the feeling of fear and fighting.

But now, with the feeling of fear, he still doesn't feel like fighting.As a magister, he actually fought a warrior in melee.

Regardless of whether this fighter is at the level of Sword Spirit or Sword Emperor, his behavior is extremely wrong. He suddenly began to realize that his confidence in his own strength had begun to swell, and the bubbles produced by this expansion were difficult for him. Estimated.

Without the support of Bone Dragon and Mie Lingzhu, can I not even deal with a rudimentary Sword Spirit?

Such doubts popped up in Suoke's heart, and his heart felt a little weak. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that after so many years on the mainland, what he relied on was only the bone dragon and the spirit-killing orb. Once he lost these With the help of two things, he became so unbearable that he couldn't even deal with a rudimentary sword spirit.

Thinking of this, a huge gap aroused the anger in his heart, and he suddenly felt that his self-esteem was greatly stimulated. He did not allow his absolute strength to be desecrated in this way, no matter whether he had the help of foreign objects or not. Sock wanted to confirm his position as the absolute hegemon on this continent.

And this position cannot be replaced by Rogge, let alone the young man in front of him.

Sock gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and then spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood was sprayed on the crumbling black protective cover, making the already thin protective cover thicker again. At the same time, Sock's momentum was a little sluggish.

But in his eyes, there was a flash of ferocity and madness.

"If you want to fight me, Sock, you have to pay a price..."

After drinking in a low voice, countless black mist began to erupt from Suoke's body, and the thick mist quickly spread towards the surroundings.

The black mist touched Yun Hao's palm, and a "chi chi" sound came out immediately.

Yun Hao was taken aback in his heart. He glanced slightly, and saw that there was already a faint layer of noble righteousness attached to his arm, and he started to fight against the black mist.

tnnd The mist released from this guy is poisonous.

Yun Hao's heart moved, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone, avoid this black mist, the mist is very poisonous..."

At the same time, Yun Hao's figure also retreated slightly towards the rear, standing upright in the void.

The light in his eyes scanned the back of the black mist flickeringly, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart. If it wasn't for Thok's last cruelty to spit out a mouthful of blood, he might have smashed his protective shield by now, killing him. After a violent beating, and then a complete kill, it seems that this guy is not going to die.

How strong can a lifeless magister be?

Yun Hao didn't know, but he guessed that he would not be much worse than Rogge, so for safety, he held the God Demon Blade in his hand and stared at the rolling black mist...