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Chapter 1229 Contest (9)

The night wind howled, and Zhao Hu and the four-winged angel, one in front of the other, slid across the sky like two beams of light, chasing after the vast land.

The four-winged angel was really powerful, constantly narrowing the distance between the two.

During the chase, he found that Zhao Hu's wings were much different from those of the fallen ones, they were stronger and more powerful, and the aura they exuded was definitely above the fallen warriors, showing signs of reaching the level of a magic general.In his heart, he believed that he was a mutated fallen person, and secretly sneered. His real strength has been as long as more than three thousand years!
No matter how the fallen man mutates, in the face of absolute strength, he will never be able to escape his Five Fingers Mountain!
With a whoosh, Zhao Hu broke through the air and flew down on a solitary ice peak, crushing the hard ice like a nail, his long hair fluttering, and a powerful aura permeated his whole body.

"Hahaha, humble degenerate, why don't you run away?" The four-winged angel laughed arrogantly, flapping its four wings, and gently landed on the peak 100 meters away from the enemy.In his opinion, Zhao Hu could not escape his pursuit, so he had no choice but to stop and prepare to fight for his life.

"I, Zhao Hu, a birdman with four wings, report your name, and my subordinates will never die!" Zhao Hu continued to use his anger tactics.

The four-winged angel said angrily: "You are an accomplice of the devil, a traitor of the Protoss, you are a crow that is worse than a sparrow, remember, the one who killed you was the four-winged war angel Sith!"

Angels are divided into two-winged angel fighters, four-winged war angels (equivalent to the general level), six-winged angels (equivalent to the lord level), eight-winged angels (equivalent to the demon king level), and even higher ten-level angels. Wings, twelve-winged angels, the more wings, the stronger the power.

The power division of the angel race is compared with the nine-level power system of the demon race.It's just called differently.

"Is it shit? It really stinks!" Zhao Hu curled his lips in disdain.

Since Zhao Hu appeared, he has continuously used provoking tactics, provoking him away from the holy tower where the space gate is installed, and making another personal attack, making Sith jump into a rage. , turning into a lasing cannonball, attacking the Fallen who made him furious.

"I block!"

Zhao Hu let out a roar, and his palms were filled with surging energy, and they rushed out.

"Pong!"

The sky-shaking loud noise erupted like thunder.

"Crack!"

The ice layer under Zhao Hu's feet was torn apart and spread rapidly like a spider's web. The irresistible force made him retreat a few steps in a row, and barely let go of the force like a stormy sea. Soar up.

"Long!"

The huge rock under Zhao Hu's feet collapsed abruptly, opening a stone pit tens of meters wide.

"What a powerful battle angel!" Zhao Hu's first feeling was that it was difficult to fight against Sith. Although his real strength reached the level of a demon general and absorbed 500 years of Balrog fighting energy, after refining, only a hundred years remained. How can he be an opponent against a four-winged angel with a skill of up to 3000 years?
"Hahahahaha..."

One palm shook Zhao Hu back, and the refreshing feeling made Sith laugh out loud. Zhao Hu's real power could actually step into the level of a magic general. For some reason, he didn't evolve a second pair of corresponding wings, which made him underestimate the fall. The true power of angels.However, exactly as he thought, no matter how mutated he is, he is no match for Sith with 3000 years of skill!

"I'm running away—" Zhao Hu threw down a sentence to support the facade, flapped his wings and fled.

"With my Sith here, where can you escape to?" Sith smiled sinisterly, with four wings flapping flexibly, blocking Zhao Hu's way from several directions up, down, left, and right, and swung the flying Skills, the Fallen is not his opponent, a feeling of cat and mouse emerges spontaneously.

"I'll fight with you!" Zhao Hu rushed over with red eyes and waved his palm.

Sith stood on a huge rock with a golden knife, a sneer flashed in his eyes, his palms overflowed with energy, and he aimed at the palms that struck him, with a snap, the fighting energy in his palms sucked in and turned into a puddle. Like a sticky superglue, it tightly sucked Zhao Hu's palms, and said with a sneer, "You lowly degenerate, let me see how you can keep hiding, why don't you kneel down and repent for your sins... Hey... ..."

He sucked Zhao Hu's palms with his superb fighting spirit, and reprimanded the betrayer of the God Race with a serious look. Suddenly, the palm that touched Zhao Hu's right palm had a deep and powerful aura, as if a tiny crack had been punctured. The rapid passing, almost let the cunning fallen man break free and escape.

Sith gasped in surprise, his five fingers were like a vise, and he grabbed Zhao Hu's right palm. Coincidentally, Zhao Hu also spread his ten fingers and grabbed Sith's hands desperately.The strong aura seemed to be drawn by a huge suction force, and quickly disappeared along the pressure of the middle finger.

Sith was afraid that Zhao Hu would escape, so he was busy with energy, but who would have expected that the greater the energy, the faster the fighting spirit would disappear, he was very puzzled, and when he looked up in surprise, he saw the fallen angel's black hair fluttering and his eyes shining brightly , there was a sly gleam in his eyes that made him extremely uncomfortable, that kind of look, like a hunter who carefully laid traps and caught the most satisfactory prey!
Sith was very displeased with Zhao Hu's cunning eyes. It was the look a weak person should not have for a strong person. That look should be shot by him, a real angel of God, not a dark and fallen angel of darkness.

Sith snorted heavily, his arms glowed with dense mist-like grudges, and his palms clenched Zhao Hu's ten fingers tightly like steel claws, intending to explode those ten fingers in one fell swoop.

This move really worked, and Zhao Hu's face suddenly showed an extremely painful look, which made Sith very proud.

However, with the strengthening of fighting spirit, the speed of passage increased rapidly, and Sith's face became solemn. With his rich experience in many years of fighting, he knew that an unimaginable and extremely strange thing happened to him. Although I don't know the details, I can feel that at this speed, within an hour, the grudge in the body will be completely lost!

"open!"

Sith frowned and shouted, gathering a powerful aura in his hands, and threw them out fiercely.

Zhao Hu reversed his defensive and weak posture, and firmly grasped Sith's palms with his ten fingers like cast iron, forcibly withstood his swing.

The fleeting vindictiveness surged out like a breached dam with the use of power. This phenomenon made Sith turn pale with fright.

The smug smile on Zhao Hu's face made Sith feel like a beast trapped in a sinister trap.

**, it is an unprecedented and unimaginable stunt, Sith never dreamed that there is such a heaven-defying technique in the world, and the contempt of just a few tens of seconds is no less than planting the root of being controlled by others.

The shock and anger in Sith's heart reached the extreme.

The golden long hair fluttered like a waterfall, Sith let out a violent roar, pouring out all the dou qi in his body, bursting out of his body like a flame, flickering fiercely, and with a flick, Zhao Hu was thrown high into the air.

"You humble degenerate, dare to plot against me with sorcery, die for me!" Sith turned Zhao Hu with his hands, and fell fiercely onto the hard rock.

With all his strength, the turbulent vindictiveness, like a torrential flood, rushed for thousands of miles and submerged into the neurons of the middle finger of Zhao Hu's right hand.

"Snapped!"

With a clear and crisp explosion, Zhao Hu's legs were tightly propped on the rock, and the terrifying energy flowed down his legs and poured onto the rock, causing the rocks to shatter, his battle robe shattered, and turned into pieces. Several butterflies fluttered, revealing the bare and strong muscle lines.

Zhao Hu withstood Sith's frenzied all-out attack!
"ah……"

Sith turned his back to the sky and let out a roar like a beast. The muscles of his arms were protruding like iron, and a powerful grudge bomb exploded from his palm, which grew from the size of a fist to the size of a watermelon in an instant.

"Hmph, fallen man of darkness, I want to die with you!" Sith roared ferociously, how could there be a trace of angel's handsome demeanor?

On a cold moonlit night, that dazzling vindictive energy exudes a terrifying aura!

Although Sith claims to be prepared to die together, it is actually a psychological tactic. If he really wants to hurt both sides, self-destruction is undoubtedly the best choice. With his current strength, although he can't get rid of Zhao Hu's desire, he can completely implement self-destruction tactics. The death blow severely wounded Zhao Hu.

In his heart, there is still a little luck, thinking that the strength of 3000 years is far stronger than that of Zhao Hu, who has a hundred years of skill.

The vindictive bomb exploded, and with his strength, although it was unavoidable to be affected, he was still under the ability to bear it!

Seeing that the rapidly expanding grudge bomb was about to reach its peak and exploded, a strange thing happened, it actually shrunk rapidly.

Zhao Hu breathed nervously, his body was running to the limit, thousands of long black hair stood up like steel needles, and the muscles in his right hand trembled like water. It was the aftershock of the powerful fighting air inhaled. If it wasn't for the holy fire The blood refinement thickened and expanded the blood vessels, and the blood vessels had long been unable to withstand the lightning-like flow rate, and the roots burst.

As soon as the dou qi bomb appeared, Zhao Hu used his body to greedily absorb the pure dou qi in it, and deflated before it swelled to the extreme.

Zhao Hu is already on the verge of an arrow, and it is difficult to stop. Once he stops, Sith will never be fooled again.Ever since he faced the Sith, he has been using tactics of provoking and showing weakness, in order to succeed in one fell swoop.This game was settled as early as the moment he heard that there was a four-winged angel.

To be exact, one of **'s taboos is not to absorb fighting qi of different attributes, so as not to conflict with each other in the body, he has absorbed the fighting qi of the Balrog that has been refined for 100 years, and can no longer absorb the fighting qi of the light attribute.But apart from this plan, Zhao Hu has no possibility of defeating Sith at all.

(End of this chapter)