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Chapter 1280 Taking the initiative to attack (5)

Potter was overjoyed, but he was worried that Zhao Hu was as slippery as a fish, and he was hard to kill. Seeing that he dared to resist the knife light, he couldn't believe it. Demon God Solomon is on top, this kid was beaten by him in a storm. He was driven crazy by such a chasing and killing, as long as he killed this person, the two thousand miscellaneous troops and the magical set of dark magic armor would be his possession.

"when!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the saber energy, which was as heavy as a thousand ton, slammed heavily on the dark armor on Zhao Hu's shoulder.

Terrible dark vindictiveness erupted like a flash flood. Zhao Hu's figure suddenly froze, and he flew back backwards with a dizzying speed. There was no sign of him.

"Hahaha, Zhao Hu, you are really vulnerable..." Potter succeeded with the knife, believing that he would never escape, laughing wildly with complacency.

"Long!"

The human-shaped cave was smashed out, and the cracked broken stones wriggled and fell down the peak one after another. Zhao Hu staggered and struggled out amidst the flying stone powder, and a large pool of scarlet blood flowed out from under the face helmet with a puff, and his right shoulder The pitch-black demon armor that was cut didn't even have the slightest trace of damage.

Potter's strength is not enough to cut through the protection of the artifact level.

After Potter was disappointed by the toughness of the Dark Armor, he became greedy.Once the magic armor with such protective power is put on his demon body, he may be the only one in the Black Blood City with a radius of thousands of miles.

The powerful anti-shock force made Zhao Hu fight hard, and the internal organs were injured and blood spattered from the wound.No matter how ingenious his 400-year-old skills are, in the face of 5000-year absolute strength, he is inherently deficient, and it is difficult to resist Potter's offensive.But this has aroused the demon blood in his body that never admits defeat and grows stronger as he fights.

snort!If you don't succeed, you will succeed!Zhao Hu's mind flashed a certain chairman's famous words!At this moment, he had no way out, he was seriously injured and wanted to escape, but his speed had already lost his original agility.Under the temptation of the dark armor, Potter would never let him escape from the control.

"ah!……"

Zhao Hu roared angrily, rushing forward like an arrow.

You can resist my long-range knife attack, this time I will put you close to me, and then I will kill you on the spot with a full blow, to see if you can bear it!Potter had a smirk on his face, he had a good plan in his mind, and he raised his sword with both hands to stand ready. The three dark magic flags behind him were buzzing under the urging of fighting spirit, showing the prestige of a lord.

Whoosh!Zhao Hu's blood boiled like a rocket, approaching three meters in front of the black blood lord.

"Zhao Hu, you die for me!"

Potter, who is five meters tall and has an arm length of more than two meters, swung the two-meter-long machete. Black air flowed from the tip of the knife, and an extremely pure and dark grudge, which was a hundred meters long, faced Zhao Hu. The ground is coming, like a mountain torrent, suddenly cut down.

He decided to kill him with one blow and hunt for the armor!The moment Zhao Hu rushed over, he had already held his breath and stared at Potter's every move. Seeing the ferocity and unstoppable force of the attack, his footsteps were like a nimble big fish, precisely avoiding the sharp edge of the machete. The blade brushed against his side, and slashed down with a muffled bang, and with violent fighting spirit, it cut into the ground to a depth of nearly a thousand meters, and the sky was filled with dust and mist.

Before the black blood lord could react, he stretched out his hands like a pair of iron clamps, tightly locked on the right wrist holding the knife, unable to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, he roared crazily: "****— - Great - Fa!"

The deafening roar shocked Potter, who had cut through the air with a knife. Before he understood what was going on, he suddenly felt a huge suction force from his right wrist, as if breaking an invisible gap, urging him with all his strength. The dark vindictiveness below, followed the gap, and flew down rapidly.

"what?……"

Potter raised his thick eyebrows, and exclaimed in surprise. Thousands of years of experience made him have a will like steel. After a while, he realized that this strange phenomenon was on top of the mysterious technique of "** Dafa" that Zhao Hu roared.

This thought flashed through his mind like lightning, Potter let out a muffled snort, thrust his right arm with boundless vindictiveness, and threw it out viciously, trying to throw him away in one fell swoop.

That force was like an irresistible storm. With a whoosh, Zhao Hu was thrown from the ground abruptly. His arms were about to break and his body trembled like waves. The red-eyed Zhao Hu was desperately wanting to stick it. The dog skin plaster, which was difficult to shake off, firmly grasped the black blood lord. Even though he was thrown into the air, the blood spots on his ten fingers spattered and he gritted his teeth and did not let go.

The torrent of violent, dark fighting spirit broke the dike, and the turbulent flow from the Jueyin pericardial meridian of his hand made Zhao Hu's Jueyin pericardial meridian almost explode, excruciating pain, like a thousand needles. Stirring, he knew in his heart that it was a phenomenon of absorbing the fighting energy too quickly, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Seeing that it was difficult to get rid of Zhao Hu, Potter jumped up with his right leg, and kicked him hard on the belly armor with a bang, as if kicking the dragon backwards.

"Pfft!" Zhao Hu was like being killed by lightning, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and fell down along the gaps in the delicate helmet and visor.

The heavy blow made him dizzy and nearly fainted. He absorbed half of the attack power and the tyrannical demon's body with his long sword. His nature was burning wildly, and his fingers almost sank into the bones of Potter's right wrist.

A large amount of dark fighting energy frantically poured into his dantian.

The crisis of the rapid loss of vindictiveness made Porter feel fear and murderous intent. He let go of the machete with his right hand and fell to the ground. As soon as he was shaken, the surging dark fighting spirit surged out of the blade, and he slashed out, like a flash of cold electricity, slashing at Zhao Hu who was kicked in mid-air and was about to fall.

The distance was too close, Zhao Hushan had nothing to dodge, he closed his eyes and prepared to take the knife with his dark armor all over his body.

The knife energy, as fierce as a storm, and the extremely fast shadow of the knife, slashed accurately on Zhao Hu's chest and abdomen with a loud clang.

"Clangling..."

The sound of gold and iron colliding was deafening, sparks splashed, and the sword energy burst out wildly!
The dark magic armor condensed by the long sword is an armor of divine weaponry. Such a ferocious slash did not leave even a trace, and nearly half of its attack power wave was eliminated in time.This is the defensive instinct of the long sword, which automatically absorbs and dissolves half of the enemy's attack power wave, unless it exceeds its level, to prevent the owner from being defeated and dying.

Even so, Zhao Hu's figure was still shooting up like a stone being thrown vigorously. If his fingers hadn't been clasped tightly within the muscles of Potter's right wrist, he would have been blown hundreds of meters away. The two arms are like two silk threads connecting the kite, even though they are pulled straight, they still firmly lock the right wrist.

Potter fought back violently again and again, and the dark grudge he aroused was stronger than wave after wave, like waves of turbulent waves, endlessly pouring into Zhao Hu's hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian. After repeated tempering, the strength and toughness are extraordinary, and it is still nearly burst by the surging fighting energy flowing rapidly.

The process from Zhao Hu grabbing Porter's right wrist to hitting three fierce blows in a row was only a few seconds. The terrifying crisis and fierce struggle contained in it, from that blow, Zhao Hu's figure changed It didn't land on the ground, but kept flying in mid-air, like a sandbag, allowing Potter to attack, while he gritted his teeth and suffered.

A few seconds is an extremely short moment in the long river of time; but under the strange circumstances at this moment, it is a period of time that greatly benefits Zhao Hu.

Under the strange attack of the unprecedented ** Dafa, instead of holding his breath, condensing his breath and shrinking his fighting spirit, accumulating enough energy to shake off his hands in one fell swoop, Potter ferociously urged more fighting spirit, trying to shake off his hands without even thinking about it. Flying or killing Zhao Hu on the spot, this made the 5000-year-old dark grudge flow like a runaway wild horse, frantically passing from the source of the grudge, almost bursting Zhao Hu's Jueyin Pericardium Meridian.

In Zhao Hu's dantian, a small sun-like turbine formed by refining blood with holy fire rotates at an unbelievable high speed. As soon as he practiced, he quickly followed the fire snake formed by thousands of strands of flame fighting energy, supporting every nerve, muscle, bone, and blood vessel in the body, giving him as much defensive power as possible.

"boom!"

Flames sprang out tens of meters from Zhao Hu's magic armor, and each ray of flame was forced to be as straight as a sword.

Potter has thousands of years of combat experience and possesses a wealth of judgment. He immediately felt bad. With the loss of a large amount of dark battle energy in his body, he was surprised to find that the essence of life was rapidly passing away.

This nightmarish discovery made him terrified, and he no longer dared to attack indiscriminately. He calmed down, his legs sank, and he threw the machete away. The force of sucking back against Zhao Hu's daunting force of sucking.

This move is undoubtedly the correct choice, after all, the terrifying phenomenon of the rapid loss of battle energy only lasts for a few seconds, and the loss of his 5000-year dark battle energy is only a drop in the bucket. The dark battle energy that returned to the right arm, suddenly the rushing battle energy turned into a trickle, and greatly slowed down.

Potter's source of fighting energy is like a deep pool, trying to suck the passing dark fighting energy.He was horrified to find that although the speed of loss had been greatly slowed down, it was still difficult to eradicate that mysterious and inscrutable strange sucking power, which was like a gap in a dam, and the gurgling battle energy was like a slow stream. Slowly but firmly absorbed.

(End of this chapter)