Diablo Destruction

It was not a small price that I escaped from the dead windmill of Brogge.

Without a plan, I have two plans.

If the speed doesn't work, I will fight with you steadily, let's try the magic of the holy moon sage wolf, maybe this guy is unexpectedly weak? Although this possibility is almost non-existent.

A move in the left hand, Thunder dances with the flames, and a lift in the right hand, Frost and Sacred Harmony, see my dual-wielding Berserker fighting bear form!

However, it is still inconvenient to hold the sword in the bear's palm. It seems that it is only smooth when holding the salmon sword. Although it will lose some power, it is still enchanted.

So two mixed magic swords were merged into the bear paws. A pair of bear paws were enchanted, shining brightly and colorfully, as if turned into artifacts. It was gorgeous and...

Sand sculpture.

Recently, there seems to be something wrong with my character creation. Is it my illusion? Where is the image of a strong and powerful man who is normal except for less discipline?

No matter, eat me a record of thunder and fire!

The Baroque Demon God took hold of this palm steadily. It seemed that he also wanted to try out the power. The roast of roast meat came from the contact point. Sure enough, it was still a bit powerful, but it seemed to have little effect. After all, the opponent was For a real blood cow, this damage is probably not as good as its resilience.

What about this trick?

Justice is late to punch!

Another bear's palm punched straight, and was also caught by the Baroque Demon God. It seemed to be more damaging than the thunder-fire bear's paw. The Baroge Devil's fist was stained with hoarfrost.

The divine power is indeed a bonus to these guys.

"Is this just the strength?"

The next Brogge Demon God, who made me two moves, seemed dissatisfied, and asked with contempt.

"It is indeed a very pure and powerful force, but it's a pity that you are using it too rough, and the threat is far less than the speed just now. However, for the rookie who has just reached the four-wing level, this level is a matter of course."

Oh, I have to admit that I am not good at learning art, and when the battle practiced, the Ugel boss also evaluated me so gently. In the four-wing realm, in addition to the blow skills, other things can be described as sparse, but , Did you forget that this is not a one-time attack, but an enchantment.

At this time, the Euler Euler Boxing, which is not heavy in weight, is very suitable.

A pair of bear paws instantly transformed into the shadow of the sky, completely covering the demon of Barrow, even if each punch can only bring it a little damage, as long as I can punch a thousand seconds, it is also a hundred million points of damage, I can It was really a ghost, and Akara picked up the treasure.

"Stupid, all you do is meaningless, just delaying time!" In the fist shadow, the anger and roar of Demon God Barrow broke out at the same time.

Having said that, my purpose on the bright side is to delay time. Isn't that bad?

Suddenly, a feeling of palpitations came, a little dark spread in the sky of the fist, and it seemed extremely unremarkable, but it made me feel a sense of crisis, and subconsciously gave up the attack and took a step back.

I saw that Barrow's arms had been covered by countless black wind blades. The green touch just now was his fist.

Startled, this is still a crazy cow!

"How is it, my special skill is amazing, not even the five guys have seen all of them, you can be honoured to die." The devil of Barrow said after a year of grim, suddenly his fist waved, blinked. Kung Fu has arrived.

It seems that after winding up the wind blade, its fist speed has soared. My speed is fast enough, but the consciousness has not been able to keep up, but just barely flashed sideways, the fist flashed, but the wind blade wrapped around the fist failed to flash. A sizzling sound, as if it was the sound of a razor hanging over the hair, the hair on the place where it was wiped shined, exposing the bleeding bearskin.

This... is a bit powerful, much more reliable than my hybrid enchantment.

However, is it a bit too much to play wind magic in front of the druid? This is my old business, although it didn't carry forward.

I think it is necessary to tell Baroque the demon god, although wind magic is the sixth of its kind, but how irrational it is to play magic in front of the holy moon sage wolf.

For example, I can even control elements and let the wind blade in his hand directly defy itself.

Aller?

Can't control it?

That layer of wind blade seems to have a soul and will, and the soul and will belonging to Barrow are not driven by themselves at all.

Although in terms of magic, the Brogge deity really missed the holy moon sage wolf by more than ten streets, but it put a little bit of magical ability into the fascination, like no matter how the sea roars, it can’t affect a drop on the top of the mountain. dew.

To explain in simpler game terms, that is, a 1000-level small fire bomb, which is only a level 1 destruction.

Do you infuse your soul and will in magic? This is also a good development direction...

"What are you dazed about, are you still thinking about how to get stronger when you die? It's too late!"

Baroque’s crazy fist is a step faster than the sound, and the situation is completely reversed. Now it’s Euler’s turn, I can only dodge with speed.

He couldn't escape the coverage of his fists, but once he found a gap, he would attack the Holy See with his backhand. This completely restricted battle is really uncomfortable, if not for...

Seeing that there are more and more wounds on my body, I can't find a way to fight against the devil of Barrow. I have to admit that if it is tough, it is indeed better. If you want to deal with it, the kite flow is the best. The method was restricted by the Holy See, but I couldn’t help but entangle it.

"The wounds on your body are increasing, and your life is constantly passing by. How does this feel? Where did the initial confidence go? Do you think I can't help you?"

Brogger was breathing heavily, becoming more excited and crazier, and attacking more and more fiercely.

"I have to admit that your despicable and shameless methods are effective, but the bad breath is not your strong point. If you want to use it to stimulate me, don't worry."

I sneered. I haven't seen any big scenes. The old drunkard's stinky mouth was 100 times 1000 times more poisonous than you. I am not.

After all, I want something like the dignity of the strong, but I don't.

And then……

The fist of Brogge swayed out, carrying a fist with a sharp wind blade, was blocked.

You can see through my speed, then I see through your fist, it is not a matter of importance.

"How is it possible?" The Brogge demon stared at the bull's eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The bear paw that contends with his fist, the magic element intertwined with thunder and fire, also contains a faint will, so that the dark wind blade attached to its fist can be resisted.

"Although you have more than tens of thousands of years of fighting experience and skill accumulation, I have a saying that standing on the shoulders of giants, so thank you."

In Baroque's stunned kung fu, he took the fist of sacred frost and punched it on its twisted bull face, flying it straight up.

"Now, do you think you can kill me?"

Among the dust, Barrow's huge phantom stood slowly, revealing a very ugly and ugly face from the smoke.

Then it made an unexpected move.

"Spider, you bastard, don't hurry to come and support, do you really want to return empty-handed?!"

I was a little crying and laughing, thinking that this guy had hidden cards, and he started to call foreign aid, which is too shameful.

However, this shameless tactic did indeed work. I saw a bit of dignity on my face when I saw two spider sickle feet flying rapidly from the battlefield over there.

"You can't escape, today, you must die here!"

The Baroque Demon God seems to have been completely anxious and corrupted, hysterical, it is gritty, roaring desperately, and pulling out his serrated sword to align with the Holy See is a vigorous split.

mean!

I was furious in my heart, but I had to rush to the demon **** of Barrow and catch it with this knife. At the same time, the cold bitter coldness behind me was killed by the sickle of the spider demon god!

"Death!" Demon God, who had fallen into madness, also grinned and gave up the serrated sword in his hand, while swinging his fist, posing a posture of front and back.

In his hand was a serrated sword with an unscattered force. In front of him was a huge fist with a black wind blade, which gradually filled his sight. Behind was the cold biting spider sickle, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Although it is very troublesome, but I want to keep me here because of these, you are still too young.

Moreover, I have attracted part of the firepower of the spider demon, which means that the Ugel over there can cause more pressure on the spider demon. The spider demon has a lot of pressure, and it is easier for the Holy See to get rid of its shackles.

So, theoretically, although my situation is more dangerous, the chance of getting out of trouble is also greater.

Lord Barrow, it seems that your three-axe has been used up.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help smiling.

Scarlet and crazy eyes, always maintaining a calm and unknown glance~www.ltnovel.com~Barogg Demon God put this smile in his eyes, his head slightly turned down.

It seems to be just the instinctive action to make this punch more powerful, just like the boxer's waist strength when he punches.

Without any warning, the time seemed to pause for a second, and then directly crossed this second.

When time flows again, the picture has suddenly changed.

The horn on the right penetrated into a flesh and blood.

The blood splattered, and there was a wonderful sound of tearing flesh and bones.

Won!

With his head bowed, Brogge did not need to raise his head to observe. With his familiar voice and confidence in the pressureless bottom of the box, he declared his victory in his heart.

Everything I did before was for this moment, and the effort was not in vain. The little human bug who thought he was clever was really fooled!

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