"Cure!" Behind Zhang Peng, a mage, under great pressure, performed a healing skill.

Jiang Mo took a look at the mage. The mage's face was very blue: "protect me! Come on

Around him, the soldiers of the underworld guard group immediately found the master Guangming. The level 9 mage vs. the level 9 warrior, in close combat, the mage is basically the result of death.

But the result of the mage does not say, say Zhang Peng, a cure, there is no gas effect!

This scared Zhang Peng, even more scared.

"What's going on?"

"Ha ha...!" Jiang Mo laughed: "are you kidding? This is an ancient war skill. Do you think the healing skill of human beings works? If you are an angel family, you need to think about it. Without the healing skill of the angel family, you are dead today! "

"Son of a bitch! I don't believe it! Shadow angel Zhang Peng opened his mouth and yelled. His armor disappeared in an instant. Behind him, there was a wing, which was similar to Jiang Mo's. shadow Angel used the power of holy light to release shadow wings, so that he could fight in the air and hold an angel like sword. Although it was not an angel, it had the charm of an angel.

Jiang Mo looked at him and Zhang Peng, and chuckled.

"What are you doing? Angel? Stop talking nonsense! Are you sure you look like an angel

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mo's separation disappears, even his shadow separation disappears. Jiang Mo takes back all the separation, because Zhang Peng has already been under his coagulation curse, and the separation has no value in fighting!

"I will not allow you to tarnish the name of the angel! Undead, you will never understand the greatness of an angel

Zhang Peng's righteous words, yes, angels are not only soldiers in the heart of the Vatican soldiers. Every female angel is a goddess in the heart of human knights.

However, they can only stand there looking up, looking up! Aren't they really preparing to peep at the bottom of the goddess's skirt?

"Great?" Jiang Mo suddenly became cold, eyes a coagulation, he also flew to the air, blood red wings spread out, a wave of hands, the hand is holding the sword of the angel, the real sword of the angel!

Very dramatic scene, not only Zhang Peng, even the Knights below have been unable to carry!

"This..."! Son of a bitch! This...! " A soldier, can't describe the heart shadow at this time.

"Asshole! It's really ironic! The shadow angel of the Holy See holds the sword of the false angel, but the undead holds the sword of the true angel? This bastard should return the sword of the angel. It belongs to us

"Yes! Commander in chief, kill him! Take back our dignity

Zhang Peng widened his eyes, pointed at Jiang Mo and said angrily, "Jiang Mo, you and I will never die!"

"Hum!" The corners of Jiang Mo's mouth smile, suddenly force, the right hand of the angel sword was Jiang Mo as a stick, like, is a stick, force to slash to Zhang Peng.

"Dangdang!" Clear sound one after another, Jiang Mo did not care about his hand is not artifact!

No matter what angel's sword you have, it's just a weapon in Jiang Mo's hands, which can defeat the enemy.

However, Zhang Peng could not bear to use it like this! Angel's sword, the symbol of the protoss, this bastard is despatching the things from heaven. He doesn't care for such an artifact!

Why? Why is that? Lao Tzu can wake up in his dream for an angel sword, but this bastard is chopping the angel sword like garbage!

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