I've Traveled Through Hundreds of Worlds at Once

Brush ~!A black arrow with a unique shape, like a hunting dog biting its prey, followed it into the sky.

Yi Hui, who was flying at high speed in the sky, switched the Photon Spirit Spear in his hand to the Photon Spirit Sword form, and knocked away the Chiyuan Hound that was chasing him.

But every time the Akahara Hound flew more than ten meters away, he could always adjust his direction again, and attack Yihui again as if he had installed a Gaode map.

The Noble Phantasm arrow projected by this red a is really annoying!We still have to find a way to restrain this white-haired man!

Yi Hui frowned, staring at Lancelot, a handy tool man on the ground!

"Master! How do you feel?" Red A, who was forced to retreat by a Chiyuan Hound, rushed in front of Hei Jean who was knocked into the air.

He lifted Joan of Arc who was dizzy from being hit by Lancelot's head hammer, and passed by Lancelot who was cheated by him without even looking at him.

"It's... okay, it's okay" Black Jeanne covered her forehead, she was still a little dazzled, but she quickly recovered after shaking her head.

While speaking, she suddenly felt a powerful wave of magic power coming, and looked in the direction of the wave of magic power.

Yi Hui, who had the Akahara Hound dangling from his buttocks, swooped down on her and Hong A.

"Bastard! How dare you come again!" The angry Black Joan picked up the black dragon pattern flag in his hand, and stabbed at Yi Hui's hideous head.

"This guy!" But Hong A, relying on the experience of fighting Yi Hui last time, keenly discovered that Yi Hui's eyes were not on the two of them.

Brush ~!Yi Hui in mid-air also did as Hong A expected, and suddenly made a [-]-degree turn in the air. The Scarlet Plain Hound behind him was a bit inflexible in turning, and bumped straight into Hei Jean.

Projection cancelled~!Hong A frowned, and decisively canceled the projection of the Chiyuan Hound, turning into a ball of blue magic power to avoid accidental injury to Joan of Arc.

"This guy actually discovered the shortcomings of the Chiyuan Hound so quickly!" Hong A had a slight premonition in his heart.

"Ah! I'm finally saved!" Yi Hui, who forced Red A to release the Akahara Hound with a flash of his hand, attacked Lancelot without slowing down at all.

"Roar~!!" Lancelot, who was severely injured by [Death will be the hope of tomorrow], let out an angry roar, got up and attacked Yi Hui.

"Quiet me!" The photon spirit sword in Yi Hui's hand glowed with a faint blue light.

"Restrict lock"

Another shackle magic bound the seriously injured Lancelot, and without the slightest hesitation, the photon spirit sword in his hand pierced Lancelot's chest, severing his life in one fell swoop.

"Xiaolan! I'm sorry this time! If you are called again next time, I will definitely return the health care that I promised you before!"

Yi Hui looked at Lancelot who had been used as a tool man since he was summoned, and patted him on the shoulder earnestly.

After all, he recorded the old days hanging around his neck, aimed at Lancelot who was not completely dead, and started printing cards on the spot without any scruples!

Chapter 324 Starburst Air Slash!

It took no more than a blink of an eye for Yihui to kill Lancelot with a sniper, and when Black Joan and Red A released the Chiyuan Hound and looked in Lancelot's direction.

The Holy Sword of Photon in Yi Hui's hand had already been inserted into Lancelot's chest, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"You bastard!" Seeing that Yi Hui actually killed Lancelot in front of her face, Black Jeanne rushed towards Yi Hui, waving the flag in her hand.

Red A at the side noticed that Yi Hui planned to absorb Lancelot's magic power, and printed the card on the spot.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and immediately projected a black arrow with the fastest reaction, raised his hand and shot towards Yi Hui who opened the Advent Record, trying to interrupt it.

"Round Shield!" (Round Shield!)

Yi Hui, who had been on guard against Hong A for a long time, didn't even move. The Holy Sword of Photon automatically popped out a generous magic shield.

Click!The circular shield was like a piece of tough tempered glass, hit by a black arrow carrying powerful kinetic energy.

In response, dense cracks were knocked out, but the arrows were firmly blocked from the shield with extraordinary tenacity.

Hum~!Lancelot, whose heart was pierced by a sword, began to dissipate the jet-black mist covering his body when he was on the verge of death, the berserk effect on him disappeared, and his eyes under the helmet returned to clarity.

Lancelot stared at the somewhat familiar face in front of him, and opened his mouth to say something.

But before he could open his mouth, Yi Hui had turned back the old Advent Record and pointed it at Lancelot. The powerful devouring power comparable to a black hole erupted in an instant,

Before he could even utter his last words, Lancelot's body turned into countless spirit particles and penetrated into the blank pages of the Advent Records, filling up a blank page.

Yi Hui tore off the page with a backhand, turning it into a pitch-black full card.

Class card! Berserker!Lancelot!Dream call!

"Drink!" The black Joan of Arc was furious, the black dragon flag in his hand was entwined with fiery hell karma, and a fiery phantom was drawn in the air, and he smashed head-on at the human being who wanted to be smashed into pieces.

Click~!The round magic shield, which was able to withstand an arrow from Red A, could no longer hold on under the furious blow of Hei Joan, and it would shatter at the touch of a touch.

The blazing gun head, which was entwined with the karmic fire of hell, fell with an unabated shot.

Clang~! ! ! !

Yi Hui raised the photon spirit sword in his hand and bumped into it head-on, the tip of the spear collided with the blade, hot sparks flew everywhere.

Joan of Arc, whose ribs are A, burst out with all her strength, and her huge power was comparable to a crazy female tyrannosaur, which was so powerful that it was outrageous.

Huge power was transmitted into Yi Hui's body along the edge of the sword, and the ground paved with large stone slabs cracked like a dry river bed!The legs were heavily nailed into the stone slab!

But Yi Hui, holding the Photon Spirit Sword with one hand, seemed to be okay, and slowly raised his head, a black madness flashed in his eyes.

Om~! ! !

Crazy magic power soared into the sky, the wings of the flying dragon behind Yi Hui were released, and the pitch-black magic power was woven into a set of pitch-black metal armor outside Yi Hui's body.

The blue and white photon spirit sword in his hand was infested by this crazy magic power, covered with bloody lines like magma.