Princess Yaoyao of Douluo is a Group Pet

Hearing this, Qian Renxue gave a cold snort, and slashed out with the holy angel sword in her hand. The [-]-meter-long holy sun sword fell out of thin air, and a black lightning flashed in midair. The strange sight of the sword cutting through the air appeared, almost in a flash, the red-gold giant sword appeared above Shen Yu's head.

"Asura Sword, cut!"

The gloomy eyes flickered, but with a cold sentence, the blood-colored Shura holy sword swung heavily, and a blood-red world that seemed to be able to swallow everything was displayed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

Then her hundred-meter-long red-gold giant sword was directly cut by blood.

Divide in two from the middle.

boom

The remaining blood light directly bombarded the distant sea. Thousands of miles away, the sea boiled, and instantly turned into a thousand-meter-long wave.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue's face shuddered, she didn't expect that the melancholy that only condensed the divine attire would be so powerful that it could easily break through her attack.

She held up the holy angel sword again, and the wing-like guards at both ends of the hilt opened, and suddenly the radiance was brilliant, and countless golden flames quickly swept towards the holy angel sword.

Its source is the sun above the head.

The brilliance of the sun shone on Qian Renxue's body, causing her aura to surge again. As the god of seraphs, the sun was her source of strength.

Just like the God of the Sea can draw on the power of the sea, and the God of Space can draw the power of the void in the dark, the source of the God of Angels' power is naturally the fire of the sun.

The endless divine power of the sun converged, and the holy angel sword bloomed with bright pure golden light, and the power of the sacred and flames could be seen on her body at a glance.

Holding the angelic holy sword, Qian Renxue slashed forward, and at the same time a clear golden light fell from the sky and fell directly on Shen Yu. This light was not from Qian Renxue, but from the sun.

The Light of Judgment, one of the mysteries of the God of Angels.

Shen Yu only felt an incomparable heat spread throughout his body in an instant, making his movements extremely slow, and the circulating soul power was gradually dissolving.

But the next moment, the nine-colored divine costume on his body released an extremely strong nine-colored golden brilliance.

God-level power can only be countered by God-level power.

Without this divine attire, even if depression could counteract the power of the light of judgment, it would definitely be too late to block Qian Renxue's coming angelic sword.

It was a golden light blade that almost spanned the entire sky. Compared with the previous Sun Holy Sword, the power contained in this huge light blade was almost multiplied.

The gloomy eyes moved slightly, and the endless killing air lingered on the sword body, and the blood-red sword light flashed out, facing the golden light blade.

Suddenly, a terrifying explosion sounded, setting off a huge energy fluctuation.

It can be seen that the sky above Sea God Island is half blood red and half red gold.

Before the energy fluctuation subsides, the gloomy figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Qian Renxue, and the Shura sword unceremoniously slashed down.

Qian Renxue's pupils shrank, and she raised her sword to meet her.

"when!"

A huge force struck, and Qian Renxue fell directly from the sky.

The six wings vibrated, just as Qian Renxue stabilized her figure, the gloomy Shura holy sword struck again.

That incomparable strength shocked Qian Renxue into a celestial being. She, a god of angels wearing angelic armor and holding an angelic sword, lost in a collision to a limit douluo who only condensed a divine outfit .

She had absolutely no room to resist that power.

In Shen Yu's body, she seemed to see an abyss, bottomless.

It's as if the one fighting her is not Limit Douluo, but a stronger god.

Raising the sword again to block, Qian Renxue was knocked into the air again without any surprise.

Shen Yu didn't have the slightest thought of pity and pity, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue.

The real battle is not a turn-based game, you fight and I fight.

Although he is not afraid of this kind of competition, but there is an easier way, why did he choose the difficult one?

And if you really use an artifact to fight, that would be a bit of a bully.

With the divine outfit on his body and the super artifact Shura Holy Sword, even if his strength cannot reach the level of a first-level god, there are still peak second-level gods. If he uses his hole card, a first-level god should not be a problem.

On the other hand, what about Qian Renxue?

He has just become a god not long ago, and his background is not enough, and his strength is at the level of a senior priest at most. Of course, if his strength is fully developed, with the potential of the God of Angels as a first-level god, there is no problem in his combat power reaching the third-level god.

But, does Qian Renxue have the strength of a third-level god now?

Shen Yu didn't know, but he knew one thing, that Qian Renxue had no chance.

The blood-red sword light didn't stop, and it slashed at the angel's holy sword one after another. Qian Renxue was tired of parrying and barely supported, but there was no room for retaliation.

Because the depression didn't give her any chance to breathe.

From a high altitude, Shen Yu directly knocked Qian Renxue down to the surface of the sea, sword lights intertwined, and the tumbling sea level became the background board for the two of them.

"Tsk, how miserable!"

After a while, Shui Yue'er couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and said gloatingly.

Because the way Shen Yu beat Qian Renxue was like beating them in the past.

The constant pressure can almost drive a fragile person crazy.

"Yes, the captain is serious."