Chapter 2030: mean

In terms of Azkamore's strength.
Even if they were ten times stronger, they could not be his opponents.
This is simply an enemy that cannot be defeated.
Azkamore didn't anger but smiled when he heard Chen Yi's words.
"Very well, human, you are the first person to dare to be so arrogant in front of me, and I will give you a chance to challenge me."
"The challenge is too skinny. You are so powerful and you have an indestructible weapon. You know that this challenge is meaningless to me. Is it the pride of the devil? Is this your pride?"
Azkamore laughed. "Since you say so, this sword will be lent to you, as long as you pick it up."
Azkamore released the hilt very arrogantly, and the blade thrust directly into the ground.
The moment the sword stabbed into the ground, a grain appeared on the surrounding ground.
Malone recognizes this pattern, this is the coat of arms, a magic formation that suppresses the caster's own power.
If there is no power beyond the caster, then the power coat of arms cannot be broken, and the sword cannot be lifted.
This kind of magic has happened many times in history.
One of the most famous examples is King Arthur and the sword in the stone.
With the exception of King Arthur, no one can pull up the sword in the stone.
Of course, that's magic for King Arthur.
Just like a back door of a computer program.
"Please, as long as you can pick up the sword and give it to you." Azkamore stepped back generously.
Evil light flashed in Azkamore's eyes.
"Be careful, I'll go up and try it first," Malone said.
"Okay." Chen Yan nodded.
Malone went up and held the hilt, and then he pulled up and pulled.
But Jian Feng did not have any movement.
Immediately afterwards, Malone felt that his power was being absorbed by the sword.
"Damn! This is the Wrestling Armature!" Malone lay directly on the ground softly: "Don't touch the sword!"
"why?"
"This guy applied the horned coat of arms. If your power can't pull out the sword, then your power will be absorbed by the sword and become a stronger coat of arms. It has absorbed all my power.
"That's it." It was as if Chen Mao hadn't heard Malone's warning, and walked to the black sword.
"You idiot!" Malone yelled.
But Chen Yan still reached out to hold the hilt.
Tinkling of small bells
Ma Long's eyes were about to fall out, and his eyes widened, and he stared at Chen Yan.
The black sword was pulled out by Chen Yan?
And it doesn't seem to have any trouble.
Just pulled out straight away?
Azkamore was equally unbelievable.
how can that be?
However, while Chen Qi was shocked by Azkamore, he had flashed in front of him, and raised the black sword and hacked at Azkamore.
Azkamore was too late to dodge, and his left arm was cut off with his shoulders.
"Damn, you mean man!"
Azkamore ran away in horror.
Chen Yan was chasing behind him.
Malone's face was filled with incredible.
Azkamore stopped suddenly and turned back sharply.
At this time, Chen Kun had raised his sword to Azkamore's head.
But Jian Feng stopped at this moment.
A huge force is fighting against Chen Qi's own power.
"Human, this is part of my power. Do you think you can kill me with my power?" Azkamore said proudly.
Chen Ye looked at Azkamore's severed arm: "I think so."
"It was just a sneak attack on you. If you do it again, your trick will be meaningless." Azkamore said stiffly.
Of course, he did panic just now.
If it weren't for that momentary loss of mind, the black sword Chen Chen was holding could not harm Azkamore.
Azkamore's broken arm recovered in a blink of an eye and grew back.
"Come back!" Azkamore shouted.
Chen Ye felt the black sword in his hands struggling madly, and seemed to be getting rid of Chen Ye's palm immediately.
"Come back!" Azkamore's voice raised.
The struggle of the Black Sword was more intense.
"Give me back !!"
Chen Ye held the black sword tightly.
Ma Long looked at Chen Yan nervously: "Hold on, you can't let Black Sword return to his hands."
Chen Ye certainly won't let go.
But the struggle of the Black Sword became more and more fierce, and the power of resistance increased.
Chen Ye suddenly held the blade of the black sword.
Malone and Azkamore both stared wide-eyed, watching Chen Yan's madness.
Click
The black sword was folded in half in the hands of Chen Yi.
Chen Yan grinned, "Since I can't get it, I'll destroy it."
Azkamore's alarm bell is a masterpiece.
"You despicable guy, you obviously have powerful powers, and actually cheated me. Do you have a little dignity and glory as a strong man?"
"To kill you is my greatest glory." Chen Yan looked at Azkamore with a smile.
Broken sword is still in Chen Ye's hands, and Chen Ye is increasing his strength.
He is crushing the broken sword.
The shock of Ma Long's face, how much strength does it take to crush a magic sword?
Is this almost impossible?
Even Azkamore has been scared.
You know, he is a subordinate of the King of Power.
But he was scared by the power of a human.
Chen Xuan abandoned the rest of the black sword.
Azkamore breathed quickly.
"Do you think that you have won?"
"Well, I think so." Chen Yan answered frankly, "I can't find a reason why I didn't win."
"I'm a subordinate of the King of Power. Swords are not my specialty."
Azkamore's body started to get bigger and bigger.
His muscles, his posture, his body are getting bigger.
Chen Yan looked at Azkamore, who was transforming.
"Your transformation is too slow. If you are attacked at this time, will the transformation process be interrupted?" Chen Yan looked at Azkamore with a smile.
Ma Long looked at Chen Yan, this guy is really shameless and has no bottom line.
However, I have to say that Chen Yong's words made Ma Long's heart.
It's just that Malone can't do anything right now, and his whole body's strength is absorbed by the wrestling crest. He can only lie on the ground to watch a play now, and can't do anything else.
But Chen Yi didn't mean to shoot, just stood in front of Azkamore and let him transform.
Finally, Azkamore has completed his transformation. He is like a muscular monster, exuding an incredible amount of terror all over his body.
"Human, you haven't stopped my transformation, this will be the biggest mistake in your life." Azkamore's body has changed from two meters to six meters, especially his arms are even stronger Like a siege hammer.
Chen Kun looked up silently at Azkamore.
"Unfortunately ... I'm also good at strength."