Vol 10 Chapter 1626: Evil look [Wang Wen, 6 million words, please kill]

Pan Chen looked back at the huge silver light cocoon, secretly praying that Adams could catch up as soon as possible. Although he didn't know the situation well, but Lotsa, who caught himself, looked evil, and it seemed that he would not have a good ending as a captive.
Suddenly, the silver light cocoon suddenly expanded, then contracted violently, and all the divine energy poured into Adams.
Above Adams, a silver ray of light hit the sky, and the ceremony was finally over!
"Unfortunately, you can almost break through the eighth level. However, with the power of the quasi eighth level, it is enough to clean up Lothar!"
Adams's sharp eyes locked Lothar, and the distance between the two was already very large. Lothar's tall body could only see a small shadow.
A little treetop at Adams' tiptoe, with a harsh sound burst, behind him a fierce fighting trail, the whole person swept in the direction of Lothar like a predatory falcon.
"Catch up, catch up!" Pan Chen turned his head and looked behind him. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Adams was much faster than Lothar.
The two of them chased and fled, and within less than five minutes, Adams was close to Lothar.
"Losa, please come!" Adams ripped out a sword.
This sword has a faint silver light, which is almost tens of meters long, as if a sharp axe was splitting towards Lothar.
Feeling the tremendous threat behind him, Lothar hurriedly stopped, shouted, and met with a sword in his backhand.
Losa didn't know the horror of Adams' sword, he suffered a big loss.
There was a muffled sound, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye rippled at the intersection of the silver sword light and Lothar's giant sword, and quickly spread out.
Poor Pan Chen was already stunned by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two.
Lothar felt a sweet throat, and he forcibly resisted the feeling of vomiting blood. In fact, he just distracted Pan Chen from the blow just now, otherwise he would not be so embarrassed.
"Damn, if I had to rely on this kid to threaten Adams, I wouldn't care about his life!" Lothar thought angrily, and then scolded: "Adams, this is your knighthood? Didn't see Laozi carrying a child? ?"
Adams was blushed and slightly ashamed. He was stunned by the anger of his companion sacrifices. In addition, his strength was limited in time. After a long chase, he anxiously cleaved the sword regardless of the consequences.
"Let go of that kid, I will give you a fair chance to fight." Adams Ping raised his sword and pointed at Lothar. This is the etiquette of the Galo mainland duel invitation.
Lothar snorted and said, "Fair? You fart! If it were not for the lives of your stupid subordinates, can you reach the level of quasi-eighth level? Want Lao Tzu to let go of this kid, just think!"
He stood upright provocatively, struck Pan Chen with his left arm, and pointed at Adams with his sword in his right hand: "Come on, Adams! Let me see how your knightly rules are written?"
"Losa, don't force me." Adams's face was cold, like the ice that the Arctic continent never melts.
Lothar reportedly sneered. He calculated the time silently in his heart. As long as three quarters of an hour passed, Adams' strength would quickly fall, and there was no threat to him.
"For my loyal teammates not to sacrifice in vain" Adams straightened up, holding his sword in both hands.
"Even if he carries his sins," Adams stared straight at Lothar with his eyes slightly bent.
"Falling into hell" Adams exerted force under his feet, and the hard rocky ground was kicked out of a circle of cracks. He rushed to Lothar like an angry cheetah and shouted: "I am not hesitating!"
"Damn, you hypocritical knight!" Lothar scolded, he didn't dare to gamble, if he still used one hand to greet Adams' charge, he would really die!
Lothar had no time to complain, his arms were raised, and 6-year-old Pan Chen's body flew out like a tattered bag, tumbling on the ground several times, covered with hay and fallen leaves.
auzw.com Two strong men with the title of Sky Warriors have launched a wonderful duel. Unfortunately, there is no audience, only a 6-year-old boy is still in a coma.
Losa's sword path is extremely strange, and can be described as a ghost. Each of his swords seems to be hacked or stabbed from the most impossible angle, and it is inseparable from Adams. But Adams's moves were upright, pressing people hard, and each sword was wrapped with a strong grudge, making Lothar feel a huge pressure.
"As long as half an hour later, Adams' quasi-eighth state will disappear. At that time, I will let the old man slaughter." Lothar's body was as fast as a ghost, and he used a procrastination formula. Although he was embarrassed, he was not too big for the time being. Danger.
However, although Adams could not control the sudden increase in strength at the beginning, he became more and more comfortable. He was faster than Lothar. Gradually, Lothar ’s space for dodge was getting smaller and smaller, and several swords had to fight Adams. spell.
"Damn it, it can't be like this!" Looking at Adams' ease, Lothar felt like a moth in a spider's web, and the more he struggled, the smaller the range of activity. He was originally a mad and evil character. Calmness and he couldn't touch it at all. Under such a desperate situation, it is even more impossible to deal with it calmly.
As a result, he adopted the most stupid and the craziest approach-attack!
Facing Adams's sword in the chest, Lothar didn't shy away, but greeted him with his sword in his hands. If these two swords are implemented, Loza will certainly have two more transparent holes, but Adams is bound to land.
"Hum, are you finally angry?" Adams' eyes were even colder, and he thought to himself: "Evil guy, your anger is like the difference between a campfire and the sun compared to me!"
Losing his loyal subordinates and abandoning his moral integrity, Adams was greatly stimulated today, and he already had desperate thoughts. Unlike Lothar, he has received strict training since childhood, and he can restrain his emotions in battle and calmly think about the situation.
"I can't blindly desperately, I still have the task to bring the" magic stone "back to the Holy See!" Adams made up his mind, that is to avoid the deadly attack, for general damage, the same choice-to hurt Replacement!
Two level 7 warriors, like two wild beasts, fight with the most primitive means. In just a few rounds, both of them added a lot of wounds.
"The Lord said that all evil will eventually dissipate; the glory of the Lord will spread over the earth." Adams took a breath and read a prayer. There was a faint silver glow on his body, and the blood from the wound was stopped. Adams was refreshed and rushed towards Lothar.
"Take me this sword, believer of the devil!" Adams concentrated all his anger on this sword, as if the air around him was drained, and a powerful "potential" permeated this little fight In the field. He was determined to win or lose in this hit.
Lothar found in horror that his body was slowly absorbed into the past, with no ability to dodge at all.
"What kind of trick is this!" Losa barely lifted the sword to block, he knew that in the face of such an attack, blocking did not help much.
There was a loud bang, and the earth was shaking. The violent airflow from the two people scraped the surrounding trees to pieces, and the lush foliage fell.
A huge pothole appeared on the ground, and Lothar was lying in the center of the pothole. The big sword he used for half his life was broken into a dozen pieces.
Adams coughed a few times and stood up straight again. He held the sword in one hand and pointed at Lothar's neck.
Lothar now looks miserable, with dozens of large and small wounds constantly pouring blood, and the most terrifying thing is that from the left shoulder to the chest, almost half of the body has been split off. He has lost the ability to fight. If it weren't for the 7th-level fighter's physical vitality is extremely powerful, he would have died.
Hearing Adams' words, Lothar smiled indifferently: "Adams, don't force Lao Tzu's holy stone to be Lao Tzu's last hope. Lao Tzu can't give it to you! It's a big deal, let's scatter and scatter! Lao Tzu will kill you!"
Adams sneered coldly: "Don't delay the time, Lothar. With your current injury, even if I lose the power given by the Lord, you can't be my opponent."
The sword just now feels really powerful. Adams sighed. Just now, he seems to have touched the threshold of the eighth level, but unfortunately, after the current state of decline, to feel the strength of the eighth level, I don't know how long it takes to practice hard.
However, compared with the countless strong people who are hovering at the peak of the seventh level, the situation of Adams has made them envious of the sword that once realized the strength of the eighth level, which is equivalent to adding a bright light on the road of cultivation, breaking through Eighth level is just a matter of time.
Lothar ’s voice interrupted his thinking. The evil man grinned and said:
Do n’t force me, Adams does n’t want to be possessed by the
that guy
, this has been holding you back! I am so anxious. Both are finished. "
Adams said indifferently: "I will not kill you, I will only take you back to the Holy See. Now you hand over the magic stone and you will suffer less."
Obviously, the "magic stone" in Adams' mouth is the same as the "holy stone" that Lothar said.
Moreover, Adams obviously did not believe that Lothar had the ability to work hard with him. He took a step forward, and the giant sword pressed against Lothar's shoulder, preparing to put a little pressure on the demon believer.
There was a glimmer of despair in Losa's green eyes, and he shouted: "You will regret it, Adams, ah, ah, ah!" ..