Vol 3 Chapter 948: Eat me 1 kill in 0 years

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Dead space, no wind and rain.
But I don't know when, Tang En's back shirt was completely soaked, and the whole person seemed to be just embarrassed when he just got out of the water. Wet clothes should be close to the body, causing a slimy discomfort. But in fact, Tang En's shirt is like a flag in the wind, fiercely mad ...
The wet water is not rain but cold sweat. It's not the wind that blows the clothes, it's suction!
The jagged border that is smashing the world is getting closer and closer to Tang En's feet. Although not yet directly in front of it, the strange powers of it have been overwhelmingly covered. Bear the brunt of this weird suction that comes from the abyss of and contains the breath of infinite death!
Tang En from the present world, of course, knows the true face of this so-called weird suction, nothing more than something similar to a black hole suction. You should know that although Woodin and Bamutu each restricted the killing range, the concept of mysterious space has never been restricted by the aspect ratio visible to the naked eye, one sand and one world! In the distance of more than a hundred feet in the field today, I don't know how many worlds and how many space channels are completely destroyed by Woodin's hands. In this way, the suction of this black hole is naturally more powerful and horrible ...
Hugh said that Tang En was that once Wooding and Bamutu were dragged into the boundless space by this endless suction, they would not have the confidence to retreat.
The situation is already in danger.
What's even more desperate is that Tang En can't see any hope of a comeback, because they are fighting in a small world of their own! To some extent, Woodin's previous words were not arrogant. It's an uncompromising fact. As long as the sword is in his hand, who can defeat him in the world?
"Wu, Ding, you forced me! Come on, let's all go together!" With a long roar, Tang En can see the problems, and of course, Bamutu, seeing his painstaking preparations for more than ten years, the result was to lose again. Under the same means by Woodin, Bamutu was immediately mad, opened his arms suddenly, and shouted in anger. "Burst! Burst! Burst"
The rich and pure black gas kept bursting out around his body. Bamutu seems to have become another humanoid Warcraft in the field. His burly body has swelled and swollen suddenly and horribly. Before waiting for Tang En's response, Bamutu stepped forward suddenly. It is like a swift arrow rushing into the broken world. Break through the siege of Mantian Sword. His body was thrown into the mouth of the blood basin of the huge Warcraft skull in the middle of the beast and disappeared.
The next moment, the situation on the field changed suddenly. The strange beast that was suppressed by death seemed to have eaten some kind of natural treasure. Not only did the huge body recover from the injuries, but even the head of Warcraft, which had been chopped off by Woodin's sword, was once again broken from the slender neck. Give birth. The outward momentum soared in a straight line, just looking up, the beasts roared! The terrible coercion turned into a substantial ripple of radiation visible to the naked eye, instantly flying and crushing the outer sky and the sky!
"Roar" the entire collapsed world, as if it had become the main battlefield of this strange beast.
Obviously, Bamutu is betting on his life, otherwise he would not be able to do such things as feeding animals.
Just as the sword was broken in the sky, Wooding bowed down and bowed down, wowing a big mouth, the old man's complexion fell sharply. However, his expression remained unchanged, and it seemed that he was not surprised by the decision of Bamutu. He just shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly straightened his back.
"All together? Oh, little family!" The mouth was slightly raised, and the skinny old body was immediately put on a layer of golden helmet and armor. Lost to my sword! "
The words fell off, and also stepped forward, jumping high above the top of the collapsing world. Beckoning, the sky is breaking like a stream of stars, quickly gathering around. Immediately, Woodin's body disappeared, replaced by a glorious sword slowly emerging from the dark sky!
The sharp sword tip, the large and unwieldy blade, the sword body full of simple and mysterious patterns ... like the magnificent dragon probing into the clouds, every inch of scale armor is an interpretation of the world's great and unique and supreme hegemony!
Bamutu feeds on the beast, and Woodin turns into a sword. This is the last means of attack.
However, it is only a preliminary appearance, and the outcome is as if already determined. Compared with the magnificent and magnificent sword that swallows the mountains and rivers, although the strange beast below is not weak on the huge body, the coercive force released is obviously weaker. Even if Yangtian Wrath is strongly displayed, it cannot be changed. The fact of being overwhelmed!
How special is really cruel! This is no chance at all ... Thinking of the golden helmet armor on Woodin's body before, Tang En felt secretly in his heart, knowing that Woodin had used the huge power of his body's hundreds of years of reserves, and wanted to Zhao Fen was born and died, ending this endless struggle.
Still, lost!
If Tang En only sees Woodin's intentions, then the Bumtu, which is integrated with the strange beast, directly sees that the victory and defeat of the next battle belongs to him and Woodin wins!
Looking up at the glorious atmosphere floating in the air, it seems like the ancient giant sword that has been here for a long time. Bamutu has a strong unwillingness and regretful concealment. At this moment, Bamutu knew exactly where he lost
Continually sacrificing Warcraft, finding ancient formations, and improving the wildness of beasts ... He was too obsessed with the last defeat. Although he has been practicing all the time for more than ten years, he has been thinking about the weakness of Woodin all the time. Ways to defeat each other. But after actually starting to do so, he has already fallen into the better.
He should not focus his practice on Woodin, looking for the so-called anti-enemy recipe. Because then, he will naturally place himself in a weak position, and he will lose his most powerful things.
This thing is called the self-confidence of the strong, or the pride of Ning Sui!
It's a pity that Bamutu realized it, but it was too late.
On the contrary, Woodin had already seen through, so he commented on the small family in Bamutu!
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"Hehe ... haha ​​..." She shook her head and laughed, then raised her head and laughed. Bamutu took the lead. The strange beasts stood up with nine huge heads. The following was against them. Growling the world, "Woodin, I'll wait for you in hell!"
It's never too late to repair a dead sheep.
Bamutu knew that this battle had already been defeated, and he was by no means spared. But from a certain perspective, his behavior in this thousand-meter-long battle was not a failure. Because he is the first strongest in the Northern Wilderness, because now this trick also contains his heritage for hundreds of years. What's more, Woodin is old. Therefore, even if Woodin can defeat him, it is a disastrous victory!
He stepped into the gates of first, and Woodin undoubtedly came next!
"OK, and wait."
Nodded his head, Woodin did not play with modest humility, nor did he deny that Bamutu was more like a curse.
Living to his age, he has long been awed by death.
Woodin was just a little bit emotional, feeling that he still won after all. There is still some regret. After the war, I am destined to be alone in the remaining time, and there is no opponent in the world ... Oh, a little regret. Because this battle will also disappear a martial genius who will definitely surpass his achievements!
Thinking of this, Woodin subconsciously squinted down and looked down, looking over the strange beast, and cast on a figure that collapsed the periphery of the world. A little pause, a little bit ...
Slightly bowed and leaned forward. Cross your hands on your chest to form a weird gesture, and your feet are full. His eyes narrowed and he stared at this side. Tang En's overall figure pose looks like a foraging cheetah hiding in the grass, as if he will be rushed out in the next moment, striding in the air!
Is this ... a shot?
Recognizing this, Wooding retreated indifferently and stopped paying attention.
There is nothing to despise ridicule ~ EbookFREE.me ~ On the contrary, I really want to say that Woodin appreciates this choice. No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is necessary to attack without fear. This is a commendable attitude!
Of course, apart from that, there is nothing to say.
The gap is too big, like clouds and mud, like heaven and earth, there is no meaning to compare or even care about.
Isn't it?
Finally, he looked at the strange beast that was rushing under the eyes, and looked at the wooden figure. Woodin took a breath, cleared his thoughts in the hollow, and pointed his sword without expression.
Suddenly, the mighty giant sword was lifted high, as if a flying dragon was in the wild, ravaging everything.
The next moment, chopped forward. Suddenly, a long shout through the clouds crossed the battlefield,
"Just eat me a millennium kill now!"
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