Chapter 1929

It was Dixie, the double sword emissary of the holy sword order, who had spoken to him before, who slowly turned his head after controlling Dai Yuhuan.

A heroic cross face, already covered with frost, "mole ant, you successfully annoyed me!"

"Dixie, it seems you need help." Pang Long, gorgeous and extraordinary, walked out slowly, blocking Wu Shijie's retreat, but his eyes didn't even take a look.

Disiss ignored it and just pushed Dai Yuhuan out with a flick. Although he didn't see that Wu Shijie was the enemy here, he didn't say a word. He felt that he was locked by a murderous terror. He didn't need to use his eyes to hurt himself when he raised his hand.

Hum!

The light of the sword swept his chest. The figure of disis, who was still in place, blurred for a moment and suddenly appeared behind Wu Shijie. One of the swords behind him didn't know when it appeared in his hand. Because of the speed, the sword easily cut his body in half.

However, there was rarely a line of movement on his cold face. He knew whether he had hit the target or not. He started too lightly. Even if his speed reached an amazing level, it shouldn't be like this.

Looking at the man's upper body slowly sliding down, there was no blood flowing out. It turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared at the same time, just like Wu Shijie was a ghost of nothingness.

No... it can't be a ghost. His eyes are like electricity. The gray smoke reappears in the corner. Wu Shijie looks at the scratches on his body. His clothes have been cut off a lot, just a little bit, if not a long time

Looking at the reappearance of Wu Shijie, even Pang Long was slightly surprised. The old man's strength is stronger than he imagined. This should be all his cards! It's a pity that if a man like disis is above the top, he will be regarded as a disgrace rather than help.

Disiss looked at Wu Shijie in the corner. He was staring at him like a poisonous snake. He could strike a fatal blow at any time. Although it was only a moment, time seemed to be slowed down.

He knew that the next thing was the shock attack. Wu Shijie's practice of Dawning fist was not enough. Although he integrated it into his own battle with his special talent and quickly formed his fighting capacity, he was not sure at this time.

Facing such a strong man with immature skills, it means that he is looking for death. So he took out a small statue and settled down in the moment when the statue appeared.

"My God, give me the power to destroy the enemy!"

With his nearly murmur like babble, is ready to launch the Dixie suddenly stopped, looking at each other's holy piety.

"Hum... Pretend to be a ghost!" He sneered scornfully, his figure darted forward, and his sword was like a dragon

However, Wu Shijie gave up and retreated. The statue was strangely suspended in the air, just between them. Subconsciously, he leaned aside.

Boom!

A golden light came out of the statue and just wiped his body. He suddenly closed his body and saw the mud blown up on the ground. A three or four meter high hole appeared in front of him. If he hadn't subconsciously avoided the strange change of the statue, he would have been crushed by the golden light.

In a flash, the cold sweat came out. Looking at the statue, it opened a hole out of thin air. A golden finger first stretched out and then pulled back like lightning.

There was a sound coming from the dark hole, and then another hand with weaker light came out, but it soon drew back again, and then there was the third hand. The hand never drew back, but it stretched longer and longer. First the hand, then the thigh stepped on the ground, and the next moment a tall figure stepped out from it

A giant iron tower man with a whole body full of gold came out of the cave. He was more than two meters tall, and his whole body was armored. Even his face was completely wrapped up, showing only two shining eyes.

The whole body of this man seemed to be covered with golden light, and his armor seemed to be dyed with a layer of color. Pang Long's gorgeous golden armor became a ridiculous toy in front of him. The key is that some of his poems were two heads higher than him.

As soon as PU appeared on the stage, the giant man, who was like a God, was deeply shocked by all the people present. Wu Shijie, together with him, was also dull. He didn't expect such changes. What he called was this.

This is what the master said about calling Shenwei. Look at this shape, it's really Shenwei.

"I am grolen, the warrior of the healing God. Are you calling me?"

Juhan bowed his head and said to Wu Shijie, his voice was a strange language, but as a summoner, Wu Shijie could understand it. He quickly nodded and said, "yes, yes, I summoned you. They are all enemies of my God."

Grolen turned around and hummed: "those who obstruct the cause of my God are all damned heresies, all damned."

Whoo! A huge sword of flame appeared in his hand, and one of the swords chopped at him. The fire on the sword was blown out by the air. However, the wind pressure from the huge sword, which was as thick as his body, made his scalp numb. The opponent's swordsmanship is full of flaws, and there is no skill to speak of. However, his strength is boundless, and his shape is exaggerated. No matter how good his skill is, he is either dead or wounded. For the first time in his life, he was forced to escape by this kind of superficial swordsmanship. He appeared on the other side of the giant. A sword pierced through the giant's rib. However, the sword could not pierce through the gap. Hoo... Bang! The huge sword rolled back and rushed back to the fence. He flew out like a broken kite. Pang Long was so surprised that he rushed out to catch it and step on it!!! He retreated three steps in a row, and there were three footprints one foot deep on the ground. The bluestone tiles broke into this shape. In an instant, the two faces all changed color. Dai Yuhuan, who had already retreated to one side, had a completely dull expression. He watched in disbelief that Dixie was smashed away, and then Panglong stepped on the footprints. What did it mean, The hand holding the sword was shaking violently, and there were double swords there“ Pa pa... Pa Pa! " After a burst of applause, another person came out from behind. It was Xue Wangcheng, who was followed by four tough men. Each of them had a cold look and had a machete hanging around his waist. This was Xue's soul seeking sword. Each of them had a body to feed his sword to gain great power.