Chapter 1385 (1/2)

So, this one didn't come up like the one just now, intending to detonate his magic core. But holding eight Epee swords, carefully looking at LAN Xuanyu, behind the wings open, the destructive force surging, looking for the opportunity to hand.

LAN Xuanyu is still standing in the center of the field with his eyes closed. He seems to have no idea that the time has come to start the next game. There's still a dragon halo on the right hand.

As time passed by, the eight armed demon slowly turned around LAN Xuanyu in the outer ring to find out the mobile phone meeting. However, in his eyes, LAN Xuanyu's whole body seems to be full of flaws, and there is no place that is impossible to attack. The more so, the more he feels that he can't start.

For the eight armed demons, they dare not attack. This is absolutely rare, and normal is impossible. But at this moment, the eight armed demon is just like this.

No matter how strong the race is, it will worship the strong. Fear of death doesn't mean you want to die.

The one in front of him is not beautiful in the eyes of the eight armed gods and demons. What he saw was that the other side had killed so many of his people. You can't be too careful.

However, he can afford to wait, the people below can't afford to wait! You are so hesitant not to attack, is not to give the Golden Dragon Princess more rest time? Moreover, the longer the delay, the fewer battles Princess Jinlong needs to fight.

Under the stage, Xing Hao could not help but roar, ”kill!”

Stimulated, the eyes of the eight armed demons on the stage instantly turned red. With a roar, the power of destruction rippled. The eight Epee swords in their hands were cut out in an instant. Huge swords interweaved into a sword net and ran straight to the blue pavilion to cover them.

LAN Xuanyu moved at the same time when the other party broke out. His toes lightly touched the ground, and the colorful dragon wings flapped behind him. Lightning generally flew to his opponent. Facing the sword net, there is no intention of retreating.

And the next moment, people saw a dazzling scene.

The eight armed demon clan is really powerful. When the opponent cuts out the sword net, it has already scattered the surrounding space with its own destructive power. In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, LAN Xuanyu sent to his side to launch a fatal blow. The eight armed demon was just concerned about self explosion and forgot about it.

However, can not space transmission, but does not mean that the arrival of LAN Xuanyu will be slow.

A colorful figure, flying in the air, extremely fast, lightning like shuttle, with a complex track. Even the vast majority of people felt that LAN Xuanyu had already bid farewell to the sword net and appeared directly in front of the eight armed gods and demons.

Come on, it's so fast!

The ice devil dragon spear in the hand was stabbed out in an instant. At the moment of piercing, the spear awn burst out, and thousands of spears were blooming, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.

Hundred thousand years of soul skill, the absolute zero degree of ice element control!

The frightful low temperature is almost released in a spurt way, and the power of the Dragon God's blood has completely transformed into the power to control the ice element at this moment. In the process of the explosion of terror energy, there is no pause at all. On each spear, there is a very cold air attached to it.

The body resistance of eight armed demons is very strong. Under the effect of destructive power, they can almost be immune to most elements. However, the ultra-low temperature of the extreme ice can still have a certain impact on them, and the speed of the eight arm demon was suddenly slowed down a bit.

The eight Epee swords in his hand chopped at LAN Xuanyu one after another. The opponent's speed was too fast, which made the eight armed demon understand that he could not keep up with the other side in terms of speed. Only by attacking and rescuing the enemy will we be able to conquer the enemy. This is the instinct to fight.

LAN Xuanyu's figure flashed unreasonably in the air. Facing the chopping of eight Epee swords, he drew a small arc in the air. Even the public didn't see how he did it, so he crossed the eight swords again. By this time, he was already close to the eight armed demon.