The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 231 Reinforcements

"How about it? I saw the earth-shattering fighting here, so I hurried on with all my strength. I got here in time, right?"

The heroic young man with the ape-like arms and the waist of a wasp raised his hand to recall the weapon, and joked gently, with a pair of bright eyes that hinted at caution, and he stared at the enemy firmly.

"Another person came... No, it was another plate of food!"

"Michael" or the guy simply called the mysterious demon grinned and spewed out traces of evil in a slightly crazy manner.

"Let me have a taste to see if your flesh and blood is more delicious than theirs!"

As soon as the words came out, Qi Yue took half a step back vigilantly, and the large and small stick flowers threw out a sonic boom, shattering the tall demonic figure that flashed over.

"Fake!" He frowned, noticing something was wrong with his touch.

At a glance from the corner of his eye, the devil's true form appeared next to Sam who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. The decapitating sword swept across him like lightning and was about to cut him in two.

The persimmon must be pinched softly, and this time it hits the east and west, showing the devil's cunning.

However, this time, the method he relied on was ruthlessly interrupted.

A pale golden blade engraved with simple and simple dragon patterns suddenly popped out of the void, and easily parried his teleportation attack.

It was only then that a clear and clear sound of prayer came from behind:

——I respectfully request the True Lord Guan Sheng to surrender to me. The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!

The demon glanced at the golden light blooming behind him in surprise, and his body became blurry in an instant.

Then, in the midst of lightning and flint, a more intense battle broke out!

The dense sound like New Year's firecrackers vibrated the eardrums, and the violent air waves swept over the melting surface, bringing scorching heat to the face. The scene was filled with chaos, and even with the eyesight of an extraordinary person, one could only see A ball of golden light and a ball of black shadow flickered.

The rock floor in the square was originally melted red by the real fire. Now, under the strong external pressure, it was like plasticine that was flattened and rounded by a pair of big hands. It gradually deformed and sunk into a wide square. of shallow pits.

A moment later, there was a loud thunderous noise, and the two figures flew back with fragments of afterimages.

Bang bang bang, the devil stumbled back a few steps, his heavy steps stepping on the red stone slab that had not yet solidified, leaving a deep depression.

Although the proud teleportation attack tactic was completely blocked, the devil didn't have much disappointment on his face. Instead, he looked at his opponent with a thoughtful smile.

"Although you can predict the landing point of my teleportation and can strike regardless of a certain spatial distance, your own strength is still too weak..."

Qi Yue wears an illusory golden armor that exudes awe-inspiring righteousness. He gently vibrates the Qinglong Yanyue Sword formed by the golden light flowing on the long stick. He secretly relieves the pain in his arm, knowing that the enemy's sharp eyesight has hit the mark.

Relying on the secret of "Guan Sheng Dao" that he has cultivated, he can predict the future with divine clarity in battle, and can also wield his sword to slay demons from any direction. However, the huge gap in strength between the two sides is difficult to make up for a while. If it lasts for a long time, The battle was going to be bad.

"This can't go on like this, we have to find a way to help!" Zhu Mingyao, who also saw the hidden crisis, thought quickly and quickly thought of ways to break the situation.

My melee ability is only half-full, and cannot keep up with the pace of a truly strong person. Even if I have the help of the Spirit Officer Golden Seal, I can only go up and beat the drum, and it will not play a decisive role.

With the sword pill and the remaining big talisman, it is difficult to lock the target under the enemy's advanced teleportation technique with almost no CD.

The [Dragon Transformation Curse], which has the strongest attack power at this stage, is restrained by the opponent's strange authority. The Yaksha ghost general was thrown 800 miles away again, losing control of it. As an undead creature, it was in arrears with its IQ. I didn't know when it would be able to get it back.

I'm afraid there is only the last resort... His eyes showed a determined look, and he quickly sat cross-legged. The Ding Jia curse and the spiritual official's golden seal shone brightly on his body, covering his figure, and he looked like he was going to defend to the death.

"Haha, let me see, another little mouse has slipped in!" Amid laughter, the demon suddenly moved and launched a surprise attack on Dean, who was sneaking along the edge of the battlefield and touching the wounded.

Qi Yue followed closely with his sword, and the two fought together again.

In an instant, golden and black lights and shadows flashed all over the place, dazzling everyone. They were obviously just two weapons transformed by spiritual energy, but during the collision, there were deafening sounds of gold and iron.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan, broken gold stars scattered, and a trace of blood was evaporated by the magic flame sword just as it splashed.

"Haha! You can't hold it anymore!"

The demon shouted wildly with joy, and the black and red flames around him rose up, and the evil aura surged and encompassed the entire square.

Dizziness, weakness, slowness... all kinds of strong negative curses came like a tide. In the corners, the twelve silver daggers arranged for the holy ceremony finally couldn't bear it anymore. They broke and folded, and a trace of the holy light struggled. Suddenly drowned in the ocean of evil.

Lift, poke, point, sweep, chop horizontally and vertically, lift up and press down. At this moment, Qi Yue has tried his best to display what he has learned in his life. He can appear and disappear with a sword, and he can use both guns and sticks in his routines. All kinds of fantastic ideas are at his fingertips, and he can His skills have reached a level unimaginable by ordinary people and even extraordinary people.

Even so, he used the incense of faith to connect his own martial arts will, and the Guan Sheng golden armor that was supposed to be invulnerable to all evils was gradually broken at this moment. The fierce black flames and sparks seeped into it, and tiny drops of blood splattered on his body.

"Live and die!"

The devil's mantra from the lower plane echoed, and an evil black light shot out. Dean rolled to the ground with the sound of being beaten, his face was bruised and trembling, and his skin withered instantly. If it weren't for the fact that several talismans he was wearing were shattered and buffered at the same time. In one moment, he will turn into a mummy on the spot!

The decapitating sword suddenly extended and swung, turning into a stream of jet-black flames and cutting the alchemy sniper he was about to set up in half in half.

The stream of flames turned around and slashed at his neck again!

Looking at the cruel and cunning expression on the enemy's face, Qi Yue could only take a deep breath, even though he knew he was being deceived. A wave of upright, loyal and brave power emerged. He swung the Yanyue Sword with all his strength, and the golden blade penetrated into the void and passed by Dean. He stretched out and deflected the blow.

The price was that he retreated more than ten meters and crashed into a stone wall before stopping.

Qi Yue's mouth turned red and he looked down with difficulty. A claw mark the size of a cattail fan was deeply embedded in the divine golden armor, almost breaking his sternum.

"How about we play a game...see how many times you can block it?"

The demon opened its mouth in mockery, perhaps due to the infection of the hellfire demon's blood in this body. The traces of hatred and despair rising from everyone made him feel extremely happy, as if floating in the clouds.

Just when he stepped forward with his sword and was about to enjoy the long-awaited killing feast, a faint voice suddenly rang out——!

"At the beginning of the ancient times, the custom was simple, the rubbing stone was used as a crossbow, and the string wood was used as an arc..."

The clear voice was not loud, just like a cute schoolchild reciting a textbook, and only conveyed a vague sense of determination.

But just this shallow chant was like pressing the pause button on the world, making the entire battlefield seem to be quiet.

An inexplicable ethereal aura appeared out of nowhere, as if falling from the nine heavens to the earth, and landed on the field, making everyone's movements slow down.

(End of this chapter)