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From beginning to end, the Son of Fire showed signs of being about to eradicate the Black Death Demon Lord, and all kinds of momentum were created extremely. However, he never thought that the Son of Fire and the Queen of Ice would be him.

As soon as he screamed, a cold and cold feeling from behind him came overwhelmed. The plague messenger who could not hide was suddenly frozen into an ice sculpture. While his consciousness disappeared rapidly, he couldn't help but swear. Damn, he was cheated by this dog and a woman.

"boom!"

Wang Yan took advantage of the momentum and hit the ice sculpture with the power of flames, smashing it into pieces and turning it into countless pieces of meat.

"call!"

Wang Yan blew the ice chips on his fist, and then replied indifferently to the dead plague messenger: "Idiot, I don't understand the simple trick of attacking the world, I'm too fussy. It's reasonable to fight the boss and kill the minions that are in the way."

If the plague messenger was still alive, he would definitely be so angry that he would die again after hearing this. How could he not understand such tricks of silly artifacts after living for so many years? But the guy of the Son of Fire is so superb that he fooled him, the old man.

The ice queen Nan Lian shook her delicate body and helped Si Bing, who was shaking in white clothes. She could withstand the plague messenger for so long, but she was just trying her best. If she hadn't borrowed a lot of power and the plague messenger wanted to keep her alive, she could have lived to this day.

But even so, she was already dying and almost died. As soon as she saw the death of the plague messenger, she relaxed a little and fainted.

"Son of Flame!"

At the same time, the Black Death Demon Lord, who was waiting for the silence, roared, "You dare, you dare!" He was extremely angry, and Wang Yan teased him several times. And while he was unprepared, he even killed one of his generals.

The Plague Envoy is one of his most loyal favorites. He has done countless things for him, but his status is still above the banshee. Unfortunately, the two powerful generals died one after another at Wang Yan.

Since he met Wang Yan, he found that he had suffered repeated setbacks and his good plans were all messed up in muddy water.

"Hahaha~ Lao Wang did a good job." In the distance, the passionate red tank roared, "I originally wanted to win a battle first and take my head. But I didn't expect that you would take a step forward." After that, he stepped forward with a loud bang.

He was like a terrifying war god from the wild world. His muscles swelled to the extreme, and each muscle fiber burst out with a trickle of force, gathering into a destructive aura. With one punch, even the space was faintly collapsed.

"boom!"

The Netherworld Scythe waved the deadly sickle and blocked the attack, but unexpectedly, the people and horses were knocked back. In the snow and ice, several deep ravines were plowed out. The skeleton war horse, which symbolized death and fear, burst out a series of sounds, and the bones were cracked, and they fell to the ground with their knees bent.

The power of that punch was so terrifying, as fierce as the legendary ancient titan.

He is truly the king of land warfare. There are very few strong people on earth who can compete with him in terms of strength, only a handful of them. After he reached S level, even Wang Yan's power was somewhat different from him. It makes people wonder if the red tank guy is a purebred human?

And how could such a destructive power burst out from a human body?

"Hahaha~" the red tank laughed heartily, "Nether Scythe, you are just a bone-shaped rack, and you should have gone to hell for a long time. Let me give you a good trip!" As soon as the Cheng word came out, the momentum of the red tank soared a little bit again.

The elephant-like giant feet stepped forward, with the sound of thunder and the power was so strong that it seemed that even the entire Winter Island was trembling faintly.

With the momentum of running, his fist became even more fierce. Even if a mountain was placed in front of him, he could definitely punch him into pieces. Power, this is absolute power. The red tank did not have any fancy fancy, but just punched him simply.

But no one can stop his fist.

The Netherworld Scythe is extremely powerful, but what it is best at is wandering around the battlefield and attacking. When people are unprepared, they can escape thousands of miles away with one blow. In terms of power, it is more than one step behind the red tank.

At this time, its skeleton war horse was in a semi-destroyed state and had no choice but to take this one again.

Boom boom boom boom!

The red tank made three punches in a majestic manner.

It was like a storm, and the power of one punch was fiercer than that of the other. The poor Netherworld Scythe was seized by the red tank for a moment of carelessness and was instantly in desperate situation. He was forced to fight three punches.

The Netherworld Scythe retreated hundreds of meters in succession, and some of the miscellaneous soldiers who were close to each other were shocked to death by the shock waves formed by the battle.

time!

It seems to have solidified.

The red tank kept the punching posture and was motionless. His whole body was covered with wounds cut by the Netherworld Scythe. Although the injuries were hideous and terrifying, they were not fatal. His control over his body had reached an incredible level.

At the extent to which each muscle fiber can be manipulated, the contraction of blood vessels can control injuries with extreme ease.

The Netherworld Scythe also maintained the posture of holding the hook and sickle spear, but his Netherworld armor had burst and white bones were shattered.

After a few seconds.

Suddenly, the Netherworld Scythe and the skeletons of the war horse under its crotch burst into pieces, turning into balls of powder and drifting away. The dignified generation of Death Knights, who had a ill-fated fate, finally disappeared in the Winter Island, without even a single remains.

The red tank slowly stood up straight, looking at the scene with a serious look, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Dust return to the dust, go back. I hope your Father God can forgive everything you have done."

"Wow!"

Amid the low and somewhat sad sound of the red tank, the ashes of the Netherworld Scythe actually rotated towards the sky, and soon disappeared from a distance.

The scene of the red tank so fiercely suppressing the enemy naturally shocked the scene. The little girl An An opened her mouth from afar. The foreign uncle who was like a giant was so powerful.

There are also a few classmates and teachers in the college who are outstanding in strength, but compared with him, they are like children in kindergartens.

"Haha~ Tank brothers, you're doing a good job." Even Wang Yan was shocked and then laughed happily, "Come on, we can team up to fight bosses now. We now have two DPS, so we lack this super tank. By the way, if you have another breast, it doesn't matter if your strength is almost done."

"puff!"

Such a bad situation, coupled with Wang Yan's conversation, finally made a mouthful of blood in the chest of the Black Death Demon Lord couldn't help but spurt out. Excessive, too much!
Chapter completed!