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89. Xiaodan, give everyone a hard life!--Leave a brother for Mo Yu [5/5](1/2)

The big demon still has two brushes.

When he realized that his emotions were a little too "active" today, Kiljadan woke up in an instant, and the mental influence exerted by Saratas was instantly removed by it.

It felt danger.

But when it was about to fight back, it was Weiren, who was walking close enough in front of him, raised his hand and threw out a holy light bond. The shining light flew like a chain, trapping the fraudster in place for an instant and unable to move.

Although the chain was shattered by the surging evil energy and shadows in the next moment.

But it's too late.

The smelly pirate Black broke out behind the fraudster. In the scattered black smoke, the pirate clasped Salamaine, who was screaming and stabbed the fraudster in the back of the heart.

The [Revenge Execution] given by the Blood Drinker Ring has been activated, and a swelling blood shadow represents Drano's ultimate anger.

There is also the dispersion of the power from the newly obtained [Giant Killer]. The body size of the Erida Demon is naturally larger than that of humans, so Hellscream's specialty giant killer is activated!

The legendary power of the Black Emperor never shone so violently, and this blow Black blocked everything about him.

"puff"

With the blessing of the power of revenge, the sharp blade pierced the skin of the great demon to weaken the steel. No matter it was the protection of the evil spirit or the thick skin of the demon, he could not resist the puncture of the sword.

Amid the cheers of the sisters of the Double Sword, their sharp swords passed through their chest smoothly, and burst out with power at the moment when they tore open the demonic heart of Kiljadan, turning the beating heart of power into powder.

The fatal pain caused the fraudster to roar.

It felt its vitality stage a "blood bar disappearance technique" on it. This sword, with its terrifying power, instantly drove the arrogant Kiljadan to hell...

Well, for one second.

Or less than half a second.

After the revenge execution given to Black by the Blood Drinker Marus, almost instantly, the strange vitality surged out of the executed Kiljadan again.

There was also a sudden outbreak of evil energy impact. The sweeping force made Viren in front of him take several steps back with his arms crossed.

Black even managed to escape with one blow, and was not affected by the power of the fraudsters.

"Agus's Fel Heart?"

The stinky pirate narrowed his eyes in the shadow of hiding.

He obviously recognized where this weird force that made the fraudster immortal come from.

The revenge killing he had just revenge must have killed the fraudster. He was sure of this. The power of revenge from a world of suffering that had been poisoned for decades is by no means a great demon can resist.

But Kiljadan died, but not completely died.

This guy is also prepared.

But it doesn't matter.

The pirate's eyes looked at the portal behind Kiljadan, who was shrouded by evil energy, which began to surge in strange ways. He knew that although his assassination failed, his plan had been successful.

"Why are you so shameless! Fraudster, do you still need to bring ‘resurrection insurance’ when you go out? How afraid are you of us?"

Black glanced at the sky and whispered:

"I want to report you, bastard! Ms. Elun, are you watching it cheat? Keep it in mind!"

Ms. Elun must have looked at the scene in front of her.

But the world of Drano is not a place covered by moonlight. The power of the Moon God does not shine here. Even her divine choice can be threatened with imprisonment in Drano. The weakness of the Moon God's glory here can be seen.

Of course, the more likely result is that Ms. Elun knows that even if she intervenes, it will be useless.

The power to protect the deceiter's immortality comes from a corrupted star soul titan, who is an existence of the same level as Ms. Elun.

Although in terms of absolute strength, the corrupted Argus felt that he was not the opponent of the Moon God, with the protection of Argus' divine power, even if the Moon God gave Black more divine power now, he would not be able to help the pirates kill Kilgardan here.

This great demon bound his existence with the Argus world. As long as the corroded world is still there, as long as such a binding force is not lifted, the great demon will never die.

This is really a rogue.

No wonder he is fearless.

"Villen, I feel relieved for your progress"

In the broken cocoon of fel, the unscathed fraudster laughed and strode out. It looked at the old friend in front of him with an admiring look, and he said:

“It’s not like the evil decision you can make, the weak and just.

The role I just played was really similar, I believed it. Maybe you have the potential to be a fraudster than me. If you want this title, I will give it to you with a smile.

The first thing we do after we go back to Argus is to kill the mess of Archmond, extract its evil power and inject it into you.

You are more suitable for leading the legion than the miscellaneous who is very happy and has greedy hearts.

Come on, Viren.

Let us join forces to serve Lord Sargeras, and start from the world before us..."

The true feelings of the fraudster.

However, its actions have nothing to do with gentle language.

The waves of shadows gathered behind the great demons into jumping dark stars, which were spinning with the breath of the fraudster, blocking the light and bringing endless darkness to this earth.

There is another beating legion of lightning outlined in the darkness, all of which means that the fraudster has lost all patience.

It will destroy the world by itself, and then bring the desperate Viren back to Argus.

There seems to be nothing to stop it.

An immortal demon had enough time to kill every creature in front of him like a cat playing with a mouse, and then took all their flexibility back to his demon kingdom as a spoil.

But before it could actually do it, Veren, the closest to it, responded the most directly to the threat of Kiljaden.

"Clang"

The clenched fist penetrated the darkness and evil energy in a posture that was not like an old man, and hit the fraudster's chin hard as the collision and pull of light and shadow.

The blow was so explosive that the fraudster himself did not react.

Its twisted body was beaten back, and in front of it, Villen was blocking it naked and the world it was about to destroy.

The old prophet had no weapons, nor did he call for the magic of the Holy Light. He just stared at Kiljadan, straightened his back like a gladiator and clenched his fists.

"Ha...Is this to recall the wonderful old times before witnessing the destruction of the world?"

The fraudster rubs his jaw that was hit.

It looked at Veron's cold and angry posture, and it sneered in the same fighting posture. The next moment, two old men who had been in love and killed each other for nearly 30,000 years roared and collided with each other.

No magic, no divine power, no defense, no armor!

It is pure fists against fists, heads against heads.

It looks like a boxing battle.

But every collision between the holy light wrapped around Villen's fist and the purple shadow fel on Kiljadan's claws will create a terrifying shock wave in the center of the battlefield.

It was a melee battle between two demigods, so you must not get close to someone else.

It is a death ending for a weak guy to approach. Even if he is watching the big demon, he is enough to absorb a pathetic soul. This is the qualitative change brought about by the power breaking through to an extreme.

That is the all-round crushing of superior life on lower life.

This scene made everyone around who were waiting for the battle widen their eyes.

Especially those good soldiers.

"This fighting posture is perfect!"

The idiot Finna, who was sent to the ground by the wind-tripping Sunderland, rubbed her eyes and stared at the old prophet in front of her, exclaimed:

"This is the best fighting posture I've ever seen. What's going on with this Draenei Prophet? Isn't he a spellcaster? Why don't he start punching without magic?"

"Well, few people know that our Prophet won the Jedney Contest several times when he was in Argus."

Beside the fool Finna, the first apprentice of the Dark Temple, the former garrison officer Sedan whispered to Finna while adjusting his crystal sleeve sword to prepare for the upcoming battle:

"His Excellency Viren is not only the best light walker and spellcaster among us, but he is actually the number one boxer in the world of Argus under his elegant appearance.

Or a wrestler.

This is his achievements in the Way of Holy Light that others have overlooked this. But if they really fight empty-handedly, the orcs' supervisors are no match for him.

He had gone to negotiate with the orcs with bare hands several times, and returned safely every time, not just because of the prophet's luck."

"Is that amazing?"

Finna was stunned when she heard this.

She rubbed the buzzing messenger in her hand and the newly-received elemental blade, and made up her mind to fight with the prophet after killing the demon.

Maybe I can learn some fighting skills from this Argus First Fister.

But now, there are more important things than watching the Prophet Viren wrestle with the fraudster.

After the fraudster absolutely destroyed the world of Draenor with force, the giant portal behind it began to shine, and large swaths of demon bats and elite legion demons roared from the outskirts.

Just look at the demon steel armor on the bodies of those demons and their size that is generally larger than other demons, you will know that these guys are the absolute elites in the legion.
To be continued...
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