Chapter 421

Merlin raised an arm to cover his mouth and nose in disgust. It was very difficult to use poison gas in close combat. Although Merlin could easily hurt jianzun at this time, it was more likely that they would fall into the situation of both sides.

Merlin doesn't want that to happen. He wants to win not only, but also thoroughly and beautifully. That kind of hot-blooded scene of standing to lose both sides and finally relying on the will to win was extremely ugly for Merlin.

That's not the way to win that belongs to Wang.

With one hand covering her mouth and nose and the other holding the sword of kingship, Merlin's huge black wings waved behind her, and the strong wind blew away part of the black fog. At the same time, when the sword of kingship in her hand moved, not only the black fog, but also the nearby space was cut off.

The smaller Jian Zun lost his original strength, but he became more agile in speed.

He avoided Merlin's sword with ease. At the same time, there was a strange smile on both sides of his mouth.

Merlin frowned, his face darkened. He should choose to distance himself. The poisonous fog extracted from the human soul can not be resisted without inhaling the body. Even the powerful Merlin, with the dual protection of the tyrannical mammoth power and the greedy sickle weasel power, can not completely resist the poison from the human soul.

It's unwise to continue to attack jianzun by force.

Even jianzun didn't expect that his opponent would be so impulsive and take this reckless way of playing. It seems that the victory of this battle really belongs to him.

Just at this time, the wind suddenly sounded behind jianzun.

Jianzun twisted his waist to avoid the blow from behind. It was clear that Merlin was in front of him, but the blow came from behind him.

There was no chance for him to breathe. Another blow came from his side. Another Merlin, as like as two peas behind him, and three times the same Merlin as he had seen around the sword's master, the three Merlin attacked the sword with three different angles from the same position, the same momentum and even the same Royal sword.

It's magic!

Jianzun immediately understood that his opponent was a guy who was good at using the camouflage, which he had already learned. The power of magic lies in that although all magic can be seen through, once magic is launched at an unexpected moment, it is easy to play an unexpected effect.

It's a good time to use magic when jianzun thinks he has an advantage and his mind is a little relaxed.

Jian Zun clenched his teeth hard! In fact, he is not only vicious but also delicate. He is very good at using some cunning tactics to defeat his opponents in battle. But this time, he met someone more vicious and cunning than himself.

Merlin pretended to be reckless and launched a close combat with jianzun in the fog. At the same time, he made jianzun aware of his advantages by changing his expression. Finally, he seized the opportunity to relax jianzun's mentality and used the magic that could most confuse his opponent. In other words, Merlin used jianzun's best strategy of belittling the enemy and succeeded.

The king's power with great energy crossed jianzun's waist, and the flesh and blood of jianzun's waist was cut.

Son of a bitch! What a son of a bitch this kid is! Jianzun cursed in his heart that Merlin's sword came so fast that the pain of his waist had not even passed along the nerve to all parts of his body before his spine was cut off.

If jianzun is an ordinary man, he should die after such injury. But he is not. He is a monster who can fight against the seven stars of Kunlun on his own.

He became famous when he was young. He changed the word "Jian Zun" into a legend no less than "seven stars" in the monastic world. How could the characters in this legend die so easily.

Sword Zun clenched his teeth, and suddenly burst out a huge energy in his body.

This burst of energy forced Merlin to wave her wings back. One of the three Merlin around jianzun waved his wings and retreated. The remaining two were blown away with the poisonous black fog.

"You." There was a disdainful smile on Merlin's lips. Is this guy going to blow himself up?

He doesn't want to get involved in this boring suicide attack.

But this time, Merlin was wrong. Jianzun didn't want to explode. On the contrary, he had no less faith to live than others.

Huge energy to avoid Merlin, at the same time, also the white space to shatter, jianzun and Merlin finally want to return to reality.

On the street where they fought, the police had already left. Only Yang Zihuan insisted on staying in place and waiting. He believed that the two men would reappear here. His choice is not wrong, now, his waiting has the result.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the street, and at the same time, black cracks appeared in the air.

"Ah -" a cry of pain came from the black crack, which was the cry of jianzun. The man who was injured on his waist squeezed out of the black crack and went back to his previous burly form.Seeing this scene, Yang Zihuan was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He had imagined many ways when the two men reappeared, but he didn't think it would be such a terrible scene.

Jianzun's face had been completely twisted because of the pain. His body seemed to be broken and full of cracks. The biggest wound was his waist, which was a huge sword wound that almost cut him into two parts from the middle.

What surprised Yang Zihuan most was that jianzun didn't die even after such a serious injury. He is still running away, trying to escape from the shadow of the devil.

Jianzun jumps out of the black crack. At the same time, a thick black smoke also comes out. After the black smoke comes out, the black crack is twisted in the air until it becomes a little bit, and then it disappears completely.

Jianzun's body leaped upward, while the thick black smoke was chasing him in the rear.

In terms of speed, black smoke is faster.

Finally, black smoke wrapped one arm of jianzun even more. Without any hesitation, jianzun raised his other hand and beat it hard towards his wrapped arm.

With a splash of flesh and blood, Jian Zun's arm was broken by himself.

The broken arm, together with the black fog, fell from the air.

Yang Zihuan on the ground was dazed.

"Well, let him run away." When the black fog fell to the ground, a young man's voice rang out from the middle.

Yang Zihuan looked into the black fog.

As the black fog faded, the young blonde stood up in the black fog.