Chapter 375

The black sandalwood warrior waved his sword at Lu Zhengkang from afar. A White Golden Crescent gas wave flew out and turned into a disk. There were fog marks on the edge and scattered like teeth.

Lu Zhengkang frowned at this. This guy's power is unprecedented!

The sword like a circular saw flew like the wind. In less than two hundred feet, he came to Lu Zhengkang. He put up a long sword like a door plate. The magic light lit up from the iron sword's lines in a moment. The blazing thunder burst out and rushed against the sword. The turbulent impact force led to the ground along Lu Zhengkang's posture, leaving two deep footprints.

The lightning like fight made Lu Zhengkang roughly analyze the principle of the opponent's attack.

To be sure, ebony soldiers also have strong mental strength. That sword Qi is the impact of magic power. It's similar to dragon roaring and spitting. It's also the use of will to move the world. But spitting will need the power of words and spirit. Ebony soldiers' sword Qi also needs some kind of intermediary. It's too extravagant and wasteful to use it directly.

This mysterious system is very attractive to Lu Zhengkang. It can further improve his mind power martial arts, so that he will not be as weak as enlarging moves every time he performs moves.

Lu Zhengkang approached the black sandalwood soldier, running with a small step, and asked in a loud voice: "if I win, can you tell me your origin?"

"Fight first!" The ebony warrior quickly wields his sword, and the gorgeous sword spirit converges in one place. In front of him, it turns into a golden wall of light. On the light screen, you can see the rolling sand dunes, just like a beautiful picture full of malice.

When Lu Zhengkang saw this wall of sword Qi, he felt a strong sense of horror. His third eye opened between his brows, and a light cyan light spread out towards the front in a fan-shaped way. It was the aura of killing intention, and the terrible magic trick shocked the heart power controllers of ebony soldiers, who were as strong as iron and stone. As soon as the original actions were dispersed, the sword curtain suddenly collapsed, as if the ice sculpture were broken Miscellaneous waves of light were flying out, looking like a fireworks in full bloom from a distance.

"Divine armor, divine weapon, divine power!"

Lu Zhengkang felt his blood boiling after a long time's absence. His body expanded into a giant man nearly ten feet under the powerful blessing of spitting eyes. A big sword like a door plank became suitable in his hand. He slashed at the black sandalwood warrior who was short of him. The move of the Juque Qianjun sword could still stir up a whirlpool like whirlpool, even without the blessing of internal force The solid soil is scattered like gravel in the wind. The hard rock is cut into pieces by the strength of the air. The water in the air is stirred up and turned into a misty mist. With the sword, the gray air mass is also suppressed.

The black sandalwood warrior roars like a lion tiger roaring in an empty valley. His voice is thick, high and loud. His black armor bursts out with gorgeous platinum light. The interweaving of black and white looks like a frost fruit with stripes. It is clear and natural. He stomps his feet and makes a big earthquake. Holding the long sword high to meet the strong enemy, they fight each other. The sonorous sound spreads all over the country, which makes the passers-by in the distance surprised. The city is full of strange doubts. The gray beard in the monastery looks to the west, thinking deeply.

"Good! It's so enjoyable --! " The troll brayed and leaped, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands. He used it as a hammer, chopping left and right. His power was like a dragon, and his sword was shining like a waterfall.

The ebony warrior is not willing to be outdone. When you strike, I'll give it back to you. The two of them kill their temper. For a moment, the sand flies away. The huge wind basin is shrouded by a dark cyclone on the flat ground. Selana stands beside the copper umbrella. The sound of the bell is still clear in the continuous impact of the blade. The eleven tone copper umbrella expels the miscellaneous dust and gravel, making selana happy The place is calm.

The eldest lady of valchiha clenched her fists, and her green eyes were not instant. Such a scene can only be seen in the legend, and she was the only witness of the battle.

The troll and the ebony warrior split frantically for three minutes. They didn't even pause or breathe. The ground was cut down into a 20 foot deep pit. The underground spring burst out, and was immediately blown into fog by the airflow and fierce magic power. The fog was boiled away by the blazing thunder fire, but the hot steam swam around the battlefield like an invisible ghost. The earth was scorched and the plants were slowly withered.

Now it's time for endurance!

The fountain is full of momentum and produces a huge amount of water. Slowly, the air is extremely saturated, and the hot air turns into a gray dragon, circling upward. The cold air around blows in, and a huge tornado connecting the clouds is slowly forming.

"Chop! Chop! Chop! ——”Lu Zhengkang felt black in front of his eyes, and his body was in sharp pain. His skin turned golden red, like hot red iron. His eyes were closed tightly and he could not open them. He had to rely on his body memory and instinct to chop forward.

"Drink The black sandalwood warrior was suppressed all the way, half of his body had fallen into the mud, and his beautiful black sandalwood armor began to melt. Knowing that the deadlock was going on, he was afraid that his body was not hard to resist, so he decided to use some extra disk moves.

Originally, the sky was bright, and the deep Twilight suddenly came on the sky above the dome of the rising sun. The stars of the warrior constellation in the sky were very bright, and the dreamlike light was projected on the ebony warrior. A golden shock wave exploded around him, and Lu Zhengkang flew out.Troll is quite embarrassed to lean on the sword, open sour hot eyes, looking to the deep whirlwind depth.

The water vapor that was blown to the sky turned into raindrops, and the wind filled the world like the cry of a dying colossus.

Deep words rang out, "you are very strong, qualified to know my name..."

Lu Zhengkang clenched his teeth, and his voice alone gave him irresistible pressure. It can be concluded that the ebony warrior was definitely the incarnation of some god.

"Remember, I, Lehman black sandalwood arm!"

The tornado wall was torn, and a tall man came out. He had taken off his helmet and showed the face of a red guard man, but his facial features looked like a pure Nord man.

Lu Zhengkang narrowed his eyes, "it's you..."

Rayman Siro, or Rayman Siro, his name is "Rayman", which means "light of mankind", and "Siro" is taken from the name of the ancient aled elves for the region of Siro.

He is the hero god of the Second Empire culture, the founder of the Lehman Dynasty, the Dragon descendant, and the wearer of the amulets of kings. He is also the greatest hero in the akavir trouble crisis in 1e2703. The surviving akavir Dragon Guard was loyal to him and formed the famous blade guard.

The legendary emperor, the legendary god of war, had been regarded as sacred when he was still alive. When his story spread to Gaoyan and luochui areas, mixed with the local Hongwei people's yukuda mythological elements, a new God was born in the fusion of beliefs - the ninth Holy Spirit, the God of war, the arm of Rayman ebony, whose belief spread far beyond Rayman Cyrodil's own life.