The cloak man was surprised and said, "demon clan?"
The smiling devil said: "in order to pursue power, I sold my soul to the devil. I am cursed and my soul will not die. I hope that one day, I can disappear under this starry sky. It's a pity..."
The smiling devil pulled out the six pupil magic knife, and suddenly there was a sound of ghosts crying around. Countless white ghosts poured out of the six pupils of the six pupil magic knife and danced wildly in the air.
The smiling devil cut off the six pupil demon knife and said, "unfortunately, it's very difficult!"
A ten meter long knife light burst out from the body of the six pupil magic knife. It was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and then fell forward with the momentum of cutting the world.
The sound of the knife started, the wind was torn, and then the knife light hit the ground.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in the middle of the road, and then a large amount of sand and dust rolled up and rolled into the sky. The ground trembled and gravel flew.
After a knife, it seems that the whole world suddenly calmed down.
The smiling devil holds the knife in his arms and looks coldly at the front.
This knife is terrible.
However, the smiling devil knows that this knife alone can't kill each other.
Sure enough, a moment later, the quiet world gradually recovered its voice, and the wind blew away the dust.
In the dust, the figure gradually appeared. Those cloaks stepped out again. Their cloaks were torn in many places, but they didn't seem to be hurt.
The cloaked man at the head's robe and cap were broken and showed his appearance.
The smiling devil smiled and said, "it's really a relic of the protoss!"
The cloaked man looks just like human beings. There seems to be no difference. The only difference is that he is very white. The skin of the cloaked man is as white as snow. At the same time, there is a light red gem inlaid on his forehead, the size of his tail finger.
This is a sacred stone. Only the warriors of the protoss have the characteristics. Without a sacred stone, it does not mean that it must not be a Protoss. If there is a sacred stone, it must be a Protoss.
At the moment, the man in the cloak did not hide his anger at all. He looked at the smiling devil fiercely. It was obvious that he was very angry because of the knife just now.
Suddenly, the man in the cloak opened his mouth and roared.
"Ah!"
The harsh roar sounded, the ground in front was broken, the strong wind was flying, and the dust was all over the sky, leaving towards the smiling devil.
"Mindless, godless, unintentional, mindless!" The smiling devil's face remained unchanged. He just grabbed the six pupil demon knife and whispered again. A huge ghost of the demon image suddenly appeared behind him. Then the smiling devil cut forward again and said, "four demons cut!"
With the smiling devil cutting forward, the virtual shadow of the demon image behind the smiling devil rose into the sky, turned into a huge black blade with a height of ten meters in midair, and fell hard towards the other party.
The chief cloaked man took a step forward, his momentum soared, drank directly, raised his palms and closed them in the air. Unexpectedly, he took the white blade empty handed and directly took the black giant blade down.
At the same time, the other four cloaks jumped forward at the same time, approached the smiling devil quickly from different directions, and then launched an attack together.
But at this moment
Clang, clang!
The sound of the blade dragging across the ground suddenly appeared and constantly surrounded everyone's ears.
Suddenly, the figure of white rose appeared in front of the smiling devil. The crystal sword in her hand swept forward, and the strong wind rose abruptly, directly shaking the four cloaks away.
White rose raised her crystal sword, put it on her shoulder and said, "do you think I don't exist?"
The cloaked man who headed the shouted, "kill!"
The four cloaked men immediately killed white rose, took out their weapons and cut down hard at white rose.
The white rose sneered contemptuously, then crossed the crystal sword in front of her and directly blocked all the weapons of the four people.
"Today..." white rose suddenly smiled and said, "you will feel the fear of being slaughtered again."
At the moment when the white rose spoke, the ground under her feet suddenly "roared". After making a loud noise, the surface suddenly cracked and sank downward, forming a big pit.
At the same time, white rose made a sudden force on her hand, shook away all the other party's weapons, then raised the crystal sword and fell hard to the front.
A silver light flashed, and a void crack appeared in the air. The crack was full of nothingness and chaos, but the space was cut by the white rose.
"Ah..."
Then, there was a sad scream. A cloak man screamed and retreated back. His chest was bright red, and countless blood seeped out of his clothes like a tide.
The sword of white rose cut a terrible wound. The wound opened directly from the shoulder blade and spread obliquely to the waist, almost splitting the other party with a sword.
The cloaked man staggered back, while the white rose stepped step by step and walked directly towards each other.
The remaining three cloaks were startled, then returned to their senses at the same time and stopped in front of the white rose.
A cloaker blew out with a fist. With a "Zila" sound between his fists, a blue and purple lightning appeared, wrapped his arm, and hit the white rose with a hard fist.
"Descendants of Thor?" The white rose smiled contemptuously and said, "go away!"
White rose raised her hand and waved her sword, and the crystal sword collided with each other's fist.
The current between each other's fists was going to spread towards white rose along the crystal sword, but at this moment, white rose suddenly opened her mouth and gave a low shout. Directly using the roar, she forcibly broke the current.
The next moment, white rose raised her legs and kicked a foot, directly kicked it on the other party's belly and kicked people away.
At the same time, another cloaked man detoured to the side of white rose to prepare for attack, with black smoke wrapped around him.
The black smoke condensed into a magic face behind the cloak man, showing incomparable ferocity and constantly shaking left and right.
"Is this the God of nightmares?" White rose sneered: "garbage."
White rose held the sword still, clenched her fist with her left hand and waved it hard to the side.
White Rose's fist didn't hit each other's body, but when it was swept, there was a "Dong" sound in the air, just like beating a drum.
After one punch, the black smoke on the cloaker was directly shattered. The cloaker also vomited blood. He was directly knocked out by one punch and rolled continuously on the ground.
In front of white rose's body, there was the last one to stop the cloak. He held his hands in vain. A golden sword appeared out of thin air and cut towards white rose.
The white rose frowned. It was the descendant of some god. It didn't seem to be obvious by the golden sword alone. She couldn't help but hook the corner of her mouth and said, "it's a little interesting."
Clang!
White rose waved her sword and collided with each other's golden sword, making a crisp metal sound.
The other party drank coldly and did not lose the wind by cutting down with white rose, but at this moment, the figure of white rose suddenly disappeared.
The cloak man holding the golden sword was stunned. Then he thought of something and immediately turned back and roared, "no!"
White rose appeared in front of the cloaker who had been cut by her at the beginning. The crystal sword in her hand swept forward and neatly chopped the kneecap of the cloaker.
Plop!
The man in the cloak screamed again, fell to the ground, twisted his body and climbed forward. Under his body, red blood flowed continuously and spread around, dragging a bright mark on the ground.
White rose looked up and looked at the other three cloakers rushing towards herself again. She suddenly smiled, raised her crystal sword and stabbed the cloaked man in the back.
One blow through, nailing people directly to the ground.
White rose sneered: "this is the feeling of butcher God."