Chapter 1118

"It's all right." A golden sword Knight asked his companion who had just been rescued.

"No, it's all right..." the man answered with his head down, and then there were bursts of growls in his throat.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

The uninjured man noticed something wrong and subconsciously withdrew two steps backward.

"Kill, kill..." the wounded golden sword Knight raised his head, his eyes became blood red, and jumped at his companion like a beast.

The golden sword Knight immediately reacted. These blood bats not only suck blood, but also are poisonous.

"Shit, these blood bats have blood poison!" The golden sword Knight roared.

Although he knew that the blood bat was poisonous, his poisoned companion showed a ferocious appearance and rushed over.

Fortunately, these people are poisoned by blood, their consciousness is weak, and their speed and strength are much lower than before. They can't kill their companions. They can only knock out their poisoned companions.

"It's no use. Pay with blood today!"

The old man roared, his blood light flashed, and a long sword with blood light appeared in his hand. The edge of the long sword shook and immediately crossed the chest of a golden sword knight.

"Ah!" With a scream, the golden sword Knight's body was almost split in half and killed instantly!

Everyone in the underground League had already held a fire in their hearts. Seeing that the other party was suppressed, their morale suddenly soared and began a fierce counterattack

Look at the two Blood Angels fighting each other.

The knight angel was besieged by Vincent and the wounded werewolf leader. Some were overwhelmed, but the sleeping angel was able to fight with an old guy.

And the sleeping angel doesn't seem to care about everything around him. He still looks like he can't wake up.

"Blood thorn!"

The old man who fought with the sleeping Angel roared, and a bloody spear appeared in his hand, stabbing fiercely at his opponent's heart.

The sleeping Angel looked at each other's attack and calmly raised the knife to block.

"Qiang!"

The blade and blood spear hit each other, making a clear sound of steel.

The direction of the spike in front of the blood spear changed instantly, and the great power directly pierced a row of trees and left a deep impression on the ground.

"What!"

The old man looked at the sleeping angel and took his attack lightly. His eyes were shocked.

He has a high status and position in the underground League, and his strength is also top, but he has a sense of powerlessness in the face of this sleepy person.

"Hey, what are you looking at!" The sleeping angel said faintly.

As he spoke, the edge of the Tai Dao in his hand turned and a Dao Qi pavement with a diameter of nearly five meters came.

"Hoo!"

The sabre Qi carried a strong wind, and everything was cut. Seeing this, the Knights of the nearby underground alliance and the blood god temple all retreated one after another for fear of being hurt by this powerful Sabre Qi.

However, the old man looked at the knife and didn't seem to have any intention of dodging!

Sleeping angel is just a descendant. He can't bow to a descendant.

"Blood curtain!"

The old man roared, and his whole body suddenly burst to the extreme, and a powerful bloody force burst out from his body.

"Brush!" His body turned into a blood light and met the knife Qi.

"Boom!" A loud bang.

A strong air wave broke out in the air. Everything was razed to the ground where the air wave passed. The people who were fighting retreated one after another and looked in the direction of the explosion center.

At the place where the air wave broke out, although the old man broke through the knife air, he was very embarrassed all over. His clothes were damaged in several places, his hair was messy, and a trace of blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth.

"This..." the elite of the underground League looked at the old man so embarrassed and widened their eyes in surprise.

The old man's strength is no worse than that of the league leader, but he can't even carry the other party's knife!

"I admire your courage to hit me with flesh." Sleeping angels are lazy.

The old man bit his teeth with hatred. He thought he could break through the knife Qi, but he didn't think that this sleepy man was so strong!

"Who the hell are you? I've never heard of you!" The old man asked in a deep voice.

"I'm just a nobody. It's normal for you not to know." The sleeping Angel yawned and said, "finish it quickly so that you can go back to sleep early."

He slept almost all day. If he hadn't been ordered this time, he wouldn't have gone out at all.

"Can you stop chatting! Come and help! " A low cry came from the side.

The knight angel was defeated by the joint attack of the werewolf leader and Vincent, and his armor was damaged in several places, and blood penetrated out.

The sleeping Angel glanced at him with his remaining light, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Hold on a little longer and I'll help you when I solve this old bone."

"Then hurry up!" The knight's long sword in the knight's angel's hand fiercely cut off and drove the werewolf leader out.

When the werewolf leader was pushed back, a blood awn came straight into his chest.

The armor from his chest has been torn by the werewolf leader. He can only lift his long sword to resist.

"Hold on, I'll take care of the old guy." The sleeping angel answered.

With that, he flashed a fine light at the bottom of his eyes and rushed towards the old man with a sudden acceleration.

"Brush!" A sharp cold awn crossed the dark night sky and fiercely cleaved at the old man.

"No!"

The old man looked at the knife, and his eyes were shocked. The knife was not only stronger than just now, but also he had a hunch that he couldn't take it at all!

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man's blood flashed and dodged to the side.

The sleeping Angel looked at the old man ready to dodge. A sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his wrist turned and slashed down again.

"Brush!" One side of the blade, close to the old man's side.

The old man only felt cold. When he calmed down, he found that he had left a deep bone scar, and blood gushed from the wound.

"Er..." the old man quickly covered the wound, and his face showed pain.

At this time, the people of the underground League had handled the temple Knight almost, and the two old guys of the underground League began to deal with the sleepy blood Angel together.

Although sleeping angels are one-on-two, they don't seem to have much pressure.

"Die!"

Two bearded men roared and raised the fine steel hammer in their hands. The hammer, carrying the roaring wind, fiercely attacked the sleeping Angel behind.

Just then, there was a roar in the woods. The roar shook the sky and made people's eardrums ache