Online games: evolution from a sword

The yellow damage number burst out, startling the eyes of everyone present.

Even Oxygen Lemon and Nie Fan didn't expect that the once invincible skill [Bone Spur], after being weakened by Mo Tiandi's right hand, could only cause a little damage when it touched his chest steadily.

And it's really 1 point of damage.

"This"

Oxygen Lemon and Nie Fan suddenly realized that their trick was actually digging a hole for themselves.

The current situation is clearer and clearer, that is, the vital point of the oxygen lemon is directly held tightly in the hands of the Motian Emperor.

"Hmm~~mm~~"

Oxygen Lemon struggled to pull Nie Fan out of Mo Tiandi's hand, but even with her face flushed, she couldn't do it, as if it was more difficult than Western King Arthur pulling the Sword in the Stone.

"That's all you can do?"

Hearing the mocking words from Mo Tiandi's mouth, Oxygen Lemon looked up, but only saw a pair of breathtaking blood-red eyes.

It was a pair of murderous eyes without a trace of emotion.

Motian Emperor, the young master of the Demon Clan, a man of the Demon Clan with unfathomable strength, the son of the leader of the Demon Clan who inherited the fate of the younger generation of the Demon Clan.

It wasn't until this time that Oxygen Lemon realized how wrong his decision was.

If the Mozu didn't send an army to come, but Motiandi was here alone, the whole audience would not be his opponent.

Oxygen Lemon tried to check his level, but only found a bloody skull on his head, the corners of the skull's eyes, and even a drop of blood.

Players are all too familiar with this logo.

In Sky Fantasy City, if players try to check the level of guards or job-changing instructors, the feedback they get is also a skull, which means that the level of the other party is far higher than the level of the player, and they are in a state that cannot be investigated.

But they are also just a skull.

But the blood drops in the eyes of the skull on Motiandi's head represented his extraordinary strength, perhaps even a little bit stronger than the job-changing tutor.

Oxygen Lemon is only over 20 levels now, how could it be the opponent of Mo Tiandi?

An ant may shake a tree, it's just beyond its capabilities.

"Do you know the difference between you and me?"

The murderous intent in Mo Tiandi's eyes increased sharply, holding the blade of the Bai Ze Holy Sword in his right hand, he felt no pain at all; his left hand was raised high, turning into a hand knife, and the sharp murderous aura burst out, like a solid wind blowing the oxygen lemon hair blown out.

Sensing Mo Tiandi's movements, Oxygen Lemon seemed to have sensed something: "Don't!"

It's a pity that the result is the same, no matter how hard it is, it is impossible to pull Nie Fan out.

As for Nie Fan, who was above the sea of ​​gods in the sword, he also felt the majestic killing intent above his head, and the pores all over his body exploded, but he couldn't do anything.

After all, he is just a sword in the hands of others.

"Break it!"

With the order of Emperor Motian, his raised left hand was like a blade, and instantly cut two-thirds of the body of Bai Ze Holy Sword.

"It's over, Grandpa isn't really going to die, is he?"

Nie Fan wanted to do something, but found that the only thing he could do was to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this time, an accident happened.

A tyrannical force erupted from Mo Tiandi's body, and immediately resisted Mo Tiandi's left hand.

Two kinds of power, one black and one white, are intertwined, and the sound of friction between the energies is more uncomfortable than the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard.Both the human race and the demon race with well-developed hearing covered their ears in pain, unable to hear this kind of power.

The faces of Oxygen Lemon and Mo Tiandi who were closest to this force also showed pained expressions.

Under the collision of two opposite forces, Oxygen Lemon's hand could not hold the hilt of Bai Ze's holy sword.She clenched her silver teeth tightly and insisted not to let go.

Because she has an idea in her heart.

Maybe now is her last chance to hold the Holy Sword of Bai Ze.

In other words, it was the last contact with Nie Fan.

She can't give up.

At this moment, Nie Fan in the sword also sensed a force trying to resist the invasion of Emperor Motian, and took a closer look, it was the energy that Bai Ze injected into his body before parting.

The Motian Emperor was so tyrannical that he resisted Bai Ze's power with no expression of difficulty, on the contrary, his power was aroused even more, and he seemed to overwhelm Bai Ze's power.

"Lemon, let go of me! You can't bear this force!"

"No, Nie Fan, I can't give up on you. Without you, I don't know what to do!"

"Let go of me, quick, let me go! I will definitely survive, believe me, you must believe me."

Hearing the firmness in Nie Fan's tone, Oxygen Lemon unconsciously came up with an idea:
Maybe, the supernatural Nie Fan really has a chance.

"Nie Fan, I want to make a request to you!"

"you say."

"That means you must come back, and you must come back safely. This is the task that Miss Ben gave you!"

Nie Fan in Bai Ze Sacred Sword was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. Even though the oxygen lemon couldn't be seen, he gave her a firm look: "Don't worry, I will be back."

With Nie Fan's consent, Oxygen Lemon closed her eyes, forcibly let go of Nie Fan, took a step back, staggered, and fell to the ground.

In the hands of Mo Tiandi, the power of Bai Ze in the Bai Ze Holy Sword is still confronting Mo Tian Emperor's power head-on.

But even so, Nie Fan could clearly feel the decline of Bai Ze's power.

After all, what I got was the power of Bai Ze contained in Bai Ze's blood, not the real power of Bai Ze.

Losing seems inevitable.

"Bai Ze's power is interesting, interesting! What a divine sword!"

Mo Tiandi showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and the strength of his right hand became more solidified, slowly condensing into a jet-black heavy hammer.

"Let's see if your Bai Ze's power is stronger, or my Demon Race's power is stronger!"

"condition!"

Once hammered down, the shield formed by the condensed power of Bai Ze received the hammer. Although it would not be broken, the radiance was still reduced by a bit.

I'm afraid I won't be able to take a few hammers.

"continue!"

"condition!"

With another blow, the shield was already trembling, and Nie Fan also felt the countdown to death begin to operate.

"condition!"

It was another hammer, and there were already some cracks on the shield.

"condition!"

"condition!"

"condition!"

With three hammers down, there was a "bang", and Bai Zezhili's shield shattered directly, losing the ability to protect Nie Fan.

"You, there is no chance."

There was a sense of pride in Mo Tiandi's eyes, and the heavy hammer in his hand became more solid, gathering the strength of his whole body.

"Boom!"

The holy sword of Bai Ze burst into pieces.

Countless white fragments fell in the air and landed on the ground.

Bombarded into slag.

Nie Fan disappeared.