Doom Knight System

The ice dragon's body was shrouded in a black mist. After one punch, its body color dimmed, and it howled in pain as if spiritually. The scales on its body were cracked, and it was about to collapse. .

Mao Xiaofang's eyes were straightened, and there was a chill coming out of his heart. He dared to conclude that Lancelot's power had reached an extremely strong level. This kind of person is simply the natural enemy of warlocks, and he must not be allowed to get close.

So, he cruelly took out a jade pendant from his waist, crushed it vigorously, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and made a formula with his right hand.

"The sky thunders, the land thunders faint, Liu Jia Liu Ding, hear my name, don't stop, greet the auspicious blessings, the Dragon God will be forever!... rise up!"

From the broken part of the jade pendant, a phantom of a flood dragon soared into the air, and directly penetrated into the body of the ice dragon with lightning speed.

Mao Xiaofang secretly thought it was a pity, an ancient dragon soul was wasted like this, but if it can seriously injure the other party, it can be regarded as the best use of it.

He didn't have the slightest confidence in being able to kill Lancelow. At the level of the Silver Knight, it is estimated that even the bomb would not cause much damage to Lancelow, unless it was shot by a master of the same level. Lowe's score.

After the ice dragon got the dragon's soul, its whole body suddenly swelled, and what gushed out from its body was no longer the icy air, but a stream of strong corpse air, and at the same time rushed towards Lancelot with a breath-taking breath.

"Haha... Let's see my ability to subdue dragons and subdue tigers!" Lancelot took a step forward and shouted arrogantly.

His body is already a silver knight, it can be said to be extremely hard, and he has absolute self-confidence.

His hands were raised slightly on both sides of his body, and his fists were clenched together, invoking the magic power of "Knights Don't Die Unarmed". He leaned lightly on the face of his fists, and the moment the ice dragon opened his mouth to bite him, his fists continued continuously. Smashing out from the ground, relying entirely on primitive brute force.

Rumble! !The ice dragon's head was hit continuously, and Lancelot's fists seemed to gushes out a strong wind. As the fist speed increased, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the huge tornado crushed the ice dragon's head into pieces. Crushed, followed by the body completely disintegrating into powder, swept by the strong wind, without a trace.

The soul of the ancient flood dragon had no place to live, and huddled into a ball in pain.At this time, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and lightning bolts struck the dragon's soul exactly, and finally the soul howled and disappeared into a puff of white smoke.

Lancelot felt a little pity. This dragon soul can only exist in a different dimension. It is a good material to become a weapon spirit. If it can be absorbed, it will also be a large amount of energy.

"One punch with seven strengths, one second with seven, seven and 49 punches. From now on, it will be called the Big Dipper Fist." Lancelot stood on the spot, looking up at the sky where the black clouds were broken by the fist and only a big hole was revealed. Starry, bright Big Dipper Light spilled down.

The name I chose is somewhat evil, but it is worthy of the name.

[Knight never dies with bare hands] is an intermediate-level treasured armor, which broke through its own limitations under the use of Lancelot.

"Huh!" Lancelot let out a breath slowly, and a white mist immediately evaporated from the top of his head. After the Big Dipper Fist, his physical strength dropped by half, but under the continuous operation of the power of faith, his physical strength and mental strength It is recovering at an astonishing speed.

On the other side, Mao Xiaofang frowned, with fear on his face, gritted his teeth and took out a yellow talisman on his body, and then took out a palm-sized scarecrow from his rucksack.

Putting the yellow talisman on the scarecrow, Mao Xiaofang slapped his chest with his palm, reversed his qi and blood, and sprayed on it with a mouthful of blood containing his ten-year lifespan.

The scarecrow's aura became stronger and stronger, while Mao Xiaofang's aura became weaker and weaker.

This is a well-known stand-in straw man among warlocks. It can simulate a person's shape and cultivation in a short period of time, leaving enough time for the owner to escape. It can be called a life-saving artifact and a priceless treasure. It is now passed down in the world There are not many of them.

"The blue dragon is on my left, the white tiger is on my right. Suzaku protects me in front, Xuanwu stands behind me, and the four gods from all directions guard my original form... Du, huh, kill, huh, huh, huh...!" As soon as the words fell, the scarecrow grew bigger as if blowing air, and the body transformed into exactly the same as Mao Xiaofang.

Mao Xiaofang pinched the soil to escape the tactic, his body was hidden in the soil, while the straw man rose into the air, his body was three feet above the ground, and he floated to the southwest at lightning speed.

"Huh?" Wang Luo was a little surprised. He didn't expect Mao Xiaofang to run towards Wimbledon Castle. Isn't this courting death?The opponent's mental power fluctuated very obviously, just like a firefly in the dark.

Lancelot made a wrong step, twisted his ankle, turned his body at [-] degrees, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and used his acceleration to forcefully turn without slowing down. His figure was extremely fast, and he followed closely behind "Mao Xiaofang".

Mao Xiaofang, who was buried deep in the snow, heaved a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure how long it would take for Wang Luo to find out that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to waste time, and immediately got out of the soil.

Looking around, I thought for a long time and didn't know where to go. At this moment, a place suddenly came to my mind.

At that moment, he took out two armored horse talismans of the Mohist school, and pasted one on each of his left and right legs. The wind rose from the ground, and Mao Xiaofang galloped towards the northeast with a step of five meters, without any intention of covering up the traces.

Half an hour later, Lancelot's right palm crushed the head of the stunt double, and "Mao Xiaofang" returned to its original shape, turning into a mass of magic power and exploding.

Lancelot shook the dust and snow away. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would be tricked by using the golden cicada to get rid of his shell. This has not happened for many years.

"Warlocks really have a lot of tricks, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is nothing." Lancelot said with a grin. Although he said this on his lips, he was more vigilant in his heart.

After all, warlocks are not inferior to magicians. Like the ice dragon just now, if the strength is doubled, Lancelot would not dare to choose to fight recklessly.

The body of the Silver Knight is only theoretically not bad, and there will still be an upper limit to the energy it can withstand.

Lancelot chose to return to the place where he turned just now. Although the footprints on the snow were blurred, he could still determine the direction the other party left.

Unfortunately nothing was found.

"Well, you're running fast." Lancelot touched his chin and said to himself.

Then he took out the communicator, summoned the Wimbledon knights who were searching nearby, and asked them to search along the fan.

The place Mao Xiaofang fled to was a small town, which was the secret gathering place of the Dark Parliament, and not many people knew about it.