The walking dragon son

An Wu watched Ciel approaching, raised his hand and released a huge black spell to block it.

But Anwu was surprised to find that five light spots lit up on the magic wall in front of him. Before he could react, the light point penetrated the magic wall.

It turned out to be the sharp fingertips of the evil dragon, and Anmo could even see the red lines on them clearly.

Ciel's fingers grabbed into the magic wall and moved sideways, directly tearing open the magic wall, revealing the darkness behind it.

But before Ciel could make up for it with a punch that smashed An Wuxin's mask, a huge twisted and deformed claw came over.

Ciel twisted his body to avoid the giant claw, and Anwu also took advantage of this moment to hide away.

Ciel lowered his head and looked at where the giant claw was coming from. He didn't know who was looking for death and took action at this time.

It was a huge filth, and although the power of the spell was undoubtedly that of a real snake, its appearance was twisted.

The higher the foul spell, the more human-like its appearance should be. And the reason for this filthy exception is what's on top of its head.

Although the toad glasses on his face made it impossible to see his eyes, his identity as Basara could still be seen from his skin color.

"The second one to help is Basara? You really put in the effort!"

Because of Ciel's interference, Anmu's plan went wrong. He had to think of other ways, so he found two Basaras as backup for this operation. It was his caution that saved him just now.

Basara, who looked exactly like a certain Shichibukai, was afraid that he wouldn't die quickly enough, so he said loudly: "I won't let you affect Anmu's destruction!"

With that said, he once again controlled the filth below and swung his giant claw towards Ciel.

Ciel didn't hide this time, he just raised his palm and slashed with a knife.

As Ciel waved his arms, the flames extended from his palms, forming a huge flame sword that directly cut off the giant claw at the waist.

The flames were reflected on Basara's glasses, and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Are you kidding, what is that!"

Before he could finish his sigh, the flaming sword fell down.

A long knife mark appeared on the ground, and the mark was filled with melted magma on the ground. The filth was directly split into two, and then collapsed and turned into ashes.

Posara landed next to Anwu and said, "Anwu, you should tell me earlier if you encounter such a dangerous guy!"

"Shanmen, do you have any dissatisfaction?" An Wu said coldly.

The Basara named Shanmen laughed instead and said: "No, it is this kind of guy who is interesting!"

Anwu reminded: "Be careful, if you are careless when facing this guy, everything will be over!"

"How long will you continue to talk!"

The two of them had to separate before they finished speaking and hid on both sides. And a pillar of fire rushed over, burning a section of the tower where the two stood.

The mountain monster smiled and said: "The pure power is really exciting!"

But before he could finish expressing his opinion, he saw Ciel coming in front of him.

"You don't even have a flamingo feather coat, why are you so arrogant!"

As he spoke, Ciel punched Shanmen in the chest and knocked him out like a cannonball.

The mountain gate hit the ground hard, causing the surrounding filth to jump.

Ciel did not pursue him, but instead released a ball of flame to block Anmu's dark spell.

Anwu is the strongest and oldest of the Basaras, and its power lies in its unfathomable power.

Under his full release, the filthy curse power actually withstood the burning of Ciel's flames.

By this time, Shanmen had found a new possessor.

He controlled several filths to devour each other, forming an extremely huge orangutan-shaped filth, and he himself got into the filth's chest.

The color of the huge filthy body changed, and the power of the curse became countless times stronger.

Waving his huge palm, the orangutan slapped Ciel away with a dirty slap. Anwu also controlled a large amount of spell power at this time and entangled him.

Ciel gathered his hands together, and a ball of flame formed in the middle of his palms.

"The brilliant flames of the fire dragon!"

The flame quickly grew in size after leaving Ciel's hand, and finally flew towards Anwu's spell like a small sun.

The power of the dragon flame suit is combined with the assimilation of elves, and another name for perfect assimilation of elves is holy magic, so the current flame of Char can be called the holy fire.

Therefore, the fire of Shire has the ability to destroy evil and purify. It is this property that purifies the fallen fairy spirits in the world of Earth.

Ciel's magic directly broke through Anmu's spell, and if Anwu hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he would have been swallowed up by the flames.

Shanmen controlled the orangutan Zilty and rushed over. He put his arms together and smashed them down like a hill.

The orangutan's filthy arm hit the ground hard, creating a big crater. It seemed that there was no progress, and the orangutan Zilty violently smashed his arm ten times more.

The cracks on the ground became denser and larger, and finally they broke apart. Orangutan Filth has such terrifying destructive power under the control of Shanmen.

Shanmen laughed wildly inside the orangutan's filthy body and said, "Did you see it? This is my uncle's destruction. I won't lose to you!"

At this moment, the pillar of fire shot up into the sky and directly rushed away from the orangutan's filthy arm.

The orangutan's filthy body was pushed up by the pillar of fire, causing him to stumble.

At this time, Ciel had arrived directly in front of the orangutan.

"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"

Ciel punched the orangutan in the face. First, the orangutan's neck was twisted into a twist, and then the whole head exploded.

Ciel retracted his fist, sensed the aura appearing behind him, and blocked it with his forearm covered with inherent spiritual equipment.

Anmu kicked Ciel's forearm, and the impact spread out in a circle, even the surrounding miasma and smoke were pushed away.

Anwu has the blessing of powerful spells, and even ordinary attacks can explode with huge power. It's a pity that it's still not as good as Ciel. It seems that Ishikage Yuuto didn't remind Anmu not to fight close to Ciel.

Ciel deflected Anmu's foot, twisted around and launched a roundhouse kick, directly hitting Anmu's head.

Anwu's newly repaired mask shattered into pieces, revealing his fairly upright face. But now that face was filled with a twisted expression of resentment and pain.

Just as Ciel was about to pursue him, a pair of big hands came over and pinned him directly in the middle.

The orangutan Dirty who had his head blown off by Ciel did not fall down. On the contrary, a large number of tentacles emerged from his body and pulled all the Dirty around him into his body.

After swallowing the filth, most of the orangutan's filthy head has been repaired. It was it that suddenly took action and swatted Ciel in its hand like a mosquito.

With a roar, the flames instantly burned the orangutan's filthy closed palms to ashes.

Ciel appeared on the spot with his arms spread out, the same way he had opened the orangutan's filthy palms just now.

"I almost forgot, the head is not your vital point, so you won't hit it wrong next time!" Charles said.

Both Anwu and Sanmen in the orangutan's dirty body showed solemn expressions, and a special emotion appeared in their hearts.

That is the fear that any living thing will have when facing death!