Killing Evolution From a Sword

Boom boom boom——

The three magic soil walls burst into pieces instantly under the light of the crimson fist.

In Norman's condensed eyes, the tall and strong figure strode forward.

Norman's body was covered with a light body technique, and at this moment, he floated and retreated in a hurry.

While retreating, he shouted loudly: Louis, this man's name is Mond!

Mastering the law of lava that combines the two laws of flame and earth, the character is cruel and cold, very powerful!

On the sixth-to-last floor, there has always been a legend about him, we must kill him!

Otherwise, neither of us will be able to leave today!

Seeing the powerful aura of the tattooed man in Louis's eyes, he already had the intention of retreating, and was about to abandon Norman and run away by himself.

Now hearing Norman's words, Limang appeared in his eyes.

The law of lava fused with the law of fire and the earth.

That is a strong man who has mastered and can freely integrate the two laws. No wonder the divine power aura is only at the second level, but its strength and momentum are so terrifying.

In Ye Fan's field of vision, he sensed the aura of this Mond, and clearly saw that there was a strong khaki-yellow light on the feet of this tattooed strong man, which was drawn from the ground and surged up.

On the chest, there is a fiery red light of divine power, which is boiling and making noise.

The two quickly merged three inches below the navel, and then merged into a crimson burst of light, changing limbs and bones, the whole body up and down.

Especially in the hands, like a crater erupting from lava, there is a terrifying and dangerous aura surging madly.

There was a very sharp light in Louis' eyes, which flashed past.

He held the Source Devouring Sword in his hand, and the dark blue divine power quickly poured into the long sword.

The blade began to hum.

Changhong runs through the sun!

Louis activated the very powerful sword skill just now.

He fell into that wonderful, powerful feeling again.

In this feeling, Louis felt as if he had turned into a part of the source-devouring sword in his hand.

At this moment, it is not he who is using the sword, but the sword is leading him to kill the enemy.

Whoosh—

In the air, there was a very sharp piercing whine.

The navy blue streamer flashed in the mid-air.

Mond's strong and burly body was about to chase down the old mage Norman, but he stopped immediately after feeling the sharp and piercing sword intent.

He stopped and looked in Louis' direction, seeing the dark blue streamer coming from the assassination, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Hehe, this sword is interesting!

However, the person who uses the sword is really a waste!

Hmph, stop for me!

Mond let out a roar and planted his feet on the ground.

There was a thick and concentrated aura of terror that seemed to be ready to explode from the whole person, and it suddenly radiated out.

In Mond's eyes, there is a pair of crimson pupils, staring closely at the direction of the sword light.

A head of fiery red hair fluttered like a rising flame.

When Louis and the Source Devouring Sword rushed to a distance of about one meter in front of Mond, he moved violently.

Mond took a step forward, instead of retreating, he put his hands together, facing the aggressive edge, and slapped hard!

Ding--

The sound of gold and iron crossing suddenly resounded on the platform.

Louis felt that he suddenly retreated from the wonderful artistic conception and sword momentum.

It was difficult for the long sword in his hand to penetrate even an inch.

It seemed that what he stabbed was not a pair of fleshy palms, but a diamond stone.

Louis stared helplessly at his long sword, which was held in his hand by Mond with a grim smile.

That tattooed big man, with a pair of fleshy palms, is wrapped with an incomparably rich crimson divine power.

Holding the long sword tightly with both hands, Louis couldn't move it, and couldn't draw it out at all.

Mond laughed loudly: Trash!

He slapped his palm hard on the sword.

Louis immediately felt an unstoppable terrifying force coming from the Source Devouring Sword.

The tiger's mouth of his right hand burst open in an instant.

Blood flowed horizontally, and bursting divine power rushed into the body like a tidal wave.

Louis could no longer grasp the Source Devouring Sword, and was directly sent flying.

Clang--

The Source Devouring Sword fell to the ground.

Ye Fan's 360-degree vision saw at the same time that Louis vomited blood and threw it away.

With a bang, Louis' slightly thin figure hit the mountain wall behind him, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

He struggled to support himself, looked in the direction of the Devouring Sword, stretched out a hand far away, and said with great nostalgia: No, my sword, that is my sword!

Mond looked at Louis, and spat disdainfully: Hmph, I want to escape from the mine with such a skill, what a waste!

He strode forward and punched out.

The extremely rich crimson flame fist burst out, and exploded on the mountain wall with a bang.

Louis quickly dodged, but the powerful force still affected him.

puff--

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Without the Source Devouring Sword, he is as fragile as an ant that can be crushed to death in front of a strong man who has mastered and fused the two laws.

Mond's burly body smiled ferociously.

On the body, the terrifying black tattoo patterns seemed to come alive, exuding an extremely strong evil spirit.

This powerful aura enveloped Louis, making him feel a sense of crisis as if death had come.

He struggled.

Like a mosquito entangled in a spider's web, struggling hard on the spider's web that symbolizes death.

Mond strode forward, ready to learn about Louie's life.

At this moment, there was a sudden violent wave of magic behind him.

A chilly and icy breath came from behind.

Mond shouted violently: Bold!

He turned around, and saw a snow-white ice dragon, baring its teeth and claws, making a deafening roar and flapping its wings.

The dragon's mouth full of icicles opened angrily, spewing out a very cold ice-blue air of frost, rushing towards him violently!

Mond smiled coldly: This magic trick is also showing off in front of me!

It also condenses the Frost Dragon, hehe, it's just a big lizard without a soul, it's just a superficial appearance!

Crush me!

Mond jumped up, his fist was like an indestructible weapon, wrapped in a crimson light, and blasted out angrily!

Bang——

The frosty breath that was as thick as a soccer ball spewed out of the mouth of the Frost Dragon was smashed to pieces by this punch.

Mond's burly body of more than two meters fell on the head of the magic ice dragon, and he punched it down.

boom--

The huge frost dragon shattered abruptly!

Ye Fan landed on the ground, looked at Mond's power, and thought to himself, Norman and Louis are about to die!