The most direct peak battle, all the trump cards were instantly released. There were not so many fancy ones at all.

Xia Wushuang disappeared into the blood pupils of the gap in one step. When he appeared again, his figure had already appeared beside the eight-winged angel Yafujie.

In an instant, the "Grant Liberation" triggered, the "Bengmo Jue" triggered, the "Critical Strike" triggered, and the "Magic Tide" that enhanced the magic strength by 30% within ten seconds was triggered. The green jade seal was knocked out and turned into a covered divine brick, directly blocking the sky world, and turning the void into an absolute nothingness.

The eight-winged angel Yafu knot was shattered all over his body, and the holy light was so dazzling that it made people feel chill. The four pairs of wings were instantly crushed under the seal of the jade seal, three of which were burned with the blood of the blazing holy fire, fell into the sky, and burned the space to twist.

At the same time, the great sword with golden holy flames burning in his hand also stabbed out.

Xia Wushuang flew backwards from the destructive void, and a burning golden holy sword was inserted into her chest. A mouthful of six-colored divine blood spurted out to the sky. After the elemental blood fell to the ground, the crystal clear elemental flowers bloomed, turning into potions that were hard to find.

"Kill!" The battle cry is in the sky.

Without any hesitation, Xia Wushuang, who was also severely injured, instantly transformed into the eight-winged Frost Seraphic angel with the purest combat ability. He pulled out the Holy Sword of Light from his chest that burned his life with one hand. The golden holy flame was extinguished in an instant, and the blue flame that soared into the sky was rekindled.

Xia Wushuang's head had a divine ring aperture, and he rushed towards Yafu again. The four pairs of complete wings bloomed with dazzling blue light. It freezes the void and spreads the cold and coldness of the frozen heart.

"You are the fallen angel!" The eight-winged angel Yafu was fragile, and with a wave of his hand, he transformed into a holy sword of light again. He slashed towards Xia Wushuang.

Bang!

The blazing holy light and the biting frost met in the sky, and suddenly burst out with an amazing energy explosion. The shocking impact of the light and cold light rushed towards the four fields. The already extremely unstable space was cracked inch by inch under this impact like a shaking straw mat.

This is completely a desperate battle between the middle-stage saints. The world was beaten and kept shaking. It seemed like a painting that was pulled too hard, and it could break at any time.

This is also the reason why Yafujie went straight to his all. Xia Wushuang's strength did not come from his own powerful realm, but his six-element physique that was different from ordinary people, and those endless "Tianyan Forbidden Techniques".

"Do you know Raphael?"

Xia Wushuang's sharp eyes looked at Yafujie's silver pupils that had no feelings at all. A cold sentence instantly aroused the throbbing that Yafujie was hidden in the deepest part of the soul world.

boom!

It was at this moment that the power of liberation was activated again. The two swords in Xia Wushuang's hands instantly switched to the blood-colored demon sickle. It brought up terrifying space blood marks, and the sharp sickle blade cut off Yafujie's body and threw it into the sky.

The thick space crystal wall, like a paper-paste wall, was drawn with a shocking crack as Xia Wushuang hit the sky wildly. Yafu was pressed on the space crystal wall by the blood-colored demon sickle. Between his waist and abdomen, the holy blood was like a spring. It was separated up and down and was broken.

This is a life-and-death battle, with only the winner and the loser. There is no morality at all.

"The divine fire burned out!"

Xia Wushuang roared, and the blue flames all over his body were like a poured divine furnace, bursting out a stunning fire, connecting it with the eight-winged angel Yafu knot, igniting a blue light fire that surged into the sky like a divine punishment.

"Despicable means!"

In the raging blue flames, a big hand stretched out, and the light sword burning with golden holy flames pierced through the blue fire, and instantly pierced into Xia Wushuang's body.

Oh!

Xia Wushuang and Yafu's body exploded at the same time. The dark blue light rain and the blazing white light rain were intertwined, just like the fireworks blooming in the sky. While making people feel endless beauty, people can't help but feel a tragic sensation that is indescribable.

"Kill! In order to survive! We must win!"

In the rain of thousands of lights, the sky fought bloody battles with the Holy Light Angel, and most of the awakened people had died and injured, and they let out a last tragic roar. They fought with all their strength in the death tide of the White River, vowing to tear apart this sea of ​​light like the shadow of death in the sky.

Bang!

Two angel shadows, wings of wings, flew backwards at the same time.

The eight-winged angel Yafu Kid, who was disabled and even cut off his lower body, suffered powerful real damage reflected by the "Ghost Refraction". His body was already shattered, like a half-parted Holy Flame Furnace, and the holy flame ignited by the blazing blood, purifying all the blue flames. Now it has burned into the void a hundred meters above.

Xia Wushuang, who used a little trick, paid a little less, but she was not feeling well at this moment.

He coughed up blood in his mouth, and his internal organs were all affected by the "Holy Flame Explosion", and all of them were broken. If his soul power was not comparable to that of the strong man in the middle stage of the Holy Realm and could rely on his mental power to force his body, he would probably have completely lost the power to fight again at this time.

This is a seemingly even-match, but extremely tragic showdown. If the two of them don’t fight so hard, they may not be able to achieve a real result in their entire lives.

"Angel is coming!"

"Angel is coming!"

Two pillars of light that reached the sky were knocked down at the same time. Almost at the same time, the two used the same magical method.

The chant of the future of the Bible sounded around the Eight-winged Angel Yaf Knot. His body was reorganized after the disaster, and behind him seemed to be the shadow of countless healing angels, holding a holy sword of flames, rising into the sky.

Archangels come.

This is a magical magic that all angels in the holy realm can use. As long as the rune of the "Archangel" enters the cooling, the angel holding such rune can rely on this rune to reorganize the body and regenerate the nine deaths.

Yafujie's body is healing at an astonishing speed. His broken lower body and blazing white wings are growing again. The holy power is still unparalleled and cannot be defeated by the world.

But Xia Wushuang held the genuine "Healing Angel" Raphael's Saint Heart, and took the frost power in her body and cut off her soul. After cutting off her soul, the holy light was dazzling, obviously healing faster than Yafu's knot.

The blue divine ring above his head turned into a blazing white halo equivalent to Yafu's knot, and it continued to grow. The twinkling white starlight appeared in the circle, as if it was an extremely powerful starry sky god kingdom.

"Raphael was killed by you!"

Yafu's heart was shocked again. As soon as he said this, Xia Wushuang killed him mercilessly.

At this time, Yafujie's internal injuries in his body had not yet healed. However, in the face of the aggressive attack of the powerful humans, he could only end this magic technique and fight with him again.

The world continues to change color, turbulent, and encounters an unprecedented catastrophe.

This is an unfair battle. Xia Wushuang fought with Yafu in two levels. No matter how powerful his meditation was or how amazing the number of strange and secret techniques was, there was a gap in realm.

When Yafujie brazenly gave out a huge trump card with great lethality and the Pure Land of the Saint was suddenly opened. Xia Wushuang, who had no time to use the "out of order cutting" and tore it apart, could only fly out of the void like a fly slapped by the palm.

It was not until he switched his spiritual equipment, held the "Michael's Holy Sword" and obtained the ability to penetrate the Pure Land and launch a super-long-distance holy flame attack that he finally regained a little disadvantage under the suppression of the Pure Land of the Saint.

The holy light was dazzling, and two powerful eight-winged angels kept colliding in the sky. Xia Wushuang gradually changed from the upper hand to the disadvantage, but the more he fought, he became more and more fierce. He crossed the distance of space several times and appeared next to Yafujie, forcibly exchanging his injuries for injuries.

He has the origin of the healing angel Raphael in his hand, and can heal himself infinitely without his own origin. The ghost's "refraction" skill can make him lose too much in every forced blood exchange.

A scoundrel and helpless way of playing.

The sword light and sword shadows appear. Both sides are brewing the most complex combat plan in the shortest time. Magic is accumulating, and the storm of fighting is silently stopped.

This is the tranquility before the real storm.
Chapter completed!