In an instant, the world suddenly became quiet. The sacred guard groaned, and even endured the pain on his shoulder and took a step forward, allowing the soul-breaking gun to penetrate her shoulder directly.

The angel's blood slowly dripped down the body of the soul-breaking gun, and the scarlet blood stained the flawless feathers of the sacred guards red.

But all this was not over yet. Yang Wudi stared at the scorching and hot flame sword in the angel's hand. The sword clearly hit his heart.

"Ah!" At the critical moment, Yang Wudi bent backwards with all his strength to avoid this killing sword.

"Puff!"

A sound of a sword entering the body sounded, and Yang Wudi's right shoulder was also pierced by the sword of flames. Just now, Yang Wudi avoided a move that would surely die.

However, Yang Wudi couldn't laugh at this time. The damage caused by the Angel's Flame Sword and Yang Wudi's Soul-breaking Gun were different. The sacred guard was just pierced through his shoulders, and the Angel's powerful recovery power could be healed within a few days. Yang Wudi's right arm was directly ignited by the Flame Sword, and the flesh and blood turned into fuel. The fire snake was entangled in Yang Wudi's arm.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Yang Wudi shouted in pain when his arm was tortured, and his screams resounded through the sky. The left-handed soul-breaking gun was also unable to maintain the pain that was comparable to torture and directly dissipated in the air.

"Old goat!" When Titan heard Yang Wudi screaming, he was about to go up and help, but a sword of flames crossed between the two.

"Gorilla, your opponent is me!" The pretty angel rushed towards the Titan with a long sword in his hand.

"Get out of here!" The seventh soul ring of Titan lit up and swung his punch at the angel blocking the way in front of him. The domineering soul power stimulated the surrounding air to roll up like a sea wave.

"Dream!" Faced with the huge punch of Titan, the angel did not give in, but instead accumulated the sword in his hand and slashed the crescent-like soul power from top to bottom to cut off everything.

"Boom!" Two forces collided in the air, and the entire air became anxious under the fluctuations and collisions of soul power.

In addition to Titan, Niu Gao, who was still holding on the other side in the hands of the sacred guards, had gradually blurred his vision. The storm-like slash made the wounds on his iron-armored rhino more and more, and the blood gradually began to dye his body red.

Excessive blood loss made his consciousness more and more blurred. He could last until now and rely on his will to support him. He heard Yang Wudi's scream in a daze, and Niu Gao only looked at him and closed his eyes.

"Huh!" The holy guard took a deep breath to wake up his brain and covered his shoulders with his hands. The warm light in his hands began to heal the wounds on his shoulders.

Suddenly, a surprising scene appeared. Yang Wudi, who was in pain, suddenly looked at his right shoulder with fierce eyes, and then grabbed his right arm with his left hand.

"Ah!" He suddenly pulled his right arm and blood gushed out.

"Peng!"

Yang Wudi threw it casually, and his burning arms collided with the ground, and a slight sound made people shudder.

Looking at the burning arms on the ground, the sacred guard who was treating frowned slightly. She was shocked by the opponent's determination. The man using the gun was a real strong man. The angel present silently excluded Yang Wudi from the level that he could not fight.

"I want to kill you!" Yang Wudi was completely crazy at this time after losing his right arm. Regardless of the bleeding wound on his right shoulder, he held the soul-breaking gun in his left hand and appeared in his hand again.

"This is." Bai He, who was running away, suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction where the sound came, "The sound of the old goat! They..."

"Oh!" Bai He suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. After looking into the distance, Bai He turned his head and left quickly.

With his strength, even if he goes back, it will be of no use, not to mention that he has finally escaped. Now he cannot be impulsive, and anger cannot bring strength.

"Come!" Facing the fierce Yang Wudi, the sacred guard's face turned aside and released his healing soul skill. The Flame Sword was held in her hands again, and both of them were bleeding from their arms.

At the same time, Niu Gao's body was soaked in blood after countless slashes, but he still stood there like a mountain without moving.

"You can't fight, you can resist so much!" The sacred guard stopped the attack and looked at Niu Gao who was still standing in front of him with breathlessness. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But then the surprise turned into doubt. The sacred guard frowned slightly and stared at Niu Gao, who was closing his eyes in front of him, looking up and down.

As if he was a little disbelief, the sacred guard slowly and tentatively extended one hand to Niu Gao, and then pushed it lightly.

"Peng!"

Niu Gao's body was pushed to the ground, and it turned out that he could not hold on. But he was determined to stand up and then the sacred guard stopped attacking. After Niu Gao's brain gave his body the order before he fell into a coma.

"Hmm?" Niu Gao, who fell to the ground, hummed lightly but did not wake up.

Seeing Niu Gao completely limp on the ground, the angel in front of Niu Gao closed his hands and the two flame swords were reunited. Looking at Niu Gao, who had no ability to resist, the sacred guard raised the sword with a complicated mood and then pointed the sword edge at the back of his head.

Feeling the sharp edge in front of him, Niu Gao opened his eyes in a daze. He could see that the angel's Flame Sword had already aimed at his head, and he could also feel the heat on the Flame Sword, but he no longer had the strength to defend himself.

However, the next scene of being killed in the imagination did not appear. The angel suddenly put down the sharp sword that was about to stab Niu Gao, and asked at the same time: "Tell me your name?"

"Name?" Niu Gao didn't understand what the angel was doing, was he trying to take revenge on his family? Although he told himself rationally not to say it, under subconscious control, Niu Gao still gently spit out two words, "Niu Gao."

"Niu Gao." The sacred guard said to himself and confirmed it, then bowed to Niu Gao. This gift was no longer filled with pity and contempt for the weak.

"Niu Gao, you have received my respect. I, Angel Breeze, admit that you are a real strong man! You die in my hands today, but I will always remember your existence!"

"Are you a strong man?" Niu Gao's face trembled slightly. He didn't know what kind of expression he should have on his face. Are you happy? But he was about to die, sad? But he was respected by his opponent, and he was respected by an angel.

"Is this an angel? It's so strange and noble. It's a pity that we are opponents." Niu Gao thought to himself, let's just die like this, anyway, there is no strength left in his body.
Chapter completed!