Text] Chapter 137 Master, Master, Master (Part 2)

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Chapter 137 Master, Master, Master (Part 2)[..com]

There are thick thunder clouds that cannot be rolling above the head, and the thunder clouds are the thunder power with violent energy that is raging...

The angry wild boar man hero shaman Calga*'s full-strength attack was stinging the ribs, and before he could be activated, he faintly brought the power of heaven and earth.

I was in a desperate situation and had already put life and death aside, and was also ready to leave everything behind and fight against the enemy to face one.

The magic hero with weak body strength, as long as the thunder rushed to the enemy before the soldiers of the legion, as the ninth-level old Tang, even if he could not kill the old witch, he still had the ability to die together.

But just as Old Tang's eyes were spitting fire, and he was ready to fight to the death, the turning point came quietly

"Don't worry, let's do the following for me." With the rolling sounds spreading across the battlefield, the next second, a tall but thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Lao Tang, blocking Lao Tang's charge line. At the same time, a powerful aura as deep as the underworld spread throughout the audience, and a throbbing from the soul and fear from the soul suddenly rose in the hearts of every wild boar man on the battlefield.

Old Tang's eyes narrowed, and his pupils suddenly shrank. As a ninth-level warrior, Lao Tang, who has a great sense of perception, did not even notice how the owner of the voice was blocking him. But then Old Tang's heart, which jumped to his throat, suddenly fell back into the xiong chamber, without any worries.

Pure white skin and mane, huge and sharp horns, and almost the same height as Old Tang. This sudden strong aid was a stunning man

Expert

Hero level master

The sudden appearance of a master on his side has been instantly caused

I Old Tang, who was in desperate situation, saw hope of turning the tables

"Take the guys away first, don't worry, I will help you hold this wild boar shaman." A low old voice sounded quietly in Lao Tang's ears. Without waiting for Lao Tang to answer, this heroic master who was not close to Lao Tang raised the "weapon" between his right hand - a lantern with a look of dissatisfaction - pointed to the huge thorn tentacles blocking the legion's retreat road, and then a ghost-like tentacle was like a moment.

The white light column shines on the demonized plants that have brought a lot of trouble to Lao Tang and the Taurus Warriors

The thorn tentacles that were swaying like giant pythons before, in Old Tang's surprised eyes, those crazy and extremely troublesome huge thorns were...

The visible speed of ou eyes withered and shriveled.3∴35686688

The thorn tentacles shining on the white light column were almost like the snow in the sun, melting away quickly and disappeared.

Although this sudden Tartar master cleared away the huge thorns that hindered the retreat of the Dragon Wheeling Legion to the Razor Canyon in just one move, the real threat has not yet lifted the black thunder cloud. With the support of the Wild Boar Chief Calga*'s thorn force, he was constantly gathering the violent thunder puppet rolling in the thunder clouds at a strange high speed, which would make Lao Tang's heart feel extremely stressed...

Perhaps feeling Lao Tang's uneasiness, the "master" grinned and smiled kindly at Lao Tanglu and made a gesture of calmness. Then the tauren suddenly appeared turned around and locked the wild boar shaman who was guiding the violent thunder clouds in the sky to speed up the gathering of the gas. Then, with the energy that made the soul throbbing spread again, the tauren master disappeared from Lao Tang's eyes in his "swish", and appeared strangely behind Calgar's piercing ribs who were concentrating on casting spells...

This ability, like teleportation flash, shocked Lao Tang's heart like a slap in the sea... This speed or this ability is really amazing, especially when it is used from the hands of a hero-level master, it makes people feel unrestrained.

It was not just Lao Tang himself who was concentrating on casting spells, preparing to pour his anger and violent lightning into the head of the Taurus troops. At the moment when he was locked by the sudden appearance of the Taurus master, he suddenly had a warning in his heart that a strong enemy was no less than himself and even surpassed his strong enemy. Almost immediately, the wild boar shaman wanted to dodge at high speed, but he was reluctant to guide most of the thunder spells, and could only try his best to use the ability to move and dodge to avoid attacks and injuries.

Unfortunately, the old witch Calga's efforts to stab the ribs became a waste of effort. Before she could take the first step, the attack of the Taurus master had already fallen on her.

It appeared strangely behind the Wild Boar Shaman. A little white tauren was lifted by an unknown material on his right hand and hit Calgar's prickly head. But this seemed to be unthreatening to Old Tang. The light and unforced blow caused the Wild Boar Shaman to be hurt for the first time after the war started. He suffered a big loss.

With this "light caress" of the lantern, it was majestic before, and easily suppressed Lao Tang. The arrogant and unparalleled old witch Calga* was instantly knocked away at the place where Lao Tang was. Not only did it spew a large mouthful of blood in the air, but the elemental power of the body was constantly shaking and became more and more shocked. If Lao Tang could see the soul, he could even find that the originally solid soul of the wild boar shaman was severely damaged by this blow, which made him feel a lot of trouble.

Fengshui turns, and the wild boar chief Calga, who played nodded Lao Tang in the applause, was stabbed by the wild boar master who suddenly appeared. Although he was injured so easily, the reason why the wild boar shaman priest was distracted from guiding the elemental power and used his unique skills, but the strength of this talented master with unknown identity and strange fighting style had to make Lao Tang admire and surprise from the bottom of his heart.

However, now Old Tang has no time to pay attention to the miserable appearance of the Wild Boar Shaman being injured, and he can't even raise his wish to go forward and finish the attack. The crisis of the Legion soldiers has not been resolved. Although he has lost the support of the powerful elemental power of Calga's thunderbolt, the thunder clouds that are constantly rolling above the legion's head have no sign of continued condensation and increase, but without the guidance and constraints of the Wild Boar Shaman, the thunder power hidden among the thunder clouds has become more unstable. The moment of lightning may be slashed at the Legion warriors below.

The white-skinned tauren who used a strange fighting method to give the wild boar shaman a severely injured was also a little tired. It can be seen that whether it was the unpredictable teleportation attack or the last lightning "lantern strike" was a big burden on the hero-level tauren master. However, when he found the abnormal lightning and thunder clouds in the sky, he frowned. The white-skinned tauren master thought about it, gritted his teeth and quickly slashed the mysterious runes with his hands, and sang in a low and desolate tone.

Then a group of

The white light broke free from the corpses of the wild boars and centaur warriors on the battlefield. Old Tang, who discovered this strange situation on the battlefield, looked at it carefully, and his eyes widened the next moment. Because Old Tang discovered that the group of people

The energy group of white sè is the soul of those who died in battle

Tens of thousands of groups

The white light ball slowly gathered together under the guidance of the master of the Tauren, staring and compressing into a dazzling ball of light. Then the white bull's singing suddenly accelerated. The originally extremely solid light ball changed instantly, turning into a thick light curtain on the heads of the soldiers of the army, forming a protective film with unknown effects. Lao Tang had guessed that this light curtain formed by the power of tens of thousands of souls may be the method of this master of the Tauren, but Lao Tang was really unsure of whether this layer of defense network could resist the tyrannical power of thunder.

Without giving everyone more preparation time, the thunder rolling in the air finally broke free from the shackles of the remaining laws and turned into a wild horse that had completely broken away from the reins. A huge lightning with a diameter of two old Tang was slashed violently. The original inside of the gray Razor Canyon was shining brightly as bright as white day.

At the critical moment, Lao Tang, who was blessed with great happiness, almost subconsciously threw the thunder rage of the wind-chaser's blessing sword into the air with his right hand. The next moment, the wind sword turned into a stream of lightning and headed straight for the unparalleled lightning!

"Click!"

"Boom"

With a loud noise that vibrates the eardrums, the huge lightning seemed to be coming to the sky with the power of heaven and earth.

Ou looked at the air around him and even the air became distorted. The wind sword poured by Lao Tang's huge force broke through the air like he was going up against the sky. The next second, the huge thunder and the sharp wind sword collided together.

Old Tang almost regretted the moment he threw the wind sword out. Although the wind sword is known as the Qi element artifact and has the power of thunder, it is called "authentic" and a real artifact including the Qi element prince Sunderland Jinghua. It is not his fake. Old Tang has no doubt that his easy weapon will turn into ashes in the attack of this huge Thunder power and become a scum. Now Old Tang can only pray that his wind sword can make its last contribution before it is broken, consume some thunder power and add a layer of insurance to defend against lightning strikes, or simply lead the huge lightning elsewhere.

But the result of the collision was much beyond Lao Tang's expectations

There was no explosion that Old Tang had expected, and the Feng Jian did not completely destroy the rolling thunder as Old Tang had guessed. The violent lightning broke from a violent beast into a docile pet cat. The fake Feng Jian was like a giant whale swallowing water. The huge sword body was poured into a huge force under the infusion of huge force, and even plunged into the rolling thunder clouds...

The originally black and ferocious thunder clouds quickly shriveled and dissipated in the dazed eyes of tens of thousands of people, and finally disappeared without a shadow...

The next second, a huge sword with violent thunder and purple electric arcs fell rapidly, cutting the earth like a cake, sank into the handle.

Wind Sword

Old Tang, who was still immersed in the surprise caused by the incident, felt in méngméng that his fake wind sword seemed amazing
Chapter completed!