As for the strength shown by Azkamore.

Even if they are ten times stronger, they cannot be his opponent.

This is simply an invincible enemy.

When Azkamore heard Chen Zhao's words, he was not angry but laughed.

"Very good, human, you are the first person who dares to be so arrogant in front of me. I will give you a chance to challenge me."

"It's too sloppy to say that the challenge is so powerful. You have an invincible weapon. You know that this challenge is meaningless to me. What about the pride of being a demon? Is this your pride?"

Azkamore laughed: "Since you said that, I'll lend you this sword, as long as you can get it."

Azkamore arrogantly released the hilt of the sword, and the sword edge directly penetrated into the ground.

The moment the sword tip pierced into the ground, a pattern appeared on the surrounding ground.

Ma Long recognized this pattern, which was a power emblem, a magical formation suppressed by the caster's own power.

If there is no power beyond the caster, it will be impossible to crack the power emblem, let alone raise this sword.

This kind of magic has appeared many times in history.

One of the most famous examples is King Arthur and the Sword in the Stone.

No one except King Arthur was able to pull up the sword in the stone.

Of course, that was a magic specially designed for King Arthur.

It's like a backdoor of a computer program.

"Please, as long as you can pick up this sword, it doesn't matter if you give it to you." Azkamore took two steps back generously.

Azkamore's eyes were flashing with evil light.

"Be careful, I'll go up and try it out first." Ma Long said.

"Okay." Chen Zhao nodded.

Ma Long went up and grabbed the hilt of the sword, then he started to pull it with all his strength.

But Jianfeng didn't move at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Long felt that his power was being absorbed by the sword.

"Damn it! This is a wrestling emblem!" Ma Long lay softly on the ground: "Don't touch this sword!"

"Why?"

"This guy has applied a wrestling herald. If your power cannot pull out this sword, then your power will be absorbed by this sword and become a stronger herald, which has absorbed all my power."

"That's it." Chen Zhao walked to the black sword as if he hadn't heard Ma Long's warning.

"You idiot!" Ma Long shouted.

But Chen Zhao still reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

clang

Ma Long's eyes were about to fall out, he widened his eyes and looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.

The black sword was pulled out by Chen Zhao?

And it doesn't seem to be any trouble.

Just just pulled out?

Azkamore was also full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

But Chen Zhao took advantage of Azkamore's shock and suddenly flashed to him, raised his black sword and slashed at Azkamore.

Azkamore had no time to dodge, and his left arm and his shoulder were cut down directly.

"Damn it, you despicable and shameless human!"

Azkamore fled in a panic.

Chen Zhao chased after him.

Ma Long's face was filled with incredible words.

Azkamore suddenly stopped and turned around suddenly.

At this time, Chen Zhao had already raised his sword to slash Azkamore's head.

But Jianfeng stopped at this moment.

A huge force was fighting against Chen Zhao's own power.

"Human, this is part of my power. Do you think I can kill me with my power?" Azkamore said proudly.

Chen Zhao looked at Azkamore's cut off arms: "I think it's OK."

"That was just a sneak attack by you. If you do it again, your tricks will be meaningless." Azkamore said stubbornly.

Of course, he was indeed panicked just now.

If it weren't for the loss of consciousness at that moment, the black sword that Chen Zhao held would not have been able to hurt Azkamore at all.

Azkamore's broken arm recovered in a blink of an eye and grew back.

"Come back!" Azkamore shouted.

Chen Zhao felt the black sword in his hand struggling wildly, and seemed to be about to get rid of Chen Zhao's palm immediately.

"Come back!" Azkamore's voice increased.

Black Sword's struggle became even more intense.

"Come back to me!!"

Chen Zhao held the black sword tightly.

Ma Long looked at Chen Zhao even more nervously: "Stand with it, don't let the black sword return to his hands."

Of course Chen Zhao won't let go.

However, the Black Sword's struggle became more and more intense, and the power of resistance became stronger and stronger.

Chen Zhao suddenly held the sword edge of the black sword.

Malon and Azkamore both stared at Chen Zhao's crazy actions.

Click

The black sword was folded in half in Chen Zhao's hand.

Chen Zhao grinned: "Since I can't get it, then destroy it."

Azka Moore's heart is made.

"You despicable guy, you have a strong power to deceive me. Do you have a little bit of dignity and glory as a strong man?"

"Kill you is my greatest honor." Chen Zhao looked at Azkamore with a smile.

The broken sword is still in Chen Zhao's hands, and Chen Zhao is increasing his strength.

He was crushing the broken sword.

Ma Long's face was shocked. How powerful does it take to crush a magic sword?

Is this almost impossible?

Even Azka Moore was already scared.

You know, he is a subordinate of the King of Power.

But he was actually frightened by the power of a human being.

Chen Zhao casually abandoned the rest of the black sword.

Azkamore's breathing became rapid.

"Do you think you have won?"

"Well, that's what I think." Chen Zhao replied frankly: "I can't find a reason why I didn't win."

"I am a subordinate of the King of Power, and using swords is not my specialty."

Azkamore's body began to grow bigger and bigger.

His muscles, his posture, and his body are all getting bigger.

Chen Zhao looked at Azka Moore who was transforming.

"Your transformation is too slow. If you are attacked at this time, will this transformation process be interrupted?" Chen Zhao looked at Azkamore with a smile.

Ma Long looked at Chen Zhao. This guy was really shameless and had no bottom line.

But I have to say that Chen Zhao's words made Ma Long feel moved.

But Ma Long can't do anything now, and his whole body's strength is absorbed by the wrestling emblem. Now he can only lie on the ground to watch the show, and he can't do anything else.

But Chen Zhao had no intention of taking action, and just stood in front of Azkamore and let him transform.

Finally, Azkamore completed his transformation. He was like a muscle monster, and his body exuded an arrogant and terrifying power.

"Human, you did not stop me from transforming. This will be the biggest mistake in your life." Azkamore's figure has changed from two meters to six meters, especially his arms are thick like a siege hammer.

Chen Zhao silently raised his head and looked at Azkamore.

"It's a coincidence... I'm also good at power."
Chapter completed!