Invincible Undead Legion

How about saying that those who don't know are innocent?

This divine crystal is in the world of the undead, and I haven't seen a little bit of it for thousands of years. People just found out, like sitting on pins and needles, and dare not publicize it. I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet!

Jiang Mo directly brought the god crystals from other people. Even if the Bone Dragon Legion came, they would have to share the god crystals when they encountered them, and strengthen some important places for everyone to strengthen a legion. One of the mightiest legions.

When Jiang Mo was so good, he directly accomplished nine people. Is he selfish? no!

For one thing, he doesn't know what concept this thing is!

And, even if you know, so what?

Jiang Mo's soldiers can be regenerated, and the main general only has these nine. If he knows it, he will do the same!

Feng Kuan failed in one blow, and the sickle was stuck by Jiang Mo. He was trying to take it back, but it was difficult.

The two competed with each other, and Jiang Mo was a little short. It was not a matter of skill. Jiang Mo would never be able to catch up with the growth of the strength of the seventh-level undead. This was stipulated by the law. Otherwise, what is the point of the level?

Just when Jiang Mo was getting a little bit overwhelmed, Feng Kuan suddenly pushed the death scythe forward.

The back of the sickle slammed into Jiang Mo's chest. Jiang Mo didn't even defend himself, and at the same time took the opportunity to send the spear forward.

"puff……!"

Feng Kuan's left shoulder was hit by Thor's sword, and the lightning crackled on his shoulder, but Feng Kuan's sickle was deflated again.

In a rage, Feng Kuan rushed forward, pushing Jiang Mo back!

Jiang Mo couldn't stop it at all, he grabbed Feng Kuan's sickle with his left hand, and on the way back, his body rubbed the sickle abruptly and dodged away.

Withdrew his right hand at the same time, and immediately deployed the Zhao Family Spear!

"Ding, ding, ding...!" Feng Kuan couldn't handle the series of violent wind and rain.

In addition to strength, his magic power is stronger than Jiang Mo's. Compared with Zhao Yun's personal skills, his melee skills are far behind.

Feng Kuan was surrounded by Jiang Mo, and it was difficult to escape. The Zhao family spear was a fusion of marksmanship, which was specially handed over to Jiang Mo by Zhao Yun. Most of the moves took into account the possibility of the weak defeating the strong, suppressing Feng Kuan Wide, don't let him have a chance to display his strength at all!

Jiang Mo got bigger and bigger, and the more he fought, the more fierce he was!

Gradually, scars appeared on Feng Kuan's body, even though the scar on Jiang Mo's chest looked even scarier!

However, Jiang Mo didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but Feng Kuan, who was stabbed continuously by the Thor's sword, was miserable!

His body, in front of Thunder God's Sword, is like tofu, it cannot be touched, it will be smashed to pieces!

Feng Kuan secretly groaned, Jiang Mo in front of him was almost invulnerable, how could he fight?

In fact, Jiang Mo is really not invulnerable, if Feng Kuan had a magic weapon, Jiang Mo would definitely be tortured to death by Feng Kuan, but the question is, doesn't Feng Kuan not have it!

That's what fighting is all about, you don't have enough software or hardware, just having magic power and level seven combat skills is useless.

Feng Kuan became more useless the more he fought, and the more angry he became!

"Huh...huh...huh...you bastard, you are simply perverted!"

Feng Kuan has never seen such a difficult guy, level six, Feng Kuan has been an undead for more than a thousand years, and he has never met a level six undead, like Jiang Mo, when fighting, he is really torturing himself!

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment! The battle isn't over yet, why? Want to surrender?" Jiang Mo's eyes were full of mockery.

"Fart! I am a seventh-level undead, will I surrender to you? Just dream!"

Feng Kuan roared angrily, and waved his hand: "Whirlwind! Go to hell!"