Paradise of Demonic Gods

Anderson moved the skill shadow coffin, and instantly activated the same shadow to wrap the entire ring, and even covered the body of Fang Xingjian. <?

The shadow of this activation seems to be no longer a simple shadow, but a strange energy, and even the constant release of the light on Fang Xing's sword cannot drive away these shadows.

And because the entire ring is wrapped, the shadow of the package can hardly be dodged.

The shadow coffin possesses not only the special effects of weakening the material structure, but also the life wrapped up by him, which will be cut off by five senses, just like the dead people who really sleep in the coffin.

This is the secret that only Anderson alone knows.

Just after he wrapped the Fang Xingjian whole person with a shadow coffin, Anderson's whole person burst out from the shadows, and a black piece in his hand directly stabbed toward Fang Xingjian.

The sheet in his hand was very strange, and it looked like a large shadow of his hand around his palm, but the shadow formed a blade, wandering in the air, and was smashed by Anderson to the Fangxing sword.

The skill of the enemy is still a shadow coffin. The skill of killing the enemy is called the **** of death.

This is the shadow of the **** of death, the opponent into the shadow of the coffin, and then take the death of the other's life.

In the legend of the miracle world, the **** of death is sleeping in the coffin composed of shadows, and each time he wakes up, he uses a scorpion to capture life.

And Anderson's shadow of death seems to have inherited this legend.

The shadow coffin weakens the opponent and cuts off the five senses.

The sorrow of death is a shadow, no thickness, no entity, but nothing.

The sum of the two is almost inevitable.

From the start of Anderson's shadow coffin to the practice of his death to the Fang Xingjian, his expression was solemn and his movements were dignified. It seemed that he was not killing, but was holding a mysterious sacrifice.

Each of his movements, each step of the step has a mysterious atmosphere, as if to send the Fangxing sword into the permanent darkness, sacrifice to the **** of death in myths and legends.

The brittle sound of the cockroach came, and the sorrow of death was gently punctured on the shadow coffin, and then the road was penetrated without any hindrance, and the entire shadow coffin was penetrated.

It looks like it's a magic show, throwing a living man into a box and cutting it.

After a hit, the entire shadow coffin turned into a sky-like debris drifting between the heavens and the earth, and the shadow of the activation on the ground began to retreat at this moment.

Obviously Anderson can't stick to the activation shadow that violates common sense for a long time.

But just after the shadows of the sky, there is nothing in the air, and there is no body of Fang Xingjian.

Anderson's heart jumped. The next moment, the whole person felt a huge force from the lower back. The violent force was accepted by him without any defense. He directly conveyed the waist to every corner of his body and turned into a severe pain. At the same time, he has already kicked his whole person out.

With a slamming sound, Anderson noticed that he was too close to the edge of the ring. Although he was kicked a few meters, he twisted his waist and turned to find a way to stop on the ground and stop the body.

But when he landed, he still fell off the court.

Anderson jerked his head up and looked at the Fangxing sword, which slowly recovered one foot. He shouted, "Is it light? You use light not only to suppress my shadow, but also to force me to use tricks, but also to convert light, Disturbed my vision and created a mirage?"

Fang Xingjian took back the long sword and slowly walked down the stage.

Anderson screamed: "Is it right? Answer me!"

Fang Xingjian did not stop, just said faintly: "You are too dependent on your own eyes."

Anderson heard the words, slammed his eyes, indeed, as a knight who needs to control the shadows and assassinate the enemy from the shadows, he is too concerned about the changes of light and shadow, too much to believe the intelligence that the eyes tell him.

Anderson looked at the back of Fang Xingjian's departure, but did not say anything more, and immediately turned and left.

On the audience stage, Ferdinand waved his hand. This lower star sword can become the state crown as long as it beats Holt. With the previous ranking bets, he can get at least 2ooo gold.

From the Teresia family's banned army commander, Yadley looked at the victory of Fang Xingjian, cold and cold: "He seems to be pretending to be generous, it seems to be to defeat Anderson from all sides, and even give the other a good combat environment.

But in the end, I still use the light, and I don’t give the other party the opportunity to make a full effort.

This is because he still wants to save energy and physical strength against Holt. Hey, it seems that his own grasp of the victory over Holt is not particularly big, it is necessary to save every effort and enhance the victory..."

On the side of Xiu Yi asked: "Adult, do you think Fang Xingjian and Holt will win?"

"Fang Xingjian's sword that defeated Meng Hao was very powerful. Holt's Star River Storm is also very powerful if it is matched with the 29th-level soldiers. See whoever mistakes first, and is seriously injured first." Here, he laughed. : "If Fang Xingjian is seriously injured, it will be good for my next move.

On the contrary, if he seriously injured Holt and even killed Holt, it would be better to have a hatred with the Star Palace in the ancestor of the stars. ”

On the other side, Wei Leng and Holt have already started playing.

The assistant examiner asked if they needed to clean up the downfall and renovate the platform. Both of them shook their heads.

Looking at the front of the cold, Holt shook his head, a silver brilliance straight into the sky, the Milky Way storm raging toward the entire platform, as if it were a nebula in the universe, surrounded the whole of the cold.

Holt did not put Wei Leng in his heart at all. Compared with those knights who are still fighting and kicking, his Star River Storm is already like a two-turn knight. It is a pure power competition.

Although Wei Leng stepped into the sense of heaven and humanity, he could not change the foundation of his past decades. Even if he stepped into the sense of heaven and man, he still needs years or even ten years of hard work to catch up with him.

The other side is now very advantageous in the style of recruiting. With the insight of the sense of heaven and man, it is even more able to bring out its own illusion swordsmanship and the effect is greatly increased.

But in the face of absolute power, these are meaningless.

I saw Holt’s right hand slowly pinching a fist, and countless stars and rivers condensed and changed into a fist that was half the size of the ring.

"One move, Wei Leng, if you can take my shot, even if you win."

During the talk, Holt flattened his palms and pressed down the air.

At the same time, the giant palm of the Galaxy, which was gathered in midair, was also shot. The cold only felt the sky black. With the shot of Holt, the sky in his entire line of sight seemed to disappear. . (To be continued.) 8