The Highest Bounty

"If you go on like this, it's a waste of each other's time. Let's order some real goods."

Elsa is an impatient, she also knows very well that the basic combat power is almost the same. If you really want to fight like this, you may not be able to get a victory or defeat in a few days.

"Then the warm-up is over, let's go to war officially!" Anders Lena also nodded in agreement, she didn't want to delay Elsa too long.

But the crowd watching from a distance was a little speechless after listening to the conversation.

"This is just warming up ..."

"The strength shown by the warm-up is enough to spike all of us present ..."

"It's worthy of the legendary Saint King Power!"

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At this time, the audience finally realized the true power of the Holy King. There were always all kinds of speculations and speculations in the past. Only after seeing the real Holy King-level battle, did we know what shock was.

In the void, Elsa's eyes quickly turned into gold, and a dark purple long hair automatically turned into purple gold color without wind in the void.

A terrifying breath slowly escaped from Elsa's body, giving the impression that a fierce beast from the wild woke up from a deep sleep. That breath, powerful and tyrannical, even carried the terrifying power of suppressing the world.

"The level of blood ancestors is really high!" Anders Lena couldn't help but sigh, "Then let me see, to what extent have you practiced!"

As Andrina's voice fell, her body began to age quickly.

It felt a little weird. I watched a beautiful woman. From the age of about twenty, in less than a moment, she became an old woman in her eighties or nineties.

Andrea, who was a little thin already, could not be said to be thin at this time. It's just skinny, and it's a bit rickety.

However, it is strange. Anderina did not weaken because of her old age, but her breath continued to grow stronger.

This strange state of Andrina. It was dumbfounded to see Elsa, but then Elsa could not help but screamed out, "Are you the blood of the dark witch ?!"

"Yes, you're a little bit of a little girl." Anders Lena even looked very old.

The Dark Witch is an extremely powerful bloodline of the ancient times. On the ranking of the ancient bloodlines, this bloodline is enough to enter the top 20. It is an extremely scary bloodline.

The horror of this bloodline is. Not only does he have the unique talent of Wu Dao cultivation, but he can also inherit the two inheritances of the twelve ancestors and witches of the ancient times.

What level of ancestors and witches were placed in the Taikoo era is also a king-level cultivation practice.

In other words, Anders Lena has the heritage of two kings. This is much more powerful than ordinary holy king-level evil spirits, because even holy king-level evil spirits have only inherited one kind of king's heritage.

Elsa's face was slightly ugly. Although the strength of the blood of the Vikings is not weak, it was only formally raised in the ancient times. In the ancient times, the Vikings almost belonged to the wild tribes of the horns. I am afraid that the ethnic groups are not completely civilized, and they are not on the same level as the blood of the dark witch.

But Elsa was not an ordinary person after all, his face returned to normal after a while. She is very clear. Bloodline is of course important, but the strength of actual combat ability does not differ based on bloodline strength, but the acquired spiritual practice occupies a more important proportion.

"No matter what bloodline you are, I will not lose in this battle!" Elsa shouted loudly, firming her confidence, and the turbulent fighting intentions ignited again.

"Little girl, you are too tender ..." Anders Lena heard Elsa's words. He shook his head and smiled, "Starting at the moment I transformed. You have already lost."

"Nonsense!" Elsa thought that this was the other party's plan of attack, and the halberd was raised high. Then he pointed the halberd sharply to Andrina.

"Is it nonsense, you will know immediately." Anders Lena said, suddenly a slap-sized doll appeared in her hand.

When she saw the doll, Elsa's complexion changed, and she naturally knew that it was a puppet art of the witch.

Andrina smiled at Elsa, and then there was a strand of hair in the other hand. There were only three hairs, but the color was all dark purple, the same color as Elsa. I can think of it with my toes. This is the hair that Andrea secretly obtained from Elsa when she just started fighting.

Elsa suddenly said something bad. Although she didn't know how the other party's methods were used, she now seemed to be making a move.

Thinking of this, she jumped out suddenly and flew towards the other party.

Before the figure arrived, the halberd moved first, drawing hundreds of **** blades in the void, strangling towards Anders Lena, trying to interrupt her moves.

Anders Lena seemed to have expected this, her mouth was slightly raised, her toes were a little bit, and her figure suddenly retreated.

At the same time, she tied the long strand of hair in her hands to the waist of the puppet.

Biting the tip of the tongue, spitting blood at the puppet, and then began to read the spell quickly.

For Elsa's pursuit, she never had any counterattacks, but she used her peculiar steps to quickly evade all attacks from Elsa.

After a while, Anders Lena stopped suddenly, and Elsa's halberd blade was coming.

Seeing the rapidly magnifying blade in front of her eyes, Anders Lena did not dodge this time, only the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Are you ready ?!" Elsa didn't expect the other party's dodge to stop suddenly, the glance in both eyes was too great.

But just before Blade Edge was about to touch Andrina's neck, Elsa's movements suddenly froze.

Such a weird scene made everyone stunned, but they didn't know what happened.

"Why didn't Elsa move?"

"What a great opportunity ..."

The people below gave various speculations.

Even Elsa himself ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ felt inexplicable, her body seemed to be imprisoned by something in a flash. But for only a moment of trance, she immediately realized that this was Andreina's ghost and looked towards her.

The puppets in Andrina's hands do not know when their limbs are bound by red ropes.

"I said, you won't have any chance of meeting me!" Anders Lena said, grabbing the puppet's left hand, and then pulling hard, the puppet's arm was torn off.

Almost at the same time that the puppet's arm broke, Elsa made a wailing noise, and a large amount of blood spurted from the shoulder of her left hand. Starting from the shoulder position, the arm is also completely separated from the person.

Andrina pulled off the puppet's arm, and Elsa's arm also began to show signs of being torn.

"This is puppetry ..."

A touch of helplessness finally flashed on Elsa's face. She had no way of cracking the other party's method. The same is the Holy King, a melee strong, completely restrained by the other party.

"What should I do? Are you going to lose this battle ..." (To be continued.)