Chapter 1051 Azeroth's Real Body: So Terrifying

Wen Zilong hit, although Azeroth was injured.

It can even be seen that dozens of scales in Azeroth have been broken and scattered on the nearby ground.

However, Wen Zilong did not stop.

Then he used his mental power to control the death sickle to attack.

Seeing this, Azeroth was furious:

"Little slicker, don't keep your word!"

It is agreed that each person can only make one move.

This kid is doing one move after another.

Wen Zilong sneered in his heart.

"Didn't you also have the same idea?"

He didn't believe that Azeroth could really abide by any gentlemen's agreement.

It can disturb the peace of thousands of planets in the entire sixth sector, and even almost destroy them all.

In addition to absolute strength, cunning and wisdom are also necessary factors.

A gentleman's agreement is for gentlemen.

Little people like you and me don't have to be hypocritical.

A grin appeared on Azeroth's face.

"In that case, let's die."

Saying that, the shield with a height of 1,000 meters condensed again.

He slammed towards Wen Zilong fiercely.

At the same time, the death scythe collided with the shield.

However, there was no explosion, roar, and flames as expected.

On the contrary, the death scythe went through the shield.

It is not to break through the shield and pass through, but to pass through like when the soul body encounters a substantial object.

Wen Zilong thought that the death scythe should collide with the shield no matter what.

At this time, he passed through directly.

In other words, the shield hit Wen Zilong without hindrance.

Moreover, when it was less than a hundred meters away from Wen Zilong, hundreds of sharp objects suddenly popped up on the surface of the shield.

Each of these smashes is conical.

It is conceivable that if it fell on Wen Zilong, he would be smashed into a sieve in minutes.

Fortunately, he already knew that his sickle could not withstand the opponent's shield.

Therefore, he has already made preparations.

A teleportation, out of the attack range of the shield.

At the same time, the death scythe had also reached Azeroth's body.

At this time, Azeroth also felt the breath of death on the death scythe.

He tried various methods to stop the death scythe.

Energy attacks, physical attacks, and even mental attacks.

As a result, the Death Scythe ignored any attack and directly slashed towards his body.

Without any sound, it passed directly through his body.

Azeroth was shocked.

When looking down.

Fortunately, my body was not damaged in any way.

Looking at the sickle again, it was not stained with blood.

"What the hell, what a weird scythe."

He knew that the scythe looked useless, but it must be useful.

As for what it's useful for, he doesn't know.

At the same time, in Wen Zilong's mind, he saw that Azeroth's health had changed after the scythe passed across his body.

Directly reduced by 500.

That is to say, the death scythe, a blow that seemed to have no attack power, was hundreds of times more effective than the purple lightning.

Very good, the mental power continued to control the death scythe, and kept slashing towards Azeroth.

As a result, Azeroth's life value continued to decrease rapidly.

89470...

88970...

88470...

But Wen Zilong also knew that going on like this was not an option.

Azeroth's health is simply too high.

It is reduced by 500 per second, and it will take more than a minute to reduce to the final 500.

However, when a master fights, every second is the difference between life and death.

Will Azeroth give himself more than a minute?

Of course not.

It seems that we have to find another way.

At the beginning, Azeroth was also annoyed by this death scythe.

Although it feels like this black sickle did not cause any harm to his body.

But it was like a fly, buzzing around in front of itself.

Very annoying.

Therefore, he used almost all the methods he could to attack the black scythe.

He also took out a space skill stone.

Directly tear open the space where the black sickle is.

However, the strange thing is that the black scythe directly ignored the torn space.

You know, even if it is a tenth-order sub-dragon.

As long as the space he is in is torn apart, then his body will also be torn apart.

But this sickle actually ignores space tearing.

What the hell is this?

After spending half a minute dealing with the black scythe to no avail, Azeroth suddenly noticed a strange thing.

His physical strength seems to have decreased a lot.

Even his own speed has slowed down a lot.

At this moment, he finally understood.

This black sickle turned out to be an auxiliary weapon.

Can negatively affect enemies.

"Is it just affecting the status?"

Ezeroth sneered in his heart.

If it's just like this, then I can put it aside first.

Kill its master first, and it will naturally stop.

Thinking of this, he had a thought.

On the ground, a giant hand made of boulders condensed towards Wen Zilong in the sky.

The arm of this giant hand is thousands of meters thick.

Wen Zilong was like a mosquito in front of it.

When Wen Zilong saw the giant hand, he dodged it directly.

Fortunately, after he has evolved, his speed has reached 3 times the speed of sound.

Ezeroth was also a little surprised to see Wen Zilong dodging so easily.

The speed of an ordinary first-order sub-dragon is only 1.5 times the speed of sound.

The speed of this Wenzilong is twice as fast as that of ordinary Yalong.

But that's all.

With another movement of his mind, another giant hand suddenly came out from under the ground.

Rumble——

The earth trembled.

The two giant hands clapped together in the air.

The entire Moon God Ancient Land seemed to tremble from this beat.

Fortunately, Wen Zilong teleported away again under the close of two giant hands.

However, at this moment, another giant hand, clenched into a fist, smashed towards Wen Zilong from the side.

boom--

This time, Wen Zilong failed to escape.

He was hit right by this fist.

His body, like a meteor, fell towards the distance.

boom--

It directly hit a snow mountain in the snow mountain ring.

Then, it smashed through the mountain and came out from the other side.

It fell on another mountain peak.

The mountain was smashed into an avalanche.

The snow was like a huge wave during a tsunami, directly burying Wen Zilong in it.

At the same time, the snow mountain he had crossed before collapsed amidst the rumbling sound.

A large number of rocks and snow rolled down together.

Wen Zilong was buried by snow.

A mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth.

Several ribs on his body have also been broken.

The wings were also broken.

And before he had time to catch his breath, the surrounding rocks shook violently again.

It's like a giant insect that can move.

Wen Zilong didn't dare to think too much, and quickly blasted away the surrounding snow with energy.

Supporting himself with energy, he flew into the air.

Fighting Azeroth, on the ground, is too dangerous.