The puppets' stage play

Chapter 115 Everyone uses their own methods, the strange ‘Black King’

The Black King's eyes became solemn, and green dots flashed violently in his white eyes.

He let out a breath, raised the sword up, and raised it above his head. In the process, he saw his face at this moment from the sword that became transparent, and he couldn't help but be startled.

Her long green hair, as long as green willows, spreads down, and two tufts of hair on the side of her head float around her forehead. There is an inexplicable musical note in the center of her forehead, and three blue lines on each side of her cheeks.

The whole body had been put on a layer of simple blue clothes at some point, which even made the constant flow of Qi in his body much easier. This was obviously the result of this suit of clothes.

"Haha, don't you recognize yourself? Although I don't know when you were eroded, the moment I saw your appearance, I remembered the costumes of the bodyguards of the deceased monarch."

"There is no need to say anything now. Evil will be punished by everyone, so come and accept your fate!" The soldier sneered several times, picked up the big knife, and slashed at him like this.

"Just what I want!" The Black King straightened his face, stated coldly, and waved his sword forward.

when! The broadsword and the green sword were intertwined, and the sound shook hundreds of miles away, shaking the surrounding area.

The two figures separated.

"The mysterious light is lingering, the desolate land, the state of scattered souls, appears!"

Huhuhu

The Black King chanted secret words, and tornadoes formed quietly between the sky and the earth. Each one was no worse than the previous storm. The black tornadoes all over the sky rushed toward each other.

"The nameless swaying, the startling words, the color that breaks the path, come!"

Boom, crash

The Black King still refused to give up and chanted the secret words again. The sky suddenly turned cloudy, with streaks of thunder and lightning flowing through it. Tens of thousands of lightning fell silently, followed by a loud noise.

"It's just that." The soldier showed disdain on his face, and the lava armor around his body gave off a deep halo. There were countless round lights on the back of his head, and there were endless praises and words of praise coming from them.

"Everything is around, the starlight contains all kinds of magic, the divine light appears and all worlds are subdued, the mighty ones are like rumbling giant flames"

The armor flickers on and off, and a flaming cloud suddenly appears on the horizon. Then a sky fire rises up in the world, trying to burn the world. It suddenly rubs violently with the world-destroying tornado, and the two cancel each other out.

The divine light rises from behind the warrior's head, and the thunder and lightning avoid each other. Immediately after worshiping the opponent, they automatically disappear in the air. This is the meaning of merit and not causing dust.

"That monarch is not without his enemies, even if he is also the monarch, and my armor is made from the remains of the enemy's guard. Heaven can defeat your ability."

"And the divine light around me is a gift I received after saving countless worlds. How can your little thunder and lightning hurt me? What other methods do you have? Just use it and I will take it all."

The warrior put away the light behind his head, his face was full of ridicule, and his eyes were full of pride and confidence.

"go with!"

A cold light flashed in the Black King's eyes. He touched the green sword and chanted in his mouth. Thousands of invisible white blades rose into the sky. With a wave of his finger, they all flew towards the warrior.

"useless!"

The warrior looked indifferent, stretched out his fists, walked steadily, and moved his body to break the incoming sword shadows one by one.

"Come again!" He danced his fists, hitting hundreds of feet-long fist seals at the opponent.

The Black King's eyes were indifferent, and the musical notes on the sword flickered. He waved repeatedly, and the sword light and the fist mark disappeared.

The two looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes, and they immediately started fighting again.

The monsters stared at the battlefield over there. The figures of the Black King and the warriors were mixed together. The continuous sounds of weapons interlacing were stirring. From time to time, a wave of aftermath flew out and fell to the ground, which was a deep gap.

A brave little demon looked at the gap in the ground, and the tip of his finger touched slightly, and blood immediately dripped from it. He hurriedly pulled his finger away, with a look of horror on his face.

Bai Che gasped for breath, and the ten swords fired in unison to force the opponent back again. He looked up at the battlefield, and saw the flying sword light. His eyes were in a trance, and he subconsciously imitated them.

Whoosh, the sword light flew out. 'Bai Che' and 'Hua Sheng' originally looked cold and indifferent, but when they got closer, their expressions changed drastically, and they waved their swords in unison, trying to block them.

The light of the sword circled as lightly as the wind, throwing away the obstruction of the two, and hit 'Bai Che' directly in the face, causing a headless corpse to fall to the ground.

The sword light was only slightly faint, and it sideways avoided the heavy blow of 'Hua Sheng', passing through the opponent's chest, revealing a huge hole, and then dissipated in the air with satisfaction.

Bang bang, the two fell to the ground almost at the same time, Bai Che looked shocked.

The two tried to regenerate, but the inexplicable energy lingering on the wound prevented the wound from healing, and the cycle continued, giving Bai Che a little rest.

Bai Che helped Hua Sheng stop the bleeding slightly, and at the same time adjusted the opponent's body. He raised his head eagerly and watched the battle in the air with his eyes.

Mo Li's face was filled with deep fatigue, and he knocked down the opponent again with one powerful blow. His body was bent and his legs were shaking a little. He looked at the battlefield in the air. The fearless figure of the warrior and the wide-open attacks made him look confused. shock.

His eyes were filled with sudden realization that he could still use power in this way. He looked at the battle greedily without blinking. At the same time, his breath gradually deepened and his body pulsed, as if he was gestating some kind of terror.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, and his right arm swelled several times, and he waved it forward, as if drops of liquid were passing in front of his eyes. He was unaware of it and looked there obsessedly.

Hui Jin was sad in his heart. The gray figure died like that. His death was worthless. His movements felt a little slow. He was hit by the two opponents and fell to the ground immediately. From this, he saw the scene in the sky. .

"That's the Tao!" He couldn't help but sigh.

He exerted his strength and jumped high to avoid the two swords. His eyes were full of longing, and then his face showed a strong unwillingness. He didn't want to die just like that.

But his body still fell slowly. The two people below raised their knives and waited silently. His life was already counting down.

"Huh?" A familiar face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Mo Li looked down at him with a disgusting smile on his face. Only then did he realize that he was still alive and well.

He looked at the ground with his peripheral vision. The two people's broken bodies fell to the ground, unable to regenerate for a long time, and he himself was in Mo Li's arms. Before he could react, he only felt a pain in his buttocks, and Mo Li's face Leave.

"vomit....."

He was thrown to the ground, and Mo Li wiped his hands with disgust and left without looking back.

"You kid! Don't run!"

Ashes could only feel his brain buzzing, and his anger made him stand up immediately, and he quickly chased after the opponent, cursing at his mouth.

Chenxiao's brain was groggy, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were still a little dazed. Suddenly, his vision froze, where is the Black King and that guy? He immediately looked around eagerly, and even though his body was in excruciating pain, he didn't care.

"No need to look for it." Mo Li walked up to him, his eyes a little complicated, "He's up there."

Chenxiao was so shocked that he almost jumped up. After hearing this, he quickly raised his head and saw two figures in the sky fighting rapidly, and one of them vaguely looked like the Black King?

"That's D Black King? Why does he look like that?" Chengxiao almost made a mistake, but fortunately the other party didn't pay attention. He was just wondering how the other party became like that.

"...No one knows, and neither do I." Mo Li looked up at the other person's figure, feeling very complicated in his heart.

"It's you, what are you going to do in the future? We respect the strong here, and you look like this..." Mo Li looked at Chenghuo, hesitating in his words.

Chenxiao naturally understood what the other party was talking about. Now his muscles and veins were all severed, his body was broken, and even his energy source was dispersed. He could be said to be a useless person.

"We don't have any plans, we just live how we want to live. Besides, our future is not yet certain, it still depends on the current battle."

Chen Hua smiled freely and his eyes were surprisingly bright, but he became a little heavy after speaking and looked at someone in the sky worriedly.

"That's right, you don't have to worry," Mo Li couldn't help but sigh as he thought of the previous scene.

He fell into a coma on the battlefield. If there is no one to rescue him, he will die. But the opponent is different. Whenever a speculator comes and wants to kill the opponent, a sword light will always fly out of the sky.

If things go on like this, no one dares to touch the other party. This kind of kindness is unique. Not to mention it is far away, the flowers are blooming, the ashes are almost dead, and there is no sword light flying from the sky, so there are clues.

Chen Huo looked confused, Mo Li didn't say much, and Hui Jin also arrived at this time, and the three of them looked at the sky.

"The next step depends on the outcome of that war."

Clang, clang.

The two figures separated again, but the warrior was laughing, and he looked at each other mockingly.

"How much consciousness you have left has been almost completely eroded. How much will you still have to fight for them next?"

The Black King looked at the warrior with an indifferent face. Hearing this, he looked down at the monsters on the ground indifferently, but his heart felt strangely calm. The support from some little monsters only felt harsh, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his eyes.

"Noisy! Shut up!" The voice suddenly spread to the bottom, and the demons couldn't help but froze, looking at their beloved leader in astonishment.

He was impatient, so he swung his sword towards the noisiest place, and it suddenly stopped.

"How could I do this..." Black King's voice trembled, his words were full of sadness, but he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of joy.

"As expected, what should I call you now? 'Black King'" The warrior shook his head, his eyes full of pity.