Wen Zilong struck a blow, although it hurt Azeroth.

Dozens of scales could even be seen in Azeroth, broken and scattered on the nearby ground.

However, Wen Zilong did not stop.

Then he used his mental power to control the Death Scythe to attack.

Seeing this, Azeroth was furious:

"Little slippery head, don't keep your promises!"

Each person who said yes can only make one move.

This kid is one trick after another.

Wen Zilong sneered in his heart.

"Didn't you have that idea?"

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

It can disturb the thousands of planets in the entire Sixth Sector, and even almost destroy them all.

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

A gentleman's agreement, that's for a gentleman.

Villains like you and me don't have to be pretended.

A grim smile appeared on Azeroth's face.

"In that case, let's die."

As he spoke, the shield that was a thousand meters high condensed again.

smashed it towards Wen Zilong.

At the same time, the Grim Reaper's scythe collided with the shield.

However, there were no unexpected explosions, roars, and fires.

Instead, the Grim Reaper's scythe actually passed through the shield.

It is not to break through the shield, but to penetrate it as if the soul body encounters a physical object.

Wen Zilong originally thought that the Death Scythe should also collide with the shield.

At this time, I went straight through.

In other words, the shield smashed into Wen Zilong without hindrance.

Moreover, when he was less than a hundred meters away from Wen Zilong, hundreds of sharp points suddenly popped out on the surface of the shield.

Each of these smashed is conical.

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

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

So, he has been preparing for a long time.

A teleport, escaping the shield's attack range.

At the same time, the Death Scythe had also reached Azeroth's body.

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

He tried every means to stop the Death Scythe.

Energy attacks, physical attacks, and even psychic attacks.

As a result, the Death Scythe, ignoring any attack, slashed directly at his body.

Without any sound, it passed directly through his body.

Azeroth was shocked.

When looking down.

Fortunately, there was no damage to his body.

Look at the scythe again, and it is not stained with blood.

"Damn, what a weird scythe."

He knew that the scythe looked useless, but it must be of some use.

As for what it was for, he didn't know.

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

Directly reduced by 500.

In other words, the Death Scythe, a blow that didn't seem to have any offensive power, was hundreds of times more powerful than Purple Lightning.

Very well, the psychic power continued to control the Death Scythe, constantly slashing towards Azeroth.

As a result, Azeroth's health was rapidly decreasing.

89470……

88970……

88470……

However, Wen Zilong also knew that it was not a way to go on like this.

Azeroth's health is simply too high.

Reducing 500 per second, it would take more than a minute to reduce to the last 500.

However, when a master makes a move, 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 first, Azeroth was annoyed by the Death Scythe.

Although it felt like this black scythe did not cause any damage to his body.

But it is like a fly, constantly buzzing in front of itself.

It's annoying.

Therefore, he used almost all the methods at his disposal to attack the black scythe.

He also took out a space skill stone.

Tear directly open the space where the black scythe is located.

However, the strange thing is that this black scythe directly ignores the space that has been torn apart.

You know, even if it's a tenth-order wurm.

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

But this scythe ignored the spatial tear.

What the hell is this?

After spending half a minute dealing with the Black Scythe to no avail, Azeroth suddenly realized something strange.

His own physical strength seems to have decreased a lot.

Even his own speed is much slower.

At this point, he finally understood.

This black scythe turned out to be a support weapon.

Can cause a negative impact on the enemy.

"Does it just affect the state?"

Azeroth sneered in his heart.

If that's all there is to it, then you can put it aside for the first time.

Kill its owner first, and it will naturally stop.

Thinking of this, his mind moved.

On the ground, a giant hand condensed from a boulder grabbed Wen Zilong in the sky.

The arms of this giant hand are thousands of meters thick.

Wen Zilong was in front of it, like a mosquito.

When Wen Zilong saw this giant hand, he dodged directly.

Fortunately, he has now evolved to 3 times the speed of sound.

Azeroth was also a little surprised to see that Wen Zilong had dodged so easily.

The speed of the average first-order wurm is 1.5 times the speed of sound.

The speed of this Wenzi dragon is fully twice as fast as that of ordinary wurm.

But that's about it.

His mind moved again, and another huge hand suddenly poked out from under the ground.

Boom Boom –

Great earthquake tremors.

The two giant hands clapped together directly in the air.

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

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

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

Boom –

This time, Wen Zilong couldn't dodge.

I was smashed in the face by this fist.

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

Boom –

It smashed directly on a snowy mountain in the middle of the snowy mountain ring.

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

It fell on another mountain.

smashed that mountain to the point of an avalanche.

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

At the same time, the snow-capped mountain he had crossed before collapsed with a roar.

A large number of rocks and snow rolled down together.

Wen Zilong was buried in snow.

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

Several ribs on his body have also been broken.

The wings have also been broken.

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

It's like a giant insect that moves.

Wen Zilong didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly blasted away the snow around him with energy.

Supporting himself with energy, he flew into the air.

Fighting Azeroth, on the ground, is too dangerous.

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