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Wang Po exhaled a heavy breath, and the golden arrow that Zhao Mu'er casually summoned brought him great pressure. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the floating gold bow in Zhao Mu'er's hand, Wang Po was very envious, the floating gold bow was Zhao Mu'er's bloodline, but it could be condensed into a horcrux, and the power it could exert was several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary horcruxes.

What's more, the floating gold bow is an ancient divine weapon!

Knowing that this battle was inevitable, Zhao Mu'er didn't say anything more, she just said that she would let Wang Po go, but she just didn't want to kill anyone.

"Golden Eagle Sun!"

Zhao Mu'er let go of the bowstring, and the golden arrow that had been condensed for a long time turned into an eagle with wings spreading, and a long roar broke through the sky, stabbing at Wang Po's chest at an incredible speed.

Wang Po shouted, "It's good!", and the swing of the knife is a slash!

Wang Poxiu is a tyrant sword, and each knife is pursuing the limit of strength, which is why he can break the sword formation formed by the girls with one sword before taking the phoenix blood.

People who cultivate the sword are indeed not good at being outnumbered, what they are good at is being strong when they are strong.

The golden arrows condensed by the floating gold bow can break through rocks and mountains, but they can't break Wang Po's knife.

"Smack!"

Jin Mang exploded, Wang Po also took half a step back, he laughed, "Happy!"

Wang Po raised his knife and walked forward, he strode forward, and with each step, the distance between him and Zhao Mu'er was close to one meter.

The golden arrow was broken, but Zhao Mu'er didn't care, in the face of Wang Po, who was getting closer and closer, she not only continued to pull the bowstring, but swung the floating gold bow forward.

"Smack!"

The Sky Slashing Knife and the Floating Gold Bow collided together, Wang Po's eyes widened, and his overlord sword was actually resisted by the slender Zhao Mu'er.

If Wang Hao was present, he would definitely be surprised, two years ago, Zhao Mu'er had just awakened the floating golden bow, although his strength was strong, he was extremely bad at cautious fighting, even if he was an ordinary martial artist of the same realm, he could take down Zhao Mu'er in three moves in a close-range state.

But now, Zhao Mu'er has grown up to be able to compete with Wang Po, who cultivates the sword, in close quarters.

"Let me see how much strength you have!"

Wang Po did not draw the knife and slash again, but pressed the strength of his arm into the blade, he was very sure that with the body of Zhao Mu'er's daughter, even if he could temporarily resist his attack, it would not last.

Wang Po's conjecture was correct, and in just a moment, the floating gold bow lowered.

Just when Wang Po thought he was going to succeed, Zhao Mu'er's wrist flicked, and the floating gold bow circled around the Sky Cutting Knife and returned to Zhao Mu'er's hand.

Zhao Mu'er calmly raised the floating gold bow and struck at Wang Po's chin.

"What a clever method!" Wang Po praised in his heart, but the action in his hand was not slow at all, he stopped the falling knife in time and stabbed towards Zhao Mu'er's abdomen.

Wang Po didn't think about how to defend against Zhao Mu'er's attack, but threw the choice to the other party.

If Zhao Mu'er insisted on breaking Wang Po's jaw, the Sky Cutting Knife would easily penetrate her body.

This is a very simple choice, breaking the jaw is not fatal for a powerful martial artist, and it does not even affect the play of power, but being pierced by a sharp weapon is a serious injury.

Wang Po believes that anyone will make the right choice.

But in the next second, Wang Po was deeply shocked by Zhao Muer's behavior.

As if he hadn't seen the Heaven Slashing Knife stabbing at him, Zhao Mu'er injected more Yuan Force into the floating gold bow.

"Click!" was the sound of Wang Po's jaw being shattered.

"Poof!" this is Zhao Mu'er's voice being pierced through his body.

Wang Po endured the pain and turned the sky-cutting knife in his hand, and in an instant, a big hole appeared in Zhao Mu'er's body.

Wang Po got up again, he ran the exercises, shattered all the ice crystals in his body, and he scolded and said: "If I knew this was the case, let the boy with the scar deal with this little girl!"

He wiped the blood from his face and shouted to Zhao Mu'er: "Little lady, grasp Lao Tzu's shortcomings and bully people!"

Zhao Mu'er didn't speak, the battle of life and death is incompatible, where is there morality at all.

"Phew!" Wang Po spat out the bloody phlegm in his throat, "It seems that if you don't show some real skills, you won't be able to!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, forced out the essence of blood, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

On Wang Po's body, black lines appeared, and the black lines condensed to form a peculiar pattern.

These patterns are the words of the demons.

"Condensation!"

Wang Po shouted violently, and the surface of his body was suddenly entangled by demonic qi, and the demonic qi began to attach along the pattern, and the heaviest condensed into a set of heavy armor.

Wang Po's whole body was wrapped in heavy armor, and even a pair of eyes were protected by special mechanisms.

"I'm not afraid of you now!"

Wang Po smiled and strode towards Zhao Mu'er, Zhao Mu'er frowned slightly, and drew his bow again.

It was another storm, but the frost in the storm could not pierce the heavy armor on Wang Po's body, and could only make the sound of hail smashing iron.

Zhao Mu'er condensed golden arrows, which could pierce armor and break armor, but was smashed by Wang Po with a knife.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and Zhao Mu'er is ready to distance himself again.

"If you hide again, I will kill your sisters one by one. ”

Wang Po said very calmly, but his tone was categorical, Zhao Mu'er glanced at the seriously injured twelve girls, stood in place, and did not hide anymore.

"That's right!"

Wang Po laughed and waved his knife, the sword broke through the sky, with boundless domineering, wanting to tear Zhao Mu'er to pieces.

......

In a pitch-black cave, the left protector was on the ground, smearing a circle with blood.

Each of the four corners of the circle lit a candle, and the flames dancing on the candle were cyan and extremely strange.

The left protector recited the formula, and there was a strong demonic aura, emerging from the formation, and then, a demon with only a head appeared in front of the left protector.

Zuo Dharma Protector immediately knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Lord Li Weidan!"

This head is the demon king Li Weidan who escaped from the dream after being defeated by Wang Hao, the life of the demon king is tenacious, although there is only a head left, but he can still live.

Unwilling to fail, Li Weidan secretly planned a conspiracy, preparing to one day, return to his dream and break the seal of the abyss.

"How's it going?"

Zuo Protector replied: "I have already sent Wang Po to assassinate Zhao Mu'er, as for Liu Lang's side, it is handed over to Scar to deal with, these two people are strong and can guarantee the completion of the task." ”

"Scar is dead. ”

Li Weidan's voice was calm, but it surprised Zuo Protector.

"Scar's ability is just enough to restrain Liu Lang, how can he lose?"

Li Weidan sneered: "Of course he will lose, because this king is also defeated in the hands of that kid!"

Zuo Protector didn't dare to interject, and at this time, he suddenly found that the formation was activated again, and another figure appeared next to Li Weidan.

"Right Protector?"