I Am the Fifth of the Four Demon Kings

Chapter 224

After Lu Ming's voice fell, the stagnation of quet's whole body space disappeared.

At the same time, several salons roared towards quet, bringing a huge sand tornado.

With a bang, after Norway's saloon collided with quet, the whole ground trembled violently, almost destroying most of the battlefield wrapped by Lu Ming's space barrier.

Then, without looking back, Norway turned.

In his eyes, quet was dead.

After all, just now, quet has completely lost the magic of resisting his salon, and the breath of life in his body is corroding him. His state is not even at the end of the storm, and he is half dead.

Even so, Norway still chose to use a powerful salon to get rid of him, which can be regarded as respect for each other.

However, before turning his eyes to Lu Ming's face, Norway suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, which made him kneel down.

"What, what..."

Kneeling on the ground, Norway looked down at his left shoulder. Over there, a hand wrapped in black magic passed through his shoulder.

His hands are bloody. It's blood in his body.

Norway fell down in pain and looked back with difficulty to find the familiar, expressionless face of quet.

"Why..."

Norway's face, with extreme incredible, he can't understand, quet just that desperate situation, how to get rid of his attack.

And not only that, now quet, almost in perfect condition, stands in front of him, as if the opponent who fought with him before is not him.

He suddenly felt an illusion and began to doubt whether the battle he had just experienced was real.

In this regard, quet pulled out his right hand, which passed through Norway's shoulder. In his painful groan, he told him:

"That's what you've always wanted to defeat, the power of that adult."

Said quet, with a look of respect.

As for the strength of Lord demon, quet admired from the bottom of his heart, which has been the case from the past.

Just now, Lu Ming's means of stagnating space also made quet sigh. It seems that the strength of the devil has been further improved, and now it has become more unfathomable.

Although Kuyt didn't say who the adult was, no matter how stupid Norway was, he meant the brave man of the wind.

He can't help but turn his eyes to the brave wind not far away. Vaguely, he seems to see Lu Ming's eyes with a little interest.

It's like looking at a toy.

In this moment, Norway seemed to know what he was regarded as, just like the ancient fighter used to watch the battle.

Norway gave a miserable smile, with blood in his mouth, but he didn't give up.

"Even if I fail, I will be defeated by him! Not yours! "

Norway suddenly roared. As the most powerful new man in the holy sword church, he had his own dignity. He would never allow the enemy to send a man to solve himself.

Even if he died, he had to defeat quet, and eventually he dragged his beat body and died at the feet of the enemy.

"Burn! Eternal flame

A flame suddenly darted out of his left arm bracelet, with a dazzling light, quickly reduced his left arm to ashes.

In a flash, the fire rushed to his shoulder. Just when everyone thought he was going to burn himself to death, suddenly a saloon roared past him and bit him down with Norway's left shoulder. With the fire, the fire was booming and buried in the ground.

Seeing this, Kuyt picks his eyebrows. Rao knows why the other party suddenly makes such a move, but he can't help admiring the courage of the other party.

"I can even know that I planted the breath of death from your shoulder and burned him directly with fire magic. You are the most interesting guy I have ever seen who has no rank."

Quet's death magic is not ordinary magic. If this magic invades the human body, it will make people infected with death, gradually zombie will, and finally become a living corpse.

Because of this, the magic of death has always been the unique magic of the half corpse. After the half corpse disappeared, there was no user, so it disappeared in the long river of history.

Queter praised him for his good knowledge, but Norway gave an embarrassed smile

"What our church of the sword knows is far beyond your imagination."

Although at this time also praised their church, but Norway's current state can be said to be extremely poor.

There was a cold sweat on his face. If he didn't have a good will, he would have fainted with pain.

The loss of an arm and shoulder is already a fatal injury to him, a human without any level. Now, the magic of the long gun in his hand is supporting the operation of his body, otherwise he would have lost his heartbeat.

Kuyt looks at Neville, who is still trying to be brave. He shakes his head and asks him:

"What if you burn my magic? In your present state, how do you plan to deal with me in full state? "

Kuyt looked down at his hand and felt the abundant magic in his body. He could not help but admire Lu Ming again.

Although I don't know how the devil did it, my magic has really recovered to the peak. Even the breath of life in my body has been removed by the devil.

It's impossible for Norway to win. After all, Norway's state is the same as that of quet who fell under Ariel.

There's someone else to save quet, but there's no one to save Neville.

However, Norway didn't care about quet's problem

"It's just losing an arm. As long as I have this, it's not difficult for me to regenerate my arm."

Norway said, reaching for the armor that covered his chest and stretched to his belly.

Before, I used the magic of this thing to restore the land infected by the breath of death. Now the magic in it should be restored, and I can help myself recover an arm.

At this, quet's face was cold.

Before he had time to open his mouth to say anything, he saw the expression of Norway who touched the armor, because he felt the cracks from the top of his armor.

Then, with a touch, without warning, the armor was like a cracked cup, with fragments splashing around, and cut several wounds on his right hand.

Norway himself did not withdraw his hand because he did not know when his armor was broken.

In response, Kuyt lowered his eyes, did not look at him, and said:

"I forgot to tell you, my Lord. He broke your armor just when he helped me out of the desperate situation."

Norway laughs again. What else can he say? He only knows that in this battle, what he lost to is definitely not quet.

"Don't think you want to kill me so easily!"

With a roar and the idea of making a last move, Norway, holding the long gun he used at the beginning, rushes back to quet.

The difference between this time and the first time is that the magic of his long gun is dim, and the earth magic can hardly be seen.

And this time, Norway has lost a left hand, even the bracelet equipment on the ground can not be picked up, running all the way bleeding.