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Leg 109: Defeating the Saint-Level Power Plant
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Antoine lay on the ground in a sorry state, but the smile on his face became increasingly mischievous. He was no longer as handsome and refined as before. Instead, he looked extremely ferocious.
Joelson Edward, the proud genius.
He had rejected his good intentions many times, yet he still dared to take the initiative to come and try to kill him.
Ha ha! There was nothing more exciting than witnessing the death of a super genius with his own eyes.
Since Joelson is destined to fight him, he must be killed before he grows up!
Cliff rose into the air and stood at the same height as Joelson. He said coldly, "You have rejected the goodwill of the Dark Church. You are destined to pay the price!"
Joelson looked at her and said calmly, "Idiot."
Whooshing sound!
A gentle wind blew past him.
The fiery red dragon claws swept across Cliff's body with a terrifying strength.
Cliff was instantly slapped and rolled around in the air in a sorry state ...
Even a saint-level powerhouse did not want to compete with the might of a gigantic dragon.
Cliff's expression was very ugly, and he was shocked.
How could a level nine giant dragon be so powerful?!
Joelson patted Du Lu on the head and said in a low voice, "I've found a good opponent for you. Remember, don't leave him empty. Hit him!"
Du Lu growled, and his desire to fight continued to increase. He jumped out like a cannonball.
Meanwhile, Joelson was one step ahead of Du Lu and landed lightly on the ground.
Antoine's smile froze on his face, and his eyes gradually became panicked and scared.
Joelson slowly walked towards her expressionlessly.
"Idiot! Stop her! Stop him for me! You trash!"
Antoine rose from the ground in a sorry state and retreated desperately.
The assassins from the Dark Church looked at him in a daze.
Antoine ran to the side of a level 7 assassin with trembling steps and kicked his butt hard.
"Idiot, he doesn't have a dragon now! Hurry up and kill him!"
Once these words were spoken, the assassins came to their senses one after another and fled from a state of panic and fear, not knowing what to do.
A pair of eyes showed a sinister look as they looked towards Joelson.
That's right, he doesn't have a dragon to protect him now, so what are they afraid of?
The assassins slowly surrounded him, their killing intent spreading into the air.
In the distance, Du Lu and Cliff were fighting.
The dark aura of Cliff was very strange. It had corrosion strength and was a very difficult opponent.
However, facing 40% magic and physical damage immunity from the dragon shield, Cliff still had a long way to go before he could break through Du Lu's first defensive layer.
Even if he broke through the dragon shield, there were even tougher dragon scales waiting for him inside.
The ancient fire dragon bloodline gave Du Lu greater strength than ordinary dragons and even hotter and terrifying dragon fire breaths. It was no less powerful than a saint level attack.
Because it's.
Du Lu, who had strong combat power, only hit Cliff like a sandbag.
Cliff was uncomfortable.
He hasn't been killed, but he's always been harmed. Moreover, this abnormal fire dragon was like glue, clinging to it.
Other than constantly dodging and resisting, it was difficult for him to open his mouth to speak, let alone deal with Joelson.
The battlefield seemed to have been completely divided into two parts.
Antoine's face regained her pride and confidence, and her snake-like eyes stared at Joelson.
"Don't kill him, break his limbs first. I've never tortured a genius like him."
"Hehehe!" Antoine laughed ferociously.
Joelson's expression was calm as if he did not feel any increasing killing intent around him.
It was as if Antoine was the only one in his eyes.
"Kill!"
A level 8 assassin leads and attacks Joelson. Like the chain reaction caused by the fall of a domino card, several figures jumped at the same time.
A thick ring of fire suddenly exploded, and a huge impact spread out in all directions.
Some of the killers were already expecting Joelson's counterattack. A black battle aura covered their bodies, and they were only forced to retreat a few steps.
Suddenly, Joelson's figure disappeared from where he stood.
At the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of the weakest type 7 assassin.
The eyes of a level 7 assassin shook, and he would raise his hand to fight back.
Joelson's hands were like snakes, circling his head and chin, twisting them lightly.
Got you!
A crisp and terrifying bone cracking sound rang out.
The eyes of the tier 7 assassin were blunt as he knelt down, and then he fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud, completely missing all signs of life.
Joelson casually grabbed his long sword and waved it in his hand.
The Knight's Long Sword has a Shadow cult style. The sword was long and sharp. Together with the secret techniques of the shadow sect combat aura, each attack was as cruel and dangerous as a poisonous snake.
Joelson frowned slightly as if he did not feel comfortable with it.
The knight's long sword suddenly exploded with a dazzling red light.
Aura battle!
Level eight!
The field suddenly became quiet.
Everyone stared blankly at Joelson, who was holding a dazzling flaming long sword, completely dumbfounded.
Didn't they say that he was a magic genius?
How did he become a level eight knight?!
A fire-type combat aura?!
Maddened.
Everyone went crazy watching this.
Antoine's mouth was wide open, and his neck seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand. He could not speak, and could only let out a strange sound from his throat.
"Kill him. Kill him! Kill him quickly!" Antoine hurriedly shouted.
He didn't want to drag her out again. He did not want to arrest or torture her. Right now, he just wanted to let Joelson die right away!
Die immediately!
Joelson looked at Antoine and began to accelerate his pace.
The blade of the sword was dragged on the ground and produced a "screeching" sound".
Dressed in a magician robe and holding a knight's long sword, his hair was blown away, revealing a handsome and cold side face.
There was an indescribable strange charm.
At this moment, all the assassins were moving.
If one looked down from above, one could see over a dozen figures exploding with black battle aura light at the same time, pouncing towards Joelson.
The black battle aura and night sky fused as if they were going to drown Joelson.
Later then.
An extremely brilliant flaming red suddenly erupted.
Through the darkness of the night sky.
The slender knight's long sword light looked overbearing and explosive in Joelson's hands.
The red combat aura looked as if it wanted to light up the air.
When it came into contact with the dark battle aura of the dark church, the dark battle aura immediately melted like ice and snow.
A blow over.
Joelson forcefully cut a rank 7 assassin into two from the middle.
With a counter-attack.
The fire attribute battle qi combined with the explosive aura and the terrifying power of the dragon blood, forcefully split the 2 assassins and their swords apart.
The disciple of the type 8 assassin shriveled, as he subconsciously wanted to escape.
Joelson chased after her, avoiding passing her.
The type 8 assassin clutched his neck, as he slowly fell down.