Mutu's body shook and knelt heavily on the ground.

No matter how many warriors he is, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how powerful he is... He is a male creature, his fatal vitals, and the weakest position of the male creature, and was penetrated by Qiao with an ice gun.

Mutu looked up at the sky, pressed his hands on his skirt armor, and his body shivered violently.

He gasped and forced himself to cry and shed tears.

The two old bull-headed men at the back looked cold.

A big bull-headed man next to the two old men with bull-headed figures, who was second only to Mutu, suddenly stepped forward. He raised the axe in his hand and slashed hard: "Coward, stand up, don't embarrass the Fire Hoof Tribe!"

A group of giant bulls panted in a low voice. They looked at Mutu who was kneeling on the ground, and none of them stepped forward.

Qiao stood under Mutu's skirt armor, and he condensed several ice guns again, piercing through Mutu's vital points.

Mutu's body trembled violently.

He pulled the skirt armor with his hands, trying to take off the skirt armor, grabbed Qiao and pinched him to death.

However, the armor on his body was of excellent quality and extremely strong. His trembling hands made the armor clatter, but he couldn't untie it for a while.

He gasped in a low voice and crawled forward involuntarily.

Qiao took the opportunity to jump out from behind his body, jumped high, and stood on Mutu's broad and majestic spine.

The talent that the Abyss Ephemera brought to Qiao made him look extremely light in the dark. He was like a tiny snowflake falling on the huge lake. Mutu could not feel that he was standing on his back.

The giant bullheaded man, second only to Mutu, raised the axe in his hand: "Mutu! Coward! Kill your enemy, or be killed by him... I will cut off your enemy's head and avenge you... Your woman will become my woman, and your property will become my property. I will adopt your son, and he will fight for me when he becomes an adult!"

Qiao looked up and glanced at the roaring bull-headed man.

Is this the law of survival of the Abyss tribe?

The leader of his own lord was killed by the enemy, but they sat on the side... Ah, of course, it may be because this is a battle between Qiao and Mutu single against single. This is similar to a duel, and this duel obviously has some special significance among these abyss tribes!

Joe looked back at Marcos and Ivan, who were standing not far away.

Fortunately, they didn't follow up and attack!

Otherwise, it is very likely that these big bulls would rush up and wave their axes and chop them up in a row?

Qiao waved his right hand and a dark wind rolled up flat. The axe that Mutu had discarded on the ground was swept up by the strong wind and fell into his hand with a buzzing sound.

The extremely heavy axe and the handle of the axe was extremely thick, so Joe could only barely hold it in his arms with both hands.

This is not a handy weapon!

Qiao took a deep breath, held the axe in both hands, and slashed hard at the back of Mutu's head.

Mutu roared hysterically, his body moved suddenly, his thick arms twisted back, and his palms slapped at Qiao like two small doors.

But it was fine if he didn't move. When he moved, the several ice guns inserted into his vital points also rubbed violently.

Unbearable pain came, Mutu wailed, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, causing convulsions all over his body, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

‘Bang’!

Qiao Yi's axe slashed the back of Mutu's head.

The axe pulled out a large strip of Mars on his helmet, making a harsh friction sound.

A shallow crack appeared on the helmet, and Mutu roared angryly.

There was another loud noise, and Qiao continued to slash hard with an axe.

The cracks on the helmet became more and more obvious, Mutu's head shaking, and he cursed at the top of his lungs, roaring hysterically in a language that Joe could not understand at all.

"What a hard armor!" Qiao couldn't help but hiss.

Such heavy armor has a great advantage on the battlefield... Because Mutu and his team are too large, the armor on their bodies is more than one foot thick, and the metal they use is obviously extraordinary, and the casting method is also extremely clever. The defense of this set of armor is so powerful that it cannot be estimated by common sense!

"Damn it!" Qiao raised his axe again and slashed it hard again.

The traces on the helmet were a little deeper, but they still failed to break the helmet, which really hurt Mutu.

Qiao gritted his teeth and scolded him angrily, and he raised his axe again.

In the distance, in the darkness, a sound of wind breaking out.

In the void, huge twisted figures flashed by, and the entire void was squirming. The space turned into hazy frosted glass, as if there was some terrible existence about to break through the obstacles of the void and forcefully break through to this world.

A low "hiss" sounded constantly, a disturbing, creepy, and a heart that made people's heart twitched into a terrifying aura, quickly approaching with the sound of breaking the wind.

The breath of darkness enveloped the entire Apophis Palace.

In the burning main building of Apophis Palace, all the flames were instantly suppressed by this terrifying dark aura, and the flames suddenly shrank, and there was almost no firelight to be seen again.

A long sword with a ferocious shape flew through the air. It was about to hit Qiao, but suddenly stopped out of nowhere and quietly suspended in front of Qiao.

Qiao instinctively threw down the big axe and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The long sword about five feet long and black all over is a ferocious Hydra. The slightly curved and winding sword body is densely packed with countless black scale-shaped ripples.

The tip of the sword is the snake's tail, the body of the sword is the snake's body, and nine ferocious snake heads, three snake heads on each side form a sword grid, and three snake heads in the middle form a sword handle.

Qiao Yi grabbed the sword, and the sword with a strange shape shook violently like a living thing.

In a flash of fingers, the sword's shocks exceeded tens of thousands!

Qiao tried his best to barely hold the sword.

The sword handle tentacles inexplicably make people feel a strange slight smoothness and coldness, as if they were holding a real long snake. Waves of deep dark auras kept pouring from the sword handle into Qiao's palm and into his body.

This dark aura merged with the dark energy in Qiao's body...

If the dark energy contained in this long sword is highly condensed mercury, then the dark energy in Qiao's body is sparse and floating water vapor.

There is a huge difference in quality between the two, and there is a huge difference in lethality.

The dark power contained in the long sword was constantly devouring the faint dark aura in Qiao's body, like a billion tons of water press, pounding Qiao's originally loose dark energy bit by bit, becoming more pure and closer.

At the same time, a terrifying will descended from the void.

Qiao felt the real gaze staring at him through the void. This terrifying, huge, ancient, chaotic, full of various negative and mixed emotions, wanted to penetrate into his body, into his spiritual sea, infect his soul, give orders to him, even distort his soul, and change his consciousness!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

A magnificent, ancient, indescribable voice roared loudly in Joe's mind.

Qiao did not resist this at all!

Killing Mutu is what he wants to do!

Qiao raised the long sword in his hand, and then slashed it with all his might.

'laugh'!

Mutu's huge head flew up, and a fountain-like hot blood spurted out from his thick neck, spurting out more than a hundred feet straight.

Qiao was embarrassed, his body was spinning, and fell head-on from Mutu's headless body and fell heavily to the ground.

This sword...

There is a ghost in this sword!

The thick armor on Mutu's body did not play any hindering role.

His armor, his skin, his flesh, and his bones were like a thin piece of paper, and he was split by the sword that flew in from his own. Qiao used all his strength to slash his sword hard, and almost all his strength fell into nothing.

Qiao groaned.

This feeling of using the wrong force... almost all his joints were dislocated by his own strength from his shoulders to the tip of his fingers.

Qiao stood up from the ground in a mess, shaking his arms hard.

The strong muscles squeezed all the bone joints from fingers to shoulders, and the dense impact of "KaKaKa" was endless. Qiao reconnected his arm as fast as possible.

He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at the giant man with a figure second only to Mutu.

"You want to avenge him? Ha, if you want to take over his wife, children, and property, then you will be better than the sword in my hand first!"

Qiao doesn't care about how this sword comes from, he doesn't care at all!

The sword is extremely sharp, incredibly sharp.

Qiao just wanted to use this sword to suddenly break into his home and kill so many of his subordinates, so many servants, and maids' abyss creatures, one by one.

The aura of darkness continued to pour into Joe's body.

His own dark power in his body is rapidly strengthening and purifying, and his absorption of the abyss giant crocodile dragon potion is rapidly soaring, and the energy characteristics and talents of some dark side in his body are constantly increasing.

This is a powerful, terrifying and extremely magical sword!

There was a loud bang.

In the ruins of the Apophis Palace, which was still burning just now, was extinguished by the terrifying dark aura brought by the sword, a powerful dark energy soared into the sky, and a large area of ​​broken bricks and tiles were bombarded into pieces.

Ferdinand, whose long hair was flying over his head like a strange snake, used his black air to create a huge black air mask to protect Tang En and other aristocratic young men, as well as several waiters, the maid staggered out of the ruins.

"No matter who you are, you offended me...you offended the crown prince of the Delun Empire...you..."

Ferdinand roared hysterically, his eyes were filled with blood, his whole body emitted a strong negative emotion, and howled wildly.

But his screams came to an abrupt end.

He tilted his head, widened his eyes, and looked at the black sword in Qiao's hand with horror.
Chapter completed!