togophonebook Chapter 172 The Wind Eagle of Wood Brutally Beats the Dark Sword Master
Chapter 172 The Wind Eagle of Wood Brutally Beats the Dark Sword Master
"Strange, where did that eagle's cry come from?" The sudden eagle's cry puzzled Mo Fan.
"Look, the Night Domination Array has disappeared!" Mu Ningxue exclaimed, pointing at the gradually disappearing Night Domination Array.
Everyone looked up and saw the glow of the setting sun shining down, with fiery clouds filling the sky.
"Wow, Brother Jie, what kind of armor is that? It's so cool!" Zhao Manyan poked his head out from inside the wooden wall and immediately exclaimed when he saw the Wind Eagle Armor.
"Take care of yourself, I'm going first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in the Wind Eagle Armor vanished abruptly, only to reappear in front of the Dark Sword Master in the next second.
The Dark Sword Master raised his greatsword, preparing to kill the human mage clad in magical armor with a single strike.
But when it swung down, it missed. Its left shoulder was suddenly struck hard, and its body flew off the back of the dark ghost horse.
Then, the figure of the Windhawk Armor appeared in another place and kicked the Dark Sword Master's greatsword again.
With a clang, the dark greatsword flew out and embedded itself diagonally in the sea of the dead.
This back and forth continued, with the Dark Sword Master being toyed with by Lu Jie, kicked around like a football.
The Dark Sword Master also wanted to retaliate, but the Wind Eagle was faster, proving itself to be the fastest armor in the Bright Realm besides the Emperor.
It's just that some prince with an empty head doesn't know how to use it.
This Dark Sword Master was merely a sub-monarch level undead, and faced with a dimensional reduction attack like the Wind Eagle Armor, he could only endure the beating.
Mo Fan, watching from afar, was almost blinded by what it was that could beat the Dark Sword Master so badly.
What exactly was that fleeting blue figure?
The group of military mages were truly delighted to see the Dark Sword Master being brutally beaten.
The leader of this group of undead had already been brutally beaten, and the rest were no threat. They roared and charged toward the pyramid. The sea of undead was now divided into different battlefields. These mages had only one goal: to charge toward the pyramid!
Fenner stared intently at the Dark Sword Master, who was being passed around like a scapegoat, his whole body trembling with excitement.
May God help us!
It's like divine intervention!
"Listen to my command! Join me in slaying all the Wrathful Sword Servants!" Fenner mustered his courage, raised his head, and roared out the excitement in his heart.
The Dark Sword Master is now nothing but a skeleton in his home; these horde of malevolent sword servants cannot stop the mage's will to win!
"Damn it!!" The Dark Sword Master felt immense humiliation at this moment.
Being kicked around like a ball by a human wearing strange armor and magical artifacts, and not even being able to recall his sword, is truly intolerable!
It, the Dark Sword Master, the undead in the pyramids, the Lord's sword-wielding bodyguard, is now being treated like a football, a disgrace to the undead!
The monstrous horse let out a sharp neigh, its strong limbs striding forward, and a blood-red energy shield appeared around its body as it charged towards the Dark Sword Master.
From the moment Lu Jie took down the Dark Sword Master with a single kick, Gui Ma made no move whatsoever.
It is estimated that the Dark Sword Master could not bear such humiliation, so he issued a summons to make this devilish horse participate in the battle.
"Dream on!"
Choo Choo Choo!
Blue light bullets appeared out of nowhere from all directions and shot towards Guima. No one could see where these blue light bullets came from.
Boom boom boom!
The blue light blast struck Guima, causing a violent explosion that sent a mushroom cloud soaring into the sky. The shockwave from the explosion rippled outwards until a whirlwind swept by, revealing Guima's mangled body, surrounded by the remnants of the explosion.
"The time has come to end you!"
The figure of the Wind Eagle appeared, hovering in the air, with a Wind Eagle Crossbow equipped on its left forearm and a Wind Eagle Sword in its right hand.
He didn't know which genius came up with the idea of combining the two for convenience, like the Wind Eagle Sword and Wind Eagle Crossbow combined in the show. It's not very useful at all; you can't even slash properly, you can only use it to stab.
Even assassins aren't like that.
Immediately, Lu Jie reached his left hand to his left waist and turned the gas valve. Then, a blue light sticker was projected from the Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram in front of the Qiankun belt.
The light sticker flew around Lu Jie once, then he pinched it with his left hand and flicked it forward, unfolding a light sticker with the small seal script character "刺" (thorn).
Finally, Lu Jie thrust the Wind Eagle Sword into the light sticker, which instantly shattered, transforming into incredibly sharp feathers that hovered around Lu Jie.
【Piercing Wind】
Buzzing sound
The power of the Wood element was condensing and compressing, emitting a rapid buzzing sound, and the powerful energy attracted attention.
Everyone's attention was drawn to this powerful force, including the undead.
"Holy crap, the Wind Eagle Armor!!!" Mo Fan finally saw the blue figure.
Holy crap, the Windhawk Armor has appeared in the magical world! Why the hell would I have such a dream?
Mo Fan was dumbfounded.
"Wind Eagle Armor? What's that?" Mu Ningxue couldn't help but ask.
Mo Fan did not answer, but stared blankly at the blue figure in the distance unleashing its ultimate move.
【】
With a hawk's cry, the Wind Eagle Sword thrust forward, its sharp, floating blue feathers piercing the Dark Sword Master.
The Dark Sword Master let out a painful roar as it discovered that its dark energy was rapidly dissipating, with black energy constantly seeping out from the parts pierced by the Wind Piercing Thorn and disappearing into the air.
If viewed up close, it wasn't black mist at all, but rather resembled thousands of writhing black worms, struggling to escape.
Unfortunately, it was annihilated by the sealing energy of the Wind Piercer and couldn't escape!
Finally, the Dark Sword Master died, its black helmet rolling off and stumbling to the side.
Within the black helmet lay the head of the Dark Sword Master. His empty eyes no longer held the arrogant arrogance they once possessed, nor the disdain for humans that they viewed as reptiles. Only a trace of resentment remained, gradually fading into darkness.
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. The dead should have the awareness of the dead, instead of turning into such ghostly things to wreak havoc on the world.
Lu Jie didn't deliver the final blow with the [Wind Eagle Leg] because it wasn't the host of the Demon Spirit Stone, so there was no need to use it!
"We've won! We've won!" Muding shouted excitedly.
Although there were still many undead around, everyone knew that the Dark Sword Master was dead, and they had won the battle!
"Don't be too happy yet. Although the Dark Sword Master is dead, the pyramids—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wankos saw streaks of white light shooting into the sky not far away.
A burst of light shot into the sky, striking the eerie pyramid with fury.
A mirage is just a mirage; when a beam of white light strikes it, the pyramid gradually becomes illusory.
As the pyramids gradually disappeared, the spirits of the dead were like fish out of water, or soldiers without a general, lost and adrift.
They scattered in all directions, searching for their true habitat!