The energy that the strong man in the Sacred Realm gathers is very different from the strong man in the Sacred Realm. While a strong man in the Sacred Realm accumulates his energy, his body surface will be covered with an invisible breath shield. As long as the opponent is not a powerful man of the same level as him, it is impossible to break the invisible protective shield. But even if both sides have the same strength at the same level of the Sacred Realm, then it is impossible for any party to be stupid enough to try to attack him when the other party is storing energy, because the reason why the powerful man in the Sacred Realm is called the Sacred Realm is not just because of his strength, but also because the strong man in the Sacred Realm can play tricks at any time while accumulating energy, but the power is not as strong as that of a full qi. There will be no danger that cannot be defensive when a magician chants magic spells.

The gravel on the ground slowly floated up, surrounding Balvin's body and rotated rapidly. The surrounding air became restless because of the energy he had been condensing, and from time to time it made a "puff" explosion. As time passed, the yellow-green light emitted from Balvin's body gradually became weaker and weaker, while the light emitted by the golden spear in his hand was getting stronger and stronger. One after another, the yellow-green light continued to penetrate into it, and the color of the golden spear gradually turned into a faint yellow-green, and the color gradually became darker. The spear that was constantly injected with light kept trembling in Balvin's hands, making a "buzzing" sound, as if it was extremely excited about the two colors of light that burst into.

The golden spear turned yellow and green. What trick would he use!?

Seeing that Balvin's breath was gradually showing signs of surpassing himself while accumulating energy, Abel was secretly shocked. He thought that the trick he created was already invincible in the holy realm, but before he could use it, he lost to the other party in terms of momentum just in terms of momentum. Compared with Balvin's domineering method of qi storage, Abel's method of qi storage seemed particularly quiet, like a mirror-like lake, and there was no trace of waves that should have been generated by energy condensation. It seemed ordinary, but in fact it had already been undercurrents.

However, the battle is not determined by the amount of energy contained in the ultimate move. No matter how powerful a ultimate move is, it is still a useless move if it is not hit.

Thinking of the move Balvin used to Wolson before, Abel was even more sure that this time Balvin would use the same trick again, but this time it was at most several times stronger than the first one. Abel could easily resolve the attack just now. Faced with the enhanced version of the power of Balvin that Balvin was about to launch, although Abel was proud to dodge easily, to be on the safe side, he was still prepared to open a hole in Balvin's chest whenever he had the chance and use his most proud trick.

Having made up his mind, Abel rushed out without hesitation while storing his energy. His footsteps swayed slightly, and his body flew out like an arrow, with the target being in front of Balvin. At the same time, Balvin also completed the work of storing his energy. The golden spear in his hand had completely turned into a mixed light intertwined with yellow and green colors. Although the spearhead was no longer sharp because of the Ancient Scrolls, Balvin was still confident that the remaining part of the attack power was enough to seriously injure Abel.

Are you looking for death? Take the initiative to rush over? Very good. I will let you see my real trick.

"Holy Rock Slash!!!"

"Meteor sting!!!"

After two loud shouts, Abel, holding a yellow holy sword and Balvin, holding a yellow and green light, collided. For a moment, the air around seemed to explode, making a "chi chi" sound. While Abel and Balvin rushed together, the ground behind them exploded one after another, and the strong wind burst out and gravel flew, blowing the trees on both sides of the roads uprooted, and they all fell in the opposite direction of the two. The impact of these two huge energy was like a big rock suddenly poured on the lake surface. The ripples caused the entire lake surface and the creatures living in the lake to be in peace. Even Wushan in the distance had a violent shock due to the impact of this energy after wave, which scared the residents living at the foot of Wushan.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on!"

"I don't know. It was fine just now, but why did it suddenly have an earthquake?"

"How do I know? Run away quickly, I don't want to die so for no reason."

The residents who were frightened by the movement of the earth and fled out of the house, fleeing outside the village while talking about the sudden natural disaster. With a loud "boom", the mountain suddenly slid. After they had just run a hundred meters away, the small mountain village turned into a piece of loess in an instant. The innocent villagers could only watch their destroyed homes looking up to the sky.

After another huge roar, the ground finally returned to calm again. A faint smile appeared on Balvin's face, while Abel, who was pressing his golden armor with the sword pointed in front of him, showed horror.

How is that possible? He had no defense and just one piece of armor to defend me from the most attacking trick. No, this armor cannot be ordinary. Could it be that his armor is another holy weapon he refined? Holy Domain Armor?

Suddenly thinking of this only possibility, Abel's face suddenly became solemn. Looking at Abel who had lost confidence in front of him, Balvin's smile became stronger, "What? Are you very surprised? You are right. This golden armor is the second holy weapon, the holy land armor that I spent a whole hundred years to refine. Just your tricks cannot destroy him unless..."

After Balvin told his thoughts, Abel's face became even more ugly, and his confidence suddenly fell to the bottom. He knew how difficult it was to destroy a holy defense armor. He knew very well. He didn't need to ask what Balvin said. Unless two powerful men from the holy realm teamed up to launch a special attack on the holy realm armor at the same time, Balvin, who possessed the holy realm armor, would be an invincible existence. However, this may be almost the same as none. For Abel, he went at this time.

Where can I find a powerful Holy Land who can join forces with him and is willing to join forces with him? It’s not that he doesn’t want to refine the Holy Land armor, but that he can’t refine it at all. The reason why he is called a sword saint is not only because he is good at using swords, but also because of the huge flaws of his profession, he can only refine the holy sword. That’s why he forgot the real terrifying part of the Emperor Balvin. The other party ignores any professional defects and can refine any special profession that can attack and defend holy weapons.

Abel sighed softly, took back the Holy Sword, and said coldly to Balvin: "Since you have even the Holy Land armor, then I will give up the Ancient Scroll. Go and chase Wolson. I will not stop him anymore. He should have only run less than a hundred miles away. Fly over and you will be able to catch up soon."

Give up if you can't beat it. This is an unwritten rule among the powerful people in the Holy Land, because they all clearly understand how difficult it is to appear a powerful person in the Holy Land. For Abel, who has reached the peak of the Holy Land, the Ancient Scrolls are much lighter than his own life. However, what Abel did not expect was that Balvin did not buy his own account.

"I want to run away? It's a pity that I don't want to give you this opportunity." A very cold look suddenly shot out from Balvin's smiling face, which made Abel's heart shudder.

"Hmph! It's not that easy to kill me. I have completely blocked your meteor sting just now. It's nothing great." Since Balvin did not intend to let him go easily, Abel no longer planned to compromise. He put away his wry smile, looked at Balvin like a big enemy, and said without showing any weakness.

"This is what you want! I see how you run!" After glanced at Abel contemptuously, Balvin put away his smile, suddenly held the yellow and green spear in his hand, and stabbed it like lightning on Abel's chest. It was time for him to say that if Abel had not had the same peak strength as Balvin, the sting would have been hit by the other party, but Abel forced to use his holy sword to knock Balvin's spear back again and again. But when he was about to look at Balvin again, he suddenly found that the spear in the other party's hand had returned to its original golden light, and the green light filled it suddenly disappeared.

Why has it changed back? No, there must be something wrong with the green light.

After a change of thought, Abel subconsciously looked back. After seeing this, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. There were five spears behind him, which looked exactly the same as Balvin's golden spear, and they were ranked in the top, bottom, left, right, and back. In these five directions, the whole body of the spear emitted a dark green light, and the spearhead pointed at him at the same time.

"Have you just discovered it now? It's too late. Go to die for me! Take the move, the meteor sprint is completed, the meteor impact!" With a loud shout from Balvin, the five spears behind Abel and the golden spear he held stabbed at the six positions of Abel's chest, back, head, soles of feet, and ribs. Each spear stabbed at Abel at the same time, and the speed was astonishingly fast. In front of Abel, it was like a galloping meteor, crashing into himself at the same time.

Fight!

"Holy Rock Slash" Abel once again used his unique move to resist the attack, trying to break out of the flawless six encirclement. After repeated fierce metal collisions, he finally successfully relied on his holy land tricks, cutting three green spears on his back, forehead and soles into two pieces, but his chest and ribs left deep bone-visible wounds, not three wounds, but these three positions, each of which was left dozens of wounds by a spear of Balvin. Blood spurted out wildly from the wound that was stabbed into a hornet's nest. Abel's breath became weak in the blink of an eye, and Balvin laughed proudly, "How is it? My tricks are not good, right?"
Chapter completed!