Chapter 252 [248] Beat meters high and shocked the whole audience (5000)

"Impossible, how can you still release Ten Thousand Tribulations Slash? You no longer have Thousands of Flower Swords to assist you. Why is this happening?"

Purple arc-shaped light waves turned into thousands of waves and swept through this forest environment. The big trees turned into powder at the moment of contact. The wood chips were washed away by the hurricane, making the whole world seem to have an extra layer.

Hazy blur.

Most of Michael Sack's clothes were in tatters, and even his skin and flesh had suffered a lot of damage. He had a look of confusion and fear on his face.

Commorragh didn't have that sword in his hand, how could he release the energy of the eons of particles over such a long distance without weakening the power at all.

The alarm bell rang in his heart. When he looked out of the corner of his eye, he was immediately frightened. The purple sword wave was as beautiful as an arc, but in fact, there was a huge murderous intention hidden inside.

The speed was so fast that it passed through the air without making any sound, and the purple light continued to expand in Michael Sack's pupils.

He will die, get hit!

Safety will be ensured in live combat. At the moment when it is judged that he is about to die, the corresponding target wizard will be teleported away from the combat battlefield.

But the instinct of life cannot be curbed.

Michael Sack dived down suddenly, and the purple sword wave touched his back, shaking most of his hair to pieces, and a large amount of blood flew under the influence of the remaining power.

"Damn it, the rhythm of the battle has been controlled by this guy since entering the forest battlefield." Michael Sack looked back at the black-robed figure covered in a universal particle energy shield. His right hand was used as a sword, and the high-intensity particle energy gathered and

The completed energy sword state covered his right hand, and a steady stream of purple sword waves were released, and no matter could stop its pace.

"What a madman. He burst out with all his strength as soon as he came in. Do you want to destroy all these ancient trees?"

"Do you have so much particle energy to consume?"

Michael Sack's plan was disrupted from the beginning. He never thought that Comoros would be so aggressive, which was completely inconsistent with the information he collected.

"The wind is coming!"

He was extremely angry, and the particle energy in his body exploded in full, filling the biological force field. A large number of wind blade tornadoes formed a unique formation structure, the subtleties of which could be interconnected, energy transmission, and force transmission taking into account

In terms of performance, it is very complete and sophisticated, which is definitely not something that Michael Sack can do.

The ancient trees could not withstand such a huge hurricane, and their roots were uprooted from the soil. The sky was filled with wind dust mixed with sawdust, and a hurricane field covering about a kilometer was formed, and the scope was still expanding.

Michael Sack's figure also disappeared into the hurricane field.

The battlefield of 20,000 meters is not big. For Black Soul Wangya, he has substantial combat experience and has experienced many battlefields.

The hurricane field within a kilometer range still made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

Is this Michael Sack's trump card?

Without the eye of truth, Black Soul Wang Ya's insight is seven times that of the original Wang Ya, and he can see the power in it.

The destructive power of the aeon particle energy to incorporeal matter is indeed limited. In addition, hurricanes themselves can give each other rotational kinetic energy, and within a kilometer range, even the former Comoros could not do anything about it.

It should be more than just this, there are definitely other changes in this hurricane field.

A turtle shell stays in place. If the enemy does not take the initiative to attack, it will simply consume its own particle energy.

Outside the fighting stone pillar, the wizards of the Sark family who were watching did not expect that the battle would be so fierce. Both sides directly used the strongest means without any game.

Win is win, lose is lose!

"It seems that Commorragh has the upper hand now. Is that purple particle energy the particle of all calamities? It does have great destructive power as rumored." A wizard was discussing.

"No, I've seen it with my own eyes. It's not purple, but gray. But the effect is indeed that of the particle energy." An old wizard retorted.

"That's weird. What's going on? The color shouldn't be wrong."

The old wizard subconsciously looked at the figures standing at the front. The expressions on the faces of the patriarch Kluman and the third elder Savage were particularly wonderful, and their eyes were fixed on the projection screen.

The former is shocking and a bit unbelievable, while the latter is mostly shocked and panicked.

The Black Turtle Wizard's old face was filled with emotion, and his emotions in his heart were also unable to calm down.

The black knife wizard was in the shadow corner, his lips moved, and the low voice could only be heard by himself, "It is the energy of the particles of all calamities, not the energy of the particles of all calamities. Are young wizards today already so scary? Is this really

Is this something a wizard apprentice can do?"

His eyes fell on Fei Wen among the crowd, and he knew that no matter what Fei Wen's ideas were, they would all come to nothing.

The outcome of this battle doesn't matter anymore.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more weird, especially the wizards with higher status and strength, who became more silent, just staring at the projection screen, as if trying to discern something. Fei Wen frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Comfortable, as if something was out of his control. As for the reactions of Kluman and others, they turned their backs to him and didn't notice.

Mickey Thacker secretly thought that something was wrong. With the battle situation like this in the picture, the balance of victory and defeat became unknown. He did not expect that Comoros would be so experienced in fighting and use the fighting method that would give him the greatest advantage.

It can also be seen from Mi Gao's reaction that his combat experience is far behind that of Comoros.

'The hurricane field can restrain the energy of the catastrophic particles. Commorragh is only a third-level wizard apprentice, and it is impossible to wipe out all the hurricanes in an instant. As long as there is still a tornado hurricane, it can spin again, and there is still a chance.

'

The hurricane field within a kilometer range gradually expands over time, occupying more areas, and each tree becomes a deadly weapon mixed in the hurricane.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the hurricane field started to move, and the hurricane tornadoes gathered together to form a hurricane dragon. Its body was huge, up to two thousand meters in size. Without the dragon's claws, its whole body was covered with unstable wind, clouds, and vegetation debris.

Trapped within by the tornado.

A huge mouth opens at the dragon's head, and inside is a group of unpredictable wind blades. The terrifying suction force is blooming, and all substances that enter the dragon's mouth will be cut to pieces.

Black Soul Wang Ya said calmly: "This is right, this is how real changes should be."

Michael Sack, who was in the midst of the Hurricane Dragon, felt an unknown fire rising in his heart, "Is this guy from Comoros mocking me? Go to hell,"

The hurricane dragon bit at the Black Soul King Ya, its two thousand meter body squeezed in the sky, as if the sky was pressing down, and the terrifying suction force pulled away the air in that area, turning it into an absolute vacuum.

I won!

Commorragh's aeon particle energy cannot break my hurricane field.

I can attack him.

The thousands of wind blades in the wind vent are enough to destroy his particle energy shield.

Black Soul Wangya's robes were bulging, and he looked indifferently at the ever-expanding terrifying dragon's mouth. The oppression caused by the suction force turned everything around him into a vacuum realm. Under normal circumstances, even the enemies inside would be

It was extremely difficult to blink my eyelids.

He didn't make any move until he was completely swallowed by the hurricane dragon.

Seeing this scene, Savage had some extravagant thoughts in his heart. What if he could really win? The appearance of the color of the particle energy had changed, so it might not be that possible.

'Great, Michael will definitely win.'

A smile appeared on Mickey Sack's face. This guy from Comoros actually didn't dodge. The result of being overconfident is defeat.

Purple light bloomed in the body of the hurricane dragon, and cracks appeared, like the patchwork of tiny fragments. The next moment, the entire 2,000-meter-long dragon body turned into nothingness, completely dissipating in the forest field.

The remaining wind swayed with blood, and the body, like falling rags, had almost no intact skin and flesh. It was shrouded in teleportation waves and disappeared into the fighting battlefield environment.

The wind with a bit of fishy smell was blowing the hair of the Black Soul King Ya. He stood in the air, and the blood dripping from the Manga Hand Sword transformed into his right arm was shocking. There was also a sword belonging to Michael Sack.

arm.

Every drop of blood belongs to the enemy.

At this moment, the winner has been decided.

“The winner of this battle is ‘Comoros Sark’.”

The figure of Black Soul Wangya then disappeared into the forest field.

"Tip: Wizard of Commorragh, you have obtained image benefits from the battlefield, Magic Stone x234, Contribution Points x23."

There was a bit of surprise in Black Soul Wang Ya's eyes. It seemed that there were quite a few people watching his fight. He could get so much profit in such a short time.

Fight outside the stone pillar.

The teleportation light shrouded Mi Gao's body and appeared on the ground.

Savage's old face is very ugly. Although his life will not be in danger in a live fight, injuries will occur in battle. Missing arms and legs is common.

What he cares about is his own face, and that his prepared plans have been disrupted, and he even has to completely abandon some of his original plans and arrangements.

Several old wizards came out of the group of wizards behind them and quickly used extraordinary healing items to treat Michael Sack's injuries.

Everyone's eyes did not stay on the loser for too long, and all their eyes focused on the new teleportation light.

Black robe, indifferent expression, straight back, even the robe was not damaged too much.

With a rare smile on his face, Kuruman said, "Well done, Comoros. You have proven your strength and also demonstrated your potential."

Many young wizards present were stunned. Is this really the unsmiling, silent and solemn patriarch, who would actually praise a young wizard so much?

Even in the 120th year of Comoros, the patriarch has never praised him so much.

The black turtle wizard nodded and looked over with gratification, "You are even more outstanding than when you were young, and your potential has become even stronger. In these one hundred and twenty years, I don't think anyone will dare to say that you are in the future.

Desolate.”

Black Soul Wangya nodded lightly, his pride and confidence surprised many young wizards.
To be continued...