.Facing Sheyan, the enemy who was trying so hard to deal with him... Lord Fokker didn't have much at all. At this time, his words were completely nonsense. His eyes were flashing like will-o'-the-wisps. Sheyan grabbed the edge of the sword.
The hand was suddenly condensed with a cold chill, which reached into my heart. (Updated with the latest chapter of this book)..
Now that Fang Senyan had reached the point where he could see the dagger, he did not hesitate anymore and pulled out West with his backhand, aiming at Lord Fokke and beheading him! Lord Fokke used his backhand to cut the blade across one square and two
The weapons struck each other in the air, splashing out a little bit of chill and blue stars.
The two men let out a muffled roar from their throats at the same time, exerting force at the same time, and they pressed forward together! The black energy around Lord Fokker's body condensed like a substance, tumbling and rolling, and their faces were barely even close to each other.
Ten centimeters, but separated by two extremely sharp weapons, the eyes of both sides seemed to be about to disembowel the enemy, dig out the heart and lungs!
Sheyan grunted, exerted pressure, and pushed Lord Fokker back half a step. You could see purple-black streaks emerging from the armor on Lord Fokke's shoulders that was split by Sivale.
The rotten gas flowed out like blood, and when it fell on the ground, it sizzled like sulfuric acid! It stirred up a squeaky white smell, which was extremely unpleasant.
At this time, the distance between the two people was still only half a meter. The strong rotten smell on Lord Fokker's body hit his face, but he could not help but show his weakness. At this time, he fell into Fang Sheyan's plan. It was indeed
He was in the weakest state: if he teleported across the distance of space with Momol, he would have to consume half of his maximum black magic limit, so it would be difficult to use his ultimate move. This was the first bad news.
If you leave your home base to fight in a different place, your strength will be reduced by half compared to its heyday. This is the second bad news.
Next, his mount Momoul was trapped by the undead pirates on the Black Pearl... Without the mount, the knight's strength naturally does not need to be more......the strength does not need to be reduced by half again!
Then when he was chasing Sheyan, he started killing people along the way! Although the souls of the people killed by Lord Fokker would be converted into his power, the conversion also requires a process, just like when a person drinks nutritional supplements
It will not take effect immediately, it must at least go through digestion and absorption in the stomach, large intestine, and intestines.
It will take three days for those dead souls to be converted into Lord Fokker's immediate combat power, but the black magic power and energy he consumed in the killing process cannot be replenished in a short period of time!
What's more, he was severely injured by Sival in the process! This caused his strength to drop by half again!
That is to say, Lord Fokker, who fell into Sheyan's plan at this time, is only one-half times one-half times one-half of his normal strength! And among the remaining one-eighth of his strength,
Sheyan is close to being immune to Lord Fokker's most powerful disease and cold effects! That's why Sheyan has the confidence to challenge him alone!
By the way, it can be imagined that the Fokker in its heyday was so powerful that it could indeed achieve the abnormal strength of one person against a legendary battleship in hand-to-hand combat! (Of course, the exception is the Black Pearl)
"This damn... ant!" Fokker's cold eyes were locked on the monster skeleton in front of him, feeling the weakness coming from deep inside his body one after another, and it was getting thicker and heavier.
Breathing heavily, there was a very absurd feeling in my heart: Could it be that he who abandoned his title, money, and beauty in exchange for infinitely powerful power, and who had roamed the world for more than ten years, did not die at the time of those powerful legendary figures and sacred sacrifices?
Hands, but to die in the hands of this dead ant-like person?
After this thought came out, Lord Fokke's cold eyes instantly became empty! Then there was a shrill flash like a will-o'-the-wisp!
He tilted his head, and Fang Senyan's long and terrifying knife struck the wound that Sivale had made earlier. The putrid purple-black liquid spurted out fiercely, covering Fang Senyan's body. At the same time, Fokker
An extremely cold vortex formed on the Lord's right hand, and he aimed at Fang Senyan and pushed it out!
At this moment, an indescribable low temperature enveloped Fang Senyan's whole body. It felt as if the cold and pale cheeks of thousands of dead people were tightly pressed against his skin in an instant, and the dead man's desire to die was greedy.
Absorbing the warmth of all life.
Howling impact!!!
The sound of cracking ice crackled violently on the surface of Sheyan's body! At this moment, Lord Fokker suddenly raised the ice-blade rune sword in his hand and slashed it from top to bottom!
With a "whistling" sound, an extremely cold ice pick arrow shot through the air from the tip of the rune sword!
Fang Senyan barely managed to seal the sword, and Shiqi West collided with the ice blade arrow in the air. It exploded and shattered, leaving deep marks on the surface of his skull.
As soon as Sheyan breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Lord Fudong open his mouth with a "...pop..." sound. A ball of rotating phosphorus fire flew out from his mouth and rushed towards him.
Sheyan's resistance to disease and cold was very high at this time, but his resistance to fire was normal. He was stunned and could only catch it in time.
At this time, the moon disappeared into the clouds again, and Sheyan returned to his human form. You can see that the slender scale fire sprayed by Lord Fokker was squeezed in his palm, then squeezed and twisted. Because
It was stained with fresh flesh and burned blazingly! The flesh of his one hand was burned to a "sizzling" sound, as if it was an unwilling and unruly snake that was still struggling.
Lord Fokker has become strict at this time and has separated from the essence of a knight. His sword is more like a wand, which is often based on various weird black magic. The difference with the magician is that this guy
He also wears a suit of extremely heavy plate armor and has a very strange and evil mount!
Seeing that Sheyan was about to squeeze out the phosphorus fire, Lord Fokker punched his shoulder wound with a backhand, and a large ball of jet-black and purple-black liquid spurted out and poured it on the phosphorus fire.
I saw that the phosphorus fire that was about to be extinguished immediately started to boil and surge again, and twisted and painful faces appeared on it, howling in pain. Although the location of the decisive battle between the two was on the top of the cliff, the howling was
The screams were mixed together, and they actually produced echoes that collided with each other in the confined space. It was shrill and shrill, just like the wails of ghosts and gods!
The sharp force was so intense that it even ignited Fang Senyan's skin and flesh. The liquid dropped drop by drop. After it fell to the ground, a large area of green and black ghost flames suddenly burst out, and even the hard rock was burned.
"La" sound.
Faced with such an attack that was impossible to defend against, the tragic and bloody feeling rose up in Sheyan's heart again. The continuous burns triggered the passive ability on the armor, and his brave and unruly temperament
It writhed out from the depths of the soul again, and actually shouted, advancing instead of retreating! With blazing flames, he drew his sword and slashed at Lord Fokker!
At this time, the disadvantage of Lord Fokker's loss of his mount was revealed. There would be a spell casting delay period after he cast a spell. Therefore, there was no way to dodge. The angry Sheyan violently waved his long knife to attack each other.
, trade injury for injury!
Dark blue light flashed continuously, and the harsh sound of chopping flesh and bones kept ringing! What was even weirder was that as Fang Senyan swung his last knife, the silver light suddenly flashed on the gloves he was wearing, and you could see the people around him.
The moist water vapor actually gathered crazily, forming a huge blue bubble that enveloped Lord Fokker. It was difficult for him to move even half a step inside!
This is the passive ability of Sheyan's newly acquired equipment "Deformed Thick Scales": Tidal Impact! Once wrapped in this bubble, if the bubble is not broken, the person caught will continue to fall into a state of 80% movement deceleration.
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Lord Fokker did not expect that such a situation would occur. He hesitated for a moment and then stabbed Fang Sheyan forcefully! This knife had two critical hits! There was a crisp sound on Fokker's shoulder.
, half of the plate armor shoulder flap flew out, and his entire arm drooped. Purple-black gas surged out wildly, turning into faces of liberated victims in the air, escaping like crazy. It seemed
Lord Fokker actually sealed countless painful souls of death in his body, which is where the power of his magic comes from!
Sheyan did not hesitate at this time, raised the sword again, there was a golden light flashing on the mouth of West, Odin's divine power was on it, and the damage to Lord Fokker was also particularly great, and then Sheyan slashed it with all his strength
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This knife completely cut off Lord Fokker's injured arm. It flew high and fell to the ground with a clatter in a parabola. But at this time, Lord Fokker's other arm
In his hand, a cold light flashed, and a long ice spear suddenly condensed! Looking at the specifications and format of the ice spear, it was clearly the required weapon of medieval knights, the knight's spear!
Sheyan didn't know that before Lord Fokker fell, he even made it to the top three in the knight selection of the British Peninsula that year!
Then Lord Fokke violently threw the spear in his hand, the ice spear!
I saw the cold lightning flashing through Sheyan's chest. Suddenly, his entire left half of his body became numb! Even the blood spurting from the wound on his back condensed into strings of bright red in the air.
of borneol!
The ice gun continued to show its strength, dragging Fang Senyan five to six meters, and then nailed it to the rock behind.