Chapter 1049 Wen Zilong VS Azeroth

As soon as Yaron Azeroth's aura was released, the system told Wen Zilong that he was an early third-order Yaron.

In other words, now Wen Zilong has to challenge two full levels.

This is very difficult.

However, Wen Zilong had to face it.

If after a while, he would recover to the fourth, fifth, or even higher levels.

If you challenge yourself again, it is completely looking for abuse.

Ezeroth looked at the death scythe on Wen Zilong's head, with a trace of surprise in his eyes:

"Double natal weapons! This is the first time I've seen them."

He was the peerless arrogance of the sixth sector before, and he has cultivated to the peak of the tenth order.

Know people.

However, it was the first time he had seen dual natal weapons.

Wen Zilong secretly thought it was bad.

Had expected him not to have noticed his Death Scythe.

Unexpectedly, this guy spotted it at a glance.

Ezeroth laughed again and said:

"I give you two choices. First, submit to me and serve me. Second, die."

Wen Zilong began to curse in his heart.

Allegiance to you?

I'm shitty.

You killed 110,000 of Lao Tzu's subjects, and the method was so cruel, to make Lao Tzu submit to you? Are you afraid you are dreaming? "

Moreover, this guy looks like an old fox at first glance.

Hundreds of thousands of years are not in vain.

If I follow him, can I beat him?

Even if he pretends to surrender now, he can't play with him at all, okay?

On this point, Wen Zilong is quite self-aware.

Therefore, he didn't bother to deal with this guy anymore.

Purple Lightning, arrange for him first.

Purple lightning struck towards Azeroth in an instant.

Kacha Kacha——

Purple lightning struck Azeroth's body continuously.

On Azeroth's body, black marks were continuously cut out.

However, it only leaves traces.

But fortunately, Wen Zilong could see Azeroth's health after the strike of the purple lightning, and the speed of decline was accelerated.

99995...

99993...

99991...

99990...

However, this kind of vitality can only reach 500 in the Year of the Monkey.

Wen Zilong has a big head.

Simply, space tearing;

space collapse;

fire spear;

ice tornado;

Reaper bombs, etc., are all arranged.

Sure enough, Azeroth's health dropped faster.

99985...

99980...

99975...

Of course, such a decline, although faster than before.

But the impact on Azeroth is completely negligible.

Ezeroth smiled disdainfully:

"Hehe. With so many attacks, I can't even take off a single scale. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Wen Zilong simply moved closer to Azeroth.

The distance between the two sides was only 500 meters.

This made his health drop faster.

99968...

99961...

99954...

Sure enough, every second now, Azeroth's health drops by 7 points.

It is conceivable that if the distance between the two sides is closer, Azeroth's health will drop faster.

However, the distance of 500 meters is already very dangerous.

If it was any closer, Wen Zilong was afraid that he would be instantly killed by this guy.

At this time, Ezeroth pointed his finger at the death scythe on Wen Zilong's head, and said jokingly:

"Why not use this?"

"I use it if I want to, and don't use it if I don't want to. It's none of your business."

Wen Zilong replied.

Ezeroth smiled and said: "This is your hole card. Or it is the trump card. Endless, young man, since it is the trump card, you should hide it first. When you are unsuspecting, suddenly Use it. Maybe you can barely hurt me. You showed it from the beginning, although it can be used faster and more conveniently. But it is less unexpected."

"You can't hurt me like this."

Wen Zilong sneered.

No explanation.

Do I have to tell you that my death sickle can absorb your life value?

Ezeroth continued:

"If you have any skills, use them all. Otherwise, I will make a move. If I make a move, you will have no chance."

Only then did Wen Zilong realize that Yalong Azeroth hadn't even made a single move from the beginning to the present.

Didn't even dodge.

He completely used his body to withstand all of Wen Zilong's attacks.

Good perverted physical strength.

It seemed that if he wanted to kill this guy, he really had no chance at all.

It seems that it can only be outsmarted.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong said:

"Azeroth, do you dare to make a bet?"

Ezeroth was about to make a move, but when he heard what Wen Zilong said, he jokingly said:

"Bet? How to bet?"

At this time, his attitude towards Wen Zilong was like that of a cat after it has photographed a mouse.

Play with you first.

When the game is almost over, I will swallow you again.

Seeing that Azeroth took the bait, Wen Zilong smiled slightly and said:

"In a duel between masters, one move determines the outcome. In this way, you use your strongest attack to hit me with a move, and I will not resist or counterattack. I will also use my strongest attack to hit you with a move. You We don’t resist, we don’t fight back. Whether we live or die, whether we win or lose, depends on our physical strength.”

"Hehehehe..."

Yaron Azeroth smiled and said, "You are gambling with your life. If I make a move, you will be gone."

"That's right, it's a gamble. Do you dare?"

Yaron Azeroth said:

"Why don't you dare?"

His mentality is: this kid can't beat him, and he's starting to play tricks. However, no matter how many tricks, in the face of absolute strength, it is so ridiculous. Let's see what kind of tricks you are playing.

Wen Zilong went on to say:

"However, before we gamble, we must come to a gentleman's agreement."

Yaron Azeroth chuckled and said, "What?"

Wen Zilong said: "The two of us can only use one move. If one move can kill the other party, then kill it. If it can't kill the opponent, it is absolutely not allowed to make up the knife. I think, as strong as you Yes, you don’t bother to make up the knife again. Besides, you shouldn’t violate this gentleman’s agreement again, right?”

Yaron Azeroth laughed and said:

"Of course. I was the madman who almost destroyed the entire sixth sector back then. How could I play with a mere junior like you?"

Wen Zilong nodded and said:

"In this case, then you make a move."

Yaron Azeroth was slightly taken aback when he heard this, "You want me to make the first move?"

He thought that Wen Zilong was going to play tricks, and it must be Wen Zilong who rushed to make the first move.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zilong actually let him make the first move.

He chuckled and reminded:

"If I make a move, you will die."

Wen Zilong chuckled and said, "Try."

Yaron Azeroth didn't say much anymore.

In front of him, a khaki shield had already condensed.

This is his natal weapon.

It's just that this natal weapon is much larger than the natal weapon condensed from his avatar before.

The shield reaches a maximum of one kilometer.

At its widest point, it is about six or seven hundred meters.

The next moment, the shield slammed directly at Wen Zilong.

That's two changes today