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In the face of the will of the white, how can Rakshasa be his opponent, he seems to be a child in the eyes of adults, no matter how to resist, it is only a climate attack, for Haoyue, it can be broken.

"The momentum is good, but unfortunately, you are still a lot worse.

Haoyue took advantage of Rakshasa’s attacking gap, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the other’s neck and lifted it high.

In front of the white king of four meters, Rakshasa is really like a child, he can't even move.

It seems that it has been completely bound by the moon, and Rakshasa’s expression is painful, but the body has no way to act.

"So, let's start with you!"

Haoyue did not hesitate in the slightest, and the other--only the white light was unfolded, and a sword was about to fall.

However, a large number of burial forces burst into bursts, directly shaking the right hand of Haoyue.

The huge knight took a half step back, and Rakshasa broke free. He coughed twice and instantly came to Clade.

"go!"

The two disappeared immediately.

The other templers were riding on the Pegasus, but they were caught up by the moon.

"let me do it."

I saw the white king standing in the same place, and the whole world suddenly turned from white to dark.

A round of moonlight rose in the night sky.

And in the moonlight, everyone will be invisible.

Haoyue will travel through these moonlights, no matter how far the opponent moves, there is no use.

In an instant, he has stood in front of Rakshasa and Klad. Long time

The Rakshasa look changed slightly, but now they can't let them hesitate. He roared and the burial power in his hand broke out again.

The same is true for Klad. Under the blessing of the two forces, the violent white flame is crushed toward the moon with impeccable influence.

Subsequently, these sacred burial forces were touched by the moon--the moment, and instantly dissipated.

The right hand of Haoyue was also held - the group light, directly smashed through the abdomen of Raksha, and lifted it up.

"Rakshasa!!"

Clade smashed and reached out to save him, but he was kicked open by the moon.

This foot has already caused him to rupture his muscles and break his bones.

Absolute power.

In the face of such a powerful force, no matter what ability is used, it will appear pale...

Clade - straight knows very well that he is often just to satisfy himself.

The so-called justice in his mouth is not necessarily beneficial to others, but just--------------

If you give up the pursuit of burial power from the beginning, then you may not have any relationship with Raksha.

....

"Crad!! Save them!! Use our power!

At this time, Rakshasa once again stunned, and his sacred burial power vented out, but this time - it was not a dying and slamming against the moon, and all of them went to Clade.

He did not refuse, he needed strength.

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Clade blood red eyes, all the power of mulberry funeral.

But even if it is a little absorption, Rakshasa will have to digest for more than three days, let alone Klad. This will give all the burial to him, which will almost cause him to die suddenly. .

But he won't refuse! It's impossible to refuse!!

Even if he is facing more than 90% of the risk of death, he must do it!!

Even to save everyone!!

The gods dominate!!

At the moment when the truth shines, Clade absorbs all the fun of burial without any hindrance.

During this time, he seems to have experienced a century.

But it only happened in a flash.

Clad's gaze became deep, and in the face of the dying Raksha, he did not return and fled in the other direction.

Haoyue abandoned Rakshasa and smiled in the direction of Klad’s departure.

"What is the room for you to struggle now?"

Under this moonlight, no one can escape the palm of the moon.

His figure gradually dissipated, and in an instant he appeared in front of Clade.

"Now you are still a mortal, I have already given you - once again, chances, but unfortunately, you have not fought for it...."

Hold in the hands of the moon - turn the white light directly toward Clade's head.

However, at this moment, Clade’s right hand also showed a milky flame sword.

Light sword flow in the form of sacred fun!!

Clade gathered all the power on this sword.

Biting! The two touched, but did not produce dramatic fluctuations.

This makes the moon slightly

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