The existence of supernatural powers gives humans in this world the ability to go to heaven and earth to counter all things. When supernatural powers are completely imprisoned, the skills learned in this life due to supernatural powers become his "ability" .

　　 Boom!

　　 The moment the spear and the two knives were butted, a cyclone exploded from between the two, blowing Langren's hair grinningly.

　　The power of the slash was poured into the body of the black armor along with the two knives, and then was absorbed by the ground under his feet, cracking every inch, but the black armor was somewhat surprised.

　　 Shura's burst of power is much smaller, so that he can catch the opponent's attack without being knocked off!

　　 Even the hesitant people around knew this.

　　 Langren wouldn't know what he was thinking, his body exerted force again, burst out a ring of shock, this time he repelled the standing black man by a few meters.

Without a sword in his hand, Langren’s power is indeed limited. For example, his strongest sword move, Shura Undead Slash, cannot be used at this moment, and the deadly miasma Shura Karma Hell, which has a wide range of attacks, cannot be used. No extra points were provided, his power at the moment was ordinary, barely breaking the A-level power.

　　 will also drop some output due to physical reasons.

　　 "His ability is imprisoned, now is the best time!"

　　 "One minute, so special snipers can also support from a distance!"

　　 The command post immediately issued an order to start supporting the main force in an attempt to destroy Shura, who was bound by the force!

　　 But Langren has gone through so many life-and-death battles, and his ability to kill people is about to be carved into his bones. How can it be so simple for them to succeed?

　　 The iron sword was raised high, the blade pointed towards the sky, Langren rushed towards the black armor with one step, and smashed the sword in his hand.

　　 Cut in one word!

　　哐!

　　 The black man staggered back after being hit by a sword. Even if Shura could not use his main force, he was still not Shura's front opponent at this moment. Even if his heart was full of resentment and anger at this moment, it was useless.

　　 Just when he lost his balance and was about to fall to the ground, Langren's sword light flashed, and the second sword followed closely and slashed directly at the black armor's face.

　　 But at this moment, a two-meter-long sickle appeared behind Langren and raised high. As long as Langren went down with this knife, the sickle's attack would definitely not be avoided.

　　 "Why is it a woman again?"

　　 Langren frowned, and didn't care about the attack of the attacker behind him at all. The sword still fell, and it slammed on the black armored man's face. The fragments splashed out and turned into a dissipated black mist.

"you!"

　　 The petite woman behind her didn't expect that Shura didn't care about her offensive at all, and she couldn't help but feel angry. The scythe was lit up with a hideous pattern, and she reaped towards Langren in a whistling.

　　呯!

　　 It seems that there are not many sparks, Langren understatedly used the tip of the crow dancing spear on his left shoulder to accurately match the tip of the sickle, and resisted the opponent's attack with an incredible angle and force.

　　 "There is no power, only the effect. It is of no use to me."

　　 Langren maintained the movement of his left arm, twisted the joint and kicked the woman's abdomen with a side kick, crushing her core strength, and preparing to make up a sword.

　　 The drum sounded loudly, Langren's eyes shrank slightly, and his spiritual mind keenly caught an arrow that had torn the air and shot it at him spirally.

　　 The shape of this arrow, Langren, is not unfamiliar. Just on the city wall, one of the people shot this arrow with a bow, but this one gives him a great sense of crisis. If it doesn't flash, I'm afraid something will happen.

　　 "What's the matter, why is it so troublesome..."

　　 Langren frowned, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​making up the sword, the slashing movement suddenly changed into a horizontal swing, and a sword slashed towards the arrow.

'it is good. ’

　　 At the top of the building in the distance, a girl holding a bow squeezed a cold sweat in her heart. She didn't expect the arrow to hurt Shura, all she had to do was to save her friend.

　　 But the next moment, her mouth grew wide, her eyes filled with fear and annoyance.

　　 Langren slashed at the arrow, his eyes narrowed slightly, because at this time the black armored man didn't give him a chance to breathe, and tried to kill again.

　　 "I'm annoying..."

　　 Langren felt a little irritable about the man who hadn't killed him twice or three times. Although the other party's armor was quite in line with Langren's aesthetic taste, Langren still saw him not pleasing to his eyes.

　　 Attacks are all flaws, and the power is indeed sufficient, but this state will definitely not last long. How did he survive from his own hands? How many knives did you use to kill him?

　　 Four knives.

　　 is obviously only a B-level, a level that Langren can solve without two swords, he just made four swords without hurting the opponent.

　　 There are still so many people who are giving up their lives to save him.

　　 Is it possible that he is the chosen one?

Thinking of this, the sword body also collided with the arrow tip. This arrow was very heavy, and the orange flare must be a problem. Langren gritted his teeth and took the arrow with one hand while twisting the joints on his wrist to make the sword Leaning to an angle, he bounced the arrow while controlling its ejection direction.

　　锵——

The arrow swished directly into the shoulder of the black armored man. The orange spot melted his shoulder armor at the moment he hit him, causing his shoulder to lose any protection. An arrow shot through the shoulder, huge. The power of his dashing figure took a few steps back.

　　 "Hey... crooked, is this a problem?"

　　 Langren's brows were lowered lower and lower. He ejected at the black armored man's forehead, but because the blade of this sword had a different bevel angle from that of the Huangquan sword, the arrow shot off.

　　 In just a few seconds, Shura, who lost his ability blessings, still leapfrogged and crushed the B-level ability players in full state.

　　 The scene was embarrassing for a while. The captains who had wanted to fight Shura ran out a few steps and then abruptly stopped the car.

　　 "What? Only one minute, the time limit to have a chance to kill me, no one dares to come?"

　　 Langren stood up straight, looked around, raised his arms and asked arrogantly.

　　 But no one answered.

"okay then."

　　 Langren shook his head regretfully, and suddenly a sword flicked out, and the vacuum wave instantly penetrated the sneaky tattooed man not far away.

　　 "Then it will come to me."

　　 The people in the command center punched the table and yelled, directly connecting with those present.

　　 "Why not! What are so many of you doing! Let Shura go to kill! What about your dignity!?"

　　 The roar came from the headset, shaking everyone's eardrums.

　　 "...What can we do? Shall we fill it with our lives?"

　　 "Otherwise? Behind your line of defense is the lives and land of hundreds of millions of people."

　　 The petite woman who was holding a huge scythe before swooped down with the scythe and picked up her companion who had separated the corpse on the ground, her face gloomy.

　　 Someone wanted to escape, but Shura's two swords cut off his legs.

　　 Someone wanted to take a fight and was shot and killed by Shura.

　　 Someone wanted to attack, Shura walked away without even looking, and then took the other's life.

　　 It seems that no one can stop Shura.

　　 But at this moment, a voice that had never been heard on the local channel reached everyone's ears.

　　 "I... don't ask you to stop Shura with your life."

　　 The conductors stared, and the others were also quite surprised.

"you are..."

　　 "We are already on the way, you just need to delay Shura's speed, then we will try our best to take him to the coastal battle occupied by the royal family."

　　 "Go to the place occupied by the royal family...what about the defense on the Fuyuan side?" one of the commanders asked quickly.

"It doesn’t matter for the time being. Master Fu Jiang injured that old snake skin. Will it be easy to do it for a while? We can come here. It’s also because of the crow dancing spear in Shura's hand. Into the hands of others!"

　　 "Well, can I ask you to hold on for another minute? The three of us will be here soon."

three people!

　　 Three A-levels are on their way!

　　 There is also the Patriarch of the Ming Family and the Lin Prisoner!

　　 Five A-levels left, and Shura can't escape now with wings!

"it is good!"

With a snap, an arrow was broken, and the skeleton man walked out of the ruins while clutching his pierced shoulder, and put on his armor again.

　　 Putting on the black mist armor, he seemed to have lost the wound and pain from the hole in his shoulder, moved his arm, and rushed towards Langren again.

　　 His figure was printed in everyone's pupils, eliciting the courage of these people who had been defeated.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

　　 A brief response corresponds to the figure of a captain rushing towards Shura with explosive power.

　　 Langren looked thoughtfully at a pair of double fighting spirit eyes and took a deep breath.

　　 "I see, I'll wait for them."

　　 Wizaya, who was whispering to him in his mind, was taken aback, unable to speak for a while.

　　 "People without fighting spirits are very boring to kill, to be honest."

　　 Langren didn't care at all that he was about to face the pressure of five A-levels, because he already wanted to drive.

　　 There is no need to force yourself to be at the top of the food chain, as long as you become the strongest, that is the top.

　　 Fighting memory is nothing more than a icing on the cake.

　　 Shaking off the crazy combo of the Swordmaster, Langren rushed into the crowd without fear.

　　嘭!

Countless attacks rushed down, Langren released and split everything with one move, shattered the ground thorns on the ground with one foot, and cut off a person's arm with his backhand. Suddenly, a tricky arrow came and was seen through by his ninja eyes. Kick flying.

　　 For these fighting captains, this is a cruel trial.

　　 Survived, facing the nightmare, going stronger.

　　 For Langren.

　　 This is probably an appetizer before a big meal.

　　3!

　　 Langren stood in the circle of broken limbs and corpses, the first blood stains on his body had dried up and turned dark red.

2!

The black-armored man bears Langren's slashing with his shoulder and arm armor. After so long of close combat, he is already familiar with Langren's power at this time. When Langren's black iron sword is embedded in his armor, his hands are attached to the dark. The red energy and smoke firmly held Langren's sword, not giving Langren a chance to draw his sword.

1!

An arrow with an orange light spot penetrated the space from a distance to reach Langren's body, and shot through his shoulder. At the same time, Langren put away the Wucrow spear, and hit the black with one blow. On the man's visor, he shook his head and fainted. He involuntarily let go of his hand and then withdrew.

　　 Boom!

　　 Boom!

　　 Boom!

　　 Langren raised his sword high and looked at the two men and one woman who had fallen down like a meteorite.

　　 Three majestic A-grade auras, it seems they are them.

　　 Langren laughed twice and returned his eyes to the black-clad man.

　　 "You... good luck."

　　 After speaking, he turned to face the three A-levels. At this moment, two A-level auras rushed from a distance.

　　 Ming Chi Jie and Lin Prison!

　　 After three in front and two, the five people gathered Langren in the center, coldly watching the blood-stained hair in the middle, thinking about Langren, pouting their mouths and saying nothing.

　　 "Don't you say something? Give you time, I'm not in a hurry."

　　 Langren shrugged easily instead.

　　 "Huh, it's so arrogant. He killed so many of our soldiers, right?"

　　 Langren shook his head in disappointment after hearing this.

　　 "I thought you would introduce yourself...Anyway, you also came with a heart that will kill me. You can't let me die under a nickname, right?"

　　 Shura wants to explode himself!

　　Ming Anjie's eyes were murderous, but after Langren noticed him, his body remained motionless, and his head twisted 180° to face him.

　　 "Hey..."

　　 Langren sticks the black iron sword on his back to make the symbiote stabilize him, and usually puts the Huangquan knife in his hand for a show.

　　 "Do you know this knife, you three?"

　　 Two men and a woman looked at the rusty yellow long knife and glanced at each other. One of them seemed to notice the clues, but could not remember.

　　 Langren mentioned another key word: "The ruler of the king."

The five words 　　 slipped out of Langren's mean lips lightly, and hit everyone's hearts heavily.

　　 "The ruler of the King of Man... that long sword badge? Gutai's..."

　　 "Yes, it's me."

　　 "How is it possible, he is clearly dead! He was grade A——"

　　 Refuting Langren's Grade A suddenly got stuck, because he remembered that the opponent seemed to be Grade C or Grade B.

"That shouldn't be right. The person at the time had only a trace of counterattack against the upper A rank. It only took about three months. Moreover, he was still trying to protect the King of Humans... how could it be like you as murderous? Goblin?"

　　 Langren didn't care about the other party's name, and muttered:

"Three months... it's been three months. Three months have changed at such a speed. It's really hard for you to believe ~ lightnovelpub.net~ While talking, Langren's breath rose suddenly, and everyone suddenly Alert, thinking that the other party is going to explode power, but...this seems to be just a breath of growth leaked out.

　　 In other words, Shura breaks in place?

　　 "Upgrading the soul knife consumes three skill points, increasing the spirit and spirit by three points each, and increasing the vitality compensation by five points"

　　 "Upgrading the soul knife consumes three skill points, increasing the spirit and spirit by three points, and the vitality compensation increases by four points"

　　 "Upgrading the Soul Knife consumes three skill points and three points each for improving the spirit and energy."

　　 "Upgrade the soul knife..."

　　 "Upgrade..."

　　Upgrading the Soul Knife five times in a row, Langren consumed all the 15 skill points he had accumulated in one breath.

　　 "Current Panel"

　　「Langren

　　 Fine: 73 (58+15)

　　 Qi: 38 (20+18)

　　God: 80 (65+15

　　 "Are you almost two...not bad anymore, come on!"

　　 Langren waved his knife and said.

　　 Shura at this moment is not a C-level, not a B-level!

　　He is A grade!

　　

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