Click.

Chasers and exiles are stopped by giant ice snakes.

The lightning was also the same as before, after touching the mirror surface of the ice mirror, it reflected towards Mercator.

"what."

Mercato's smile suddenly froze.

He never imagined that Yu Gong had been prepared.

Not only was his offensive ineffective, but he used it instead.

The speed of change in the situation is too fast, and it is too late to react now.

Beep.

Mercato was struck by lightning.

To make matters worse, Yu Gong's Xuanyuan sword pierced his chest.

"Uh."

Bright red blood spilled on the ground.

Mercato endured the pain and pulled up his strength to distance himself from Yumiya.

"I made a mistake."

After regaining his footing, Mercato's face became serious, and he couldn't find any other expression.

Lightning is nothing to him.

The magic resistance of the God of Disobedience is extremely terrifying, and Mercator can handle it with only his body and divine power.

Yugong's Xuanyuan sword is different, it causes real damage.

Being pierced by a sword, even a **** of disobedience would not feel good.

"If you only have this ability, you can die."

Yumiya said lightly.

"Hehe, you're right."

"Although you are human, your strength is unquestionably powerful."

Mercato slowly floated up into the sky, standing out of thin air.

Knowing that he must fight quickly, he maximized his divine power to the greatest extent.

Shhhhh.

Boom.

With the improvement of Mercator's divine power, lightning surged from the dark clouds.

There was also a storm on the battlefield.

In a short time, the surrounding area was enveloped by a storm.

Standing under the storm, with Tianwei as the background.

At this moment, Mercator showed the power of the God of Storms to dominate the sky.

"Chasers, exiles."

After being summoned by Mercator, the two sticks flew back quickly.

They circled around Mercator, waiting for an opportunity.

"It looks like a **** of disobedience."

Yu Gong's Xuanyuan Sword radiated ink-colored energy.

Whether it's a gust of wind or lightning, the power is not bad, and (beff) even the godslayer dare not underestimate it.

And the pursuers and exiles who are hidden in the storm and may attack at any time are even more deadly threats.

In the current situation, if a veteran god-killer like Luo Hao came, he had to deal with it carefully.

However, Yu Gong did not take it to heart.

Whoosh.

Xuanyuan sword swept across.

The ink-colored sword energy ripped apart the wind, rain and lightning, and shot straight towards Mercator.

Just as the sword energy was about to approach Mercator, chasers and exiles flying around came running over.

Before he could stabilize, the ink-colored sword energy arrived.

Can't even stop for a moment.

The moment the two sides made contact, the pursuers and the exiles were shocked by the ink-colored sword energy.

After defeating the defense composed of divine tools, the castration of the ink-colored sword energy did not diminish at all.

"Is he really human?"

Mercato narrowly avoided the sword qi.

Same as the opponent who once fought with Yumiya, this thought popped up in his mind.

Not from personal experience, he never believed that the strength of human beings can be so strong.

Mercator bowed his head slightly and glanced at the wound on his chest.

The longer he delays, the more dangerous he will be.

For today's plan, there is only one fight.

Buzzing.

The end of the line of sight is filled with black mist.

The mist is approaching Hagiya, the battlefield of Mercator, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the mist approached, an annoying and unpleasant harsh sound came from that direction.

"Um?"

Hearing the strange noise, Yu Gong turned his head.

With the powerful eyesight of Superman, Hagiya can see the true face of the mist.

It wasn't fog at all, but swarms of locusts.

Mercato has a divinity that represents vitality, and a divinity that represents death.

Locusts are the symbol of his death divinity.

Buzzing.

The speed of the locust swarm can only be described as terror.

It was still far away a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, it was near.

"It's a little troublesome."

The black-colored energy surged wildly, forming a barrier to protect Yu Palace.

According to a rough estimate, the number of locusts is at least 100,000.

With this level of quantity, it is necessary to take some safety measures.

Otherwise, as long as a few thousand are missed, they will end up being eaten into bones.

Bang bang bang bang.

The energy barrier has just been constructed, and the locust swarms are overwhelming.

The forward was bounced off by the ink-colored energy, followed by the rear.

The locust swarms are not afraid of death, and they attack wave after wave.

"Let's solve it all at once."

The temperature dropped sharply without warning.

The next second, a chilly current blew across the battlefield. .

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Yu Gong took the defensive, not offensive, for two purposes.

The first purpose is just in case.

The second purpose is to make the locust swarm a little closer to facilitate cleaning.

Ka Ka Ka Ka.

The locusts were frozen one after another.

In an instant, the black "fog" turned into an ice-blue "fog".

Click.

A crisp voice spread out.

The ice cubes formed by the frozen locusts shattered, turned into dust and merged with the air.

"This......"

Mercato didn't quite understand what was going on.

Undoubtedly, Yumiya used ice-type abilities.

One of his moves wiped out all the family members he summoned?

"Next, it's you."

After cleaning up the locust swarm, the cold snap did not disappear, but rolled towards Mercator.

Kaka.

Frost appeared on Mercator's sturdy body.

Frost spread and quickly covered his body.

"not good."

The terrifying cold intruded into the body, making Mercator's limbs stiff.

Sensing that his mobility was impaired, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

Mercator increased the magic power and wanted to expel the cold air from his body.

However, the stubbornness of the cold air was far beyond his expectations.

It's not that Mercator can't expel the cold, but the slow one is no different from the tortoise.

"Ruined."

Mercato knew the battle was over.

The period of time when he expelled the cold air was long enough for Yumiya to kill him more than once.

Huh.

Sure enough, an ink-colored sword energy flew over.

Mercato still wanted to make a final struggle.

He manipulated the pursuers and exiles to face the sword energy head-on.

Dangdang.

The result was exactly the same as before, the ink-colored sword energy easily knocked the pursuers and exiles flying.

Sword Qi swept across Mercator and rushed towards the distant sky.

From between the eyebrows, Mercator's body was divided into two, turning into fine dust.