Chapter 1450 Fleeing

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Frius raised his hand and punched, the fist turned into a palm in the middle, and the palm was pressed against Allen's chest. Allen could see the whole process clearly and clearly. But when Frius's palm actually pressed on his chest, he still didn't respond at all.

It's almost impossible.

Allen swore that he had locked Frius, but from when he moved, punched, turned his palm to pressing his chest. During this series of actions, Allen did not sense the slightest change in the opponent's source power during the whole process. In other words, in Allen's perception network, Frius seemed to not exist at all, so that he could not rely on his keen perception to predict the enemy first as before.

After the palm print came, Alan had all kinds of ways to deal with it, but he was confirmed but he didn't even have time to use a way.

Then the strength in the chest exploded like a torrent.

The scene retreated wildly in Allen's eyes, and a force penetrated his chest, spreading up and down his body. This force kept vibrating everywhere in his body. When Allen fell to the ground, his body, which had undergone the second metamorphosis and was extremely tough, had already suffered various injuries. The bones of his whole body were covered with tiny cracks like porcelain, and the blood vessels and internal organs were broken to varying degrees. At that moment, Alan's skin flushed unnaturally. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist to relieve the pressure in his body, and his complexion returned to normal.

Raising his head suddenly, Frius came walking.

The Black Emperor was not in a hurry, but the distance between the two sides disappeared within a few steps of him. As soon as Allen had time to stand up, Frius used his palm as a knife and inserted it straight in, with extremely refined movements.

Several countermeasures flashed through Alan's mind, and he had to take one of them to block. Unexpectedly, when the hand was still raised, the tip of the knife in Frius' palm had already lightly touched Allen's chest, and a burst of knife energy passed through the chest and came out from the back. Allen's eyes were red, and Frius shrank his palm half an inch. Slightly accumulate energy, make a fist and charge again.

There was a muffled sound in the plain.

Allen flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, sprinkled a series of blood beads in the air.

On the ground under Frius' feet, a round pit with a width of ten meters sank silently. The edges of the big pit were smooth and neat, as if the rock and mud on the ground were cut and planed by an invisible blade.

After flying a hundred meters, Alan fell to the ground, wiped out another dozen meters, his body bounced up again, fell, and finally stopped retreating. When he got up, his eyes and nostrils were bleeding, and the clothes on his chest were all torn, revealing that the skin on his chest was bright red and bloody.

He took a breath.

The breath seemed endless, and the skin color turned red first, and then from red to purple. Following a slight shake of the wrist, the devil salutes a red light as soon as he shakes hands, and the murderous aura surges in the light, and a giant murder weapon is already in Alan's hand.

The second stage of reverse blood!

Anthem of Destruction!

Allen has all the cards in his hole, if he still wants to hide it in the face of the Black Emperor, how is it different from committing suicide? After being hit twice by Frius in a row, Allen had no chance to show his hole card until then. But in the eyes of Frius, it was just a contemptuous smile.

The Black Emperor dodged in.

Allen raised his knife to kill.

But until Frius clenched his fist and knocked, Allen didn't cut out with a single knife. It wasn't that he didn't want to use the knife, but that he didn't know where to go. Frius seemed to sprint in a straight line while moving, but the edges of his body kept flickering and blurring. Allen tried to lock his position again and again, but failed again and again.

If you can't lock the position and risk the knife, you will only get Frius' counterattack, and you will lose the opportunity and be full of mistakes.

But defense may not necessarily be the best policy.

This time Allen took advantage of the width of the Anthem of Destruction blade, and finally caught up with Frius's punch on his forehead, and used the giant sword as a shield to block the Black Emperor's punch.

When there is a tremor.

Allen stepped back ten steps, his arms numb for a while.

No matter how close Frius was, this time he changed his punches to kicks, and his toes pulled up a sharp wind like a knife, cutting towards Allen's waist. The latter inhaled and squatted violently, the saber was lowered, and Frius' kick was blocked by the spine of the saber. The feet are blocked, but the whole body is biased,

The legs pulled out a line of dust on the ground, and moved ten meters sideways.

The Black Emperor smiled faintly, stepped closer, and punched and kicked Alan around. Every movement of his can't be said to be fast, but he leaves a figure around Allen. Allen used the Anthem of Destruction as a shield to resist Frius's seemingly slow and intensive attacks.

Frius's fists and feet looked lacklustre, but they burst out with great force in real time. The muffled sound of the collision between the two sides went from slow to fast, and finally continued continuously. A tornado had already been set up on the ground at the battle, and the flying gravel followed the tornado, and was shattered again and again by the force of the collision between the two, and finally crushed into powder!

Suddenly the tornado dissipated, a black line flew straight out, and went away in an instant.

The battlefield was full of smoke, and Frius lowered his arms in the hustle and bustle. With him as the center, a circle of cracks appeared on the ground, spreading across the ground hundreds of meters long and wide, forming dozens of concentric rings. When Frius lifted his feet and swept away, from the center of the circle to the last circle, a cloud of dust suddenly exploded on the ground. The wind blew, the dust cleared, and a huge crater hundreds of meters wide appeared on the ground, as if hit by a meteorite.

The Polai Hymn was inserted into the ground, and it was still pulled out ten meters before Alan touched the ground with both feet. He was oozing blood all over his body, blood oozing from under the skin, making Allen look bloody. He opened his mouth again to spit out a mouthful of blood to relieve the pressure in his body.

Frius was indeed terrifying.

Allen has encountered many powerful enemies, but this is the first time he has been completely suppressed like this. In the previous attack, Allen used the Polai hymn to resist Frius's pervasive offensive, but one or two of the ten punches still hit him. In that short period of time, Frius made no fewer than six hundred punches. In the end, the ten punches were even more continuous, making Allen unable to turn around in one breath, and was smashed into the air.

And until now, the sword in Frius' waist has not been unsheathed, and he has not even shown half of his power and arrogance. Obviously, it is far from the time to show real power. It can be inferred from this that Orfascis also failed to do his best on Paradise Star. Thinking of Alan's wry smile, he thought that he could resist for a while under the supreme hand, but it turned out to be just his wish.

"It's hard to handle, if you go on like this, you will really die." Allen wiped the blood on his face.

Frius was approaching on foot.

Allen exhaled, smashed the hymn without any rules, and the blade pulled out streaks of gray-white light through the air. After beheading, Allen didn't even look at the result, turned around and flew away. He took the road to the west, and his figure kept flickering. Each flicker spans a distance of 100 meters, but it uses space jump.

The last flicker has disappeared from Frius' sight. Even he didn't dare to ignore the chaotic gray rays of light. After avoiding them, Allen had already taken the opportunity to escape. Frius twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's not too stupid after all. Although running away is disgraceful, a person who doesn't know how to advance and retreat is obviously even more stupid."

"I hope you can be smarter, this game will be more interesting."

The next moment, the Black Emperor had disappeared in place.

When Allen was beaten and fled by Frius, in the magic ring city, Lamer, the potential demon, bit the bullet and went to the hall of the shadow castle.

It has been three days.

Since the news of Mirion's death came from Iron Tree City three days ago, even Lamer had no idea whether to continue to attack Mokdan. After all, this is too far from the original plan. If the opponent has the strength to easily kill Mirion, then continuing to send troops is not to gain power, but to give Mokdan a head of military merit.

But if there is no fight, the phantom kingdom will lose its prestige again. In desperation, Lamer had to go to see Spinak. After reporting Mirion's situation, the Demon King did not make a decision immediately, but let Lamer leave.

After three days of this, there was still no news from the Shadow Hall, and Lamer had to go again.

When walking into the hall, Lamer always felt that the hall was a little darker than before, whether it was an illusion or not. Especially the side of the high platform throne has been completely lost in a deep shadow. Lamer knelt down in the middle of the hall, not daring to get into the shadow rashly. He had a feeling that there was another world in the shadows.

The world of Spinac!

"Your Majesty" Lamer called out.

A "hmm" sounded in the shadows, and the voice was indifferent.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if His Majesty has made a decision regarding Mokdan?" Lamer asked boldly.

There was a silence in the shadows.

After a long while, I heard Spinak say lightly: "Call the troops, there is no need to go."

"No need to go?" Lamer doubted his ears.

"For some reason, Frius went to that side. Unless you want to fight the Black Emperor, otherwise, do nothing."

Lamer was sweating all over, even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to challenge Frius. It's just that at this time, the Black Emperor actually went to Mokdan's side, which seemed weird. Even if Mokdan is an enemy of the Shadow Kingdom, and Dobia secretly supports the Dark King, that is completely different from Frius going to Mokdan.

That shows that the Black Emperor is interested in that person from Mokdan.

Lamer couldn't help but glanced into the shadows, thinking that Frius was interested, but wondered if his majesty would be tempted too.

He didn't dare to guess wildly. Seeing that there was no sound coming from the shadows, Lamer could only exit the hall. Qianmo left the Shadow Fort with a depressed expression on his face. Spinak only asked him to withdraw his troops, but did not indicate what attitude he would use to treat Mokdan next. He didn't even say whether to invite Mokdan to negotiate, Lamer sighed and decided to do nothing. Now Spinak has obviously paid attention to Mokdan. Before he made it clear, Lamer knew that everything he did was wrong.

The wisest course of action is to wait and see.

In the hall of the Shadow Castle, the deep shadow twitched for a while, and the light in the hall dimmed by two points. Two scarlet fluorescent lights flicked in the shadow, leaving two trails in the shadow. A deep voice came from the shadows, and the Demon King murmured to himself: "What are you thinking, Frius? Since you did not show your murderous intentions when you did it, don't you want to temper him and give Agares Is it possible to add another Supreme?"

"But that little guy was able to activate the Endless Break, does it have something to do with that person?"

"It looks as if even I have to go."

"interesting"