Chapter 623: Caesar vs. Shakespeare (Chinese)

As Savanist said, he was the most peak warrior. After he turned into an undead, he had enough time to learn all his skills and study their flaws.

Sevanist's sword-controlling technique is obviously not as simple as humans. He added his stronger power and the changes in his own special nature as the undead. One sword light followed by another shot towards Caesar. At this time, Caesar was locked, and the sword-controlling technique could not be avoided by dodging, unless he could escape thousands of miles in an instant.

Caesar did not avoid Sevanist's sword-controlling technique, which was also impossible to avoid, while Caesar did the same sword-controlling technique!

The Demon Sword rushed out with a roar, and a huge explosion on the plane. The Demon Sword penetrated through the opponent's sword-controlling technique without hesitation. As Savanist said, he could use various tricks to delay time, but if he used the Demon Sword to fight against the Demon Sword, it would be like a strong collision. There was no choice between each other, and only a strong release could win.

Obviously, at this point, Caesar is obviously much stronger than him!

The Demon Sword pierced through Sevanister's body, but Sevanister's face was not painful or too much surprise.

"Haha, it's interesting."

"I don't think so!" Caesar had appeared behind Sevanist, silently. At some point, Caesar and Sevanist were already shrouded in a special barrier. This was not Caesar's realm, but the power created by the magic dragon. It had no special effect, just to kill Sevanist's life.

"The Demons Explode!"

The domain fixed the opponent's actions, and the Demon Sword exploded vigorously in Savanist's body. The five undead legions belonged to the Immortal King. As long as the Immortal King was not dead, they would not die, but there were exceptions to everyone. If someone could create a space that completely blocked the will of the Immortal King.

Then if the undead is blown into powder, even God will not be able to resurrect.

Obviously, the magic dragon knight Caesar can.

Caesar was ready for serious injury in the entire attack. No matter how hard it was to face an opponent of such strength, it would not be possible to not pay a price. When he was restraining Savanist and sending a fatal blow, another master from the divine realm next to him could definitely give him a very heavy blow. Even now he had to pay a considerable price.

The killing of Sevanist is very short.

But for Shakespeare, the Golden Dragon Knight, it can make hundreds of attacks. If the attack reaches a certain level, maybe Savanist can't die. After all, there are many restrictions on wanting to kill the trusted general of the Immortal King, but Caesar succeeded, although it was not easy.

Savanist's counterattack on his death also injured Caesar. In this case, Caesar could only suppress his injuries. Even if it worsened in the future, he had no choice but to win this war. Neither humans, the sea clan nor him had a future.

Caesar's pale face gradually turned rosy, and the whole process. Shakespeare just continued to have a strong force, but did not emit it, and did not even pay much attention to Caesar.

Shakespeare, who already contains explosive power, slowly opened the Golden Sacred Book, "Warrior, the only one, give me the strongest power, pay for the future. Three overlapping!"

The light of the Golden Book completely enveloped Shakespeare. His power rose again at the peak, and it directly tripled. On this basis, it can be compared with Caesar. You must know that it is quite difficult to reach this level without increasing one percent of the power.

And Shakespeare is at his peak. It has improved three times in a row, which is simply unheard of.

And it seemed as if something had flowed from Shakespeare's body to the Golden Sacred Book. The eyes of Lorodesari, who had no action on the battlefield, were filled with sadness.

Shakespeare smiled, "Actually, I like one-on-one too, right, Caesar?"

Caesar slowly lowered the Demon Sword, and the energy in his body was running small circles. The powerful power of continuous actual combat without any skills made him take a breath, and Shakespeare was obviously not as anxious as before.

"Why?"

Caesar was also confused. If Shakespeare was hostile, he should have attacked just now, at least in order to get a result of both sides. If there is no hostility, then there is no need for him to overdraw his vitality in exchange for strength. Such a strong power in his body was obviously from secret techniques. The Sea Dragon Clan also has it, but it is not as powerful as others. Through the transformation of the Golden Sacred Book, he can obtain such powerful power to fight him. Why is this?

Shakespeare smiled, "There are many things in this world that are difficult to explain, but I can be sure that today, my greatest wish is to defeat you and rely on my own strength to be in front of her ground."

Caesar felt Rorod Sali because his eyes were always here.

"Rolodesa?"

"Haha, to be precise, it should be Lorodesari, my favorite sister, and I want to re-introduce myself. Shakespeare, a descendant of His Majesty Arella of the Devils, and a prince of the Devils, now officially challenged the Crown of the Mayan King Caesar!"

At some point, the Dragon King Carraso and Zhebe had already arrived at Caesar. They were obviously worried that Caesar rushed to such a dangerous place alone, and the most powerful masters in the world stood here.

Caesar did not continue to ask. He felt Shakespeare's fighting spirit, and regardless of what Shakespeare's purpose was, it was an irresistible challenge.

"His Majesty Carraso, Jebe, this is my battle."

Carraso and Tzebe nodded. Although they were only two people, these two were not afraid of siege. There were too many enemies and neither of them used large-scale killing skills. This was not a battle that could end in a short time. They had to maintain their physical strength, and at the same time they were also to observe the situation on the battlefield.

There was no undead knight who could stop Carraso's King's Blade, nor did he resist the heart-piercing arrow of Zhebe. The two of them were walking in the courtyard. Carraso looked at Zhebe not far away. The young man's strength was chasing Caesar. Being able to arrive here at the same time with him means that his strength has reached this level, which is more than the last martial arts competition. He is so calm that he is terrible.

It is impossible to imagine that such a master turned out to be just a wanderer.

"I, Caesar Alexander, accept your challenge!"

In this world, there are only two people who are qualified to be called the Mayan King, one is Caesar and the other is not the immortal king, Visdru, but obviously people recognize the former more far away.

"very good!"
Chapter completed!