Chapter 637 Super Archer and Dragon God Knight (Part 1)

On the battlefield of the Immortal King, the six top masters of Maya's life have fallen to the ground. Carraso Caesar was seriously injured, Ottoman was half dead, Shakespeare was the same, Zhebe lost the burst bow, and the giant whale king was in a bad situation.

Westdrew had a bit of a stroll in the garden and was not in a hurry to take their lives. This was probably his most enjoyment. Once these people played, there was nothing that could stop the army of undead.

"Caiser, you disappointed me so much. It's only at this level. Forget it, let me end your life, or you are willing to give your soul to me and obtain immortality."

Westdrew walked towards Caesar step by step, and Caesar responded only by sneering, but he did not give up. The energy flowed rapidly in his body. Although his body was a little numb, his condition was still the best, but it took some time.

"Old undead, look at your current ghostly appearance, undead, undead, wrong, you are nothing now, just a poor worm, you have nothing!"

Westdrew's steps stopped, "Ghostly?"

Vesdrew's energy began to fluctuate, and this was the one he was most afraid of, but no one dared to comment on his current situation. Losing his body and losing the body of the undead was his greatest pain. He was no longer a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

A punch was blown out, and Caesar's body flew out, and a body that flashed into Vesdrew appeared behind Caesar, and a heavy leg hit Caesar's waist.

"I will torture you all to death little by little... Huh?"

Weisdrew carried Caesar in one hand and turned his head. It was strange that the archer he hated could still stand up.

"Let him go!"

Zhebi's voice was cold and his eyes looked as gloomy as hell.

Westdrew smiled and punched Caesar in the stomach. "So what if you don't let go, brotherly feelings, how touching it, come, let me see how much inspiration you can be."

As he said that, he punched again, and Caesar's body instantly swung up and was pulled back. He finally continued to have a little power and was blown away again, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Westdrew was jealous.

He and Arella were the same back then, but Arella died and his body was gone, and they only had endless emptiness. He wanted to wipe out this feeling with his own hands. This could bring him the greatest pleasure and prove that he still existed.

"Let him go!"

With a loud shout, Zhebi's body suddenly shone with silver light. A dazzling silver color was spreading, going down from the head until it covered Zhebi's entire body. Zhebi became a silver person.

But after Zhebe's whole body turned silver, his sense of position disappeared. Vesdrew was also stunned. It was impossible. Such a thing had never happened before. He could not even hide the speed of the evil Dragon Knight from him.

But when Zhebi stood there, Westdrew had no sense of position, as if the one standing there was just a phantom.

Now Tshebey's whole body was filled with a bone-cold silver color. His hands were stretched out, and the silver light shot between his hands. A long bow gradually formed, which was a bit like the shape of the Monaru bow.

But it was not exactly like it. The silver light flowed like liquid and gradually solidified, turning into a brand new silver bow.

This is the anger of Zhebi, the world's number one god bow that was passed down in later generations.

Westerru looked at the archer in front of him curiously. It was a strange variety. He took a very strange route, but his realm was amazing. All the masters, including him.

They all developed based on magic and fighting spirit. But the archer in front of him actually took a unique approach, but he was able to achieve the same goal.

Using human evaluation criteria, this is already a domain level, a new field expert, but so what? The domain level is also not worth mentioning in his eyes, let alone a newly promoted person.

The silver bow appeared and seemed to shake for a moment. Vesdrew was stunned. His arm was penetrated and Caesar fell from his hand.

Vesdrew smiled, and it was so strange that he could actually hurt him, but the hole in his arms was immediately made up for it. This injury was meaningless to him, and Vesdrew approached Zhebe step by step.

Zhebe did not retreat, and the silver light burst out. Wiesdrew's body seemed to be bombarded by raindrops. However, this situation was like raindrops falling into the calm water. Although it caused countless ripples, it was still calm afterwards. It was just a chance.

Westdrew blasted out as usual, and Zhebo did not move. The silver bow spread out, and the silver light gradually absorbed the power of space. The silver light enveloped the whole person. Westdrew was a little curious. Is this man really strong enough to ignore his attack?

But the result surprised Vesdrew. His fierce death energy hit the other party, and he did not react at all, and roars came from the ground.

At this time, Zhebe's arrow had been shot out, and the grand silver light immediately arrived in front of Vesdru's ground. Wherever the silver light went, it felt like it was frozen. Of course, this was not the ice magic freezing, but the attack on the soul. Vesdru had to defend himself. His hands were spread out, and the repulsive power field of the Immortal King was instantly launched. Zhebe's extremely fast and fierce arrow was slowing down. In just a blink of an eye, he stopped in front of the Immortal King. Vesdru took the silver arrow, narrowed his eyes slightly, and became even more curious. Is this the ability of creation? Energy materialization, this is a very amazing ability.

Unfortunately, he is still not his opponent.

With a wave of his hand, the death storm rushed towards Zhebe. Zhebe remained motionless, and the heart-piercing arrows shot continuously. Countless silver lights penetrated into Westerdru like needles. Westerdru failed again. This time, the attack was like the same as before, but it still didn't work.

What's going on!

No one has ever ignored his attack like this, but the Immortal King showed a strange smile on his face, as if he felt something was wrong.

Weisdrew's body disappeared and appeared in front of Zhebe instantly. Even if he was close to Zhebe, he could still launch an attack. Unfortunately, this level of attack was still pale in comparison in front of Weisdrew. Now it was Zebe's turn to be raised.

"Your ability should be to transfer energy. You have transferred the two attacks just now to the ground. It's such a wonderful ability."

Weisdru looked at Zhebei with a smile and punched him out. Sure enough, his power was transferred to him, but this ability was defective and he had to contact certain objects.

Naturally, Vesdrew would not be hurt by himself, while Zheber's body was parked in the air, "What can you do now!"

boom……

Zhebi's body was knocked away, and the silver light dimmed, but he was immediately pulled back. Westerru looked at Caesar, whose eyes were about to be on fire, "How about it, is it painful to see him being beaten? Hiss... What a reminiscent look, but do you have a way?"

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

The silver on Zhebe's body was fading, and each punch made Caesar extremely angry, but Westdrew enjoyed this feeling very much.

Caesar rushed, and at this time the others also took action. Carrasso, Ottoman, Shakespeare, and Raphael temporarily suppressed their injuries during this period. At this time, they could only fight to the death. Although there were enemies and friends in the relationship between everyone, they were now all angry by the Immortal King.

Whether it is stupid or ridiculous, the difference between life race and the undead is emotion. Westdrew has always been reluctant to admit it, but in fact he is already an undead creature.

Ottoman didn't care whether Zhebe was his enemy or not. At this moment, he just wanted to use the Grim Reaper's stinky head to cut off Vesdrew's stinky head and kick it as a ball.

The problem is that everyone can only think about it. Without the help of the evil dragon and the golden dragon, the strength of the two was sharply reduced.

Vesdrew only released an energy explosion, and everyone was bombarded.

Rumble...

The five people bounced back and fell heavily to the ground. Caesar also enjoyed special treatment and another heavy punch. Wester looked at the sky with some emotion. Although he created this battlefield, he was still nostalgic. Unfortunately, this feeling is gone forever.

The seal of the Qinglong seal has disappeared!

The energy of Vesdrew suddenly increased, but the endless pressure stood there and the people could not move. Only then did they realize how ridiculous the plan this time was. Vesdrew's power was far beyond their imagination. The accumulation of thousands of years has put him to a limit, which they could not surpass.

"The game is over, you are the first one!"

The Immortal King's hand penetrated Zhebi's chest and went out casually, dong, dong, dong.

Zhebi's body fell to the ground, twitched twice, but did not get up.

Caesar's mind exploded in an instant. This was the second time. The first time he could choose to forget, and this time he wanted to forget that everything in front of him was fake, but he was still very clear. The scene just now was so clear, as if it was piercing his body.
Chapter completed!