Chapter 875 Dragons vs. the World (9)

Smoke is everywhere inside the Dragon Clan, and the battle outside the Dragon Clan is also in full swing. Although the Dragon Clan is powerful, there are too many enemies, and the war is extremely tense.

Zhou Deli held a big sword and charged left and right among the enemy troops. It is not known how many people he killed, but the clothes on his body had been stained countless times with blood. At this time, when the breeze blew, a thick

The fishy smell.

However, the knife in his hand did not have a curled blade, and it did not even have a chip. It was indeed a treasured knife that even Chen Mo praised. He didn't know where he got it from.

He was a little tired from killing, so he left the battlefield and rested on a big rock on the top of the mountain. He had to recover as soon as possible before he could join the battle again.

"Are you Chen Mo?" Not long after he sat down cross-legged, a charming woman sat on a big tree next to him.

The woman's facial features are exquisite, her figure is hot, and the touch of white on her protruding and upturned chest makes people unable to take their eyes away. She is wearing a bright red tights, like a beautiful rose.

When she was little, people in the town called her Rose, but since she was insulted by the town's priest when she was eight years old, she killed the priest and became Murat, the god of death.

She is the leader of the Western underground organization, Murat, the God of Death.

This extremely good-looking woman gave Zhou Deli a dangerous aura, which made him start to be vigilant and at the same time seize the time to regain his strength.

"But... this is different from the way you appeared in the sky that day!" Murat murmured: "Are there many guys as powerful as Chen Mo in the Dragon Clan?"

Murat thought for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer, so he said in frustration: "Forget it! I don't care if you are Chen Mo or not, just kill him."

She sat on a branch, her legs swaying slightly, and her posture was actually more innocent than an innocent girl, and more innocent than an innocent child.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but it gave people an irresistible charm.

To put it in layman's terms, Murat is really a monster who charms people to death and doesn't pay for his life.

"You used a knife?" Murat thought of Gesius's broken arm, frowned slightly, and put away his thoughts of taking action.

She clapped her hands and said, "I've been waiting for so long, it's time for the good show to begin!"

The way she said this was like a grumbling, complaining child, which was really cute.

Around the stone where Zhou Deli was sitting cross-legged, twenty-one warriors holding giant swords appeared. Each of them was covered in muscles, with hungry wolf-like eyes in their eyes. The violent fluctuations of vitality around them showed that each of them

They are all practitioners with extraordinary cultivation.

That's right, this is Murat's God-Slaying Group, her biggest trump card in the Western underground world. It corresponds to the dragon clan's cultivation realm, with a total of twenty-one golden elixir masters.

And they all seemed to be monks with infinite strength.

Murat pointed to one of the monks and said: "You."

So the monk pulled out the giant sword stuck in the soil and walked towards Zhou Deli step by step. Every step would leave a deep footprint on the ground. He was gathering momentum. As long as he walked in front of Zhou Deli, he would slash

What comes out is bound to be a violent attack.

Zhou Deli raised his eyebrows. This woman who appeared out of nowhere gave people a dangerous aura, and could also recruit twenty-one golden elixir masters to use her. Her methods and mentality must be extremely terrifying. This would be

It's a bloody battle, and you're likely to die.

However, he did not feel afraid or nervous. His heart was like a wave on the surface of a lake. As early as when he entered the forbidden area, he had already put his life and death aside. Even if he was really going to die, so what?

Although Zhou Deli's vitality has not yet recovered, he is still ready to take action. If he waits any longer, he may not be able to block the enemy's sword.

He stood up from the boulder and slowly pulled out the big knife from his back.

Although the sword is very big, it still looks a bit delicate compared to the giant sword used by Wai Guoren, who is tall and strong.

Draw the knife and chop!

A blade of light followed Zhou Deli's sword and struck towards the monk.

Of course, Brother Wai Guoren would not wait to be chopped down. Although he had not yet fully accumulated his strength, in his opinion, he could still cut this skinny dragon monkey in half.

With a slash of the sword, a blood-red blade flew towards the blade.

"Qiang!"

The energy emitted by the sword did not explode, but instead made a sound of metal and metal clashing. This was a very precise expression of the control of vitality. The vitality was concentrated in a line, ensuring maximum lethality.

Monk Wai Guoren was a little surprised. He had been preparing for a long time before he could strike out with such a sword. How could a dragon reptile achieve such an effect with a casual slash? Are you kidding!

I saw Zhou Deli swinging his broadsword repeatedly, and a total of three blades like before appeared and slashed at the monk Wai Guoren.

Brother Wai Guoren was shocked, raised his giant sword and tried to block it.

"Qiang!"

The giant sword broke at the sound, and Wai Guoren was so frightened that he lost his soul. The remaining half of the giant sword in his hand was like a fire, blocking his head again, and finally blocked Zhou Deli's first sword.

"Pfft."

A deep knife mark suddenly appeared on Wai Guoren's chest, which penetrated from his back and went straight to the woman on the big tree.

"Crack!"

Another blade flew towards him. At this time, the monk Wai Guoren had been seriously injured by Zhou Deli's blade, and there was no more red flame on the blade.

The remaining giant sword was cut off again, and continued forward, cutting off half of the crooked nut monk's head.

The red and white ones immediately flowed down together.

But the sword that struck Murat seemed to disappear without a trace. Even Zhou Deli himself did not find out how the woman in red defused his sword, although the sword penetrated Brother Wai Guoren first.

But it still has some power. The woman in red can disappear it silently, which makes Zhou Deli even more vigilant.

"Boom!" Brother Wai Guoren fell on his back, splashing a burst of dust on the ground. The whole process took less than thirty seconds.

The monk Wai Guoren died so miserably, but the companions around him didn't even blink, like cold-blooded and ruthless animals.

"Bah bang bang." Murat clapped her white and tender hands and applauded Zhou Deli's wonderful performance.

"It's really surprising. I never thought that there would be such a powerful master as you in the Dragon Clan. You are so outstanding."

Murat jumped down from the branch, and her fiery figure drew a graceful arc in the air. She walked to a position three feet away from Zhou Deli and stood there. She put her hands behind her back and said with an innocent smile: "How about you follow me?"

Murat licked his tongue and said: "As long as it is what you want, I will satisfy you."
Chapter completed!