i am not the elf king

Chapter 517 Go to hell!

To say that he is blessed, Sun Tianlong's luck can also be called unique. When the ruins were opened, he was lucky to get a godhead. With the help of the family elders, he absorbed it quickly, and his strength also improved rapidly. Just broke through the holy level and reached the middle stage of the current holy level.

It's just that there is a saying in this world that says to admit it or not!Tong Le was promoted to the middle stage of the holy rank in the same short period of time without the help of the godhead.And his characteristics haven't changed at all, when he doesn't make a move, no one can tell what his cultivation is.

Now Sun Tianlong is like this, even if he knows that Tong Le is already a saint, he is not too afraid, as if he has forgotten the previous hegemony competition, Tong Le can defeat him even when his level is lower than him.

"Hey, you've made great progress! You've been able to threaten me after a short time! But your achievements are over!" Sun Tianlong snorted softly, clenched the big sword with both hands, and the blade spit out the sword mango.

Tong Le didn't say a word, and rushed up again with a sway of his body. He was going to kill Sun Tianlong now, so what else was there to say, a fight was just a fight, and talking so much nonsense would not increase his strength.

This time, the claw stab in Tong Le's hand was replaced by a dagger, and he rushed forward and stabbed Sun Tianlong's neck. A sense of oppression.

Seeing the dagger stabbing towards him, Sun Tianlong found strangely that he could not dodge it, as if he was locked, not the kind of mental lock, but the body could not move the position at all, this kind of lock is It can only be done by one level higher than yourself.

He didn't believe that Tong Le could be a level higher than himself, so he yelled and slashed forward with the big sword.He didn't choose to save himself, but directly chose to attack. If Tong Le didn't stop, this sword could split him in half.

Tong Le dodged sideways the moment the big sword approached, and the dagger in his hand turned into a three-foot long sword. The sword exuded a cold golden light, and stabbed at Sun Tianlong's wrist holding the sword twice.

These two swords were extremely fast, and they reached Sun Tianlong's wrist in the blink of an eye.Sun Tianlong was startled, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the big sword retracted a little, barely blocking Tong Le's attack.Sweeping towards Tong Le's waist with the blade of the sword, his three-foot long sword was still stretched out.

Tong Le didn't panic at all, let go and threw the long sword, and a big knife appeared in front of him in the other hand, blocking Sun Tianlong's sword, and swung the blade obliquely at Sun Tianlong's abdomen past.

Sun Tianlong retreated immediately, his body twirled in the air, and the big sword was slashed from top to bottom, and he shouted: "High-level combat skills, broken spirit!"

I saw that the sword energy on Sun Tianlong's big sword seemed to condense into substance, and flew out when Sun Tianlong swung the big sword, and soon condensed into the shape of a soul body and flew towards Tong Le. When Tong Le was in front of him, he had already turned into a soul body composed of countless sword blades.

The broadsword in Tong Le's hand changed again, this time it turned into a spear, his aura suddenly rose, and the spear was glowing red.Tong Le waved the spear in a round shape, and the impenetrable shadow of the spear completely blocked Sun Tianlong's sword blade.

High-level combat skills are enough to pose a threat to the holy class, but under Tong Le's moves, it seems that they don't exist, and they don't threaten Tong Le at all.On the contrary, it was Tong Le's moves that caused psychological pressure on Sun Tianlong.

He couldn't see the attributes of Tong Le's move, and he didn't know how to break it. Now Tong Le is completely on the defensive, but he can feel that this move is not over yet. Can he really block the subsequent attack?

At this moment, Sun Tianlong thought of retreating. From the few fights just now, he already knew that he was no longer Tong Le's opponent.Tong Le, a magician, used melee combat to make himself, a middle-stage saint-level fighter, helpless, so he was even less likely to be Tong Le's opponent in long-range.

"Don't be too arrogant, this is the palace of the Thunder Empire, and you will die without a place to bury you!" Sun Tianlong has already sensed a few powerful auras rushing towards this side, and his mouth became a little bit harder .

"Go to hell!" Tong Le roared, the spear suddenly stopped, pointed at Sun Tianlong, and the crimson light blade turned into a beam of light and shot straight at Sun Tianlong's heart.

Sun Tianlong followed with a cold snort, with the big sword guarding his chest, his body was full of fighting spirit, and he took Tong Le's blow abruptly.Being hit by the red light blade, he flew upside down for hundreds of meters, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

This blow has already injured Sun Tianlong, but Tong Le has no intention of stopping. The spear turned into a sledgehammer, the space shifted to Sun Tianlong, and he was lifted up with a hammer, and Sun Tianlong lost control of his body after being picked up , eyes widened in horror.

The murderous aura in Tong Le's eyes became more intense, and he raised the sledgehammer over his head and smashed it at Sun Tianlong. Tong Le concentrated all his strength on the sledgehammer, and the sledgehammer also burst into dazzling golden light. Sun Tianlong, who was unable to dodge and resist, was bound to be seriously injured.

Sun Tianlong also knew this, but his body was completely out of control, even if he wanted to avoid it, he had no choice but to watch the sledgehammer fall.

Just when Sun Tianlong thought he was going to die, suddenly there was another person in front of him. This person just raised his hand and swung his fist, which hit the falling sledgehammer.The seemingly random punch did not have much reaction or movement when it came into contact with the sledgehammer.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between the fist and the sledgehammer. The sledgehammer did not continue to go down, and the fist did not make an inch of progress, so the stalemate persisted.

Tong Le's face turned red, and he used all his strength to press down on the sledgehammer, but no matter what he did, the sledgehammer still didn't move at all, as if it had already hit the ground.

"The strength is good, but the strength is too low!" The person who blocked Tong Le said contemptuously, his fist lit up, and Tong Le even flew out with a sledgehammer like a kite.

"Great Elder, you are here!" Sun Tianlong saw the person in front of him clearly, and suddenly called out in surprise. He thought he was going to die, but now it seems that Tong Le is going to die.

"You really don't live up to it. How can you say that you are also a saint, how can you be beaten so helplessly?" The man snorted softly, and waved his hand to let Sun Tianlong leave.

Because after Tong Le flew upside down, he rushed up again immediately, looking reckless, staring at Sun Tianlong. If eyes could kill, Sun Tianlong would probably have died many times.

"Don't overestimate yourself, moths fly into the flames! Tianlong, you go back to the family first, I'll finish him off." The man waved his hand and punched Tong Le, who became a broken kite again.

(End of this chapter)