The quality trainer of the elf world

In the cold hall, the three elves looked at each other coldly.

The eyes of this sickle helmet were full of fear and hesitation towards the two brand new elves.

In terms of strength alone, it was still at an absolute high point, crushing the two elves by a huge margin, but in terms of momentum, it was completely unable to compete with the two elves.

Those two pairs of eyes were like a calm lake with no waves, but as if just throwing a stone into it would cause the entire lake to churn crazily, setting off huge waves that would swallow up everything.

They are telling it: You must die today!

Sickle Helm glanced at the super tablet behind him and was unwilling to leave. It didn't believe that the two elves could beat it. Even if it evolved, Daozu would still be Daozu, and fish would still be fish.

The scarlet compound eyes narrowed, and the cold light seemed to arrive in front of the two elves.

Cross scissors!

Seeing this, the two elves looked at each other and made an instant decision.

Three shadow balls hit the sword light respectively, slowing down the forward speed of the sickle helmet. At the same time, with both hands clenched, a giant scythe condensed with evil energy appeared out of thin air and collided with the sword light that was shot quickly.

"when!"

Both elves were knocked away. Sickle Helm flipped in the air, stabilized his body, and landed safely. Ghost Stone also climbed out of the stone after smashing two stone pillars.

He patted the dust off his body, touched the giant scythe with his sword finger, turned the sword into a sword, roared, and struck again.

Neither of the two elves were injured, but it was telling.

In other words, there is absolutely no way for the sickle helmet to kill the opponent.

"This is impossible!" Sickle Helmet and Ghost Stone became more and more frightened as they fought, and couldn't help shouting.

Even if it evolves, it is still at the Overlord level. Coupled with the power of absorbing the super stone slab all the year round, it is stronger than the average Overlord level. How could it not be able to deal with an elf who has just been promoted to the Elite level!

The other Gueran Weng has already been blocked before it joins the battlefield. How can he have exclusive use of the super stone?

Ghost Stone held the big sword and kept slashing at the sickle helmet, his eyes full of indifference.

Sure enough, Weng had told it just now that Feng Mian was not completely dead yet and it could still be saved, but this was not the reason for Sickle Helm to live!

It must die!

Ghoststone will use the head and blood of this Scythe Helm to prove his strength as a trainer!

That's someone you should never mess with!

Ghost Stone slashed diagonally with his sword again, but Sickle Helmet blocked it with the back of his blade. The next second, three shadow balls erupted from its mouth, hitting Sickle Helmet's chest, and exploded with a series of roars.

Without waiting for the smoke to dissipate, the two elves fought together, the sound of "Dangdang" was endless.

Three minutes later, Ghost Stone flew out and spat a mouthful of poison towards the sickle helmet, but unfortunately it was dodged.

After all, its strength is far inferior to that of the Sickle Helm. It's already remarkable that it can attack for 3 minutes.

Ghost Stone glanced at the sickle helmet unwillingly, dispersed the condensed sword of "raid", hugged Feng Mian's body and walked towards Xiao Ju'er's position, not caring about the scarlet sword light slashing behind him.

"Give me a breath." It said calmly to the air behind it.

No one responded.

But this is the response.

After gathering energy, the strength of the sickle helmet increased again. The speed was like lightning passing by, incredibly fast. The blades on the forelimbs slashed alternately. The terrifying insect-type energy was accumulated on the blade, and it leaped high. , the whole palace was shaking.

Wherever the sword light passed, everything was opened. It cut from the ceiling of the hall and extended all the way to Ghost Stone's head. Only half a meter away, this ruined hall would be cut from the middle by the sickle helmet. split into two.

But, it can't cut anymore.

Because the Sure enough Weng took action.

No hands, no weapons, just standing there, the sword that could kill the same level with all its strength was blocked by its body!

The Gueran Weng was glowing red all over and was as steady as a rock. The blade struck it without breaking any skin.

The super tablet floated above its head at some unknown time, slowly rotating, and strands of super power floated into Guo Ranweng's body, providing it with energy.

Sickle Helm was shocked. It kept trying to touch the super-power slate, but unfortunately it was bounced away. Why could that Guo Ran Weng do it?

Immediately it suddenly realized that this was a super power slate, which could probably only be obtained by super elves. This was also the reason why the ghost restrained it.

Just when Sickle Helmet was still thinking about whether to escape, Weng moved.

One punch.

It was just a light punch hitting Sickle Helmet's abdomen.

"Crack!" There was a sound, and its armor had never been damaged, and even after eating so many swords and shadow balls from Guis, it still had no scars.

At this moment, it shattered!

So vulnerable.

It was like an ant that had been knocked away and plunged dozens of meters into the stone wall. There was no part of the body that was not free of pain.

Before he could get up from the rocks, Guoran Weng had already teleported in front of him. The sickle helmet neighed hurriedly and opened his mouth, and a white energy beam spurted towards Guo Ranweng's face.

Destroy the dead light!

However, still useless.

The dazzling rainbow light suddenly appeared, and sure enough, Weng was wearing a mirror coat, as if a god descended from the earth, blocking out all the destructive and death light without leaking a single bit.

He punched the beam of light, directly shattering the lower jaw of the sickle helmet, and the white light suddenly stopped.

Sickle Helm was completely panicked. He cut a gap in the hard stone wall with one knife, turned around and ran away at an extremely fast speed.

It's scared!It was roaring in its heart.

What kind of monster is that Guisi and Guoranweng!Just one person died, and they both evolved. Not only that, their strength was so exaggerated.

It has seen undefeated people at the same level, but this is the first time it has seen someone crushed by a higher level. How can this not be a ghost!

But it didn't know, didn't know Feng Mian's position in the hearts of the two elves.

That is a close friend worth protecting with your life!A lifelong friend!

This sickle helmet must die!

With the sickle helmet and sword dance on his body, he was already a hundred meters away in one second.

Sure enough, Weng sneered, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Sickle Helm in an instant. Sen Luo's voice made his hair stand on end.

"Do you think you can get out alive?"

In Sickle Helm's eyes, Sure enough, Weng's whole body was wrapped in the aura of death, like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss.

With a slight elbow, the force penetrated from the back of the sickle helmet to the front chest, bursting out a bunch of blood flowers, just like Feng Mian who had just been pierced by it.

The sickle helmet screamed loudly in pain, fell to the ground and rolled over.

"Does it hurt? That person didn't even hum. So..." Sure enough, Weng smashed its two forelimbs with a punch, and the roar spread throughout the ruins.

"What qualifications do you have to shout out——!!!"

He grabbed the sickle helmet's throat and withdrew its vocal organ so that it could no longer make any noise.

Sure enough, Weng returned to the hall carrying the half-dead sickle helmet with all its limbs broken, and threw it into a corner like trash.