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Chapter 852 Unstoppable! 【Please customize】

It can be said that most of the fighting places on the battlefield can clearly see the decline of the demons belonging to Mirar.

All the demons in Miral's hands belonged to a group of rabble recruited temporarily.

On the other hand, some of the demons in Mesfeet's hands belong to elite demon soldiers and have good weapons and armor.

Therefore, the demons belonging to Mirar on the battlefield have already shown their decline.

If the battle continues like this, the demon army on Miral's side may be defeated.

On the battlefield, Messfield became more and more ferocious.

He rode on a flaming horse, with a suffocating aura, waving the sharp mace in his hand, and there was no ordinary demon in front of him that could resist.

Some demons belonging to Mirar saw the fierce Messfit, and couldn't help but show a trace of fear in their eyes.

When the demon Anson saw this scene, he couldn't help being furious.

He moved his legs and ran towards Messfield with a broadsword seized from an enemy.

A soldier belonging to Mesfeet stopped in front of the demon Anson, and he tried to kill the demon Anson.

The demon Anson roared, cut the soldier in half at the waist, and continued to run towards Messfield.

The soldier's two-part corpse flew into the surrounding demon soldiers, making the demons who belonged to the demon Miral recover a little bit.

The fierce Mephisto quickly noticed this scene, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

With his legs tucked into the flame horse's waist, he drove the flame horse and rushed towards the demon Anson.

The demons along the way couldn't dodge a little, and were knocked away alive by the flaming horse he was riding, and then died.

There are even more unfortunate demons, who are trampled into meat sauce by the strong forefoot of the flame horse.

Mephistopheles' actions were seen by the demon Anson, and the demon Anson felt a burst of emptiness in his heart.

He stiffened his hair and continued to rush forward, killing the enemy demon soldiers around him at the same time.

Demon Anson is a black iron demon warrior, and Mephistopheles riding a flaming horse has surpassed Demon Anson in strength.

But when the demon Anson saw his own demons, he couldn't resist Mephisto's attack.

Therefore, he must personally go up to resist Messfield's offensive.

Otherwise, the rabble gathered under the subordinates might suffer a major defeat due to the problem of morale.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in the heart of the demon Anson, but he could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Death to me."

The demon Anson roared, his whole body was boiling with blood, the blue veins on his hands burst out, and he slashed at the front legs of the oncoming flaming horse with all his strength.

This blow can be said to be Anson's sword that surpassed his usual strength.

If this knife slashed the front legs of the flaming horse that Mesfeet was riding, it might really miss its forefoot.

And when the flame horse stumbles, Messfield will fall from the horse.

At that time, Mesfeet, who lost the flaming horse, will certainly not have the power he has now!

Demon Anson thought very well, he seemed to have seen this handsome flaming horse cut off his front legs by himself, and couldn't help grinning.

After that, his complexion changed drastically.

I saw that this handsome flaming horse seemed to be aware of the danger, and the two huge amounts of horse eyes couldn't help showing a mocking look.

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