Chapter 249 Cut Five, Cut Six!

Abao is closest to Long Haoyu.

Feeling the changes in Long Haoyu at this time, his eyes shone with a very unexpected light.

After a brief surprise, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile involuntarily.

Seeing Long Haoyu's transformation at this time, I felt as satisfied as I could be, and even eagerness to try appeared in his black eyes.

Long Haoyu raised his sword and his expression became much more indifferent.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a war machine without any emotions, with only the belief in destroying all opponents in his eyes.

The originally very calm eyes now turned one eye golden, and the other eye turned black-purple.

Including the 40% increase in Wufeng's 40% increase in spiritual power, which was only available to the Glory Knight, all began to change in color at this time.

The wings should have been golden, but at this time, half of the wings were still golden, while the other half of the wings had turned into the same color as the eyes.

even……

There are also strange lines on the half of the wings that turned black and purple.

The blood of humans and the blood of the heaven-defying demon dragon clan.

In an instant, Long Haoyu's limbs and bones were completely armed.

All the power is developed at this moment.

The maximum that spiritual power can reach also reaches its peak at this time.

Not only that, the set of armor that Yang Haoyu sent down was also attached to his body silently.

The little white beast huddled in its armor, and all the amplification effects were applied to Long Haoyu at this moment.

"A very familiar smell."

"No wonder I'm so interested in you."

"You are making me more and more excited!"

Abao roared in a low voice. Seeing Long Haoyu's transformation, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

The very familiar aura aroused his mood at this moment, and his entire madness and arrogance reached its peak at this moment.

The throbbing in his blood made him unable to suppress the desire to fight deep in his body.

"Brother Haochen, isn't this the power of the boss' spiritual furnace again?" Lin Xin was dumbfounded and felt a creepy feeling when he saw Long Haoyu's transformation at this time.

Lin Xin was very creepy. Wang Yuanyuan and Sima Xian were also creepy. They always felt that Long Haoyu was very dangerous at this time.

Only Cai'er, at this time, was looking at the very blurry figure intently, as if she wanted to see everything clearly.

Long Haochen took a deep breath: "It should be the power of my brother's spiritual furnace, but is he forcefully using a power that he cannot control now?"

Everyone didn't understand. They had never seen Long Haoyu like this before, which made them feel uneasy in their hearts.

Just when they were all very uneasy, the three demon gods headed by An Luoxian also had a creepy feeling at the moment.

As demons and the most powerful beings among the demons, they felt palpitated by the power displayed by Long Haoyu at this moment.

In a daze, they seemed to have understood what the Demon God Emperor's original words meant.

The frightening throbbing filled their limbs and bones.

Without exception, I didn't dare to speak out my guess at this moment.

That kind of...

Enough power to make them worship.

That kind of...

It’s enough to make them unable to resist any resistance!

"bring it on!"

At this time, Abao gave a low drink.

The purple giant sword met Long Haoyu's Wufeng and slashed hard.

There is no bells and whistles, just like a very barbaric hand-to-hand combat.

The purple sword edge landed heavily on Wu Feng.

After completely releasing the coexistence of the two bloods that he could control, the indifference in Long Haoyu's eyes was very strong.

Without the slightest dodge, he held Wufeng in both hands and forcibly hit his uncle's Purple Dragon Jingtian Sword head-on.

As if time has stopped, black and purple blend together.

Abao maintained his forward posture, while Long Haoyu maintained his position of standing still.

Terrifying air waves erupted from the clashing Purple Dragon Jingtian Sword and Wufeng.

Golden, purple, and black rays of light mixed together.

The terrifying air wave completely engulfed the surrounding area.

There was a depression in the ground, and sand and soil flew into the sky.

"These familiar powers in you make me even more excited, but your current strength is not enough!"

"If your strength is only this much, then you and your teammates will all die here today."

"I will keep my promise to let you go after you win, but I will also keep my promise to keep you all after you lose."

Long Haoyu was very calm.

Abao's cold words echoed in his ears.

It seems that if you don't hear it, you will still be as peaceful as you are.

The golden and black eyes stared at Abao mercilessly at this moment, and a sentence floated out of his lips.

"It's just a fight, and it's not yet time for you to make the final decision."

Then, his tone paused, and a few more words were squeezed out from the gap between his lips.

"Cut five and open the mountain!"

The four words are in order.

As these four words were squeezed out from the gap between Long Haoyu's lips, Abao frowned suddenly.

In an instant, he felt that the spiritual power in Long Haoyu began to surge towards a very terrifying level.

On top of the black bladeless blade, a violent blade burst out from the dog-gnawing sawtooth.

Abao pressed down on the Purple Dragon Jingtian Sword, and relied on the collision between the Purple Dragon Jingtian Sword and Wufeng to retreat a distance behind.

An inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly lingered in his heart, causing him to pursue his instincts and react like this.

The moment it retreated, a half-moon black sword light erupted from Wu Feng.

The speed was so fast that it flew straight towards the night sky without giving anyone any time to react.

If he were that instant at night, this black sword light would tear his body apart.

He dodged in time and watched as the black sword light disappeared into the night sky, with the remaining spiritual power on its trajectory.

Abao's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he began to look seriously at Long Haoyu.

Such a move seems extremely simple, but it is an ultimate use of spiritual power.

The half-moon sword arc is like the waning moon competing for its glory.

However……

Before he could completely calm down, Long Haoyu pursued the victory again.

The black Wu Feng intertwined a cross mark in front of him, but it was not the low-level knight skill Cross Slash, but the sword light of the waning moon condensed in the air just now.

Two waning moon sword lights came rapidly, one after the other.

At the same time, there was also Long Haoyu's even colder voice.

"Zhanliu·Duanyue!"