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Chapter 141: Battle of the Angels

"That's great. Finally, among us humans, there is someone who can fight against these damn Shadow Clan."

"The God of Death, avenge us. They want to use the entire city as sacrifices to make the Shadow Clan descend."

The Shadow Clan is arrogant and uses its absolute strength to kill everyone who dares to resist, making many people despair. But as soon as Xia Jun appeared, he killed four people from the Shadow Clan in a row, almost like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Hope was rekindled in people's hearts.

Xia Jun's fighting power also shocked the rest of the Shadow Clan, and then made them angry. The tyrannical Shadow Clan was actually killed by an ant in succession. This was a shame.

The eyes of the strange young man finally shifted to Xia Jun. His face was still extremely arrogant. He stopped the impulse of other tribesmen and looked at Xia Jun and said: "I didn't expect that this weak earth also has people like you.

Strong man, use your full strength to fight me. I hope you can catch my punch."

"Just one punch? You think too highly of yourself. Today, I swear here that once I am strong enough, I will kill your entire Shadow Clan and avenge the deaths of all the compatriots in the city!" Xia Jun's eyes were blood red and he solemnly swore.

The Shadow Clan, in order to come to Earth, actually wanted to massacre everyone in Yucheng and use them as sacrifices to the gods. This violated Xia Jun's bottom line.

If he is strong enough, Shadow Clan must be destroyed!

"Damn ant, how dare you speak such arrogant words!" A group of Shadow Clan were furious. In their eyes, Xia Jun was just an ant who could be easily crushed to death. And this man actually dared to say such a thing in front of them.

What a great shame.

"Kill him, imprison his soul, and let his soul endure the calcining of hellfire forever!" Mr. Ying was also furious, looking at Xia Jun with blazing eyes.

Even the face of the demonic young man changed a little at this time. His eyes were dark, with a faint glow of blood inside. He said with a ferocious expression: "Very good, I was still considering it. If you can take a punch from me,

Just let you be a dog by my side! Now, I have changed my mind. I will personally crush every bone in your body and then cut out your tongue!"

"kill!"

Xia Jun stopped talking and took advantage of the strange young man's words to launch the attack first. He sensed the extreme danger from this shadow clan and had to go all out.

A huge half-moon-shaped sword energy slashed across the sky and blasted towards the demonic young man. At the same time, Shadow Step was activated, Xia Jun's body instantly approached the demonic young man, and he was about to start a close combat.

"Hmph! Firefly's light is only a level five skill, but you dare to show off in front of me!"

A trace of contempt flashed across the face of the demonic young man. With just a very ordinary punch, he smashed the sword energy into pieces, and then he punched Xia Jun in the face with another punch.

Although Xia Jun's shadow step was very fast, in the eyes of the demonic young man, it was countless times slower. To an outsider, it looked as if Xia Jun's body was actively hitting the young man's fist.

Xia Jun's expression changed, and then he roared, the Tiger Soul Saber shook slightly, and a bright sword flashed, slashing at the young man's fist.

boom!

The fist and the blade touched, causing a dull explosion. An invisible shock wave was formed, forcing Xia Jun's body to retreat wildly, leaving three deep footprints on the ground in succession.

However, the body of the strange young man was swaying slightly, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, motionless.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the Holy Son. With just one punch, you knocked that ant away!" A group of Shadow Tribe people all looked respectful and looked at the monster young man with awe.

"Can't even the God of Death stop that Shadow Clan? This person is really terrifying!" The crowd also exclaimed, and many people's faces began to show a trace of despair.

After being knocked back three steps, Xia Jun did not lose heart. The attack just now was just a tentative attack. He just wanted to see the strength gap between himself and this Shadow Clan youth.

The result of the competition also made Xia Jun very satisfied. Although his basic attack power was slightly weaker than that of the young man, Xia Jun was not discouraged because he was currently less than level 20, while the monster youth opposite him had already exceeded the level of 20.

It has reached level 20. Its own attributes are only stronger than others.

"Come again!"

Xia Jun stabilized his body and stepped forward. Powerful power came from his feet, and even the ground trembled slightly. A flash of bright sword light appeared again, and he slashed towards the strange young man.

"Ant, no matter how many times you come again, it will be the same! Get out of here!" The strange young man sneered and looked at Xia Jun with disdain. However, his hands moved very quickly, and his fist roared out, and it actually reflected a little brilliance in the sunlight.

Many people discovered that his hands actually had a pair of translucent fists, forming a layer of membrane. This was the reason why the young man dared to fight the blade with his fists.

bump!

The fist and the blade collided violently again, and a series of sparks flew up. A huge force surged out. Xia Jun's eyes flashed with golden light, and the Eye of Insight was activated. The power increased by 80%, and the basic attack power instantly entered the eighth level.

, the monster youth who was beaten continuously retreated, leaving a line of deep footprints on the ground.

"What, what kind of attack was that? The Holy Son was beaten back a few steps!" A group of Shadow Clan exclaimed, obviously unable to believe this fact. The Holy Son of the Shadow Clan has challenged countless masters without even taking a step back, but today, he actually

Being repulsed!

"God of Death! Come on!"

The survivors of Yucheng cheered loudly. Xia Jun's punch dispelled their fear and made the crowd boil.

"You are nothing more than that! With your strength, you still dare to come to earth and run wild!"

After forcing the strange young man back with a single blow, Xia Jun sarcastically said without mercy, returning all the contempt the Shadow Clan had for the Earthlings just now.

The face of the demonic young man suddenly changed color, but his dark eyes were still full of arrogance. He walked up again and said coldly: "Very good, although I only used the seventh level of strength, but you alone

Ant, it's an honor for you to be able to force me back! Now, in the name of my shadow, I grant you death!"

"Seal of God!"

The demonic young man, named Shadow Wuqing, is truly ruthless and is the strongest of the young generation of the Shadow Clan. Now, he has been forced to retreat by an ant-like earthling. It is extremely ironic!

Ying Wuqing became angry. He closed his hands and released a dark light. Two mysterious runes condensed out. One of them pointed at himself, and the other pointed at Xia Jun.

Xia Jun just felt an inexplicable chill all over his body, as if he had been branded by something, but he did not feel hurt. It was just that a mysterious black rune appeared above his and Ying Wuqing's heads, floating in the sky.

Xia Jun suddenly felt a little creepy. Such an attack was too weird. The skill was not like a skill, and the mental attack was not like a mental attack. Could it be that Ying Qingqing used it just to scare him?

"Doesn't it feel weird, you ignorant ant!" Ying Qingqing's expression was very arrogant, and he looked at Xia Jun with a very playful look in his eyes. He kept chanting spells in his mouth, constantly activating the runes on his head.

Xia Jun did not expect Ying Qingqing to explain. He pointed at the old Ying not far away and ordered sternly: "Old dog, tell me, what is the mark of God!"

"Ant, how dare you talk to me like this!" Shadow Boss was furious, looking at Xia Jun with cold eyes, but the guardian clan has the obligation to answer the questions of the tester, especially since he is also the guardian clan of the mission temple, even though he was holding his breath in his heart

, Ying Lao is still very unwilling.

Said: "The Seal of God, this is the secret method of the Holy Son of our clan. As long as both parties are locked by the runes, they must engage in a life-and-death fight! If you lose, your life and soul will be converted into energy and absorbed by the Holy Son! The same is true.

, if you win, the Holy Son will also encounter rune backlash!"

"But you ant, you have no hope of winning! The Holy Son of our clan has used this skill to challenge ninety-nine Sanren masters, and you will become the hundredth!"

"What a vicious method!"

Xia Jun's eyes turned cold when he heard this. He felt that this mark of God was more like an evil method. The loser would not only lose his life, but also his soul would never be reincarnated.

No wonder this shadow has been reluctant to kill the Black Prince. His purpose is to wait for the human master to appear, then kill him, absorb his life and soul, and become stronger!

"cut!"

Xia Jun did not dare to neglect and wanted to interrupt Ying Wuqing's evil spell. He moved quickly, forming a series of afterimages and rushed towards Ying Wuqing.

But at this moment, Ying Wuqing had finished casting the runes. The black runes above his head suddenly lit up. At the same time, Ying Qingqing also moved. When he raised his eyes, his eyes turned into two terrifying black holes.

He looked at Xia Jun so coldly.

"Ant, you are honored to be the hundredth master to die in my hands! Catch my punch, dark light wave!"

"Buzz!"

Circles of dark halo emerged from Ying Wuqing's body, and then gathered on Ying Wuqing's fist, forming a spiral beam of light that roared out.

Wherever the light beam passed, a deep ravine was plowed out on the ground, and the soil and bricks in it were instantly vaporized and annihilated in the air.

"Kill!" Faced with the terrifying light wave impact, Xia Jun looked indifferent, but secretly, he quickly took out the glory wristband from the ring and quickly put it on. Suddenly, his basic attack power increased again, reaching the peak of level eight.

stage.

With just one knife, the shock wave in front of him was cut in half. However, Xia Jun's figure, with an afterimage, broke through the middle and resolved the blow.

"What, actually one knife broke the dark light wave! This human being is unexpectedly powerful!" The Shadow Clan people were shocked, and there was a hint of trembling in their words.

"The Holy Son of the Shadow Clan is nothing more than that! If you only have this means, then I will accept your life!" After defeating the dark light wave, Xia Jun continued to step forward, taking one step at a time, and his killing intent continued to gather.

, ready to launch the final blow.

"Damn it, I still underestimated you. I didn't expect that there is a master like you among the ants. Now you are worthy of being my opponent." Ying Qingqing's face was extremely ugly, and his dark eyes flashed with an extremely gloomy look.

The aura of death. A mysterious emblem appeared on his forehead.

Then, a pressure as heavy as a mountain emitted from Ying Qingqing's body. The Ying Lao next to him was suddenly surprised and lost his voice: "How could an ant actually force the Holy Son to use the power of the divine envoy!"

"Angel of God?"

Not far away, everyone was shocked. Each of the divine envoys, the messengers of God, were powerful in battle. No wonder this Shadow Clan is so powerful. Can Xia Jun defeat him?

At this moment, everyone felt their hearts sinking and looked at Xia Jun with some worry.

"Brother..." Inside the temple, Xia Xiaoyu's eyes were worried, and her delicate face was full of worry and uneasiness.

"God's envoy? Isn't it amazing?"
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