The attack of the dark heavy sword contains an extremely strong earth-attribute aura, as thick and majestic as the earth.

The most important thing is that it was not the Dwarf God's son who was controlling the sword, but the dark heavy sword launched an independent attack.

It is not like a sword, but more like a complete creature.

People were full of surprise.

"The strength of that sword is no less than that of the son of the dwarf. Moreover, it has a close relationship with the son of the dwarf. It must be very tacit in cooperation."

"Doesn't this mean that Su Xing needs to fight against two? It's equivalent to facing two Dwarf Gods at the same time? How can he fight?"

"She is so shameless! This is unfair."

Everyone in the human race felt unfair for Su Xing.

However, this is not a competition in the arena. Where can so many fairness and justice come from during the life-and-death battle?

This made everyone worry about awakening.

Facing the Dwarf God Son, he could only win narrowly. Now he has another dark heavy sword of equal strength. Is he still capable of fighting?

Su Xing didn't expect that the son of the Dwarf tribe had such a trump card. He flashed, avoiding the attack of the dark heavy sword, and shouted: "Amitabha!"

"call out!"

A ray of light soared into the sky, and Amitabha flew over and landed on his shoulder, staring at the dark heavy sword, and said bluntly: "Give that sword to me, the son of the dwarf god, you will deal with it."

"Okay!" Su Xing agreed. He had confidence in Amitabha, but others didn't think so...

"What is Su Xing doing? What is the difference between that dog?"

"Can you be rushing to seek medical treatment?"

"No matter how powerful a dog is, no matter how slap it is, how powerful can it be? Don't be slapped into meat by that heavy sword."

...

Everyone was talking about it. They were not concerned about Amitabha's life or death, but were afraid that Su Xing and Amitabha would die in battle, so they also wiped out the entire army.

"roar!"

"I dare to underestimate this king, so let you see how powerful I am."

Amitabha was very angry.

He found that not only everyone underestimated him, the dark heavy sword also conveyed a feeling of contempt.

Amid the roar, Amitabha's body quickly grew bigger.

Then, a big dog several feet tall appeared in the void, majestic and handsome.

"Boom!"

Facing the sweeping dark heavy sword, Amitabha poked out his claws and slapped it hard on the sword.

The fierce power spread from the center of the collision, causing a thunderous explosion. Then people saw that the dark heavy sword was actually slapped back by Amitabha with one claw.

"this……"

Everyone was stunned.

The strength of this dog was beyond everyone's expectations.

"What a powerful dog. I didn't expect that Su Xing is not only powerful, but also has a way to train war pets."

"There must be some unique secret recipe, otherwise how could a dog become such a powerful battle pet?"

Everyone was amazed.

"Woom!"

"I am not Su Xing's battle pet, but his master, he is my battle pet."

Amitabha retorted loudly.

Su Xing had a black thread and wanted to kick the dead dog away with one kick.

However, the dog is now helping him fight the enemy and cannot lose his temper at him, so Su Xing passed on his anger to the son of the Dwarf.

"Swish!"

He held the rust iron sword in his hand and rushed towards the son of the dwarf.

Without the heavy sword, the son of the Dwarf tribe lost his absolute defense, which was a great opportunity to kill him.

The son of the dwarf tribe also realized this, but the confrontation of the strong is a matter of a momentum. If you retreat and avoid it, you will only lose faster.

He had to fight.

The son of the dwarf took out a heavy sword again and used the Earth Sword Technique.

"Sword Ten!"

Su Xing directly performed the tenth stance of the "Dayan Sword Technique".

He glanced at Amitabha just now and found that he and the dark heavy sword were incompatible, and no one could do anything to each other.

This is also normal.

Whether it is Amitabha or the dark heavy sword, they are strong and immortal. Without absolute crushing power, it is difficult to win.

Therefore, if you want to decide the outcome of this battle, you will eventually have to rely on yourself.

"Boom!"

Ten sword lights poured down like a horse, and the sharp sword energy spread over the sky, causing the Dwarf God Son to avoid it. However, he was indeed powerful and used his majestic cultivation to block this wave of attacks.

However, there was a huge handprint that followed one after another.

"Infinite sword finger!"

The golden Buddha's hands were pressing down from the sky, covering the sky, as if they had the power to destroy the world.

The most disadvantage of the Dwarf God Son was that he only mastered one unique skill, the Earth Sword Technique.

This is normal. Where can the foundation of the dwarf tribe compare with that of the human race?

Their unique skills are so rare that they are pitiful.

There was a rumbling sound.

The golden Buddha hand shattered the heavy sword in the hand of the Dwarf God Son, and the remaining power was bombarded on the Dwarf God Son.

"Puff!"

He blew blood, his chest was covered in blood, and his body fell like a kite with broken strings, falling downwards.

However, Su Xing did not let him go.

He used the void to shuttle to the bottom of the Dwarf God Son, and stabbed the rust iron sword straight out, slashing the head of the Dwarf God Son.

"ah……"

At the critical moment, the son of the Dwarf roared, forced his body to turn, and held the rust iron sword with both hands.

The sword breeze tore his palm apart, and kept moving forward, finally piercing into his body.

However, it also gave the Dwarf God Son a small buffer period, allowing his head to avoid this sword, resulting in the rust iron sword, which eventually pierced his shoulder.

"cut!"

Su Xing waved the rust iron sword hard and cut off one arm of the Dwarf God Son.

"The Spirit of Earth Mother!"

The son of the dwarf tribe did not care about the injuries on his body and shouted at the dark heavy sword. He felt a strong crisis of death. At this time, saving his life is the most important, and everything else is secondary.

The dark heavy sword rose into the air and wanted to come to support the son of the dwarf tribe, but Amitabha entangled it tightly and said aloud: "In front of me, can you still come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"

"Today, no one can save you." Su Xing stared at the son of the dwarf and said indifferently.

"Swish!"

He used the void to shuttle and approached the son of the Dwarf again. The latter was seriously injured, his qi was very messy, and his body lost another arm, and his strength was sharply reduced. It was a good time to kill.

"Sword Ten!"

Su Xing once again played the tenth stance of the "Dayan Sword Technique", and saw ten sword lights piercing through the sky, covering the Dwarf God Son.

The dazzling light almost shone brightly on half of the Red Moon Valley.

When people looked up, they saw the body of the son of the dwarf tribe melting inch by inch, as if ice and snow were melting. In the end, little bits and pieces disappeared completely in the world.

The dignified son of the dwarf tribe and the Seven Forbidden King of a Generation fell here.

He still has great ambitions in his heart and his future is limitless, but all of this disappeared with his death.
Chapter completed!