The white angel's eyes are cold.

In the voice all is the ruthless intention which does not hide.

The sigh of the wind, is one of his most powerful means, but also easily will not reveal the bottom card of the pressure box.

Even four months ago, when he attacked Wang Xu on Penglai Island, the earth vein dragon Yuanguo connected with the barrier automatically drawn by the power of heaven and earth, he did not use it.

"Unfortunately, you are like those warriors who kill dragons in my Western knight novels. It's good to have courage. But choose the wrong opponent, waiting for you, after all, only death The voice of the white angel continued to come.

"So, I will meet your request and give you a glorious death!"

The voice fell.

The white wind is furious and roaring. The invisible whirlpool revolves madly around Wang Xu, forming a fierce tornado, as if nature is angry and wants to destroy all creatures.

"You talk a lot. Do it." And Wang Xu, in the face of this scene as if doomsday came, but there was no change in his expression, still very insipid, indifferent.

"The fire of angels!"

The voice of the white angel suddenly froze, and then there was no more nonsense. His wings closed in front of him suddenly opened, bringing up a gust of wind, which pushed his body back spontaneously.

And the same second.

Whoosh, whoosh

The strong wind surges, and the white flame rises wildly. Following the wind, it turns into nine mighty white fire dragons. These white fire dragons are not only the power of the white angels themselves, but also contain a special energy rule, constantly absorbing the power of heaven and earth in all directions.

Although the white angel scorns the array skills of China, he is not in charge of the East and the West. Almost all the secret skills and techniques mastered by the white angel are based on the white angel himself, which can arouse the power of the world and form a powerful attack and destructive power.

It can be said that the road is always changing.

The more violent the wind is, the more intense the flame will burn.

In the end, as if to burn everything, whether it is air or void, all will be destroyed.

This kind of terrible breath, even the energy barrier that the dragon and tiger challenge arena automatically stimulates, can't stop completely, forcing the crowd outside to change their faces, one by one continuously backward, away from the challenge arena.

For a time, the scene was chaotic, and the heads of various forces in the West Island, who had been sitting on their chairs, could no longer stay stable. They retreated like chickens and ducks.

And that's not true.

It's just a little bit of hot air.

It is conceivable that Wang Xu, who is surrounded by countless white flames and tornadoes, will bear such a terrible impact when facing the white angel's attack.

And this time.

Wang Xu.

Still standing in the same place.

pretty good!

He, still did not mean to fight back, let the white angel urge the most powerful means to attack himself!

This scene inadvertently fell in the eyes of the public, it makes countless people lost their minds, even forgot to breathe.

Is this guy really afraid of death?

An unimaginable idea suddenly appeared in many people's minds: "is it that in Wang Xu's eyes, the white angel does not deserve to let him take the initiative?"

But still

This is obviously suicide!

"Mr. Wang, what are you thinking?"

Pang Fengyue's eyes were worried because of the scorching smell from the challenge arena. She was wet with sweat and her clothes were tightly attached to her body. She felt uncomfortable, but she didn't care.

"Damned bastard, go to hell! go to hell! Your great general will kill you completely. When you die, my young master will stand on your body to pee and step on your face to let you eat excrement! Don't you like to humiliate me? I'll open my eyes and watch you burn to death by these flames! "

Lu Shaofeng's eyes widened. He didn't want to step back. Sweat fell into his eyes. He didn't want to blink. He was staring at the dragon and tiger arena, full of resentment.

The white tornado whirled wildly, bringing up an invisible force. The dragon and tiger challenge arena was shaking. The terrible suction was that a heavy armored vehicle would fly into the sky, and then be torn into pieces by the tornado.

And the blazing white angel's fire is burning everything.

"From then on, there will be no real prince of China in this world. People will not remember your courage, they will only remember your death." White angel light says.

Every time he spits out a word, the white energy wings behind him will stir up fiercely, the wind will grow and the flame will be strong.

In the end, the surface of the dragon and tiger challenge arena cracked countless cracks, and the heavy stone slats were rolled up into the sky, and then torn to pieces, covering everything above the challenge arena.

The white angel's fire became milky white, and the hot breath of terror almost penetrated into the void. The energy barrier covering the dragon and tiger challenge arena began to vibrate violently, and it seemed that it could not bear the impact of this breath.

The white angel's face turned white for a few minutes, and the white energy wings behind him showed a trend of disintegration. Obviously, he was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface, and seemed to have exhausted the energy in his body.

But there was no worry in his eyes, only pleasure and joy.

"Now the whole world is changing. The East is the main venue, and China is the core area. But from now on, the Western forces will be in charge of the East again!"

The white angel believes that in this world, no one can break free from his attack of the combination of the sigh of the wind and the inflammation of the angel.

If there is, even if it is also only the legend, already in the twilight of the gods in the disappearance of the true gods of it.

Wang Xu, obviously, could not be the son of any God, so he could only die.

Touch!

The white energy wings incite for the last time and then explode.

White angel slowly looked up, opened his eyes to see, want to see Wang Xu was torn by the wind, the flame burned into ash.

However, what came to his eyes was an unforgettable scene.

A golden sword light running through the heaven and earth suddenly pierces the white tornado, tears the Milky angel's fire, and then bumps into the sky, entangles the wandering dragon and tiger in the virtual shadow.

After the sword light, what he vaguely saw was Wang Xu's figure coming out step by step.

That figure, like the real God in the world!

"You..."

White angel eyes can not control inch by inch open, stare big, the body can't help shudder.

What he wants to say.

But Wang Xu has been indifferent to the mouth.

"You let me down again. Now, I have fulfilled my promise, so it's my turn."

At this point.

There was only one thought in the white angel's mind:

"Why did he say that?"

Next second.

"Boxing town..."

Wang Xu throat slightly tremor, a light drink, raised his hand slightly meal, and then a fierce blow out.

"Mountains and rivers!"