City Supreme:Death Rises

Wu Tian was angry and completely angry. This was the first time that he was actually injured today. Wu Tian had just quickly mobilized his internal strength to the back defense. However, with the full efforts of the two demon guards, his Qi and blood were still surging.

I didn't reach the category of a super master. The strength of my body couldn't make my bones and skin as hard as iron at that moment. In addition, I was distracted to resist the demon guard in front of me, so I was injured.

Feeling the surging Qi and blood in his body, Wu Tian could not help holding the scythe of death in his hand.

Wu Tian takes a deep breath and looks at the four demon guards who attack again. Wu Tian grits his teeth and raises his hand to hit the hell Sabre technique. He makes a bang.

The purple Scepter collided with the sickle of death in Wu Tian's hand. The four demon guards stepped back five steps, and Wu Tian also stepped back two steps.

Wu Tian felt that the Qi and blood in his body stirred again. His eyes were cold. Wu Tian's whole body exuded a deep sense of killing. His body leaped up, and the scythe of death in Wu Tian's hands split vertically.

With a bang, Wu Tian's sickle of death and the scepter in the hands of the four demon guards launched a fierce fight.

He got up and down slowly, and said to everyone, "he must stand up and fight hard."

So the eight purple streamers rushed towards the center of the battle. The magic guard, whose weapons were damaged, pulled another spare scepter from his waist and joined the battle circle.

With the addition of eight other demon guards, Wu Tian's pressure increased, and he was beaten down by the joint attack of the twelve demon guards.

With a bang, Wu Tiange blocked the attack of five or six evil spirits hall. Leng Bu ding on his back was hit again. With a puff, a big mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

At this time, Wu Tian was completely killed. A desire to fight gushed out of Wu Tian's heart. When the purple light crossed again, Wu Tian's body turned into a black streamer and rushed to the air.

Wu Tian gathered all his strength and ejected his feet out of the body and ejected more than ten meters into the air. He escaped the joint attack of the twelve demon guards. Wu Tian's face became more and more pale. Just now he was hit again on the back. If his own part of the strength was not kept on his back, he would have been beaten and cracked directly.

In mid air, Wu Tian slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, Wu Tian felt a crackling sound coming from his body, and then his tiredness, which had consumed a lot of physical strength, was suddenly dissipated. Wu Tian suddenly opened his eyes and roared. His hands clenched the scythe of death and condensed his whole body strength to his wrist, and then killed him fiercely.

Then Wu Tian's body has fallen to less than five meters from the encirclement circle of the twelve demon guards by using inertia.

At this time, Wu Tian finally made a roar, and a strong black blade full of murderous spirit bloomed from the scythe of the God of death.

The face of the twelve demon guards finally changed. This attack was not the same as the attack just now. Moreover, the man was injured.

Ajie didn't hesitate to yell, "guys, hold on to me!" Then he raised the purple Scepter in his hand and turned it into a purple streamer into the black knife awn all over the sky.

The rest of the demon guards did not dare to hesitate and waved their wands to resist the black sword.

But soon they were desperate to find that the purple streamer was darkened after the black knife awn was put on. The black knife awn full of the smell of death was as terrible as its essence.

Wu Tian felt the obstruction, and the twelve demon guards tried their best to resist Wu Tian's devastating blow, but even so, their hands were full of green tendons.

Wu Tian was almost upside down in the air, holding the scythe of the God of death, sending out a strong awn and splitting on the twelve purple streamers.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Wu Tian roared, lifting his whole body strength to the extreme, and the black blade awn became rich again. Finally, with a crackle, Wu Tian was shocked. The black knife awn completely broke through the purple streamer.

With a roar, all the purple scepters in the hands of the twelve magic guards were all broken, and their bodies were uncontrollably spurting blood and flying out. The purple robes were cut out by black knife awns, and they were dilapidated.

Twelve demon guards fell to the ground, their faces turned pale, and almost all of them lost the power to fight again.

Wu Tian fell on the ground, a few feet staggered, holding the God of death sickle against the body, Wu Tian suppressed the impulse to spit blood, coldly looked at the devil in front of him and said: "this is your own death, no wonder I!"

Wu Tian slowly walked to the face of the nervous demon guard, slowly raised the God of death sickle. Wu Tian's eyes coagulated, and the only strength in his body flowed to his arm. Then Wu Tian's figure turned into a black phantom, and rushed to the nearest one, the God of death's sickle, which was directly hooked at the throat of the demon guard.

At this time, the demon guard was unable to avoid. He jokingly wanted to avoid it, but he had to be quick.

The scythe of death in the pupil of this demon guard is bigger and bigger, he thoroughly smelled the fear of death.www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!