Chapter 1573 The main sword?(2/2)
This time's shock wave can be seen with the naked eye, and even the protective shield has ripples of light due to the impact.
It can be said that if it were not for the protective cover, the auditorium would be in a mess.
Wow!
In the field, after the collision, the Dark Demon God's sword light was directly crushed, while Nalant's sword light weakened a bit and continued to attack the huge demon god.
There is no way to evade the giant demon god. Not to mention that Nalant's sword light also has the power of tyrannical restraint, but also the giant demon god himself has gathered most of the divine power because of the creation of this god-killing technique.
With a pop, in the fearful gaze of the giant demon, the long sword hit his body again.
With a bang, the other arm of this giant demon was also cut off to the ground!
"Okay! It's so good, haha, it's so enjoyable!"
"Yeah, it's rare to see the Dark Demon God beheaded by our human gods!"
As both arms of this giant demon disappeared, the audience immediately burst into applause.
Regardless of whether Nalant relies on the Master Sword or not, the hostility of all races towards the Dark Demon is clear.
After all, the dark demon is arrogant and evil. In the past, it was common for humans to torture human beings in the arena. However, it is very rare for humans to torture and kill huge demons in the arena.
"The treatment is really different!" Hearing the cheers, Narant also showed a happy smile.
Sure enough, those who have gained the right will get more help, while those who have lost the right will have less help. Thinking about the miserable scene when I played the role of the Dark Demon, it is obvious that the current situation is more comfortable.
At this moment, the eyes of the huge demon in front of Nalant were full of fear. Seeing that Nalant had raised his sword again, "I surrender, I want to surrender!"
Although I don’t know why this huge demon is surrendering when he has only a few hours to live, but Nalant naturally won’t let him really end up alive.
He quickly raised his long sword and struck down with a blank expression, "The eighth strike of glory!"
Buzz!
Boom!
The sword light mixed with sonic boom slashed towards the Dark Demon.
"Damn ants, how dare you!"
This time the roles are reversed, the Dark Demon naturally also has an arrow.
Suddenly, a roar erupted from the audience.
Although their failed companions were looked down upon by them, by doing so, Nalant was also insulting their dark clan.
"If you don't dare, die!"
The corners of Nalant's mouth were slightly raised, full of disdain, as he watched the sword light engulf this huge demon.
puff!
A sound of flesh penetration was heard, and then the light gradually dissipated, and the figure of the huge demon god reappeared in front of everyone.
"Hey, why is everything okay this time?"
"Yes, the two swords just cut off the shoulders of this giant demon. Now there is no obstacle to this sword. How come there is no injury at all!"
At this moment, the Dark Demon God's eyes were filled with fear and resentment. Although he could no longer roar or speak, his body was still standing intact.
All the spectators in the stands were immediately confused, wondering if Nalant had missed the target.
Nalant shook his head. These gods had obviously never seen his previous battles. Otherwise, the God of Waves and others would have known immediately that the current situation required letting the bullets fly for a while.
puff!
Sure enough, in the midst of the discussion among the gods, there was another slight sound of flesh and blood piercing through the field.
Then with a crash, the huge body of the Dark Demon God began to separate and fall towards the two sides.
Boom!
Two muffled sounds were heard, and the huge demon god's body suddenly fell to the ground, and fell in two directions.
"This...this..."
All the gods were stunned. They never imagined that it would have such an effect. After all, in the arena, it was a battle between gods, and there were very few who could cut it in half.
"One sword in half! It turns out to be one sword in two. This Nalant is so powerful!"
"No, it's not that he is great, it's the sword in his hand that's great!"
"Yeah, haha, the human race is so powerful, I didn't expect us to see such a wonderful competition!"
As the bullet flew into place, the audience cheered.
And the referee also walked into the arena at this time, "In this game, the human Nalant wins!"
"The human race is mighty!"
"The human race is mighty!"
The referee's announcement pushed the cheers to a climax.
And some people are happy, and naturally some people are unhappy.
At this moment, the dark demons have regarded Nalant as a thorn in their side, and their eyes looking at him are full of murderous intent.
The demons on the side also wrote down Nalant. Naturally, such an excellent human race cannot be kept.
As long as there is a chance, he will be strangled in the cradle.
Chapter completed!