Only then did Zhao Huan truly understand why Mohamed told him to be careful of Uriel before the temporary period. How could such a terrifying guy be careless? Mohamed should have told him to run away when he saw Uriel, otherwise he would not be so arrogant.

"Ahem..." Zhao Huan struggled to hold the spear. His attributes were so terrifying that he had several times more than him. Just one blow made him lose his ability to resist. This is Uriel's horror.

Uriel walked slowly, without any defense, as if he was treating Zhao Huan as nothing. However, according to the strength of both sides, perhaps in Uriel's eyes, Zhao Huan was just a stronger ant. If it weren't for the similar appearance of Zhao Huan and that person, Uriel wouldn't have wanted to send Zhao Huan to hell and suffer.

A black flame ignited from the long sword, which was a flame from hell. Once it was contaminated, it would be like a bone-attached cervix, which was difficult to get rid of, and was suffering from the burning of the soul for eternity.

"Even an ant, I won't sit and wait for death!" Zhao Huan stood up straight with all his strength, and a white light swam all over his body. After the white light was gone, Zhao Huan had already started the angel transformation. He was nearly two meters tall, strong muscles, and white wings. However, Zhao Huan was already in the strongest state.

However, Zhao Huan knew that such power was far from enough, and Uriel's attributes were too strong.

After a flash, Zhao Huan wanted to escape. He planned to kill Gabriel so that he could complete the main mission and leave the world. This is the only way to survive. After all, facing such a terrifying Uli, there is really no hope of winning.

But Zhao Huan still underestimated Uli's speed too much. As soon as he turned around, Uli appeared in front of him, stabbed out with a sword, and directly penetrated Zhao Huan's chest. Zhao Huan's forehead was sweating profusely. He held the sword with all his might, so that it would not make any progress. Blood kept flowing out along the sword. The holy energy in Zhao Huan's body was resisting the sword tightly to the hellfire and preventing it from invading the soul.

These two forces were constantly clashing in Zhao Huan's body. Zhao Huan was in trouble and had a drowsy thought under the constant collision.

Naturally, Uriel would not let Zhao Huan go. He smiled. Uriel held Zhao Huan's neck with his left hand and stuck his throat tightly. Zhao Huan only felt that his breathing was no longer available, and countless hallucinations appeared in his mind, and he gradually fainted.

Uriel let go of the long sword, and a white light shone with his right hand, intending to extract Zhao Huan's soul.

At this moment, a golden light began to shine on Zhao Huan's neck, and the angel statue that had been silent for a long time finally reacted. The whole statue was like resurrection, and the golden light kept wandering on it. Uriel was also stunned by the sudden vision. He felt that the statue gave him a familiar feeling.

Gradually, Uli remembered something, looked at Zhao Huan with an incredible look in his eyes, and his hands that grabbed Zhao Huan couldn't help but let go. Although Zhao Huan had no consciousness, his body had no place and was still floating in the air, and the golden light began to wander around him.

Gradually, the golden light converged, and Zhao Huan's body had an extra layer of illusory armor, shoulder guards, wrist guards, leg guards, and boots. The whole set of equipment was shining with golden light, and even the wings behind Zhao Huan were golden.

"God's armed?" Urie's heart was full of bitterness, "It's him?"

"No! This is impossible. He was dead long ago!" Uli's eyes were full of anger, "You fake guy!"

In anger, Uli flipped his palm and slapped Zhao Huan's head, and took action without any mercy.

As if he felt the threat outside his body, Zhao Huan opened his eyes. These were emotionsless eyes, without any anger, like a machine without thoughts.

Zhao Huan's eyes turned to Uli, and there was still no slightness in his eyes, no fear, no emotion!

boom!

Uli slapped out a palm, then a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and flew backwards, while Zhao Huan's body shook slightly, without moving at all.

"Impossible! How could this happen?"

Uli roared in his heart. In his heart, even if Zhao Huan was blessed by God's armed forces, his attributes were far inferior to him, but he didn't expect to suffer a great loss in an instant.

It is impossible to be so strong, unless he is not just God-armed. Looking at Zhao Huan's lifeless expression, it feels like a different person. Uli immediately realized that this person is definitely not Zhao Huan. This is something hidden in Zhao Huan's body. Because of the host of this thing and the blessing of God-armed, Zhao Huan's body can burst out with terrifying strength, but Zhao Huan's own soul is not known where he has been thrown to.

Zhao Huan moved his body, followed closely, chose to take the initiative, and came to him again in an instant. His fists moved, and fell on him in a shocked expression.

boom!

Wu Lie's body shook, blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth and flew backwards again. He looked at Zhao Huan's figure and was still shocked. He couldn't believe what he saw. The situation turned around in an instant. He originally ravaged Zhao Huan like an ant, but he didn't expect that the feng shui has changed in turn now.

"This is not true! You are not true! This is an illusion!"

Unfortunately, Zhao Huan hit Uli with his fists again, which made Uli a little awake. He roared, and the wings behind him suddenly expanded. A flash of light in his eyes, and a powerful power emanated from his body. The holy light flashed in his hand, and a sword of holy light appeared in his hand. This sword was different from the previous sword. This sword was entangled with the power of holy light.

"die!"

Uli was shocked and angry, his wings flapped slightly, his body stood firmly in the air, and his Holy Light Sword in his hand raised high and slashed towards Zhao Huan.

This is a big sword with two hands. Although it emits endless holy light, it is a cold light, majestic, and a sharp sharp aura emanates from it and wanders in the void.

The Sword of Holy Light cut across the void, and a white light shone across the sky and fell down towards Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan was still expressionless and approached Uli. His fists slammed the Holy Light Sword, and endless holy light scattered. The long sword suddenly whined. Feeling the aura coming from Zhao Huan's body, the Holy Light Sword suddenly shattered and turned into infinite holy light and merged into his body.

Uli was finally sure that this was that person, but he was never willing to believe it in his heart. In his heart, that person had been destroyed by both body and spirit a thousand years ago, but no matter how Zhao Huan appeared, it was a contradiction.

"Why?" Uli asked suddenly and thoughtlessly.

But how could Zhao Huan, who had no thoughts at this time, answer him?
Chapter completed!