Comprehensive comics: The Supreme Demon

Zhu Bi stopped thinking. The sound that sounded like coming from hell made her unbelievable.

"Well, if you want to escape from me, you can't jump long distances. Instead, you should blend in the light and dust and move out of sight. Ah, or rather, I don't think so.——"

After forcibly smashing the space around ShuVi, Jibril said with a ridiculous expression.

"Did you mean to hurt me with that attack just now?"

Definition - Impossible!

How could it be?

It's true that the apocryphal book - Yanlong Roar did not fully reproduce the power of Aaron Leif's Beng Roar, 43.7% of it. This is a report from the design body.

But , even among dragon spirits, Yanlong is the king of the upper three bodies. The collapse roar released by this individual at the cost of self-destruction, even if it only has about four levels of power……

"I feel that I have been underestimated. I am obviously a rag, but I actually let this lady use protective magic. I appreciate you for doing this."

Being directly hit by that kind of attack without any damage was beyond the range of ZhuVi's prediction. As for what she heard, she was even more shocked.

You know, the body of the Flügel itself is a kind of magic created by Artosh, so Called protective magic, the spell to maintain oneself is deployed all year round.

That's why she calculated that using Apocrypha Yanlong Roar as an attack is effective, but this Flügel.

No, if you define it again, this individual cannot be easily classified as a Flügel..

This exception, Jibril, had doubts about the protection formed by the creator, so she used more powerful protection. This was inconsistent with the actions of the Flügel, and she couldn't even predict...

"In order to bring the head back properly, I tried my best to let go of the water, but - I changed my mind. I don't know if you have something called a brain."

Jibril looked at the astonished Zhu Vi, held up her skirt and saluted. She held up the ribbon gracefully, showing an angelic yet devilish smile.

"But because you've gone too far, I'm going to let you calm down a little bit - forever."

Jibril, who was holding a sword that exuded a strong light that made people blind, slashed at ZhuVi's neck fiercely at the next moment.

Just when ZhuVi had no ability to resist and let her do what she did, suddenly there was nothing behind her, and it seemed that she was being attacked. Something swallowed her up and hid her away

"Eh?"

Jibril made an unknown sound out of surprise.

Is that? A dark crack? It is covered with ferocious scarlet eyes.

"Oh, I didn’t expect my ZhuVi to be discovered by the host. I’m really sorry."

With the words ringing in her ears, Jibril looked up.

A blond young man was holding the mecha that had lost its fighting ability and looking at him with a smile.

"oh? Jibril raised her eyebrows and did not move forward impulsively. Instead, she made a polite gesture.

"Gui'an, I didn't expect Jibril to have a master."

Quickly matched the information with other races in her mind, but Jibril found that there was no match. She didn't want to do anything until she understood the other race and purpose.

"Sorry for my incompetence, but may I ask, what race are you from?"

Confirm the race and then make corresponding countermeasures?

Yakumo Cang guessed what the Flügel was thinking. The reason why the other party raised this question was probably because he appeared in front of her openly and did not hide his identity. Well

, But when it comes to race……

"You can think of me as...a fantasy species."

Youkai, should they also be considered fantasy species?

Not sure, Yakumo Sora responded hesitantly.

Fantasy species, a higher-level race.

A race even rarer than dragon elf species.

Jibril's eyes glowed with light. , if she can get the heads of the fantasy species and the armored species at once, then... she doesn't have the fear of the lower race towards the upper race, otherwise she would not be able to defeat a white dragon alone. What's more, this is the base camp of the Flügel, even if the situation is not the same Wonderful, I can retreat at any time.

With a good plan, Jibril's eyes shot out an aggressive light.

"I see, although I don’t know your purpose, and I am very interested in why the Phantasma species is with the abandoned mecha species, but... can you please accompany me back to Abant Hey? Mmm."

Yakumo Cang was not surprised when he made it clear that he was declaring war. He shook his head and sighed for a moment. He originally planned to take a sneak peek this time, but he didn't expect it to be exposed.

Jibril, who was flapping her wings, would not wait for his reaction. The lightsaber slashed sharply towards Yakumo Cang's position.

"Tsk, as the price for bullying my family, I will have some fun with you."

Yu pulled out a long sword from the void. The back of the sword was thicker than that of the neon samurai sword. Yakumo Aang weighed it and found that it looked more similar to the Tang sword, which made him quite satisfied.

Speaking of swordsmanship, However, the skills he first practiced were not used most of the time. Whether it was the powerful hand-to-hand combat power of the strange power of chaos, or the magic cannon learned from Youxiang, they were enough to cope with most situations. Even his own ability to control the realm was rare. Use it.

I happened to meet Jibril this time, and it was perfect to play with. 893

Hell Sword - Two Hundred Yojana Flash

Abandoning the rules of spell cards, Yakumo Ao simply used swordsmanship to fight the enemy.

In Jibril's eyes, The enemies that filled the field of vision suddenly disappeared, and she felt a chill in her body.

Appearing behind Jibril, Yakumo Cang waved his sword at will and said

"Here it is"

"Um?"

Turning around to face him, Jibril frowned slightly. What happened just now?

At a moment that neither the naked eye nor the elves could capture, the other party... had completed the attack?

But there was no strange feeling in her body, that is to say, No injuries.

So, what happened just now?

Shaking her head and suppressing her confused thoughts, Jibril raised her lightsaber and was about to launch an attack.

"Now, why don’t you cover it up?"

"What?"

Looking along the other party's line of sight, Jibril discovered that the hem of her skirt had been missing at some point. Her smooth and attractive thighs were almost exposed to the roots, and the absolute realm was looming. The pupils suddenly shrank, and the Sky-Wing girl was worried about what was beyond. Everything she knew was puzzling.

If the guy just cut her neck or other vital parts, then...

However, then she became even more angry. As the other party said, he was just... playing for fun._

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