It’s not just the people who are divided, but also the blade of judgment.
Battle Angel Michael, holding the Holy Sword of Light Archangel Blade, stands on the left.
Satan, the god of death, stands on the right, holding the dark holy weapon Death's Scythe.
The two sides formed an encirclement and launched an attack on King Silver Horn at the same time.
"Battle Angel Michael, Death God Satan!"
Jiang Wenming shouted again.
King Silver Horn understood immediately and pointed the purple gold gourd in his hand at Michael.
"Michael, if I call you, do you dare to agree?"
When Jiang Wenming heard this, he almost hit his head and died on the ground.
Is this Silver Horned King Tiehanhan?
If you ask this question, even a fool knows there is a problem!
"Oh, idiot, you think I'm going to...ah!"
Michael sneered, and before he finished speaking, he was directly sucked into the purple gold gourd.
"That's okay..."
Jiang Wenming was completely speechless, what a fool.
Seeing this, Satan quickly threw out his scythe and re-formed the Judgment Blade.
At the same time, he stepped forward and attacked King Silver Horn.
King Silver Horn had no choice but to give up controlling the purple gourd and watched Michael escape.
"well……"
"A little closer!"
"What a pity!"
"I feel like the gourd of Gold and Silver Boy is so powerful. Just call someone's name and you can take them in."
"It's awesome, but it's a pity that I can only accept one person at a time, otherwise I would have won long ago."
"..."
The audience in the Huaxia District watched with regret.
It's obviously just a little bit close, but it's always interrupted at critical moments.
Satan, the god of death, has obviously seen through the shortcomings of the purple gold gourd. He holds a sickle and hides among the evil ghosts, commanding the evil ghosts to go up and become cannon fodder.
Michael was facing off against King Silver Horn.
No, it should be said that I beat him with pressure!
King Silver Horn is good at magic and is no match for Michael in close combat.
After only a few rounds of fighting, he was slashed and covered in blood.
"Switch the Golden Horn King to melee combat!"
Jiang Wenming acted as the conductor under the ring.
King Silver Horn was furious at Michael. When he saw Jiang Wenming still pointing at him from below, he suddenly became furious.
"You you on the line!"
"Is it okay? You should have told me earlier!"
When Jiang Wenming heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Although the King of Gold and Silver is strong, his brain is not very good and he only has these three treasures.
Blind for nothing!
When Jiang Wenming heard that he could play, not only was he not afraid, but he felt eager to try.
King Yinjiao was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Wenming's expression.
What he said just now was just angry words, but he didn't expect that this stupid boy would take it seriously.
"Why are you just a mortal just joining in the fun? Just wait down there and see if I kill him alive!"
"No, King Silver Horn, it doesn't matter that I'm weak, can you just lend me your power? See how I can help you deal with them."
Hearing what Jiang Wenming said, King Silver Horn was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
Look, is this human language?
I can't do it, so you can do it?
I lent you my power, why don’t you go to heaven?
But now he has no better way to deal with the enemy in front of him.
While he was hesitating, the voice of the Golden Horn King sounded in his mind.
"Second brother, you might as well let him try it. It really doesn't work with that move."
Seeing that his eldest brother had spoken, King Silver Horn could only accept his fate.
"Apparition!"
A stone was kicked away by him.
The next moment, Jiang Wenming appeared on the ring.
"Junior Jiang Wenming, please come up to me, the King of Gold and Silver!"
Although Jiang Wenming was shocked by this sudden change of position, he quickly stabilized himself.
Quickly cast the magic of inviting gods.
The King of Gold and Silver was not polite and immediately turned into a stream of light and merged into Jiang Wenming's body.
Feeling the surging power in his body, Jiang Wenming was so excited that he wanted to roar.
That's what it feels like!
Compared to Bai Qi's previous possession, it was no less impressive.
The Golden Horned King turned into a golden armor, and the Silver Horned King turned into a silver helmet. A golden rope was tied around his waist, and a jade purifying bottle was pinned behind his waist.
A seven-star sword in one hand and a purple gold gourd in the other.
fully armed!
"King of Gold and Silver, please cooperate with me in casting spells later."
Jiang Wenming contacted the two in his heart.
However, the two of them ignored him at all. Instead, a strange memory appeared in his mind.
These are exactly the instructions for using magic weapons and spells.
"..."
"As expected of a salted fish duo, they are really good at making soy sauce."
Jiang Wenming complained crazily in his heart.
Their meaning is very clear, everything is given to you, whatever you want is given to you, you can do whatever you want.
The audience in the audience was already stunned.
Especially the Chinese audience, they never expected that Jiang Wenming would end up in person.
This is a name-calling god battle!
This is not a mythical arena battle!
As long as they come on stage, the gods can directly attack the favored ones!
How dare he?
"Is Jiang Shen crazy?"
"No matter how anxious you are, you can't go on stage in person. Now that it's over, why don't you have to be cut down by the opponent's knife?"
"Probably not. Jiang Shen is not a fool. He must have his reasons for doing this. We should believe him."
"That's right, Jiang Shen is my father, how could he fall here?"
"What, Jiang Shen has a daughter? It doesn't look like that. How old are you, sister?"
"I'm eight years old!"
"Damn it, you are worthy of being God Chiang, you can give birth at the age of eight!"
"..."
In the arena.
Jiang Wenming looked at the dark army of evil spirits rushing towards him in front of him, and then took a deep breath.
"call!"
A strong wind came out of his mouth.
Samadhi Kamikaze!
All the evil spirits blown by the wind instantly turned into ashes.
at the same time.
Jiang Wenming waved his hand, and the golden rope flew out from his waist.
"Bind!"
This is for Michael.
"Little tricks!"
The holy sword in Michael's hand was wrapped with sacred fire, and he aimed it at the golden rope and slashed at it.
But the next second.
The golden rope in front of me disappeared without a trace.
wrong!
Not disappear!
Instead, it turned into a hair and was burned by the flames.
"Hair? Why is there hair here?"
Michael was stunned for a moment, feeling like his mind was a little hard to turn around.
On the other side, Satan, who was about to attack Jiang Wenming, suddenly let out a roar.
His figure emerged from the shadows, and his body was wrapped by a golden rope.
"Satan, are you stupid?"
Jiang Wenming suddenly sneered.
"Damn mortal, how dare you insult...ah!"
Before Satan could finish his words, his body flew towards Jiang Wenming involuntarily.
No, to be precise, it was flying towards the purple gourd behind Jiang Wenming.
It turned out that Jiang Wenming had secretly pointed the bottle at Satan before.
Whether it was the previous attack on Michael or the questioning, it was all his routine.
Satan thought he was hiding very well, but he didn't know that under Chiang Wenming's piercing eyes, there was no way he could hide.
The reason why we attacked Michael was all to paralyze him. The real target was him, Satan!
Michael wanted to help, but it was too late.
At this time, Satan was bound by the golden rope and could not use the judgment to resist the suction of the purple gold gourd.
In just the blink of an eye, it was included.
After Satan was put into the purple gourd, Jiang Wenming quickly took out the cork and blocked the mouth of the bottle.
"Michael, right? You're the only one left now!"
An evil smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Wenming's mouth.
